<?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-471755745404440767</id><updated>2011-08-09T15:27:18.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ruth's thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-463333237393813780</id><published>2011-06-03T16:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T16:22:09.778+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Question 1. In less than 1000 words write on the introduction to Elijah. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'"&gt;Once anyone has studied Elijah the Tishbite they cannot but help see that he was a mysterious and mighty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We know nothing of him before he arrived in Jerusalem and this has earned Elijah the title ‘the Melchizedek of his age’.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No matter where he went or who he was with he was a force to be reckoned with, but more importantly a godly man.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah lived in a time of apostasy, not unlike where we are today, with people rebelling against and despising God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;From the time of Jeroboam when they started to worship idols to the time of Ahab when things became even worse and it was then that we started to hear about Elijah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God had placed him there to minister during a period of persecution and knew that he was able. Elijah knew how wicked Jezebel was and he was determined that she would not stop him in any way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Although many had refused to worship Baal, Elijah had few to stand with him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He must be an example to each of us today and encourage us to stand faithful for the Saviour whom we love and are called to serve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God had set aside this time for Elijah to be his witness, and as always God is never wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was as if God was making a statement to the wicked that he had not gone away, and never would.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As they were so wicked God could have destroyed them but he was prepared to show them that He was a God of mercy and had placed Elijah amongst them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah lived for God and was going to let nothing stand in the way of the Lords work, and we need to make him our example by holding the banner of God high.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He was a bold and a strong man who was prepared to stand in front of King Ahab and tell him that there was going to be a drought in the land and it would not change until he said so.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not only was Elijah able to speak about God but he knew Him personally and had a close relationship with Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As well as this he based that he did on the word of God, because he stood before God, waited on Him and took his directions from Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoBodyText2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To know thy will is all my prayer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoBodyText2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Still knocking at the door I stand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoBodyText2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thy pleasure then O Lord declare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoBodyText2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I only wait for thy command.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoBodyText2" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When we look at Elijah we can see Moses who also stood up against the people in a time when all they were interested in was evil and idol worship.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah was able to stand in front of a wicked king and tell him that God’s judgement was coming upon the land and that it was a sign that God was angry with the way they were living their lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No matter what Elijah did he prayed about it and was always faithful to the message God gave him, as in going to the brook Cherith.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God was taking him there as a time of preparation for what lay ahead.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Although the rest of the country faced drought, famine and death, Elijah was going to be fed and watered by God through the ravens,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The king was struggling to find food and here was Elijah having his to delivered to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On wonders what the King thought about this. Elijah was the complete opposite of most of the country in that he trusted totally in God and didn’t query what he was asked and responded immediately. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In all that we hear about Elijah he shows us how we should be living our lives for God – total unquestioning submission and trust.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God had not finished with Elijah at Cherith, even when the brook dried up for he knew how Elijah may have felt.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Each one of us faces trials and they are there to enable us to rely totally on God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was no different for Elijah than it is for us because God has promised never to leave us nor forsake up and we will always have His spirit as our comforter.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The next place God took him was to Zarephath which was a Gentile city between Tyre and Sidon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was here that &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he met the widow and her only son who were about to have their final meal and die.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah was asking her for something to eat in a time of severe famine and she must have thought him to be mad in some way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nevertheless &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she was willing to do it and found that her barrel was full.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This did not just happen the once for every time she needed to cook the provisions where there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God had supplied all their needs in a way in which they never could have imagined.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The widow woman had been appointed by God to help Elijah but she would not have been aware of this. It showed Gods power, His mercy, His faithfulness and also the glory which was due to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many years later Jesus spoke of this woman&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and held her up as an example of faith.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah may have thought that he knew what he was going to do, but God constantly took him by surprise.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If we were to try to sum up Elijah here we could do it in just a few words – he was a man who trusted God totally, spent time in prayer with Him and obeyed whatever God asked of him without question.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We really do need to think about what we do in difficult circumstances and make Elijah our example and never forget that in Psalm 31:15 we are told that our times are in God’s hands and he will take care of us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; LINE-HEIGHT: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Arial Unicode MS'"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Question 2. Write a summary (500 words) of Obadiah’s life and labours. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God had Elijah’s life planned from the beginning of time and knew what each step would be and how He was&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;going to involve Obadiah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We don’t know what he looked like or where he came from but we do know that he loved God or as it was put he feared God greatly or in other words God was his everything. We are told in Proverbs 9:10 that “the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom” and we still need to remember this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Although sin abounded all around him he stood for the Lord and so should we in this wicked time in which we live.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Even Ahab realised he was a man of God and was happy to have him remain in his palace, and although Ahab scoffed at Obadiah he knew he was a man of honour.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Humility was also one of his traits, in that he was prepared to always be the servant, as we see when he bows down before Elijah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No matter who he is with he always puts them first.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Obadiah was also a courageous man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He did not carry out Jezebels wishes because he looked after the prophets by hiding them in a cave and feeding them whilst they were there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We can also think here about the courage of Daniel and also the Apostles many years later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even though Elijah was a hated man at this time Obadiah was willing to be seen with him and be connected with him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When Elijah asked him to go before Ahab and announce that he was there he had some serious thoughts about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He had already stuck his neck out over the prophets and was maybe thinking that surely there was someone else who could do it. It wouldn’t have been an easy thing for him to do but he went and announced before the king that Elijah was there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah would have been glad to have Obadiah as one of his friends and also a protector, but there would have been many others as well such as the prophets.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He would also have been an encourager for he did not know what the future held but he had God with him and nothing was going to stop him going forward.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even today we should be taking an example from Obadiah as did many men in the Bible even long after the Lord had called him Home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was a champion for God who always went were God wanted him and did what he was asked to do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to think long and hard about what we are doing for God and what example we will leave behind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Obadiah was a risk-taker and Jesus is still looking for risk-takers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Are we prepared to be one of them?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;Question 3. In less than 1500 words (total words) write on Elijah as a man of prayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;and&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial Rounded MT Bold', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt"&gt;a man under persecution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah was totally trusting on God and was constantly in the place of prayer as we should be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When Elijah was on Mount Carmel it was just after he had slain the prophets of Baal and he had gone there to talk to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;His reason for being there was because the country was in &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;drought and he had done what God had asked of him and was now praying for the rains to&lt;/b&gt; come and the land to flourish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was because of God and not what any man could have told him and we need to heed the words of Hebrews 4:16 and be constantly before the throne of grace in order to obtain mercy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; tab-stops: 59.25pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God knew exactly where and when Elijah was going to pray this prayer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The evil prophets had been dealt with and people had discovered their hypocrisy, their lies and deceitfulness, their false religion but most of all that God was the only one and true God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God had closed the Heavens so it was only God who could open them again on the prayer of Elijah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah knew the time was right because he had done what God had asked of him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It is plain for each one of us to see that Elijah was steadfast in his prayers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t just go to Carmel and offer up one prayer in the hope that it would be answered right away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Not only did he offer up the prayer once and wait on an answer but he offered up that prayer seven times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If necessary he would have continue one hundred times or more until he knew that it was time to leave the place of prayer with an answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah was aware of his own failings and weariness and perhaps he did wonder when the answer was going to come.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He pushed forward for God even though his old nature may have wanted him to give up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Could we be as steadfast as Elijah was?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we spend enough time in the place of prayer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am sure that Elijah realized that God had His time to answer the prayer but even though there was a delay the answer was sure to come.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to continue to pray for unsaved loved ones and we do not know when the answer will come or if we will not know until we are in Glory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No doubt when he started to pray there wasn’t a cloud in the sky and no possible notion of rain.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was trusting that God was going to send the rain and he also knew that whatever was in the will of God would happen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We know that Elijah’s prayer was a triumphant prayer because for over three years there hadn’t been so much as any remote sign of rain when all of a sudden a cloud the size of a man’s hand appeared.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Almost as quickly as the small cloud appeared a mighty deluge of water followed and the promise of God in 1 Kings 18:1 was fulfilled.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was a totally public answer to his prayer that no one could deny.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Once again we see the power of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The answer to the prayer was not just for Elijah’s benefit but for that of the whole land, even those who did not believe.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;None of us know what a day will bring forth and this was equally true for Elijah. He had been warring with the prophets of Baal, was a man of victory who had been at Carmel and we have him now wishing he was dead and sitting under a juniper tree.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah had never been a popular man and now he was under persecution.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God had looked after his servant and answered his prayers by sending the rain but now he was to face the wrath of Jezebel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First he had the blessing and now he was going to face the battle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jezebels reason for hating Elijah was that she hated his God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She wanted to kill him because he stood up against her false gods.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We can see this happening throughout history because of the many brave men and women who have stood up for the God they believed in and against false preachers with wishy washy beliefs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No doubt by this time Elijah was becoming weary and could not have come through this under his own steam.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even though God was constantly with Elijah we have to remember that he was only and ordinary human being like each one of us and it is understandable that he became fearful and Jezebel became a worry to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We see what can happen if we take our eyes away from God, and all Elijah could see was Jezebel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;All that was in his mind was trouble and death because he had let Jezebel be in the foreground whilst God had been put into the background.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah should have stopped here and got on his knees before the Throne of Grace and ask God what he should do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Instead of praying he was relying on his own ways and thought it would be better if he died.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He even was murmuring against God and was not going to accept what was happening.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Times"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;If anyone is being persecuted then the only place they should turn to is God knowing that there is hope in God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No matter where he would go he couldn’t hide from God and it was here that we see that God came to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was touched by an angel from God whilst under the juniper tree who told him to wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Elijah had hidden from Jezebel but he could not hide from God and at this time God came and ministered to him and he realized that this was what he needed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He had become tired and weary of being tired and weary and realized that he had gone wrong in not trusting fully on God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We may have to go through trials but God will always strengthen us for the trials ahead as the life of Elijah proves.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Elijah was downcast but God was going to lift him up and no matter how much we hear of the mighty things he had done he was only human and there would be times when he would let his Lord down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;By the time he got to the safety of the cave he had become a shadow of his former self who could see no hope in the future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was as if he had forgotten about what God could do for him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He had forgotten that the mighty God who had called all creation into being would be able to provide for him and protect him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He should have looked back to the time when God provided food and water via the ravens, the time when God filled the meal barrel in Zarephath and all the other times when God has His hand upon him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are not unlike Elijah in that on many occasions we forget that God has provided for us and taken care of us and we forget about Him and bring our woes away from him and cause ourselves untold distress.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Elijah had got to the stage where he couldn’t see God and his failing made him think that his life was about to end.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully he did not remain in this state for long and it must remind us of the old saying that God has to take you down before He lifts you up, and also that we need to listen to what God is saying to us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After his period of being downcast he was able to go out and serve God again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Times New Roman', 'serif'; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To close we need to give an overview in a few sentences about the life of Elijah.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was a unique character who had no fear of men and who loved God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was constant in prayer, but was also only human and could face discouragement and trials. No matter what was happening the still lifted God high. Through it all he was ready to obey God and it could be said that he was very like John the Baptist. 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mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&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/471755745404440767-463333237393813780?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/463333237393813780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2011/06/elijah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/463333237393813780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/463333237393813780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2011/06/elijah.html' title='Elijah'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-6572097965527509994</id><published>2010-11-11T11:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:19:01.633Z</updated><title type='text'>verse for today</title><content type='html'>1 John 2: 15 -16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. 16 For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-6572097965527509994?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6572097965527509994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/11/verse-for-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6572097965527509994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6572097965527509994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/11/verse-for-today.html' title='verse for today'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-813778329361761941</id><published>2010-10-28T18:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:17:33.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>Hi all I have not been blogging for awhile. But just to let you all know that I am working two day a week in the local primary school as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;volunteer&lt;/span&gt;. Also am counting down the days until I go to stay with the Gill's in January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-813778329361761941?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/813778329361761941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/813778329361761941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/813778329361761941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-1596361117072434938</id><published>2010-04-13T21:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:51:50.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam on Ruth</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi all just wanted to let you know that I am still bloging even though I have not posted for awhile. Here is a copy of the exam I put in n Ruth. Let me know your thoughts on it. Also can you pray for me I am finding my MS very hard to cope with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ruth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bible Characters Correspondence Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. In less than 1000 words write on the background to the book of Ruth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book of Ruth follows on after the time of the judges. It was when the period of the judges ended, that the people began to sin more. The generations of people to come did not have a great knowledge of God. They became a wicked nation. There was no one to rule the people. So “ Every man did that which was right n his own eyes” Judges 21 v 25. God after this had to punish the people. So he sent a famine to the land of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;It was during the famine that Elimelech moved his family to Moab. Instead of turning to the Lord, and waiting for the Lord to bless Bethlehem. Elimelech ran from God. He must take responsibility for moving his family from God’s blessing. Just as we all must take responsibility for our decisions.&lt;br /&gt;            It is through Elimelech moving his family to the heathen land of Moab that we meet Ruth the young Moabite girl. Nowhere do we read that Elimelech or his family spent time in prayer with the Lord to seek his will before moving to his heathen land. There was no sign of God being in the land of Moab. God does not want his people to take up the ways of the world. We must always seek God’s face in prayer for his will in our life. As if the move to Moab was not bad enough. His two sons Mahlon and Chilion took for themselves each a wife from the women of Moab. The names of these two women are Orpah and Ruth. It tells us in V4 they stayed in Moab for about 10 years. What the two sons did in marrying these girls was against the will of God. The Israelites were not to have anything to do with the Moabites Deuteronomy 23 V 3. When we start to sin against God there is no knowing where it will end.&lt;br /&gt;            It tells us in the Bible that the family lived in Bethlehem – Judah, which means the house of bread. This town had known the blessing of God. Even though there was a famine in the land there was still enough food for the people. Elimelech did not need to leave his land. By doing this he was turning his back on God. When we turn away from God it will lead to serious trouble. Elimelech and his family soon learned that the land of Moab was a place of sorrow. This move was against the will of God, which leads to death. We read about this in Ruth Ch 1 V 3,5. Naomi had to watch as her family was taken away before her eyes. Not just did she lose her husband, but she also saw the death of both her sons.&lt;br /&gt;            This book shows us the outworking of the Lord’s kindness to us. Elimelech’s aim was to try to protect his family and himself from death, but he could not cheat death neither can we. After Elimelech’s death there were sad consequences for his wife Naomi. She became a widow in a foreign land. Naomi became a bitter woman. “And she said unto them, Call me not Naomi, call me Mara: for the Almighty hath dealt very bitterly with me.” Ruth 1 v 20. The book of Ruth tells us that Naomi had been dealt some very bitter experiences. Ignoring the Lord’s rule for our life is something to be taken seriously. It tells us in Jeremiah 2 v 19&lt;br /&gt;Thine own wickedness shall correct thee, and thy backslidings shall reprove thee: know therefore and see that it is an evil thing and bitter, that thou hast forsaken the LORD thy God, and that my fear is not in thee, saith the Lord GOD of hosts. &lt;br /&gt;Ruth 1 tells us that after the death of her husband and sons Naomi was left in poverty in a strange country.  It was also a country without God.  The move to Moab had left Naomi poorer than ever before. Naomi’s story tells us that sins has no benefit – Romans 6:  23 For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;            But it all changed when Naomi decided to leave Moab and go back to Bethlehem, because she had heard that God had visited his people. Bethlehem was now a land producing its crops again. God had been merciful to his people yet once again. This led Naomi to remember all the good times that she had when she was in the will of God. It must have been a very hard decision for Naomi to make to return after 10 years. Just like it must be a hard time for the backslider when they make the decision to come back to the Lord. Naomi had only heard small bit f news of what God was doing for his people. But she decided to leave her daughters in law and return to her home country. We can see from this that even a small speck of faith in God will be rewarded. Naomi had to leave sinful Moab and repent of her sin.&lt;br /&gt;            When Naomi left she told Orpah and Ruth to go their own way. But Ruth wanted to stay with Naomi so she went back to Bethlehem with her. Naomi was in a bitter backslidden state, she wanted the girls to return to the idols of Moab. Naomi’s eyes were on the bread that was now available in Israel, not the giver of the bread. Ruth went with Naomi to Bethlehem because she was a good, caring daughter- in – law, not because of Naomi’s “faith”.&lt;br /&gt;            It was the beginning of the barley harvest when the two women returned to Bethlehem. Ruth wanted Naomi’s God to be her God. Ruth separates herself from the people of sinful Moab. To join herself with God’s people. We to are to separate ourselves from sinful people and cling to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2 Write a summary (500 words) of the events surrounding the Ruth working in the harvest field?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            It was after the two women came back from the land of Moab, they had no one to provide for them. Ruth had repented from her sin and was now following God. It was the start of the harvest when the two women returned. This was a time of great joy for the people. It is an even greater joy for God’s people when a lost soul comes to Christ. For the fields are white unto harvest. Ruth was a poor widow who had nothing. Under the law of God Ruth was entitled to work in the field unhindered. Ruth wanted to go out and work. She was a very willing young woman. Ruth was willing to work regardless of the cost. We must be willing to do God’s work no matter the cost to us. Ruth was willing to do even the smallest of jobs.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth also wanted to look after her mother – in – law. She was also a blessing to her. We should help out and be a blessing to other Christians. The work that Ruth done in the harvest field meant that she was satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;            When in the harvest field Ruth was picking up the ears of corn that had been dropped by the men bringing in the harvest. Ruth was very dedicated to her work; she worked from the start of the wheat harvest to the end of the barley harvest. It must have been a very long hard day for Ruth working in the field. The work that Ruth did in the field was very rewarding for her and Naomi. We to will be rewarded when we are doing God’s work. Ruth went to the field that Naomi told her to go to. We know that Ruth was a foreigner in the land so she would not know about whose field was whose.&lt;br /&gt;            From the work that Ruth was doing in the field she came back weighed down with an abundance of barley. We are told in V17 she came back with an ephah, which is about 5 gallons. That would have been about half a month’s wages. Ruth must have been very tired but also very contented as she staggered home with her load to her mother in law. She left in the morning with nothing and returned home full. The Lord had been merciful on Ruth. The Lord delights to show lavish favour to those who take refuge in him (v12). This shows that Ruth and Naomi where in the shadow of his wings, where they started to experience the favour he promises to those who take refuge there. The Lord has all these events planned to give hope for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3. Write on Ruth’s fellowship with Boaz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth first became aware of Boaz when she went to glean the ears of corn in his field. We know that Boaz was a mighty man of God. Through Boaz we can see a picture of Christ. Boaz was a man who had strength, ability and was a good leader of his workers.&lt;br /&gt;            Boaz was related to Naomi’s dead husband Elimelech. He was a very rich man. Even though there had been a famine in the land, Boaz was still able to stay a man of great wealth. But out Lord has even more resources to offer us than what Boaz had.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth knew nothing about Boaz and his relationship to Elimelech. This was a plan of the Lord’s for the life of Ruth. Ruth chose to go to that particular field. She was doing what the Lord in his power and will had decided beforehand should happen. The Lord had meticulously planned for these two to meet. Nothing had been left to chance. The Lord caused Ruth to pick out the field that belonged to Boaz to seek favour in without her even knowing.&lt;br /&gt;            Boaz was a relative, a man of standing, able to meet the needs of the two women. He was a Godly man. Boaz was also obedient to the law of the Lord, which said not to go back and get an overlooked sheaf. Leave if for the fatherless or the widowed. Boaz welcomed Ruth; he did not treat her as a foreigner. He called her “ my daughter”.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth was to abide with Boaz’s maidens in the field. She was to drink water from his vessels whenever she was thirsty. Boaz was looking after Ruth in his field. He helped her by getting the men to drop corn for her. We are told that Ruth worked in the field all day. She obeyed Boaz, just as the child of God should obey Christ.&lt;br /&gt;            Boaz was the “Mr. Right” for Ruth. Ruth told Naomi about Boaz and how he had let her eat and drink with them to she was full. She was also happy to talk about Boaz to Naomi. We should also be happy to talk to others about Christ. Ruth had respect for Boaz; we should have respect for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth wanted to meet this man again and spend time with him. She only wanted to meet the Lord of the harvest again. We should be like this with Christ; He should be the only one for us. Ruth did not rush into things with Boaz all guns blazing, but she took time to prepare herself. She made sure that after a hard days work in the field, she went and cleansed herself. Before she went back down to the floor to Boaz. Just like Ruth we need to be clean before we enter Christ’s presence. Ruth left Naomi, to go to the threshing floor where Boaz was. This was where she could be alone with Boaz. Ruth was willing to take instructions from Boaz as to what he would have her to do. She had to be obedient; we to must be obedient to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;            When Ruth went to meet Boaz on the threshing floor the harvest was over. Ruth lay down at the feet of Boaz and uncovered his feet. She humbled herself to him (Ruth 3 v 7). Through this time of fellowship Ruth received lots of blessings. Ruth meets her redeemer in more than one way. There was Boaz but there was also Christ. She also received blessing from Boaz as well as blessings from Christ. Ruth 3 v 15 tells us that she came to Boaz empty and went away full.&lt;br /&gt;            The happiest time for the Christian is when they spend time in fellowship with Christ. Ruth asks Boaz to cover her to give her shelter and to provide for her needs. The two women must have had a lot to fear when they moved back from Moab. But with Boaz as her redeemer she now had nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth became the wife of Boaz, because he paid the price for her. We could not enter into God’s presence; only Christ paid the price for us on the cross. But we must note that this was not done in secret (Ruth 4 v 9). When we come to Christ we must also declare it openly. Ruth now belongs to Boaz as he had redeemed her. Just as when we get saved we belong to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;            Ruth after getting married to Boaz gave birth to a son. Another great blessing to her from God. We can never count the blessings that God has given to us Ephesians 1. “ Count your blessing name them one by one and it will surprise you what the Lord has done”. Ruth 4 shows great joy and happiness. There is no sadness there when we are in Christ and truly redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;            The description that we have of Boaz reminds us of the Lord Jesus. Just as Boaz was “ Mr. Right” for Ruth and lavished countless kindness on her, so too when we take refuge in the Lord. Who is truly right for all He will shower us with lavish love and kindness. John 5:39Search the scriptures; for in them ye think ye have eternal life: and they are they which testify of me. These scriptures testify about me. They are also the scriptures that are talked about in Ruth 2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-1596361117072434938?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1596361117072434938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/04/exam-on-ruth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1596361117072434938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1596361117072434938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2010/04/exam-on-ruth.html' title='Exam on Ruth'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-469578547663252835</id><published>2009-09-22T13:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:07:38.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Correspondence Course</title><content type='html'>I started my correspondence course last week. I started to study the book of Ruth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Ruth ch 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Elimelech took his family to the land of Moab, while their was famine in the land of Bethlehem. The famine was sent by God as a result of the wickedness in the land. So Elimelech had to take responsibility for his actions. This lead to his death. His to sons Mahlon and Chilion married twe people to girls from the land of Moab Ruth and Orpah. Mahlon and Chilion also died in the land of Moab. they  had a loss of joy in their life,see Ruth 1v 20. Naomi tells the people to call her Mara for the Lord had dealt bitterly with her. There is no telling what disobeying God will led to. Moab had left Naomi poorer than ever. This is very true of sin see Luke 15 . Naomi was in the land of Moab for 10 years before she heard of the blessing God had sent to his people in the land of Bethlehem. This was a message of mercy a word from God to change the direction of her life. She made a personal decision, a prompt decision and a proper decision. For her to have stayed in the land of Moab was only to have increased her grief. When she deiced to go back she made the right decison. Ruth 1 v5 tells us Naomi was a desolate and lonely woman, but Ruth 1 v 6 that she arose with her daughters in law to return from the land of Moab for she had heard the Lord had visited his people in giving them bread. Naomi had been brought to the end of herself when she decide it was time to return. God had been merciful to his people once more.Naomi heard of Gods mercy and thought on His mercy. God's mercy is never exhausted as far as his people are concerned. Naomi must have thought on all the good times she had before they left for the land of Moab. the decision to return for Naomi must have been a very hard one. ( this is the path that every backslider must take : see Hosea ch 14 in regard to the mercy of God and the responsibility of the backslider). Naomi had to humble herself to return, also to confess that she had been wrong. There had to be a cutting of ties. Returning to Bethlehem meant turning away from Moab. This is repentance Hosea 14 v 1-3.  Naomi belived that was the most important part of her return. The message of what God was doing was short but Naomi had faith and it was strong. She stepped out believing what she had heard about God. Faith - even small faith is rewarded by God. Naomi returned at the beginning of the barley harvest. It meant that she could enjoy all that God had given to his people. This was a new beginning for Naomi as the land was bursting with life. Bethlehem was once more the house of bread. Naomi's return not only affected her life but also the life of Orpah and Ruth. Orpah must stand as a false professor but Ruth displays all the marks of a truly converted individual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-469578547663252835?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/469578547663252835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/correspondence-course.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/469578547663252835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/469578547663252835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/09/correspondence-course.html' title='Correspondence Course'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-8185190357414004792</id><published>2009-08-31T13:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T13:09:40.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to let all my friends know that I have signed up to do the 3 year bible course on bible characters. The 1st year is on the life of David. It starts in September. Your thoughts on this are most welcome. Also any web sites where I can get info on David.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-8185190357414004792?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8185190357414004792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/08/bible-course.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8185190357414004792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8185190357414004792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/08/bible-course.html' title='Bible course'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-1996403625072791992</id><published>2009-07-27T13:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:37:14.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>Hi to all my dear blog friends. Please could I ask you to pray again for me at this time. My MS is relapsing and I am back on steroids. They don't seem to be working thought. Also it is now affecting my vision. Spent about 4 hours in A&amp;amp;E on friday evening but they said they could not do anything for me because there was no neurologist on over the weekend. For me to contact my own GP this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-1996403625072791992?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1996403625072791992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayer-requests.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1996403625072791992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1996403625072791992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-7446677663234383091</id><published>2009-07-19T19:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:13:46.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When times are hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when the world comes crashing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And chaos rules my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I turn my heart to you, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And pure, sweet peace I find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You lift me out of trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You comfort me in pain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You nourish, heal and cleanse me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Like cool, refreshing rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In times of joy and bliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When things are going right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You lift me even higher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And fill me with delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You listen to my prayers;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You hear my every plea;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I’m safe because I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You’re always there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-7446677663234383091?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7446677663234383091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-times-are-hard-when-world-comes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7446677663234383091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7446677663234383091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-times-are-hard-when-world-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-248696242255505662</id><published>2009-07-02T13:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:09:56.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just wanted to say hello to all my good blog friends. I have not been around much over the last few weeks, as I have started my treatment for my MS. At this time i have not really had any bad side effects. please pray that God will help me through all of this. Also that he will show me his will for my life. Love and prayers to you all. 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Here are some photos off the mess they made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUhn2I9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/E0StLfz4jnI/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337835735870743506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUhn2I9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/E0StLfz4jnI/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The grass after the cows had walked through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUfG5oAI/AAAAAAAAAII/-lVeAjrDWnk/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337835735195688962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUfG5oAI/AAAAAAAAAII/-lVeAjrDWnk/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUO8R0bI/AAAAAAAAAIA/q_aW2GtNgNw/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337835730856169906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUO8R0bI/AAAAAAAAAIA/q_aW2GtNgNw/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNTxDE-gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pi5y_vWi15Q/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337835722831624706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNTxDE-gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pi5y_vWi15Q/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vistor for the morning, only they wrecked the patio set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got up last Friday morning to find around 10 cows in our front garden. Have a look at some of the mess they made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/471755745404440767-658548063806671290?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/658548063806671290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/cows-in-our-garden.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/658548063806671290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/658548063806671290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/cows-in-our-garden.html' title='Cows in our garden.'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPNUhn2I9I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/E0StLfz4jnI/s72-c/hen+night+%26+cows+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-3040019385802728062</id><published>2009-05-20T09:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:19:26.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hen Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337832376700336402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPKQ_vNeRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/VN2476eibZk/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bridesmaid, Lesley's sister Jennifer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI-Am_-lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/23yOhbQfMY4/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337830951005190738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI-Am_-lI/AAAAAAAAAHo/23yOhbQfMY4/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bride to be with her mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI99capXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lnAQ76c07Gs/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337830950155494770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI99capXI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lnAQ76c07Gs/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI9pMULSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bHvXYQKCkHk/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337830944719252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI9pMULSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/bHvXYQKCkHk/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum, Lesley and myself being bunny rabbits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI9cqTmXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WbegS1n53jg/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337830941355383154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI9cqTmXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/WbegS1n53jg/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI83_CHuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/md0Hf7Kju4M/s1600-h/hen+night+%26+cows+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337830931510206178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPI83_CHuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/md0Hf7Kju4M/s320/hen+night+%26+cows+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I looking silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-3040019385802728062?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3040019385802728062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/hen-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3040019385802728062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3040019385802728062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/hen-night.html' title='Hen Night'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/ShPKQ_vNeRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/VN2476eibZk/s72-c/hen+night+%26+cows+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-2845004855529333418</id><published>2009-05-05T15:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:35:16.989+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to say a great big thank you to my great Godly friend Melissa for doing my new header and for putting it up for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-2845004855529333418?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2845004855529333418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2845004855529333418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2845004855529333418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-3173737278328235898</id><published>2009-05-05T13:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:04:11.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be assured, if you walk with Him and look to Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and expect help from Him, He will never fail you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;George Mueller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never built a Christian strong enough to carry today's duties and tomorrow's anxieties piled on top of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theodore Ledyard Cuyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God understands our prayers even when we can't find the words to say them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live as though Christ died yesterday, rose from the grave today, and is coming back tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theodore Epp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-3173737278328235898?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3173737278328235898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/famous-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3173737278328235898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3173737278328235898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/famous-quotes.html' title='Famous Quotes'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-2062587210076562369</id><published>2009-05-05T13:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T13:35:08.201+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I look towards the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and ask God why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why is life this way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Did we choose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or did we loose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why are we here today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; For what purpose am I here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is the end coming near?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;these questions I ask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Will you answer me soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that I will know by noon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;how to finish your willing task?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; When will I know what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't even have a clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if I don't succeed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Will you discard me in a pile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;,or tell me I went down in style,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or will you give me what I need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; We all want something we desire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and all we are sinners and liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.Tell me why you love us so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Why do you love us,through all of our fuss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know how, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I do not know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please guide us in our direction,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and fill us with your love and affection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For all we need is love, guidance, and care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and that will get us anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-2062587210076562369?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-1100396718056629443</id><published>2009-05-03T17:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:58:27.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3MjISEVJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1qCWb9KdzDY/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642437767287954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3MjISEVJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1qCWb9KdzDY/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at me! I am so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3Mi5W8pgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LWmHdZYydr0/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642433761224194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3Mi5W8pgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/LWmHdZYydr0/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teddy on are garden swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331642428673857586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3MimaBmDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/SjfZ1QYT2dY/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-1100396718056629443?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1100396718056629443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1100396718056629443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1100396718056629443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/Sf3MjISEVJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1qCWb9KdzDY/s72-c/bossy+boots+and+teddy+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-4760778515330068713</id><published>2009-04-28T10:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:48:36.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MS</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to let you all know that this MS week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the MS Society website to find out more. &lt;a href="http://www.mssociety.org.uk/"&gt;www.mssociety.org.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-4760778515330068713?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4760778515330068713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/ms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4760778515330068713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4760778515330068713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/ms.html' title='MS'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-6801144394624417793</id><published>2009-04-24T14:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:02:20.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To my sweet friends I hope you are doing well &amp;amp; having a great week:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I lay my worries before you and ask for your mighty intervention to show me what's right when I can only see what's wrong.  I am determined to see the good, so help me not to be blinded by my own fears, doubts, wants, and preconceived ideas.  I ask you to reveal to me your truth in every situation.  Bless me with the ability to understand the bigger picture and to distinguish the valuable from the unimportant.  When something seems to go wrong, help me not to jump to negative conclusions.  Enable me to recognize the answers to my own prayers.  I trust you to help me see the light in every situation in Jesus name Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to his purpose.  Romans 8:28&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-6801144394624417793?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6801144394624417793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6801144394624417793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6801144394624417793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-8986054985237501607</id><published>2009-04-23T13:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:08:37.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was sent this short Bible Study this morning and thought I would share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.&lt;br /&gt;PHILLIPPIANS 4 V 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dear Ruth,&lt;br /&gt;I ask you wouldn't it be wonderful not to have any worries at all! That is hard to imagine isn't it, for it seems like worry ispart of this life. The part of life that causes us to lose sleep, damages our health, controls our thoughts, and causes us to lose faith in God. Jesus Christ asked; "WHO OF YOU BY WORRYING CAN ADD A SINGLE HOUR TO HIS LIFE?" (MATTHEW 6:27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is simple, no one! Jesus also said; "DO NOT WORRY ABOUT TOMORROW, FOR TOMORROW WILL WORRY ABOUT ITSELF." (MATTHEW 6:34).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not turn your worries into prayers, after all God promises to supply all of our needs anyway! Therefore there is also an added benefit when we turn our worries into prayers, for God also promises us that; WHEN YOU LIE DOWN, YOU WILL NOT BE AFRAID: WHEN YOU LIE DOWN YOUR SLEEP WILL BE SWEET. (PROVERBS 3:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Therefore Ruth, turn your worries into prayers andyou will have sweet dreams, instead of sleepless nights! Alsothen you may even start to count your blessings instead ofsheep as well! Amen.&lt;br /&gt;All My Love &amp;amp; Prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-8986054985237501607?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8986054985237501607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-sent-this-short-bible-study-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8986054985237501607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8986054985237501607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/was-sent-this-short-bible-study-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-4598658694729711095</id><published>2009-04-21T13:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:14:06.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I got home from hospital after tea time yesterday. The neurologist saw me and confirmed that I do have MS. Not sure how to take all this, it is going to make a big change to my life and the rest of my family. Just feeling really numb today and also very scared. Please you you pray for me and my family over this hard time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-4598658694729711095?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4598658694729711095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4598658694729711095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4598658694729711095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-6481783449311751647</id><published>2009-04-18T14:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:38:05.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hospital</title><content type='html'>Hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for all your prayers. as you know i have been in hospital from last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; evening. The doctor came round yesterday and told me that i do have MS. They have let me out today to come home for a few hours, but have to go back after tea time. I hope to get out on Monday after i see the neurologist . Then i should know how they are going to treat this and what it is going to mean in change in the way i live. Please would you continue to pray for me at this hard time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-6481783449311751647?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/6481783449311751647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/hospital.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6481783449311751647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/6481783449311751647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/hospital.html' title='hospital'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-8317138899551522117</id><published>2009-04-06T13:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:24:09.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi there my dear blog friends, please could I ask you all for your prayers.  As you know I am at home all day every day. I feel that I should be doing something for the lord, so I am considering doing a correspondence course  at bible college. It would be on bible characters, starting with the life of David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-8317138899551522117?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8317138899551522117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/prayer.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8317138899551522117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8317138899551522117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/04/prayer.html' title='Prayer'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-3140729066216972147</id><published>2009-03-18T13:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:17:42.186Z</updated><title type='text'>When your feeling low</title><content type='html'>This is a poem that A friend Donna from church wrote for me. Thought it would be nice to share this with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When your in despair and feeling low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There is one to whom you can go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;When sickness comes and your feeling unwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;We have a friend to who our troubles we can tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;With him we have nothing to fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;He will be there to catch each falling tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;So if in him we all things confide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;In his arms everlasting we can safely hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say thank you Donna for this Poem. It has been a real help to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-3140729066216972147?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3140729066216972147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-your-feeling-low.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3140729066216972147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3140729066216972147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-your-feeling-low.html' title='When your feeling low'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-7012899686550731380</id><published>2009-03-11T14:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:22:11.619Z</updated><title type='text'>Another update</title><content type='html'>I was back at the hospital on Monday to see the neurologist. They have got the results of the tests back, they say that the spinal fluid had some abnormalities in it. But they are still not sure what is causing it. So the took more blood tests. I have to go back and see him gain in about 3 months. Am still seeing the physiotherapist once a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-7012899686550731380?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7012899686550731380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update_11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7012899686550731380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7012899686550731380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update_11.html' title='Another update'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-7384406492581210863</id><published>2009-03-07T20:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:18:43.514Z</updated><title type='text'>Another update</title><content type='html'>Hi all, Just to let you all know that I have to go back to the hospital on Monday to see the neurologist again. Saw the physio the other week and she has me walking on a stick when I am in the house. Please pray that all the test are back when I go on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-7384406492581210863?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7384406492581210863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7384406492581210863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7384406492581210863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-update.html' title='Another update'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-337431628468760555</id><published>2009-03-04T16:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T16:42:32.623Z</updated><title type='text'>God Said No</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God Said NO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I asked God to take away my habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It is not for me to take away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but for you to give it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;His spirit is whole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;his body is only temporary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I asked God to grant me patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God said, No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Patience is a byproduct of tribulations; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it isn't granted, it is learned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked God to give me happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I give you blessings; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happiness is up to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked God to spare me pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and brings you closer to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked God to make my spirit grow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You must grow on your own, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but I will prune you to make you fruitful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God said, No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will give you life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so that you may enjoy all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I asked God to help me LOVE others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as much as He loves me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God said...Ahhhh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; finally you have the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-337431628468760555?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/337431628468760555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-said-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/337431628468760555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/337431628468760555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-said-no.html' title='God Said No'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-4146149195075754160</id><published>2009-03-03T14:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:44:08.225Z</updated><title type='text'>Unshakable Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unshakable Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scripture: Jeremiah 29:11-13, Romans 8:28, Philippians 4:5-7 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Lord has only good plans in store for your life. When satan tells you to worry, God has the opposite in mind. He wants you to trust him and to experience His peace on a daily basis.  How do we gain and retain the true peace of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Recognize your dependence is on God. Take responsibility for your actions, but let God have the reins to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2. Pray. The enemy cannot defeat you when you are on your spiritual knees before God in prayer. This is the true pathway to unshakable peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3. Trust God, when thoughts of fear invade your mind. Tell the Lord what you are feeling and claim His presence as your protection and shelter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Focus only on God. Don't cling to negative thoughts. Set the focus of your heart on God and His possibilities. You can live life to the fullest because Christ is alive in you and all things are under His feet. He is in control. He is on the throne. Nothing escapes His notice. That's something we can rest in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-4146149195075754160?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4146149195075754160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/unshakable-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4146149195075754160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4146149195075754160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/03/unshakable-peace.html' title='Unshakable Peace'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-3724849129530095642</id><published>2009-02-23T12:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:52:56.086Z</updated><title type='text'>GOD DOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;God Does &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When you feel unlovable, unworthy, and unclean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when you think that no one can heal you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Remember, Friend, God Can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When you think that you are unforgivable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for your guilt and your shame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Remember, Friend, God Can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When you think that all is hidden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and no one can see within, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Remember, Friend, God Can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And when you have reached the bottom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And you think that no one can hear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Remember, my dear friend, God Can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And when you think that no one can love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the real person deep inside of you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Remember, my dear friend, God Does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-3724849129530095642?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/3724849129530095642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3724849129530095642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/3724849129530095642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-does.html' title='GOD DOES'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-2733495277071687376</id><published>2009-02-20T12:53:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:38:19.657Z</updated><title type='text'>photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for not putting these on when I said I would, but the internet ws down on my laptop. Was at the hospital on Monday to see the neurologist. He still did not have all my test results back. So I have to go again on Monday 9th March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Photos of the Church Dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71ivhbTeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Wf1Cf2L5BI/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304947388310048226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71ivhbTeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Wf1Cf2L5BI/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Stripp Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304947382551592946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71iaEgP_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/mngcYU_SsNY/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Jill doing the games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71iS-WaWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z9ymlL7wZls/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304947380646734178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71iS-WaWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z9ymlL7wZls/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71iDjp3EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OUsUzhIVPkc/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304947376508230722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71iDjp3EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/OUsUzhIVPkc/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71h98io2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/j5EF6_VL2Fw/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304947375002002274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71h98io2I/AAAAAAAAAEE/j5EF6_VL2Fw/s200/bossy+boots+and+teddy+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossy boots and Teddy in the snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ6tt1bEXoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FPPpeQibArk/s1600-h/bossy+boots+and+teddy+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304868414035353218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ6tt1bEXoI/AAAAAAAAAD0/FPPpeQibArk/s400/bossy+boots+and+teddy+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby Teddy with mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304868409404370562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ6ttkK9LoI/AAAAAAAAADs/KP4K3uDBhI4/s400/bossy+boots+and+teddy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-2733495277071687376?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2733495277071687376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/photos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2733495277071687376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2733495277071687376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/photos.html' title='photos'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SZ71ivhbTeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3Wf1Cf2L5BI/s72-c/bossy+boots+and+teddy+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-5962263675792789773</id><published>2009-02-15T17:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:15:45.807Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just wanted to say hello to all my blog land friends. have not posted for a few days. Am going to see the neurologist tomorrow, will post again tomorrow to say how it went. Also will put on some more picture of Teddy and our church dinner we had last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-5962263675792789773?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/5962263675792789773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-wanted-to-say-hello-to-all-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/5962263675792789773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/5962263675792789773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-wanted-to-say-hello-to-all-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-2894502129837882596</id><published>2009-02-01T18:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:54:47.986Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXum5XYZgI/AAAAAAAAADk/ip7pG4Tb2J8/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297902888672585218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXum5XYZgI/AAAAAAAAADk/ip7pG4Tb2J8/s400/Bossy+Boots+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday we went to the animal shelter and got a little puppy. This is him with Bossy boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumy_t4rI/AAAAAAAAADc/9BSnG83WqB4/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297902886962717362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumy_t4rI/AAAAAAAAADc/9BSnG83WqB4/s400/Bossy+Boots+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside having fun on his lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumXRiaBI/AAAAAAAAADU/k-1kkRJdVvw/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297902879521269778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumXRiaBI/AAAAAAAAADU/k-1kkRJdVvw/s400/Bossy+Boots+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Resting with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumfz1LjI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ul4QWqQ5TmI/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297902881812590130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXumfz1LjI/AAAAAAAAADM/Ul4QWqQ5TmI/s400/Bossy+Boots+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have called our puppy Teddy. He had just been dumped at the side of the road because the people that owned him must not have wanted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-2894502129837882596?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/2894502129837882596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-we-went-to-animal-shelter-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2894502129837882596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/2894502129837882596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-we-went-to-animal-shelter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SYXum5XYZgI/AAAAAAAAADk/ip7pG4Tb2J8/s72-c/Bossy+Boots+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-36601909649788639</id><published>2009-01-26T18:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:17:31.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Jelly bean prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red is for the blood He gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; is for the grass He made.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SX4aQtezdiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nU2C4VZnuuk/s1600-h/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295699086223308322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SX4aQtezdiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nU2C4VZnuuk/s400/images%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; is for the sun so bright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; is for the the edge of night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black is for the sins we made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;White &lt;/span&gt;is for the grace He gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; is for His hour of sorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt; is for our new tommorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A jar of Jelly Beans so colorful and sweet;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is a prayer, is a promise,is a loved one's treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-36601909649788639?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/36601909649788639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/jelly-bean-prayer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/36601909649788639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/36601909649788639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/jelly-bean-prayer.html' title='Jelly bean prayer'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SX4aQtezdiI/AAAAAAAAAC8/nU2C4VZnuuk/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-331169904055741637</id><published>2009-01-24T19:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:34:53.860Z</updated><title type='text'>Update on my condition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I saw the physiotherapist yesterday afternoon. she gave me some exercises to do. To help to strengthen my legs. I am going back to see her next week at the gym in the hospital. Also I have got a very small amount of feeling back in my upper legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please pray that I make more progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-331169904055741637?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/331169904055741637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-my-condition.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/331169904055741637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/331169904055741637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-on-my-condition.html' title='Update on my condition'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-7288836842027674162</id><published>2009-01-21T11:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T12:25:16.959Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christian Alphabet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; lthough things are not perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;ecause of trial or pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ontinue in thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt; o not begin to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; ven when the times are hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; ierce winds are bound to blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt; od is forever able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt; old on to what you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; magine life without His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt; oy would cease to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt; eep thanking Him for all the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; ove imparts to thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt; ove out of "Camp Complaining"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; o weapon that is known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; n earth can yield the power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt; raise can do alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt; uit looking at the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt; edeem the time at hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; tart every day with worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; o "thank" is a command&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt; ntil we see Him coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt; ictorious in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt; e'll run the race with gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X &lt;/strong&gt;alting God most high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt; es, there will be good times and yes some will be bad, but....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt; ion waits in glory......where none is ever sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-7288836842027674162?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7288836842027674162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christian-alphabet-lthough-things-are.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7288836842027674162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7288836842027674162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/christian-alphabet-lthough-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-1012876400327652341</id><published>2009-01-18T15:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:57:49.607Z</updated><title type='text'>Biscuit Tin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SXNSw-XatRI/AAAAAAAAACc/gIM9-Rk_Uiw/s1600-h/Enamel%2520Cream%2520Biscuit%2520Tin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292664988418880786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SXNSw-XatRI/AAAAAAAAACc/gIM9-Rk_Uiw/s400/Enamel%2520Cream%2520Biscuit%2520Tin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There has been a big bust up in the biscuit tin. A bandit called Rocky who was crackers hit a penguin over the head with a club, tied him to a wagon wheel with a blue ribbion, kidnapped a trophy and made his breakaway in a taxi. The police say rock was last seen just after eight by a viscount from maryland hobnobbing a ginger nut. Unfortunately they have not got a crumb of evidence!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you seen an of these biscuits?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-1012876400327652341?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/1012876400327652341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/biscuit-tin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1012876400327652341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/1012876400327652341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/biscuit-tin.html' title='Biscuit Tin'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SXNSw-XatRI/AAAAAAAAACc/gIM9-Rk_Uiw/s72-c/Enamel%2520Cream%2520Biscuit%2520Tin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-4167480546498064530</id><published>2009-01-16T12:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:51:44.033Z</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>Please could you pray for me as I have Transverse Myelitis, Which means I have Inflamation on my spinal cord. I have no feeling from my waist down. &lt;a href="http://www.myelitis.org/"&gt;http://www.myelitis.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to share your prayer requests with me and I will pray for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-4167480546498064530?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/4167480546498064530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-requests.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4167480546498064530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/4167480546498064530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-350269531241901036</id><published>2009-01-14T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:52:06.591Z</updated><title type='text'>When Things Get Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong and don't give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, there is a deeper&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strengh and an amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abundance of peace available to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Draw from this well;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call on your faith to uphold you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will make it through this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and find joy in life again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong, and don't give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're going to make it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my love and prayers are with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-350269531241901036?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/350269531241901036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-things-get-hard.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/350269531241901036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/350269531241901036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-things-get-hard.html' title='When Things Get Hard'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-2065085311550675529</id><published>2009-01-13T17:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:25:52.012Z</updated><title type='text'>Bossy Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzScELl35I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xp5Lrl2gMkw/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290835041854021522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzScELl35I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Xp5Lrl2gMkw/s400/Bossy+Boots+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzSb87gZLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N9k0V-F30ow/s1600-h/Bossy+Boots+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290835039907505330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzSb87gZLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/N9k0V-F30ow/s400/Bossy+Boots+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my dog Bossy Boots doing what he does best. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLEEPING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-2065085311550675529?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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friend like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-8864787947210318703?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/8864787947210318703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-friend.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8864787947210318703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/8864787947210318703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-friend.html' title='A Special Friend'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-7532815759003668649</id><published>2009-01-11T19:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:48:55.585Z</updated><title type='text'>Ballygowan Free Prebyterian Motto Text</title><content type='html'>Ballygowan Free Prebyterian Church Motto Text for 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Chronicles 7 v 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sins, and will heal their land&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1859 - 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;150th Anniversary of Revial in Ulster&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-7532815759003668649?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/7532815759003668649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/ballygowan-free-prebyterian-motto-text.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7532815759003668649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/7532815759003668649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/ballygowan-free-prebyterian-motto-text.html' title='Ballygowan Free Prebyterian Motto Text'/><author><name>Ruth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15807376446951881477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_74ch2d2F_mY/SWzPBijqZtI/AAAAAAAAAAg/AkB0NHrjXUA/S220/Bossy+Boots+004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-471755745404440767.post-23917794788905372</id><published>2009-01-10T17:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:57:43.108Z</updated><title type='text'>1st Post on my blog</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share some of my favorite Bible verses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Timothy 1 v 12&lt;br /&gt;For the which cause I also suffer these things: nevertheless I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him against that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3 v 16&amp;amp; 17&lt;br /&gt;For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten son, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; whosoever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believeth&lt;/span&gt; in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. 17 For God sent not his son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27 v1&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel very to post your favourite verse or verses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/471755745404440767-23917794788905372?l=ruthjackson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/feeds/23917794788905372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-post-on-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/23917794788905372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/471755745404440767/posts/default/23917794788905372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ruthjackson.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-post-on-my-blog.html' title='1st Post 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