<?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-24119515</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:21:27.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Levites: A Company of  Worshipers</title><subtitle type='html'>We are the young sevants of God!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-116272845509086511</id><published>2006-11-05T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T04:11:14.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy and prospreous week!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/jaychel.jpg" height="100" width="50"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/mariz.jpg" height="100" width="50"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/11.jpg" height="100" width="50"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/faith.jpg" height="100" width="50"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/marjorie.jpg" height="100" width="50"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(feom left)&lt;b&gt;jaychel,mariz,me,faith,marjorie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is a happy and prosperous week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaso sa work,, mag isa nalang akong pumapasok kc yung 2 kong ksama may dapat na asikasuhin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well dats lyf!!! hapipa rin..... nitong friday naanyayahan akoh sa isang gawain ni Lord para kumantah.... akoh pa ang naglead.... mejo namamalat pa ngah akoh nun,eh....perosalamat sa Lord at cnamahan Niya kami ni sis. anita..... tagumpay ang gawain ni Lord!!!!HalleluiaH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung saturday.... well,morning xempreh nasa work akoh... nung 12:00 na ng tanghali, umuwi na koh ng haus kc kelangan ko pang magprepare ng gamit koh para sa malaking gawain ni Lord..... ayun pagdating koh ng haus, dami ko pang inackaso kayah yun,,, na l8 akoh.....&lt;br /&gt;hay, pero nakasayaw pa rin akoh.....Praise the Lord.... laking pasalamat ko rin kay Lord at sinamahan Niya akoh sa isang bagay na pinag pray koh sa Kanyah.... at answered prayer akoh ng dahil sa pagsama ni Lord sakin,,, kayah Lord, thank You powh sa sign and pag sama Niyo sakin....alm koh naman pong di Niyo koh pababayaan,eh...&lt;br /&gt;Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, praktis nanaman ng banda 4 this upcoming concert......&lt;br /&gt;back to basic and proper exercise munah sa cmulah cared by sis. anita....&lt;br /&gt;then pagtapos nun deretso kamih sa bagong haus nilah tito bertat dun kamih nagpraktis together with the band.... namaos ngah powh koh kc ang lakas ng drums.. (walah kcng mike) hehe... kayah habang kumakantah akoh sumesenyas naman akoh sa drumer...(d kc nia kabisado yung palo ng song....wel.... to God be the highest glory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray koh na nawa, mag tuloy2 na to.....&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-116272845509086511?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/116272845509086511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=116272845509086511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116272845509086511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116272845509086511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-and-prospreous-week.html' title='A happy and prospreous week!!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/The%20Servants/th_jaychel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-116212895692249125</id><published>2006-10-29T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T04:09:17.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>another week again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano bang bago???? wala naman maxado peo gmaganda na yung samahan ng mga youth d2 sa area namin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my banda na kami..... and im proud of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina lang ay nag audition na para sa mga choir... praise the Lord at unti2ng tinutupad ni Lord yung prayer request koh..... wala talagang impossible sa Diyos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRUMS-george,liberato,nero&lt;br /&gt;GUITARS-jb,beth2&lt;br /&gt;ORGAN-joy,jb,beth2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konte palang yan at yan ay madadagdagan pa dahil hndi pa nabibigo ang Ditos sa lahat ng bagay......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, palaguin Niyo pas po kaming lahat......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank You powh sa Inyong kabutihan at habag Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;a blessed hapi bday to my tol irish!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-116212895692249125?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/116212895692249125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=116212895692249125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116212895692249125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116212895692249125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/10/again.html' title='&lt;&lt;&lt;again'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-116157786168361732</id><published>2006-10-22T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:31:01.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another week!!!</title><content type='html'>hello barangay, hello phillipines and hello world!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakabless ang week na e2!!!&lt;br /&gt; bakit???&lt;br /&gt;hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang-una napatawad na akoh ni ateh mai dahil sa pagsusplada ko sa kanya nung last2 sat.....&lt;br /&gt;"ateh mai peace napowh tau,ha!!!! hehe luv u ateh!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;thank you narin kay mahal koh!!! naging susi kc xa para magkasundo ulit kami ni ateh mai.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday--&gt;&gt; sked q powh un ng gwain sa pasay(san roque chapter)...&lt;br /&gt;pagtapos naming magdance bigla akong tinawag ng pianista namin (c kua rene)....&lt;br /&gt;iniinvite akoh na umatend sa aniversary ng villamor airbase (pasay, friday)....&lt;br /&gt;gulat akoh kc my mga ageo dun na ngdadance and ung mga youth doon ay ageo ang nag2ro.... nakuh!! savi koh chance koh na 2 para maging close ang mga ageo kaso nahihiya akoh sa kanilah...... savi ni kua rene "sabi ng coordiantor doon turuan mo daw ang mga youth doon..." hay,,, akoh lang mag-isa makakapunta... tapos yung line up pa nilah puro bago sa pandinig koh..... kayah buong magdamag akong nag isip ng mga steps and patterns na pdeng gamitin... hanggang thursday yun, hanggang work un....&lt;br /&gt;friday--&gt;&gt;  hayYyY... nal8 akoh sa work.... haha..... at habang nagwo2rk isip akoh ng isip sa mga gagawin koh.... 12:00 noon nag out na koh at pumuntah na q ng villamor....im so excited hindi koh alam kung bakit... kakaibang spirit ang nararamdaman koh!!! pagdating koh dun sa venue mga workers lang ang mga nakita koh na naglilinis.... walang mga youth.... at binubulungan akoh ng Holy Spirit na umupo sa isah sa mga upuan di koh alam kung bakit.... ang galing2 talaga ni Lord!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nung pag-upo koh dun bigla akong kinausap akoh ng isa sa mga workers at tinanong "bro, aatend kb mmyah?"sabi koh naman "dancer powh akoh.. akohh yung mag22ro sa mga bata".... Halleluiah!!! at sinamahan akoh ng sister na un sa bahay ng mga bata.... wow talagah!!!! buti nalang umupo akoh doon sa upuan dahil kung hindi,, maghihintay lang akoh sa walah!!!! Praise God talaga!!!!! nung na meet koh na ung mga bata,, nAPabilib nilah akoh dahil nagkaroon silah ng initiative na gmwa ng pattern... clah palah yung nararamdaman kong kakaibang spirito...... yung desire niloah napakalakas!!! damang dama koh ung init nila sa paglilingkod sa Diyos!!!&lt;br /&gt;i've enjoyed being with them and sisikapin kong malakad yung mga kelangan nilah para 2loy2 ang paglilingkod nilah..... 'Lord, pls lead sa lahat ng mga gagawin koh!!!'&lt;br /&gt;miz koh na ngah silah,eh....!!!!! 'para sa mga kapatid koh jan sa villamor, mahal koh kau!!!&lt;br /&gt;sat--&gt;&gt;tagumpay ang gawain xempreh... c Lord pah!!! peo akoh di koh alm kung bakit di  akoh pinapancn ni kua elmer... aloop xa saken..... hindi koh alm kung bakit.... nawa magkausap kaming maaus!!!! hugard akoh nung araw na yan... dami kcng gnwa,eh.... alm mo naman ang mga artistahin laging busy..... hahaha!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday--&gt;&gt; bumubuo na kami ng band!!!! at buo na ngah!!! praise the Lord!!!!!......&lt;br /&gt;dami kong kinanta... hehehe... unti2 nang cnasgot ni Lord ung mga prayers namin!!! praise the Lord tlagah!!! dun sa mga nakiisa sa panalangin maraming salamat at pagpalain lalo kau ng poong may Kapal!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawa laging may sindi ang Spirito naming taglay... hindi lang sa chapter namin kundi sa lahat ng taong naglilingkod sa kataastaasang Diyos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to God be the highest Glory!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-116157786168361732?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/116157786168361732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=116157786168361732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116157786168361732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116157786168361732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-week.html' title='another week!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-116091622591422583</id><published>2006-10-15T05:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:32:06.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>******here i go again******</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;what a week this is&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;nung monday powh+++++&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diocesan yun and sobrang hussell kc mula umaga paikot-ikot akoh..... ginawa koh kc yung mga tambourine ng mga kasama koh.. di na ngah koh nakapagwork,eh....hay....&lt;br /&gt; grabe pagmamahal koh sa kanlah... tapos nung 4 na ng hapon may susunduin pa kong 2 girls.....hindi kc nila alam yung papunta dun sa venue (sa mandaluyong gym...)&lt;br /&gt;nakakawalah ng pagod kc yung 2 cnundo koh, takot palah sa bangka... haha... kantsaw 2loy yung inabot nila saken....hehe... nung nandun na kmi sa venue, ayos naman.... tagumpay c Lord... pati yung enthronement namin.... thank you Lord!!!! infareness bgo kmi sumayaw sa praise and worship bago ng healing message cnubukan pa ang damdamin ng mga dancer dahil napagsabihan kami ng isang may hawak samin.. wow,ha!!!! c sis mean....  pagtapos nun ng mga cnabi nia, daming nsaktan... tama naman powh yung mga cnabi nia peo sa paraan na masasaktan kami....wow,ha!!!! buti nalang hindi tmagal yung galit akoh at naiyak koh agad!!! tagumpay c Lord sa bawat isah samin.. to God be ther highest glory!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;tuesday and wednesday+++++&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung tuesday walah namang maxadong pangyayari... aun bahay work lang at pagdating ng wednesday!!!! ganun din. peo nung umatend akoh ng gawain nung kinagabihan, di kami nakasayaw kc natrapik akoh... hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;thursday+++++&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmmm... anoh bang nangyari???? house work lang atah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;friday+++++&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganun din.... peo maaga kami pinauwi ng amo namin ( c tito resty) at pagakauwi namin pumuntah pa kamih ng gawain dun sa mismong house nilah tito bert (sa simangan family)... daming nareveal ang Holy Spirit nung mga time na yun.... haha.. buti pa ang mga ipis at ibang insekto nakakain ng salita ng Diyos sa pamamagitan ng Bibliya...haha... nung pag-uwi namin,,, may ngtx kay levi na "lev pntah kah naman d2 patay na kapatid koh c ian".... nabiglah kami kc hindi nagpakilala yung txter... hmmmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;saturday++++ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araw ng pagsamba at mahaba haba ang pahinga namin dahil walah kaming pasok sa umaga.....nung sumabay akoh kay levi cnabi nia saken na c kaye na ksamahan din namin d2 sa makati ang namatayan at yung kapatid nia na c ian ang namatay dahil sa  dengue....grabe, parang kelan lang.... wel, tagumpay ang gawain ni Lord!! at answered parayer nanaman akoh.... Lord maraming salamat powh... nung uwian kc biglang nagpaalam c....... xah!!! at paguwi namin ay dumaan muna kami dun sa patay at nakiramay.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;sunday+++++ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun nagkaroon kamih ng activities dun sa meeting place naming mga youth.. at maraming nagbalik na mga kasamahan namin at marami din ang mga dumagdag.....&lt;br /&gt;grabe talaga mag pala c Lord...... at maaga kami natapos at pinuntahan ult namin yung kasamahan namin na namatayan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;*****Praise the Lord dahil bumalik ulit ang communication namin ni jackie koh******&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aral????&lt;br /&gt;if done something good for your self and to other people,,, you've also done something good to Jesus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next week guys!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-116091622591422583?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/116091622591422583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=116091622591422583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116091622591422583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116091622591422583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/10/here-i-go-again_15.html' title='******here i go again******'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-116032024278299430</id><published>2006-10-08T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:50:37.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A blessed week!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;What a Blessed Week&lt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... this is a blessed week!!!!&lt;br /&gt;promise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;MONDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ahmm,,, walah lang.... walah powh kasi kaming gawa sa work namin nung time na yun kc wala pang dinidiliver samin... so,ang ginawa ko, pumuntah nalang akoh ng work at nagstay nalang dun... nag stay lang akoh dun kc wala po akong ginagawa sa haws and nakakainip lang... naglibang nalang kami ni joy dun at hinintay namin na dumating sina levi at cris... hehe... walah lang po.... nag-aus lang akoh ng tambourine koh dun.. pinaganda ng konteh... tagal ko naring hindi nagagamit yun.... and gagamitin koh na yun simulah ngaun... kahit sa diocesan lang..... actually dun pa yun sa anak-anakan kong si xandra na pinapagamit niya sakin habang di pa sia sumasayaw.. miss ko na ngah yung anak kong yun,eh.... huhuhu.... pero oki lang kc alam ko naman pong nag-aaral yun ng mabuti,eh... then pagkatapos nun, nagpapaturo si joy kay levi ng sayaw, mga bandang 3:00 na po yun... biglah nalang gusto nang umuwi ni cris habang inaantok akoh at pinipilit matulog!!!! nabigla akoh dun kasi biglah nalang gustong umuwi... di naman ganun yun kc di nang-iiwan yun,eh.... nakiusap si levi na hanggang 4 o'clock nalang  kamih kaso nagpumilit at biglang umalis.... hmmm.... noh nanaman yan???? yun tuloy kaming 2 nalang ni levi ang umuwi... umuwi na kami ng 4 o'clock kasi papasok c joy ng ganung oras... den, nag-iisip kami kung san pupuntah... napag-isipan namin na dun munah kamih kilah tito bert... at dun an kami nagpaabot ng gabi at nagbible sharing kamih.... grabeh ang mga revelation... at inabutan  na kamih ng ulan... hihnitay namin huminto yun para makauwi......******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;TUESDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hmmmm.... wala lang din.... nung pag gising koh pumuntah nalang akoh dun sa work... kakainip sa haws,eh.... binilhan ko nalang si joy ng rim para dun sa tambourine nia......at praise the Lord at binigyan akoh ng gagawin ng tatay ni joy.... atlist may ginawah akoh at hindi nasayang ang araw....umuwi akoh ng 7********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;WEDNESDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hmmm... aun stay put sa bahay.... walang ginawa kundi matulog... pero!!!! umatend akoh ng gawain ng san roque sa pasay... yan ang isah sa mga covenant koh kay Lord.... pero!!!! walang mga dancer... akoh lang mag-isah.. pero naiintindihan koh kc alm kong may valueable reason silah..... so,,,, pinakantah nalang akoh ni kua hernan(gospel choir).... at kinuha koh yung line up na sasayawan namin sa diocesan assembly namin....*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;THURSDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ayun......stay put lang din sa haws.... walang ginawa kundi matulog nood t.v. lalo na caroons (yakitate ja-pan and yu-gi-oh!GX....hehe...)....at maaga din akong natulog.... maaga ngah bah??? hehe*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;FRIDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i can't stand it!!!!! di ko na nakayanan yung inip kayah after lunch naisipan  kong dalawin si levi. niyayah ko siyang pumunta kilah joy(sa work namin).... pagpuntah namin dun, minalas pa koh dahil nung su misilip kamih dun sa bahay nila joy, nalusoy yung isah kong paa sa kanal....nakuh buti nalang di akoh na-------.... BASTAH! ayun, bingyan kamih ni tito resty ng gagawin(buti nalang meron)....gabi na kamih nakauei kasi hinintay pa namin si joy na makauwi galing skul.... at kasamah nia pa yung 2 classm8 niah.... sus, yung isah si rio,,, xa palah yung katx m8 koh..... hmp! yung isah naman, dating sumali sa struckstruck pero hindi natanggap(si jena),,, hay pero malakas ang dating (crush koh ngah agad,eh!!!!) hehehe..... dun silah natulog kilah joy  kasi kinabukasan puntah silah ng eat baluga ay! esteh eat bulaga pala.... sori mga kapuso....*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;SATURDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e2....pagpasok ng work trabaho agad.... si joy2 natuloy silah ng eat bulaga.... and as the time pass,,, its time for us na pumuntah ng amvel business park..... pero bago yun pinaprint munah namin yung t-shirt namin ni levi ng ONE WAY! JESUS!.... hahaha ayt yun ang ginamit koh sa dance kasamah ng gold pants koh, ay, ni levi palah... hiram koh lang palah yun,, hehe..... tagumpay ang dance!!!! to God be the Glory!!!!******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;SUNDAY--&gt;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sunday!!! as in kaninah lang baleh,,, nagising akoh ng maaga and nagpray kay Lord na bigyan akoh ng higit sa sapat na strength sa lahat ng sakit(ng kalooban) na nagpapahinah saking pananampalataya.... napaiyak akoh habang ginagawa koh yun dahil nang hihinah akoh.... so,,, nireveal sakin ng Holy Spirit na lumabas akoh  at panamantalang umalis sa kinatutulugan koh at mag hanap ng lugar pwedeng makapagpalayo sakin sa mga isipin koh.. at ang naisip kong lugar ay kilah tito resty... aun, dun nalang akoh nagstay at nagapalipas oras... at pagdating ng after lunch,, pumuntah na kamih sa gatherings namin parah magpracktis... wooohooo.... late kamih hahaha..... akoh pa naman nagsabi na 12:00...... dumating kamih pass 1:00.....wel, naayos namin ang mga dapat ayusin.... masayah, and nung dumating na yung mga elders,,,, e2 na, e2 nah, e2 nah,, haha..... dubidubidu bidubidu.. haha.... nagkaroon kamih ng fellowship prayer.. as in "let the Spirit lead us"..... wow ibang klase ang nangyari nanaman.... iyakan to the max!!!!! nagkabati-bati, at nagkasundo-sundo.... lalo na kamih ni lovely na dating super close,, na naging hindi nagpapansinan na ngayon ay matibay na magakaibigan ulit... talagah c lovely oo.... parang wala naman kaming pinagsamahan ng kapatid niang c lani''''' hehe... joke lang poh..... mahal ko yan c lovely including the rest of yES_PMM...... nawa powh ay maging tuloy2 at dumami kaming lahat at maishare namin sa iba ang lahat ng nararanasan namin.... sa totoo lang, e2 ay isah sa mga prayer request koh at PRAISE THE LORD!!!! tagumpay!!!! nawa kmilos si Lord samin ng banayad at hindi nahahadlangan ng------ mismong mga sarili namin... gaunun din powh nawa sa iniong lahat!!!!!!!********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,,, that's it!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawa another inspiration nanaman ang naishare koh sa inyo kahit konteh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aral?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just believe that God has better plans 4 us all than what ever we are thinking.....&lt;br /&gt;(see jeriemiah 29:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e2 pa koh nagttype.... at patapos na... till next wek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its meh here,,,, signing off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tututututututututututut................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-116032024278299430?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/116032024278299430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=116032024278299430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116032024278299430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/116032024278299430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/10/blessed-week.html' title='A blessed week!!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115987738628413817</id><published>2006-10-03T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T07:05:50.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last week!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;wow&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung monday to wednesday parang walah lang yung days na un kc house work lang akoh,eh...ay!! nung wednesday palah nung umatend akoh ng Gawain ni Lord, niyaya akoh ni kua hernan (gospelcoir) na kumanta na rin akoh dun sa san roque chapter sa pasay...laking opportunity nanaman ang binigay sakin ni Lord....to God be the Glory...nung thursday ng umaga,, lakas ng rain... grabeh...!!!! di na ngah dapat akoh papasok ng work,eh... nilalamig akoh and ang sarap2 ma2log!!!&lt;br /&gt;nung pumasok akoh,, wow, lakas ng hangin talagah... pero tuloy parin ang work kahit na may bagyo..&lt;br /&gt;nang dumating ung afternoon, lalong lumakas ang bagyong milenyo,, pero kahit na malakas na un, ang sayah parin namin ni levi.. nakakatuwah kc,eh.. nag black-out pa ung electricity... hinampas ngah kami ni tita jo(asawa ng amo namin//mama ni joy..),eh...hehe.. kc kinakabahan na na siya sa lakas ng bagyo tapos para kaming bata na tuwang tuwa... hehe,,, (may aral dun,, gano man kalakas ang bagyo ng buhay,, dapat ay lagi kang nakangiti at hindi nag-aalala dahil pagkatapos ng matinding unos ay isang matinding kapayapasan ang kasunod.. at matatanaw mo ang bahagharin na tanda ng covenant satin ng Lord..)nung gabi na, binalak namin ni levi na umatend ng gawain ni Lord sa amorsolo.. hehe. bago yun umuwi muna kami para makapag palit ng damint dahil nabasa ung suot namin lalo na koh... huhuhu.. nakapantalon pa naman akoh...&lt;br /&gt;on the way home wow,,, grabeh ang dilim and wasak lahat nang puno!!! and nang pumuntah na kamih ng amorsolo, hahaha.. tapos na ang gawain,,, inagahan dahil sa bagyo..kayah umuwi nalang kamih..pero naisipan munah naming dumaan munah sa isah naming friend na nasah gawain rin at l8 na kamih nakauwi..haha partidah, bumabagyo at walang kuryenteh... friday... mejo di nah maxadong masamah ang panahon pero pa bugso2 pari ang rain at lakas ng hangin... at ako'y naguguluhan kung saang gawain akoh pu2ntah(kilah tito bert, sa guadalupe nuevo, oh sa pasay &lt;aniv&gt;)wel, nasagot nang dumating c christian doon sa pinapasukan namin... abah, kayah palah hindi xa pumasok ng ilang arw kc binangu2t... hmmm... pinalo cguro ni Lord... tapos, tinanong ko xah kung tuloy ba ung aniv sa kanilah.... at praise the Lord!!! dun akoh pinarating ni Lord.. kayah di akoh makapuntah dun kc di koh alm papnutah.... salamat kay Lord at ginamit Niya si chris... na2loy ang aniv at masayah kahit walang kuryenteh at gamit lang na ilawan ay gaserah at ang piano ay nakaconnect sa battery ng sasakyan.. at ang drumer??? haha,, gwapo at pasaway.. nagmamarunong.. siya kc ung pumalit kay kua hernan dahil may gawain din sa kabilang chapter... akoh un... haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord at may naakay pa kamih na dadaloh sa sunday gatherings ng yES_pmm...&lt;br /&gt;saturday-----&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; wow nanaman,,,, grabeh ang nangyari sa stage at ang bubungan ng backstage ay butas!!!! hay, ang 4mation ni momi ellen ay cnimulan ng l8 kayah akoh??? nagwalk out... patawarin akoh ni Lord.. ang praktis namin ay inabot na nang dilim.... kayah hindi maxadong maauz.... wel,, nagtagumpay parin c Lord kahit ganun ang nangyarih.....hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;Sunday---&gt;&gt;&gt; wow,,, tagumpay ang naging gatherings namin.. maraming salamat kay Lord... marami kaming dumating sa gatherings and nadagdagan ang mga akay ni Lord na magdadancer... and promise,, ung isah sa kanilah kamukang kamukah nung anak-anakan kong c xandrah.... hehe,,, xa yatah ung momi ni xandra,eh(hehe,, crush koh agad...)... rakistah e2 at kilos lalaki pero madali kong nakasundo. the way she smile,, hhmmm parehas ng anak namin ay esteh ni xandrah palah...haha.. un, naggrow na ang pmm... nawa patibayin ap lalo e2 ni Lord....!!!!!! i am blessed becoz of those happenings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wel.. that's that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;aral???===kahit ilan pang bagyong milenyoh ang dumating sating buhay,, don't put away your trust to the only one God coz He's the only who could put a beautiful rainbow to your life...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its meh,,,, signing off!!!! till next week!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115987738628413817?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115987738628413817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115987738628413817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115987738628413817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115987738628413817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-week.html' title='last week!!!!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115910150281965735</id><published>2006-09-24T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T05:38:22.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my next episodeS!!!</title><content type='html'>.......here i am again.......&lt;br /&gt; what a wonderful week.. xempreh evryday is a wonderful blessing fromm the Lord!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok,,,, where do i start??? ah,,,, well ordinary days:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xempreh,, work and work and work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wednesday----&gt;&gt;&gt; aniversary yun ng mga mahal kong pembo makati...&lt;br /&gt;wow,, we are starting up gerat bonding together... nawa ito yung start ng pagiging matibay naming lahat, hindi lang ng mga makati,,, pati na rin ng buong dioces ng pasay makati mandaluyong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.......  hay cmulah nang nagkawork akoh lagi na kong puyat..&lt;br /&gt;pero ok lang, para sa ikabubuti naman ng lahat....&lt;br /&gt;masayah namn powh ang buong week coz monday nagcmulah ang ang magandang bonding din namin ni levi... bakit maganda? kc powh about kay Lord yung topic namin at ito'y nahantong serious na usapan... hehe, nag kataon powh kc na parehas ng situation... hindi sa family at hindi rin sa friends... hmmm san kayah??? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;baswtah un an un..... tagumpay at anwah ay maging matibay sa aming faith kay Lord!!!&lt;br /&gt;saturdat---&gt;&gt;&gt;hmm tagumpay din ung service namin kay Lord xempreh... hehe kelan ba naging bigo c Lord??? nabubuhayan akoh kahit minsan ay nasasaktan.... c Lord talagah hindi akoh pinapabayaan... dahil lahat ng kaibigan koh pinapalapit Niya sakin parah bigyan akoh ng lakas!!!! Binabagoh Niya akoh araw-araw.... kayah sa Kanya koh lang ibinabalik lahat lahat ng papuri't parangal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayoh.... yez you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung may burden kah ipagkatiwalah mo lang kay Lord... yes, dahil Siya lang at tanging Siya lang ang makakatulong sau... ok bah???&lt;br /&gt;alm naman natin ang tamah ang mali,eh....&lt;br /&gt;parang akoh,eh,noh?? hehe,, don't wori para sakin din tong cnasabi koh...&lt;br /&gt;cgeh powh,,, till next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is meh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115910150281965735?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115910150281965735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115910150281965735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115910150281965735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115910150281965735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-next-episodes.html' title='my next episodeS!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115849285534713444</id><published>2006-09-17T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T05:25:57.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hAaAaAyYyY&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>laking pasasalamat koh kay Lord coz...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ANSWERED PRAYER AKOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++may work na po ulit akoh!!!!++++++++++&lt;br /&gt; LOrd thank You powh sa lahat ng biyayang pinagkaloob niu powh sakin.....&lt;br /&gt;to You oh Lord be the highest Glory!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap talagah pag alm mong nakakasunod kah sa kalooban ng Lord....&lt;br /&gt;ahmmmmm... panu koh ba nacmulan un??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ang alam koh,,,,,last sept.10(sunday) may 4mation kmih non.... tinatamad sanah akong pumuntah pero di ko rin alam kung anong push sakin para pumuntah......&lt;br /&gt;ang iniisip koh lang non na may praktis kamih pARA sa monthly diocesan namin kinabukasan..... den,,,, pgtapos non nung uwian,, pumuntah ung dati kong amo(tito resty) buti daw nakapuntah akoh... akala niah ngah mayaman na koh kayah di akoh namamancn,,,,,(hahaha.) un,,, kinabukasan nakipagkasundo akoh dun sa anak niang nagtampo saken(c joy)....den naicpan koh na bakah sunduin xa ng tatay niah kayah nagbalak akong bmlk ult sa trabaho....di koh alm kung panu matatanggap ult akoh.... den, uwian nung diocesan,,,hinatid namin c joy sa kanilah at nagulat ung mama niah nung nakitah akoh... den sabi koh lang nah kukunin koh ung mga naiwan kong mga gamit noon... den sabi nilah na bumalik nalang akoh kinabukasan... pag balik koh,,,, tinanong ni tito kung may lakad ba dw akoh.... kc ang gwapo2 koh,non...(hahaha) sabi koh "walah naman powh" sabi niah "kung ganun 2mulong ka d2" sabi naman ni levi(frend koh) "un ngah powh balak namin kagabi,eh" sabi naman ni tito resty, "mga ganung bagay hindi na pinapalno" hahha...&lt;br /&gt;at 2loy2 na koh dun,, nawa powh Lord paramihin moh yung magpagawa samin para naman maging masaganah ang magiging pasko naming lahat... hehehe!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; at nawah maging matibay ang pagsasamahan naming lahat ng PMM&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel xmpreh hindi nawawalan ng prblema....&lt;br /&gt;mas lalaki ung problem koh kung walah akong problema dahil lahat tau my problem ryt??&lt;br /&gt;Lord, plz give me strenght to hold on..... ayw ko pong mawalah sa piling Mo....&lt;br /&gt;pagapuyin Niyo po nawa ang aking spiritu sa paglilingkod sa Inyo....&lt;br /&gt;Naniniwalah po akoh na Kayo'y tapat at hindi nagpapasah sa walah...&lt;br /&gt;dahil pag kami'y naging tapat tiyak un!!!! may maaasahan po kamih sa Inyo...&lt;br /&gt;and ung preyer request no.1 ko powh,,,,  nanampalatayah powh akoh na ito'y ipagkakaloob Niyo sa takdang panahon......&lt;br /&gt;Lord, be a pillow 4 meh to  embrace,,,, be my comfort in the midst of pain,,,,, be my  strenght wen im week,,,, be my wealth wen im poor,,,, be my light in the darkness,,, be my guide wen im lost,,,, be a shoulder 4 meh to cry on,,,, walah na po akong mahihiling pang iba kundi 4 meh to be w/ You all the tym.... hehehe..... makakaya ko powh 2 lahat..... coz Your always w/ meh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ganun din powh sa nagbabasah nitong entry koh,, pagpalain Niyo powh siyah ng lubos..&lt;br /&gt;maraming salamat powh Lord.......&lt;br /&gt;inaangkin ko powh lahat ng ito in the mighty name of Jesus Christ,, our Lord, Saviour and Redeemer....&lt;br /&gt;to God be the Glory....AMEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sumabay kaba sa prayer,,,??? hehe... hindi ka nagkamalih ng gniwah kung ganun...&lt;br /&gt;dahil wenever der r 2 or more pray together in His Name,, He is there to answer parayers......&lt;br /&gt;maraming salamat sau reader.....&lt;br /&gt;naka2long kah sakin ng malakih....&lt;br /&gt;oh panoh???? til nxt tym my friend... thank you ult 4 reading,ha...&lt;br /&gt;lagi kang magpray.... &lt;br /&gt;God bless us always.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... hapi bday george stephen tabares and janet de belen and hapi cristening to my pamangkin----&gt;&gt;&gt;stacy moriel paredes (sept 27 2006).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++++henry here_____signing oFF!!!!!!++++++++&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115849285534713444?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115849285534713444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115849285534713444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115849285534713444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115849285534713444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/09/haaaaayyyy.html' title='hAaAaAyYyY&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115733472363500575</id><published>2006-09-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T19:24:00.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha!!! another week has pass!!!</title><content type='html'>hay, one week nanaman ang nakalipas......&lt;br /&gt;anoh bang mga nangyari???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, well.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d2 sa haws???---&gt;&gt;&gt; wala namang mga pangyayaring kakaiba..... puro ordinary days...&lt;br /&gt;3 lang naman ang naging main event nitong nakaraang week///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1st, dumating na yung pinsan kong seaman....(chocol8 nanaman e2!! hehe....)&lt;br /&gt;grabe laki nanaman ng pagbabago,, naging long hair.. hindi na mukang buko.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;laking pasasalamat ko sa Lord dahil nakauwi yung pinsan kong yun nang ligtas...&lt;br /&gt;ngaun, nawa magawa na niya yung mga bagay na dapat niang gawin bago siya sumakay ulit ng barko... (siya'y magpapakasal at bibinyagan yung anak niang panganay na babae..) God bless your family cuzin!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2nd, yung dadi ko nagkasakit,,,,... hindi namin alam kung bakit pero parang pinapabayaan ng step mother ko dun...(wag naman..) sabi ng dad ko nung kinausap ko siya, nabinat lang daw siya... sabi naman ng mag-anak ko, kinukulam daw siya ng aking step mom..... pero 2mawag pa yung step mom ko ng albularyo para ipagamot dad k0 sabi naman ng mga relativs koh, kakutchaba dw ng step mom koh yun para unti2ng patayin yung dad koh!!!!!(In Jesus Mighty Name,,, nirerebuke ko yan lahat!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;sus,,,, kailangan lang cguro ni dad na magnilay-nilay.... dad, lagi kang magpray....&lt;br /&gt;and tigil na sa mga di kaaya-ayang gawain... i luv u p0wh!!!!! magaling ka nah at poprotektahan kan ng Dakilang Pangalan ni EL SHADDAI!!! di koh man kau maakay ngaun,, alm koh makakasama koh rin kau sa pagsamba sa Diyos.... Ingatan mo yung panyo ni Lord.... sama ko narin kasabay ng paggaling mo ang paggalin din ng dance intructor namin na si kua elmer!!! In Jesus Name!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3rd, bago ako pumunta ng gawain ni Lord pumuntah muna ako ng jollibee guadalupe kc 7th bday ng pamangkin koh..... grabe,,,, masayah!!! kahit children's party nakisali pa rin akoh!!!! pero hindi na rin akoh nagtagal dun kc l8 nanaman akoh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;may mga trainee na dancer pa naman akong tuturuan....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;I pray na lumaking may takot sa Diyos yung pamangkin koh na un na c ren2.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******now,,,, mga extra pangyayari*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******pagdating koh sa amvel, l8 nanaman akoh!!!!!! hahahaha!!!!!!!! napaghintay koh yung mga tuturuan koh!!!(bad)wel, na2wa akoh na nainz kc yung maga tinuturuan koh parang tinatamd at walang ganahh... anyway, part yun ng paglilingkod... nakakaranas din tau ng panghiina kung minsan pero,,,,, kumuha lang tau ng lakas sa Diyos and everything will be just fine....nawa, magbungah ang lahat ng pagod namin sa training nilah........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****walah c kuya elmer kc may sakit... Lord, give please him strength to hold on...&lt;br /&gt;we love you kuyah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****kami ni mahal,,, kahit walah c kua elmer di parin namin sinamantalah ang pagkakataon... pero gumagalaw kamih ng normal o masayah at laging nakangiti di katulad nung nakaraan,, para kaming nahulugan ng langit at lupa sa sobrang dipress!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..... masayah kamih sa mga nangyayari samin ngaun kayah nawa magtuloy-tuoly 2!!!! In Jesus Name!!!! LuvUpowh mahal!!! pakabait kah kilah nanay at ateh,ha!!!! pati narin sa ibang tao...... and wag kang maxadong tititig kay sponge bob!!! nagseselos akoh!!!(pagselosan ba cartoons,,,hahaha!!!)---mizUmahal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****sa Dance!!!! grabe ang sayah!!! Lord marami pong salamat sa kapuspusan na pinagkaloob moh saming lahat!!! hehe... nung sumayaw kamih ng joy in the Holy Ghost, grabe ang energy(ganun din yung naunang sayaw nilah jc na yeah oh God!!).... pagtapos nung joy in the Holy Ghost lalabas sana kamih ni irish kc kalah namin tambourine na yung next na dance..nung narinig namin yung intro ng next na kantah, bumalik kamih kc,,,,, everybody praise yung kantah... hahaha...... grabe ang kapuspusan.... saludo talagah akoh kay Lord.... and kasunod na dun yung tambourine dance(here our praises yung song---&gt;&gt;favorite koh rin....)..... tandah ng pagpapalah ni Lord,,ibinuhos Niya ang kanyang glory sa pamamagitan ng buhos ng ulan... nagpaulan akoh, tandah ng pagtanggap koh sa biyayang yun..... and take note-----&gt;&gt;&gt;hindi akoh nagkasakit oh nilamig habang nababasa ng ulan..(usually kc nilalamig akoh pag nadadampian ng ulan lalo na pagmalakas ang hangin.... Glory to God talagah.... Lord sa uulitin powh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we love You!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;and that's it..... tnx 4 reading my friend.... nawa hind powh kau nabored sa pag sahre ko ng mga nangyari sakin.... and i pray na may natutunan kau..... may the good Lord bless you always!!! pray kau lagi para lagi din taung pagpalain.... kung may comments kau maglive lang powh kau ng message.... mag sign kau sa guest book koh,ha.... maraming salamat...... To God be the Highest Glory......&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!!!!!!!-----&gt;&gt;&gt;****(jackriel)*****henry here...&lt;&lt;&lt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............i am now signing off.....tut tut tut tut tut tut tut????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115733472363500575?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115733472363500575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115733472363500575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115733472363500575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115733472363500575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-another-week-has-pass.html' title='haha!!! another week has pass!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115690683214563545</id><published>2006-08-29T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T00:07:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi GuyZ!</title><content type='html'>hi naku daming nangyayari sa buhay koh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan masasaktan&lt;br /&gt; minsan sasaya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhay nga naman parang life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon dami kong napagdaanan pero pinaka main topic is yung lovelife koh..... &lt;br /&gt;(yeah!!! bulgaran na e2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mahal ako pero xempre hindi nawawala ang ang sagabal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilang beses na rin akong nasasaktan pero  cgeh parin ako....&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko yun,eh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahat titiisin ko pero ayaw ko naman makalimot sa mga naging cause kung bakit ako nagmamahal ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang-una dun c Lord!!!!&lt;br /&gt;c Lord ang nagbago ng buhay ko... lahat tinuro Niya sakin; at marami pa Siyang ituturo... panaalagin ko na nawa matutunan kong maalis lahat ng takot ko..&lt;br /&gt;at nawa maging karapatdapat akong lingkod para sa Kanya...&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko naman Siya pinaglilingkuran dahil gusto ko lang dahil masaya at maraming biyaya.... ginagawa ko yun para sa Kanya at dahil narin nasa puso ko Siya...&lt;br /&gt;pero syenpre di nawawala nag mga persecutors at tukso pati narin sarili kong mga pagkakamali sa Kanya kaya minsan hindi ako nagiging kalugod-lugod sa Kanya...&lt;br /&gt;nawa ma conquer ko lahat yun In Jesus Name!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of persecutors,,,,&lt;br /&gt;hoindi ako makapaniwala na ang magiging harang para sa lovelife ko eh yung pinaka mamahal kong kuya sa dancing ministry... marami narin akong narinig na masasakit na ssalita sa kanya at ilan g beses na rin akong nasaktan dahil sa kanya... but its ok.... mahal ko yun c kuya elmer kahit anong mangyari.... isa xa sa mga gnamit ni lord para salain sako at amging pino sa pananampalataya... (kuya hindi ako galit,, kahit ganun ka samingg 2, mahal ka namin and da rest of the yES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kay mahal,,,, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;ewan ko ba jan kung anung nakita ko jan.... ginamit din siya ni Lord para maging challenging ang buhay koh... pinapahirapan ako nian grabeh!!!&lt;br /&gt;pero dahil mahal koh.... kahit anong hirap cgeh lang!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;masayahin yan pero ngaun lang naging malunkutin dahil sa mga nararanasan namin...&lt;br /&gt;akoh kc,eh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;pero i pray na malalagpasan din anmin to!!!!! kayah yan... kasamah namin ang Diyos ay, nating lahat palah.... (46639, ayw kong iiyak kah,ha... iiyak din akoh... bstah study hard and be a gud grl..... mag pray lagi,ha.... at laging kumain nag marami... concentrate kay Lord and kayah natin to..... luvUp0wh!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga nagbasa tnx 4 reading... any comments mag leave lang kau ng message sa cbox!!!!! maraming salamt... always live by faith and not by sight!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115690683214563545?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115690683214563545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115690683214563545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115690683214563545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115690683214563545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-guyz.html' title='Hi GuyZ!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115624048772165702</id><published>2006-08-22T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:30:56.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter 4 us</title><content type='html'>Mahal kong Kaibigan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Pwede ka bang istorbihin?  Pwede bang makaamot ng isang sandali man lamang sa panahong&lt;br /&gt;               ginugugol mo sa mundo.  Sorry ha! Alam ko kasing busy ka.  There’s so much to do and be preoccupied&lt;br /&gt;               within the world.  Alam ko ‘yan.  But I’ve been longing to let you know something.  Alam mo you’re so&lt;br /&gt;               precious to me.  Walang halong bola ‘to.  MAHAL KITA.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;                         Kaya nga pinilit kong mabuhay sa lupa ng tulad mo.  Para habulin ka.  Kaya nga lang minsan&lt;br /&gt;               napakabilis ng lakad mo.  Hindi kita masabayan.  Hindi kita mahabol.  Kapag katabi naman kita, KSP&lt;br /&gt;               na KSP ako…..kulang sa pansin.  Gustong gusto kitang masarili.  Hindi kita mahabol kasi masakit at&lt;br /&gt;              makirot pa ang  mga paa ko.   May butas kasi.  May mga sugat.  Ibig kitang haplusin.  Pero nahihiya&lt;br /&gt;              ako duguan ang mga palad ko.   Pero kung hindi ka maselan tanggapin mo ang mga palad ko.  Ibig&lt;br /&gt;              kitang mahawakan.  Ibig kong maglakad sa tabi mo.  I don’t wanna walk behind you.  Hindi ko kaya&lt;br /&gt;              ang pacing mo.  I don’t wanna walk in front of you, tinatakbuhan mo ako.  I want to walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;              I want you to be my friend…&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;                         Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit may mga sugat ako.   Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit naghihirap at&lt;br /&gt;               namatay ako.  But, please…..Don’t get me wrong.  Hindi kita sinusumbatan.  Afterall, you deserve&lt;br /&gt;               this love and I deserve this fate.  Basta para sa’yo okey lang  MAHAL KITA KAIBIGAN.  I’m always&lt;br /&gt;               willing to help you,  You want a shoulder to cry on?  Narito, humimlay ka sa balikat ko.  Nakahanda&lt;br /&gt;               akong makinig sa litanya ng mga problema mo.  Hindo ako mabo-bore.  Makikinig ako.  I’ll be most&lt;br /&gt;               willing to listen to you.  I’m your friend and I’ll be forever. You’ve been away from me. Now I longed&lt;br /&gt;               to listen to you but you seldom spend  time with me.  I feel so lonely when I have to wait in vain for your&lt;br /&gt;               words.  Buti pa, pag may problema ka, naaalala mo ako, pero pag wala, balewala na rin ako sa’yo.&lt;br /&gt;               Pero okey lang.  At least nakakaalala ka pa.  Would it be so selfish of me if I would  ask you to remain&lt;br /&gt;               in me?   I can offer you a lasting friendship…  Isang pagkakaibigang hidi saklaw ng panahon at &lt;br /&gt;               pagkakataon. I’ll be a loyal committed partner.  Maaaring takbuhan ka ng mga kaibigang inaakala&lt;br /&gt;               mong magiging tapat sa’yo habang buhay. Tatalikdan ka rin ng mga napipisil mong mahalin.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;                        Ako na iyong kaibigan ay laging handa na tumang gap sa iyo.  Have you forgotten na I have died&lt;br /&gt;               for you?  If I need a thousand more deaths I’ll be most willing to offer my life if only to make you feel&lt;br /&gt;              I LOVE YOU.  Isa lang naman ang hinihingi ko sa iyo.  Konting pagtingin lang.  Yes, I sounded like KSP&lt;br /&gt;              na naman.  Pero anong magagawa ko?  Talagang MAHAL KITA.  Can we partners for life?  And I as&lt;br /&gt;              sure you, you’ll never be lonely, you’ll never be alone.  I’ll never get tired of saying I LOVE YOU.  &lt;br /&gt;             And I mean it.  Hindi pa ba sapat na pruweba, ang mga nagawa ko para sa’yo?  Will you spend some time&lt;br /&gt;             now thinking of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              I have died for You, will you live for me?&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;              Remember dear FRIEND I LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115624048772165702?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115624048772165702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115624048772165702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115624048772165702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115624048772165702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/letter-4-us.html' title='Letter 4 us'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115571661369153502</id><published>2006-08-16T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:23:33.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing for God</title><content type='html'>As a ballet dancer and former student at Franciscan University who was moved and led to deeper prayer by the humility, grace, and love for God shown in the dancers' movements, I was saddened by the recent article "Dance has no place in liturgical context." I was saddened by the lack of appreciation of the beauty of dance and the lack of understanding of the experience of the congregation lifted up in worship through the movements of the dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emphasis is not on the body but the act and movements of worship appealing to the senses in a natural and concrete way. In Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake the dancers are performing a dance which is a story. Like the artist's paint and brushes, the singer's voice, and the author's words, the dancer's body is merely the tool. The body itself is not the focus; although the agility, grace and control are inspiring, they are not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called to love God not just in the silence of our minds and hearts (though that is where love is inflamed and the Divine Lover meets us) but also in our actions and movements in service of those who surround us. The movement of the dancer is a metaphor of this reality. Her movement and _expression of love for God encourages us to define ourselves and our lives toward concrete and real action for God and His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to its place in the liturgy, dance should never compete with the Holy Eucharist, which is the saving act of divine history. Liturgical movement, like music which unites the Body of Christ in the celebration of the liturgy, is important, vital and dynamic in leading the congregation to a fuller participation. Franciscan University has a place within the Church in providing and celebrating the Mass in a vibrant, holy and respectful manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much movement already present in the liturgy: we sit, stand, genuflect, kneel, bow, process or walk forward to receive Holy Communion. These concrete acts which we engage in as a body unify and lead us to understand that our faith is and should be an active faith. Liturgical movement which underscores the inherent movement already in the liturgy plays an important role in leading the congregation to a deeper experience of the liturgy and of worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good example of this is in the procession and the standing of the Body of Christ in preparation for the reading of the holy Gospel. Arm movements (by the body) lifted up to heaven as a sign of our longing to hear God's Word and to receive Jesus (Come, Lord Jesus!) are powerful and appropriate. This is a concrete act which gives form to the feelings and desires of the heart, which the Church intends. The movements evoke an openness, a longing for Christ, simply and effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time when liturgical dance is not appropriate? Yes, when it detracts from the flow of the Mass. Like a musical piece or musical solo after communion, a liturgical dance that does not include or involve the participation of the congregation is inappropriate in the liturgy. Any art form--music or dance----which draws attention to itself (regardless of how beautiful it is) and does not involve the congregation, is not acceptable because it is not a communal act. The liturgy is primarily a communal act that reaches a climax in the sacrament of the Eucharist or Holy Communion. Mass is not a time to be entertained but rather a time to express (as one Body) our love for God in worship and prayer. However, a formal dance which tells a story, such as a meditation on Mary's life or on St. Francis consumed with joy, in which the whole Body cannot participate, should and can take place before the Mass as a form of preparation for what is about to occur. As a prelude like organ music, liturgical dance prepares us for the act of worship and focuses us on what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are creatures and we learn not only through our minds but our senses and our hearts as well. The beauty of a flower, its scent, its form, its color, raises our minds and souls to the Creator, the Author of the flower. So too, the actions of the dancer's body in a prayerful and meditative manner lift the mind and soul to the Creator, the Author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom in movement, the vivacity and spontaneity, bespeak the ecstasy the soul experiences in having encountered the most profound reality the human can and ever will know--Jesus Christ. We have been set free and all that we are and can be is realized in Him. Does this not move the heart to express with movement and _expression the profound love it feels, as David did before the Ark of the Covenant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115571661369153502?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115571661369153502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115571661369153502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571661369153502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571661369153502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/dancing-for-god_16.html' title='Dancing for God'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115571655232535413</id><published>2006-08-16T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:22:32.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about the Summer Art Exhibit “Dancing With God”</title><content type='html'>I’ve been thinking about entering something in the summer art exhibit because I love the theme: “Dancing with God.” It’s a beautiful image that inspires me even though I’m not really an artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a dancer either. Don't get me wrong, I love to dance but the people watching me know that I am not a dancer. Things that look stylish, hip, and suave when other folks do them, just make me look like a chicken with hiccups. I couldn't be smooth if the floor was buttered. And the worst part is I have a mental picture of how dumb I look the whole time I'm dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, the familiar beat of a really great song starts throbbing and takes control. That beat draws me like a siren's song to the center of the dance floor and I forget the mental mirror. It's just me and the music swirling, and even if I look like all elbows and knees, I feel graceful and light and full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments like these are rare and almost holy. It's like being Ginger Rodgers in the arms of a debonair Fred Astaire. You know he's going to make you look good. You are safe and cherished. And if people are staring, it's because you are in perfect step together and it's beautiful to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a perfect Christian. Not because I don't want to be, but again, I'm self-conscious, awkward, and often out-of-step. I hate to pray out loud because my prayers seem childish, emotional, and false. I feel like people are staring at me, even with their eyes closed. I envy the people who seem to drop soothing, sincere sounding words in flowing, healing phrases. I can't do that. But as pitiful as my praying is, it's probably better than my day-to-day actions. Of course, I try to live up to God's expectations but life often seems to get in the way of my good intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get a little down on my "performance" in God's drama, but lately, it has occurred to me as I’ve thought about “Dancing with God,” that God is not interested in my "performance." This is not about me. It's about us. It’s about me and God as a team, in step. I just need to let him lead and stay with the music. He will control the dance. With him, I feel graceful and light, and full of joy. With God as my partner, life is an irresistible dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115571655232535413?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115571655232535413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115571655232535413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571655232535413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571655232535413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/thoughts-about-summer-art-exhibit.html' title='Thoughts about the Summer Art Exhibit “Dancing With God”'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115571649355927304</id><published>2006-08-16T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:21:33.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing for God</title><content type='html'>It is 8:23 a.m. The sunlight is just starting to creep up the walls through the large-paneled windows. The hardwood floor feels gritty and cold against bare feet. Glancing around this space, you are overwhelmed with a distinct feeling of serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on the second floor of the Performance building, it is quiet. In the dimly-lit room, a number of students are already gathered. Every morning, they file into this small dance studio to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this particular morning, one dancer stretches by herself in the middle of the floor. While the other students exchange the latest gossip, she remains centrally focused. Facing forward, her eyes never veer from the front of the room as she gracefully flexes her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Harris, 19, is an intern with the Mid America Dance Company, one of the oldest performance companies in the United States. She, along with ten other dancers, arrives at this tiny studio every morning to rehearse for company recitals. Aside from her internship, Melissa is a full-time student in her third year at Missouri Baptist University, where she majors in mathematics. She is looking forward to graduating with a B.S. in Math this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, however, Melissa was not interested in attending MBU. In fact, during her senior year of high school, she was admitted to Webster University, where she planned to major in Dance Performance. Then, at the last minute, Melissa reconsidered Missouri Baptist. Through her conversations with God, she came to realize that although Webster was her plan, Missouri Baptist University was God’s plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to school, Melissa is involved with her church, the Park Baptist Church in Florissant. Since becoming a member three years ago, Melissa has been dedicated to serving the church community. She teaches Sunday school, participates in the youth ministry group, and is a member of the Outreach Team, which is a door-to-door witnessing program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the major contradiction in Melissa’s life becomes apparent. Melissa is a Baptist and she is also a dancer. Thus, there appears to be a conflict between her passion and her faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, Melissa’s passion for dance began sixteen years ago. Up to that point, Melissa’s older brothers (she has two) had always played sports – hockey, baseball, football, and so on. Melissa’s mom, Pagette, strived to find an activity to suit her daughter. Hopeful, she enrolled Melissa in a dance class at a local academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, Melissa fell in love with dance; as she explained, “it was fun.” She fervently explored all types of movement – ballet, jazz, tap, and modern forms. She was always serious about her lessons, devoting time to perfecting her craft. Of course, it was not long before she became recognized as an exceptional talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Melissa had such advanced skills that her instructors urged her to teach her own classes. When she was just thirteen, Melissa accepted her first job as a dance teacher. She began educating young girls – some not much younger than she – in the art and technique of dance. Through her example, they also learned that dancing was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is generally understood that, in the Southern Baptist tradition, such forms of creative dancing are discouraged. Many Baptist theologians maintain that dance is a social form of sexuality, and cast it as a sin against God. Melissa, however, defends her passion for dance, maintaining that it is neither shameful nor blasphemous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, she argues that dance can actually be a viable alternative to sin. In Melissa’s life, dance is much more than a creative outlet for _expression. It is also a means through which she can worship God on a more personal level. Just as choirs praise God through song or preachers praise Him through word, Melissa praises God through dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa concludes: “God has given me this talent and a passion for it. The best I can do is try and honor Him.” As Christians, we are called to love the Lord with all our heart, our soul, our mind, and our strength. Melissa Harris is answering that call…with a passion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115571649355927304?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115571649355927304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115571649355927304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571649355927304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115571649355927304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/dancing-for-god.html' title='Dancing for God'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115564022236435359</id><published>2006-08-15T04:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T04:10:35.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse</title><content type='html'>Apocalypse (Greek: αποκαλυψις, literally: the lifting of the veil), is a term applied to the disclosure to certain privileged persons of something hidden from the mass of humankind. The Greek root corresponds in the Septuagint to the Hebrew galah, to reveal. The last book of the New Testament bears in Greek the title Αποκαλυψις Ιωαννου, and is frequently referred to as the Apocalypse of John, but in the English Bible it appears as the Revelation of St John the Divine, or the Book of Revelation (of Jesus Christ, the Messiah). Earlier among the hellenistic Jews, the term was used of a number of writings which depicted in a prophetic and parabolic way, the end or future state of the world (e.g. Apocalypse of Baruch), the whole class is now commonly known as 'Apocalyptic literature'. However, the Apocalypse technically refers to the unveiling of God, in his guise as the Messiah, and not to all of the destruction of the world which will accompany God's Revelation of Himself to Humankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Apocalypse in the terminology of early Jewish and Christian literature, is a revelation of hidden things given by God to a chosen prophet; this term is more often used to describe the written account of such a revelation. Apocalyptic literature is of considerable importance in the history of the Judeo-Christian-Islamic tradition, as beliefs such as the resurrection of the dead, judgment day, heaven and hell are all made explicit in it. Apocalyptic beliefs predate Christianity, appear in other religions, and have merged into contemporary secular society, especially through popular culture (see Apocalypticism). Apocalypse-like beliefs also occur in other religious systems; an example is the Hindu concept of pralay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the second century, the term "Apocalypse" was applied to a number of books, both Jewish and Christian, which show the same characteristic features. Besides the Apocalypse of John (now generally called the Book of Revelation) included in the New Testament, the Muratorian fragment, Clement of Alexandria, and others mention an Apocalypse of Peter. Apocalypses of Adam and Abraham (Epiphanius) and of Elias (Jerome) are also mentioned; see, for example, the six titles of this kind in the "List of the 60 Canonical Books".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of the Greek noun to designate writings belonging to a certain class of literary products is thus of Christian origin, the original norm of the class being the New Testament Book of Revelation. In 1832 Gottfried Christian Friedrich Lücke explored the word "Apocalypse" as a description of the book of Revelation, a usage obtained from the opening words of the book which refer to an apocalpyse (prophecy) of Jesus Christ given to John, who wrote the text. In Greek the opening words are 'Aπōκάλυψις 'Iησōῦ Χριστōῦ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115564022236435359?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115564022236435359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115564022236435359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115564022236435359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115564022236435359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/apocalypse.html' title='Apocalypse'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115564017441764642</id><published>2006-08-15T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T04:09:34.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Revelation.....</title><content type='html'>The book of Revelation or The Apocalypse of John (IPA: [əˈpɑkəlɪps]) is the last canonical book of the New Testament in the Bible. It is the only biblical book that is wholly composed of apocalyptic literature. The book is frequently called "The book of Revelations" or simply "Revelations"; however, the title found on some of the earliest manuscripts is "The Apocalypse/Revelation of John" (ΑΠΟΚΑΛΥΨΙΣ ΙΩΑΝΝΟΥ), and the most common title found on later manuscripts is "The Apocalypse/Revelation of the theologian" (ΑΠΟΚΑΛΥΨΙΣ ΤΟΥ ΘΕΟΛΟΓΟΥ).[1] The first sentence of the book, The Revelation of Jesus Christ ... unto his servant John, is also sometimes used as a title.[2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short introduction (ch. 1:1–10), it contains an account of the author, who identifies himself as John, and of two visions that he received on the isle of Patmos. The first vision (chs. 1:11–3:22), related by "one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with a golden girdle", speaking with "a great voice, as of a trumpet", are statements addressed to the seven churches of Asia. The second vision comprising the rest of the book (chs. 4–22) begins with "a door … opened in heaven" and describes the end of the world—involving the final rebellion by Satan at Armageddon, God's final defeat of Satan, and the restoration of peace to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation is considered one of the most controversial and difficult books of the Bible, with many diverse interpretations of the meanings of the various names and events in the account. Protestant founder Martin Luther considered Revelation to be "neither apostolic nor prophetic" and stated that "Christ is neither taught nor known in it" [1].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 4th century, St. John Chrysostom and other bishops argued against including this book in the New Testament canon, chiefly because of the difficulties of interpreting it and the danger for abuse. Christians in Syria also reject it because of the Montanists' heavy reliance on it. In the 9th century, it was included with the Apocalypse of Peter among "disputed" books in the Stichometry of St. Nicephorus, Patriarch of Constantinople. In the end it was included in the accepted canon, although it remains the only book of the New Testament that is not read within the Divine Liturgy of the Eastern Orthodox Church&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115564017441764642?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115564017441764642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115564017441764642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115564017441764642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115564017441764642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/book-of-revelation.html' title='The Book of Revelation.....'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115563519212597860</id><published>2006-08-15T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T02:46:32.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend by: Ateh Mai</title><content type='html'>Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lives a fourth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday: He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      One passed this highway, the boy would take a short cut by passing by the church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, “Magandang umaga po” in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence soup lifting in the morning, “ Kamusta Andoy! Papasok ka ba? Opo Padre….” he would flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy, “From school…” he advised “Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road…that way I can see that you are home safe…, Thank you father!, Why don’t you go home…do you stay in this church right after school? I just want to say Hi! to my friend, God,” and the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar, talking by himself, but he was behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly Father. “You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat although my seatmate is bullying me for notes…I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw poor kitten who was hungry…and I know how he feels, so I gave my last cracker. Look, this is my pair of slippers…I may have to walk barefoot next week…you see this is about to be broken…but it is okay…at least I am still going to school…some says we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stooped going to school…please help them get to school again, please God? …..Oh, you know, Inay had hit me again, it is painful, but I know this will pass away, at least I still have a mother…God, you want to see my bruise? I know you can heal them…here…here…and …oh…blood…I guest you knew about this one huh? Please don’t be mad at Inay she just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us…Oh, I think I am in love…there’s this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita…do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don’t have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend!!! Hey your birthday is two days from now!!! Aren’t you excited? I am! wait ‘till you see, I have a gift for you…but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Ooooops, I have to go…”then he stood up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and call out , “Padre, Padre, I am finished talking to my friend…you can accompany me to the other side of the road now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares this ever Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen a very pure faith and trust in God, a very positive look at negative situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make it in the church, he was sent to the hospital. The church was left to 4 manna’s who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and would always find fault in what you do, they are also very well versed incurring if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their kilometric rosary when Andoy, coming from his Christmas party, playfully dashed in, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello God!!!” I P----!!! (a curse) Bata ka!!!!!! Alam mong nang may nagdadasal!!!alis!!!alis!!!alis!!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Poor Andoy was so terrified, “ where’s Father Agaton! He supposed to help me cross the street…and to be able to cross the street I will have to pass by the back door of this church…not only that, I have to greet Jesus—it is His birthday, I have a gift right here…” just as he was about to get the gift out his shirt, the manang pulled out of his shirt and threw him out of the church.  “Susmaryosep!!!” (does a sign of the cross fervently) alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!! So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He crossed. A fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking. There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot. A lot of people crow dead the poor boy, the body a lifeless young boy…. suddenly , out of a nowhere a tall man in pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild and gentle, but with eyes full of tears…He came and carried the boy in His arms, He was crying. Curious by standers nudged the man in white, and asked, “ excuse me sir, are you related to this child? Do you know this child?” The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, lifted up and answered, “ He was my Best friend…” was all he said. He took the badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed it near His heart. He stood up and carried the boy away and they both disappeared in sight. The crowd was curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      On Christmas eve, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He visited the house, and wanted to verify about the man in white. He consulted the parent of Andoy. “ How did you know that your son died?” “A man in white brought him here.  “sobbed the mother. “What did he say?” The father answered  “He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do not know him and yet he was very lonely at our son’s death, as is he knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable about him. He gave me my son , and then he smiled peacefully. He rubbed my son’s hair away from his face and kissed him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on his forehead, then he whispered something…, What did he say? “He is my boy” the father began, “ Thank you for the gift…I will see you soon, you will be with me” and the father of the boy continue, “ and you know for while, it felt so wonderful…I cried, but I do not know why…all I know is I cried in tears of joy I could not explain it father , but when that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of love inside…I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy is in heaven now…but…tell me father who is this man that my son talk to everyday in your church, you should know because you are always there…except on the of his death…?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Again suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, with trembling knees, he murmured, “……. He was talking to no one…but…God…”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115563519212597860?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115563519212597860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115563519212597860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115563519212597860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115563519212597860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-best-friend-by-ateh-mai.html' title='My Best Friend by: Ateh Mai'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115563306907536377</id><published>2006-08-15T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T02:11:09.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tribe of Levites</title><content type='html'>(From Levi, name of the ancestral patriarch, generally interpreted "joined" or "attached to"--see Genesis 29:34, also Numbers 18:2, 4, Hebrew text). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subordinate ministers appointed in the Mosaic Law for the service of the Tabernacle and of the Temple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levi was the third son borne to Jacob by Lia, and full brother of Ruben, Simeon, and Juda. Together with Simeon he avenged the humiliation of their sister Dina by the slaughter of Sichem and his people (Genesis 34), for which deed of violence the two brothers were reproved both in Genesis 34:30, and in the prophecy attributed to the patriarch in Genesis 49:5-7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiving all critical discussion connected with this incident as also with the other events connected with the history of the tribe, the next point to be noticed is the connexion of Levi with the priesthood. According to the received Biblical account, all the male descendants of the patriarch were set apart by Moses, acting under Divine command, for the service of the sanctuary, a distinction which may have been due to the religious zeal manifested by the tribe on the occasion of the idolatrous worship of the golden calf (Exodus 32:25-29). As it was also the tribe to which Moses himself belonged, it could probably be relied upon more than the others to sustain the legislator in the establishment and promotion of his religious institutions among the people. The sacred calling of the Levites is mentioned in various passages of the Pentateuch. For instance, the author of the first chapters of Numbers (P), after recalling (iii; cf. Exodus 28:29; Leviticus 8:9) the names and sacred functions of the sons of Aaron, adds the designation of the entire tribe of Levi who were to "stand in the sight of Aaron the priest to minister to him. And let them watch, and observe whatsoever appertaineth to the service of the multitude before the tabernacle of the testimony, and let them keep the vessels of the tabernacle, serving in the ministry thereof." Though in Numbers 18:23, the special mission of the tribe is described broadly as a mediation between the Lord and his people, and though the Levite mentioned in the interesting and very ancient passage of Judges (17 and 18) is represented as exercising without qualification the functions of the priesthood, it is held by many commentators that at an early date a distinction was made between the priests of the family of Aaron and the simple Levites--a distinction which became very pronounced in the later religious history of the Chosen People. The ceremonies with which the simple Levites were consecrated to the service of the Lord are described in Numbers 8:5-22. Besides their general function of assisting the priests, the Levites were assigned to carry the Tabernacle and its utensils, to keep watch about the sanctuary, etc. As most of their duties required a man's full strength, the Levites did not enter upon their functions before the age of thirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the distribution of the Land of Chanaan after the conquest, Josue, acting according to instructions received from Moses, excluded the tribe of Levi from sharing like the others in the territory. "But to the tribe of Levi he gave no possession: because the Lord the God of Israel himself is their possession" (Joshua 13:33) It way be noted that a very different reason for this exception is mentioned in Genesis 49:5-7. In lieu of a specified territory, the members of the tribe of Levi received permission to dwell scattered among the other tribes, special provision being made for their maintenance. Besides the tithes of the produce of land and cattle, and other sacerdotal dues already granted by Moses, the Levites now received from each of the other tribes four cities with suburban pasture lands, or forty-eight in all (Joshua 21). Among these were included the six cities of refuge, three on each side of the Jordan, which were set aside to check the barbarous custom of blood revenge, still existing among the Arab tribes, and in virtue of which the kinsmen of a man put to death consider it a duty to avenge him by the killing of his intentional or even unintentional slayer. It is probable, however, that these administrative dispositions concerning the Levites were not fully carried out until some time after the conquest, for, during the long period of transition between the wandering life of the desert and the fully organized civilization of later times, the priests and Levites seem to have had a rather precarious mode of existence. Taking the story of Michas (Judges 17) as illustrative of the condition of the Levitical order during that early period, it would appear that the priestly functionaries were inadequately provided for and had to wander about to secure a livelihood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elaborate and highly differentiated organization of the priestly or Levitical system, described with such abundance of detail in the priestly writings of the Old Testament, was doubtless the result of a long process of religious and ritualistic development which attained its fullness in the post-Exilic period. As elsewhere in the history of ancient religions, there appears in the beginnings of Hebrew history a period when no priestly class existed. The functions of the priesthood were performed generally by the head of the family or clan without need of a special sanctuary, and there is abundant evidence to show that for a long time after the death of Moses the priestly office was exercised, not only occasionally, but even permanently, by men of non-Levitical descent. The Deuteronomic legislation insists on the unity of sanctuary, and recognizes the descendents of Levi as the sole legitimate members of the priesthood, but it ignores the sharply defined distinction between priests and simple Levites which appears in the later writings and legislation, for the whole class is constantly referred to as the "levite priests". This category excludes the purely lay priest who is no longer tolerated, but if any Levite be willing to leave his residence in any part of the land and come to Jerusalem, "He shall minister in the name of the Lord his God, as all his brethren the Levites do, that shall stand at that time before the Lord. He shall receive the same portion of food that the rest do; besides that which is due him in his own city, by succession from his fathers" (Deuteronomy 18:6-8). In the post-Exilic writings the detailed organization and workings of the levitical system then in its full vigour are adequately described, and a certain number of the regulations pertaining thereto are ascribed to King David. Thus, it is to the period of his reign that I Par. refers the introduction of the system of courses whereby the whole sacerdotal body was divided into classes, named after their respective chiefs and presided over by them. They carried out their various functions week by week, their particular duties being determined by lot (cf. Luke 1:5-9). We read also that during the reign of David the rest of the Levites, to the number of thirty-eight thousand, ranging from the age of thirty years and upwards receive a special organization (1 Chronicles 23-26). Levites are mentioned only three times in the New Testament (Luke 10:32; John 1:19; Acts 4:36), and these references throw no light on their status in the time of Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115563306907536377?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115563306907536377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115563306907536377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115563306907536377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115563306907536377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/tribe-of-levites.html' title='The Tribe of Levites'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115528406204663501</id><published>2006-08-11T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:14:22.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unemployed Graduate by:Ateh Mai</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An Unemployed Graduate by:Ateh Mai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unemployed graduate woke up one morning and checked his pocket. All &lt;br /&gt;he&lt;br /&gt;had left was $10. He decided to use it to buy food and then wait for &lt;br /&gt;death&lt;br /&gt;as he was too proud to go begging. He was frustrated as he could find &lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;job, and nobody was ready to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought food and as he sat down to eat, an old man and two little&lt;br /&gt;children came along and asked him to help them with food as they had &lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;eaten for almost a week. He looked at them. They were so lean that he&lt;br /&gt;could see their bones coming out. Their eyes had gone into the socket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the last bit of compassion he had, he gave them the food. The old &lt;br /&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;and children prayed that God would bless and prosper him and then gave &lt;br /&gt;him&lt;br /&gt;a very old coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young graduate said to them "you need the prayer more than I do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no money, no job, no food, the young graduate went under the &lt;br /&gt;bridge&lt;br /&gt;to rest and wait for death. As he was about to sleep, he saw an old&lt;br /&gt;newspaper on the ground. He picked it up, and suddenly he saw an ad&lt;br /&gt;vertisement for people with old coins to come to a certain address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to go there with the old coin the old man gave him. On&lt;br /&gt;getting to the place, he gave the proprietor the coin. The proprietor&lt;br /&gt;screamed, brought out a big book and showed the young graduate a&lt;br /&gt;photograph. This same old coin was worth 3 million dollars. The young&lt;br /&gt;graduate was overjoyed as the proprietor gave him a bank draft for 3&lt;br /&gt;million dollars within an hour. He collected the Bank Draft and went in&lt;br /&gt;search of the old man and little children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time he got to where he left them eating, they had gone. He &lt;br /&gt;asked&lt;br /&gt;the owner of the canteen if he knew them. He said no but they left a &lt;br /&gt;note&lt;br /&gt;for you. He quickly opened the note thinking it would lead him to find&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the note said: "You gave us your all and we have rewarded &lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;back with the coin" Signed God the Father, The Son and The Holy Ghost. &lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Kings 17:10-16; Matthew 11:28-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you given all to Jesus Christ? If you haven't, do so today and he&lt;br /&gt;will surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your financial blessing! It's a simple prayer, you've got 30 &lt;br /&gt;seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need a financial blessing, continue reading this e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, most Gracious and Loving God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to you that you abundantly Bless my family and me. I know that &lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;recognize, that a family is more than just a mother, father, sister,&lt;br /&gt;brother, husband and wife, but all Who believe and trust in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I send up a prayer request for financial blessing for not only &lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;person who sent this to me, but for Me and all that I have forwarded &lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;message on to. And that the power of joined prayer by those who believe&lt;br /&gt;and trust in you is more powerful than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you in advance for your blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father God, deliver the person reading this right now and those who &lt;br /&gt;will&lt;br /&gt;read it in the near future from debt and debt burdens. Release your &lt;br /&gt;Godly&lt;br /&gt;wisdom that I may be a good steward over all that You have given me&lt;br /&gt;Father, for I know how wonderful and mighty You are and how if we just&lt;br /&gt;obey You and walk in Your word and have the faith of a Mustard seed &lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;You will pour out blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You now Lord for the recent blessings I have received and for &lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;blessings yet to come Because I know You are not done with me yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name, I pray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115528406204663501?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115528406204663501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115528406204663501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115528406204663501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115528406204663501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/unemployed-graduate-byateh-mai.html' title='An Unemployed Graduate by:Ateh Mai'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115528395778717998</id><published>2006-08-11T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:12:37.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salty Cofee.....by: Ateh Mai</title><content type='html'>Salty Cofee.....by: Ateh Mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; “why you have this hobby?” He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again". Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            She replied. “Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but to understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but to HOLD ON.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115528395778717998?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115528395778717998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115528395778717998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115528395778717998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115528395778717998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/08/salty-cofeeby-ateh-mai.html' title='Salty Cofee.....by: Ateh Mai'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115185155942857290</id><published>2006-07-02T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:17:54.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you stay?</title><content type='html'>Ask yourself the question if "you would run"&lt;br /&gt;after you read&lt;br /&gt;this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this happening to you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Sunday morning during service, a 2,000&lt;br /&gt;member congregation was&lt;br /&gt;surprised&lt;br /&gt;to see two men enter, both covered from&lt;br /&gt;head&lt;br /&gt;to toe in black and carrying&lt;br /&gt;submachine guns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the men proclaimed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anyone willing to take a bullet for Christ&lt;br /&gt;remain&lt;br /&gt;where you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, the choir fled... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the deacons fled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of the congregation fled.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 2,000 there only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remained around 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who had spoken took off his hood... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then looked at the preacher and&lt;br /&gt;said "Okay &lt;br /&gt;Pastor, I got rid of all the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypocrites...  Now you may begin your service. &lt;br /&gt;Have a nice&lt;br /&gt;day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the two men turned and walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO DEEP TO NOT PASS ON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how simple it is for people to trash &lt;br /&gt;God .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then wonder why the world is in the &lt;br /&gt;condition it is today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how we believe what the newspapers &lt;br /&gt;say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but question what the Bible says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how everyone wants to go to heaven... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;provided they do not have to believe, think, &lt;br /&gt;say, or do anything the Bible &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it scary? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how someone can say "I believe in&lt;br /&gt;God"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still Follow Satan  (who, by the way,&lt;br /&gt;also "believes"in God).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how you can send a thousand 'jokes'&lt;br /&gt;through e-mail and they spread&lt;br /&gt;like wildfire... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you start sending messages&lt;br /&gt;regarding the Lord,  you think twice &lt;br /&gt;about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how the lewd, crude, vulgar and&lt;br /&gt;obscene pass freely through&lt;br /&gt;cyberspace... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the public discussion of Jesus is&lt;br /&gt;suppressed in the school and work&lt;br /&gt;place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny, isn't it? Funny how someone can be &lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;fired  up for Christ on&lt;br /&gt;Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but be an invisible   Christian the rest of the&lt;br /&gt;week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you laughing?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how when you go to forward this&lt;br /&gt;message...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will not send it to many on your address&lt;br /&gt;list because you're not sure &lt;br /&gt;what they believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or what they will think of you for sending it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Funny how I can be more worried about&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;other people think of me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... than what God thinks of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you share this with people you care&lt;br /&gt;about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord bless you and keep you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord make His face to shine upon&lt;br /&gt;you, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be gracious to you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord lift up His favour upon you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And give you His peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115185155942857290?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115185155942857290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115185155942857290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115185155942857290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115185155942857290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-you-stay.html' title='Will you stay?'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115185133426650837</id><published>2006-07-02T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:42:14.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in lyf</title><content type='html'>The following pictures are of the same place but taken in different seasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lessons on Life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge &lt;br /&gt;things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look &lt;br /&gt;at a pear tree that was a great distance away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in &lt;br /&gt;summer, and the youngest son in the fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe &lt;br /&gt;what they had seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of  promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so &lt;br /&gt;sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping &lt;br /&gt;with fruit, full of life and fulfillment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they &lt;br /&gt;had each seen but only one season in the tree's life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, &lt;br /&gt;and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come &lt;br /&gt;from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons  are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, &lt;br /&gt;the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't  judge life by one difficult season. &lt;br /&gt;Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115185133426650837?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115185133426650837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115185133426650837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115185133426650837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115185133426650837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/07/lessons-in-lyf.html' title='Lessons in lyf'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096339411279913</id><published>2006-06-22T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:03:14.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Boy Selling News Papers</title><content type='html'>A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "you go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in." So he did. He walked up the steps and knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The lady said, "Come on in, Son." She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself: John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         A little boy was selling newspapers on the corner, the people were in and out of the cold. The little boy was so cold that he wasn't trying to sell many papers. He walked up to a policeman and said, "Mister, you wouldn't happen to know where a poor boy could find a warm place to sleep tonight would you? You see, I sleep in a box up around the corner there and down the alley and it's awful cold in there for tonight. Sure would be nice to have a warm place to stay." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The policeman looked down at the little boy and said, "you go down the street to that big white house and you knock on the door. When they come out the door you just say John 3:16, and they will let you in." So he did. He walked up the steps and knocked on the door, and a lady answered. He looked up and said, "John 3:16." The lady said, "Come on in, Son." She took him in and she sat him down in a split bottom rocker in front of a great big old fireplace, and she went off. The boy sat there for a while and thought to himself: John 3:16...I don't understand it, but it sure makes a cold boy warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Later she came back and asked him "Are you hungry?" He said, "Well, just a little. I haven't eaten in a couple of days, and I guess I could stand a little bit of food," The lady took him in the kitchen and sat him down to a table full of wonderful food. He ate and ate until he couldn't eat any more. Then he thought to himself: John 3:16...Boy, I sure don't understand it but it sure makes a hungry boy full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          She took him upstairs to a bathroom to a huge bathtub filled with warm water, and he sat there and soaked for a while. As he soaked, He thought to himself: John 3:16... I sure don't understand it, but it sure makes a dirty boy clean. You know, I've not had a bath, a real bath, in my whole life. The only bath I ever had was when I stood in front of that big old fire hydrant as they flushed it out. The lady came in and got him. She took him to a room, tucked him into a big old feather bed, pulled the covers up around his neck, kissed him goodnight and turned out the lights. As he lay in the darkness and looked out the window at the snow coming down on that cold night, he thought to himself: &lt;br /&gt;John 3:16... I don’t understand it but it sure makes a tired boy rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The next morning the lady came back up and took him down again to that same big table full of food. After he ate, she took him back to that same big old split bottom rocker in front of the fireplace and picked up a big old Bible. She sat down in front of him and looked into his young face. "Do you understand John 3:16?" she asked gently. He replied, "No, Ma'am, I don't. The first time I ever heard it was last night when the policeman told me to use it," She opened the Bible to John 3:16 and began to explain to him about Jesus. Right there, in front of that big old fireplace, he gave his heart and life to Jesus. He sat there and thought: John 3:16. don't understand it, but it sure makes a lost boy feel safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         You know, I have to confess I don't understand it either, how God was willing to send His Son to die for me, and how Jesus would agree to do such a thing. I don't understand the agony of the Father and every angel in heaven as they watched Jesus suffer and die. I don't understand the intense love for ME that kept Jesus on the cross till the end. I don't understand it, but it sure does make life worth living. John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believe in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      If you aren't ashamed to do this, please follow the directions. Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father." Pass this on only if you mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I do Love God. He is my source of existence. He keeps me &lt;br /&gt;functioning each and every day. Phil 4:13 If you love God and are not ashamed of all the marvelous things he has done for you, send this on. Take 60 seconds &amp; give this a shot! Let's just see if Satan &lt;br /&gt;stops this one. All you do is:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Simply say a small prayer for the person who sent you this, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     “Father, God bless this person in whatever it is that You know &lt;br /&gt;he or she may be needing this day!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then send it on to ten other people. Within hours ten people have prayed for you, and you caused a multitude of people to pray to God for other people. Then sit back and watch the power of God work in your  life for doing the thing that you know He loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096339411279913?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096339411279913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096339411279913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096339411279913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096339411279913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-boy-selling-news-papers.html' title='A Little Boy Selling News Papers'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096320099322007</id><published>2006-06-22T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:00:00.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest Wish!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/1600/ShowLetter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/320/ShowLetter.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and he asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child, what is your greatest wish for today?  I responded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord please, take care of the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends.  They deserve it and I love them very much".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096320099322007?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096320099322007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096320099322007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096320099322007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096320099322007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/greatest-wish.html' title='Greatest Wish!!!'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096298067153400</id><published>2006-06-22T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:56:20.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3671/2497/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo is a very rare one, taken by NASA.&lt;br /&gt;This kind of event occurs once in 3000 years.&lt;br /&gt;This photo has done miracles in many lives.&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish... you have looked at the eye of God.&lt;br /&gt;Surely you will see the changes in your life within a day.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you believe it or not, don't keep this mail with you.&lt;br /&gt;Pass this at least to 7 persons.&lt;br /&gt;God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture NASA took with the hubble telescope.&lt;br /&gt;Called "The Eye of God".&lt;br /&gt;Too awesome to delete.  It is worth sharing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord's Prayer like you have never seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next 60 seconds, Stop whatever you are doing, and take this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;(Literally it is only One minute!) All you have to do is the following: You simply say&lt;br /&gt;"The Lords Prayer" for the person that sent you this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lords Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Father, who are in Heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name,&lt;br /&gt;Thy Kingdom Come, Thy Will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Give us this day, our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who&lt;br /&gt;trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil.&lt;br /&gt;For Thine is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory, forever.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next , you send this message to everyone you know. In a while, more&lt;br /&gt;people will have prayed for you and you would have obtained a lot of&lt;br /&gt;people praying for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, stop and think and appreciate God's power in your life ,&lt;br /&gt;for doing what you know is pleasing to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not ashamed to do this, follow the instructions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before My Father"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not ashamed, send this message...only if you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I love my God. He is my fountain of Life and My Savior. He&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me going day and night. Without Him, I am no one. But with Him,&lt;br /&gt;I can do everything, Christ is my strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a simple test.&lt;br /&gt;If you love God and you are not ashamed of&lt;br /&gt;all the great things that He has done for you ,&lt;br /&gt;send this to everyone you know,&lt;br /&gt;and the person that send it to you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves you and watches over you every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096298067153400?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096298067153400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096298067153400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096298067153400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096298067153400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/dear-all-this-photo-is-very-rare-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096255110828661</id><published>2006-06-22T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:49:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God loves us very much</title><content type='html'>One day, I woke early in the morning to watch the sunrise. Ah the beauty of God’s creation is beyond description. As I  watched, I praised God for His beautiful work. As I sat there, I felt the Lord’s presence with me.&lt;br /&gt; He asked me, “ Do you love me?” Of course, God! You are my Lord and Savior!” Then He asked me, “ If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?” I was perplexed. I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many thing I wouldn’t be able to do, the thing that I look for granted.  And I answered. “It  would be tough Lord, but I would still love You..” &lt;br /&gt;Then the Lord said, “If you were blind, would you still love my creation?” How could I love something without being able to see it? Then I  thought of all the blind people in the world and how many of them still loved God and His creation. So I answered,”  It’s hard to think of it, but I would still love you.” &lt;br /&gt;The  Lord then asked me, “if you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?”  How could I listen to anything being deaf? Then I understood.  Listening to God’s Word is not  merely using our ears, but our hearts.  I answered, “it would be tough, but I would still listen to Your word.” &lt;br /&gt;The Lord then asked, “If you were mute, would you still praise My Name?” How could I praise without a voice? Then it occurred to me: God wants us to sing from our very heart and soul. It never matters what we sound like.  And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with our words of thanks.  So I answered, “Though I could not physically sing,  I would still praise Your Name.”&lt;br /&gt; And the Lord asked, “Do you really love Me?”  With courage and a strong conviction, I answered boldly,  “Yes Lord!  I love You because You are the one and true God!”  &lt;br /&gt;I  thought I had answered well, but…God asked,  “THEN WHY DO YOU SIN?” I answered, “Because I am only human.  I am not perfect.” “THEN WHY IN TIMES OF PEACE DO YOU STRAY THE FURTHEST? WHY ONLY IN TIMES OF TROUBLE DO YOU PRAY THE EARNEST?”  No answered, Only tears. &lt;br /&gt; The Lord continued:  “Why only sing at fellowship and retreats? Why you seek  Me only in times of worship? Why ask things so selfishly? Why ask things so unfaithfully?” The tears continued to roll down my cheeks. “Why are you ashamed of Me?  Why are you not spreading the good news?  Why in time of persecution, you cry to other when I offer My shoulder to cry on? Why make excuses when I give you opportunities to serve in My Name?” I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.&lt;br /&gt; “ You are blessed with life.  I made you not to throw this gift away.  I have blessed you with talents to serve Me, but you continue to turn away.  I have revealed My Word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge.  I have spoken to you  but your ears were closed.  I have shown My blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away.  I have sent you servants, but you sat idly by as they were pushed away.  I have heard you prayers and I have answered them all.” &lt;br /&gt; “DO YOU TRULY LOVE ME?”   I could not answer.  How could I? I was embarrassed beyond belief.  I had no excuse.  What could I say to this?  When my heart had cried out and the tears had flowed, I said, “Please forgive me Lord.  I am unworthy to be Your child..”  The Lord answered, “That is My Grace, My Child.” I  asked, “Then why do you continue to forgive me?  Why do You love me so?” The Lord answered,  “Because you are My Creation.  You are  my Child.  I will never abandon you.  When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you.  When you shout with joy, I will laugh with you.  When you are down, I will encourage you.  When you fall, I will  raise you up.  When you are tired, I will carry you.  I will be with you till the end of days, and I will love you  forever.”&lt;br /&gt;Never had I cried so hard before.  How could I  have been so cold?  How could I have hurt God as I had done?  I asked God,  “ How much do you love me?”  The Lord stretched out His arms, and I saw His nail-pierced hands.  I bowed down at the  feet of Christ, my Savior. And for the first time, I truly prayed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096255110828661?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096255110828661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096255110828661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096255110828661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096255110828661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/god-loves-us-very-much.html' title='God loves us very much'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096240699165710</id><published>2006-06-22T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:46:46.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross</title><content type='html'>THE CROSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man was at the end of his rope, seeing no way out, dropped to his knees in prayer.  “Lord, I can’t go on ,” he said.  “I have too heavy of a cross to bear.”  The Lord replied, “My son , if you can’t bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room.  Then, open that other door and pick out any cross you wish.”  The man was filled with relief said, “Thank you, Lord,” and he did as he was told.&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the other door, he saw many crosses, some so large the tops were not visible.  Then, he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall.  “I’d like that one, Lord,”  he whispered.  And the Lord replied, “My son, that is the cross you just brought in.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;---&amp;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life’s problems seem overwhelming, it helps to look around and see what other people are coping with.  You may consider yourself far more fortunate than you  imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR CROSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain, There will be always sunshine after the rain. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps even fall, But God’s always there to help you through it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096240699165710?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096240699165710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096240699165710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096240699165710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096240699165710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/cross.html' title='The Cross'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096141550631904</id><published>2006-06-22T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:44:02.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throne of Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;hi guyz...i just want to share with you one of my favorite song...hope you like it....here it goes, God Bless you all!!!&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throne  Of  Praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, we lift you on our praises&lt;br /&gt;So every eye can see your face Your power and grace&lt;br /&gt;Behold you as You really are&lt;br /&gt;Brighter  than&lt;br /&gt;All the stars of heaven Our worship is for You alone&lt;br /&gt;We build You this throne of praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;As long as I have breath&lt;br /&gt;I'll find a way to say that I love You&lt;br /&gt;Everything may change And the world may pass away&lt;br /&gt;I'll still love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;With every song we sing,  Every pray'r we pray&lt;br /&gt;We'll build You a throne&lt;br /&gt;Made from the sound of praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II&lt;br /&gt;You O Lord deserve The praise of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;And we worship You A sacrifice You died&lt;br /&gt;Now great and glorified And we worship You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Refrain/Chorus)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096141550631904?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096141550631904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096141550631904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096141550631904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096141550631904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/throne-of-praise.html' title='Throne of Praise'/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24119515.post-115096107274244032</id><published>2006-06-22T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:30:37.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just an idea that is needed in this day and age.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a man went to visit a church.&lt;br /&gt;He got there early, parked his car, and got out.&lt;br /&gt;Another car pulled up near and the driver got&lt;br /&gt;out and said,"I always park there!&lt;br /&gt;You took my place!" The visitor went inside for&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School, found an empty seat and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;A young lady from the church&lt;br /&gt;approached him and stated,&lt;br /&gt;"That's my seat! You took my place!"&lt;br /&gt;The visitor was somewhat distressed&lt;br /&gt;by this rude welcome, but said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;After Sunday School, the visitor went&lt;br /&gt;into the sanctuary and sat down.&lt;br /&gt;Another member walked up to him and said,&lt;br /&gt;"That's where I always sit! You took my place!"           &lt;br /&gt;The visitor was even more troubled by this&lt;br /&gt;treatment, but still He said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Later as the congregation was praying&lt;br /&gt;for Christ to dwell among them,&lt;br /&gt;the visitor stood up, and his appearance began to change.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible scars became visible on&lt;br /&gt;his hands and on his sandaled feet.&lt;br /&gt;Someone from the congregation&lt;br /&gt;noticed him and called out, "What happened to you?"&lt;br /&gt;The visitor replied, as his hat&lt;br /&gt;became a crown of thorns, and a tear fell from his eye,&lt;br /&gt;"I took your place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you receive this, say a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;That's all you have to do&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing attached&lt;br /&gt;This is powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just send this to four people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe, we can get the world&lt;br /&gt;to start thinking of Who took our place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not break this, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24119515-115096107274244032?l=church-on-fire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/feeds/115096107274244032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24119515&amp;postID=115096107274244032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096107274244032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24119515/posts/default/115096107274244032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://church-on-fire.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-idea-that-is-needed-in-this-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Henry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00397901485253708921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e326/levites-yes-/henry.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
