<?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-188002991882226655</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:20:55.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire to Live</title><subtitle type='html'>Challenge yourself &amp; Challenge others, Inspire &amp; Be inspired</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-1929309370498240174</id><published>2009-04-08T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:43:53.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt; color: #000000'&gt;&lt;P&gt;Life is a journey, get on the right road and enjoy the ride!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-1929309370498240174?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/1929309370498240174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=1929309370498240174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/1929309370498240174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/1929309370498240174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2009/04/journey.html' title='The journey..'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-7280040892938691848</id><published>2009-03-02T19:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:12:19.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoBodyText style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;span  style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;What a weekend…. For the last few weeks I've been in a battle with myself&amp;nbsp;in finding finances to start a new business. This weekend I attended the Mighty Men Conference &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; held in &lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Perth&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. During the meeting on Saturday I was troubled with these finance problems again and now another thought of attending the MMC in &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;South Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; on the 24 April.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoBodyText style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;span  style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;I knew that I had no money to start the company let alone go on a trip to South Africa to attended a conference for 200 000 men that I knew would change my life and those around me. Strange how sometimes you get these ideas in your head…..well in one night I gave my gift from God a name and made a decision to give it back in God's hands….hence the name Isaac.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoBodyText style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;span  style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;Almost two years ago God provided me with a great blessing of owning a Porsche, something I wanted for a long-long-long time. Now in order to start the business and to make this trip to SA I have taken up on trusting God in selling my car (Isaac)…I'm not sure if there will be something else and to tell the truth I don't care. I'm just simply trusting God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoBodyText style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;span  style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;So there you go…is there an Isaac in your life that God has promised you, but you have been instructed to let it go again…..well then mate…we're at the same point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-7280040892938691848?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/7280040892938691848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=7280040892938691848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7280040892938691848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7280040892938691848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2009/03/selling-isaac.html' title='Selling Isaac'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-7711614378854180718</id><published>2009-01-19T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:03:27.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIGHT TIMES!!</title><content type='html'>As we all know by now the world is in dire straits, not just one&lt;br&gt;country but the world across. As I&amp;#39;m writing this posting there is&lt;br&gt;talks of closing down whole production plants, projects stopped in&lt;br&gt;there tracks and people told they don&amp;#39;t need to come in tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;This thing that is happening concerns us all and we should know how&lt;br&gt;to react to it.&lt;br&gt;A few Sundays ago I was listening to a service from our pastor. It&lt;br&gt;was in the beginning when it all started. He read out Psalm 23, I&amp;#39;ve&lt;br&gt;heard this scripture endless times before in my life but for this one&lt;br&gt;moment in my life this scripture jumped up at me and I understood it&lt;br&gt;for the first time.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want&amp;hellip;&amp;quot; Read it and then read it&lt;br&gt;again&amp;hellip;.you see in those words there is so much power so much freedom&lt;br&gt;so much joy and hope! God is my shepherd, I SHALL NOT WANT!! If I lay&lt;br&gt;down my life and place my trust in Him, He will take care of me.&lt;br&gt;Yes times are tight, but God is not!&lt;p&gt;Blessings, Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-7711614378854180718?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/7711614378854180718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=7711614378854180718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7711614378854180718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7711614378854180718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2009/01/tight-times.html' title='TIGHT TIMES!!'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-1039353404874773875</id><published>2008-06-22T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T20:54:42.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes of Faith 1</title><content type='html'>First...sorry for taking so long in starting this.... I&amp;#39;ve been&lt;br&gt;flat-out with exam stress hence no blog posts.&lt;p&gt;One of the first Heroes of faith that I would like to share with you&lt;br&gt;is Smith Wigglesworth. Every time a read a story about this guys life&lt;br&gt;something within me just explodes.&lt;br&gt;One of the many great stories is the one about the little seriously&lt;br&gt;ill boy that died. The family had sent for Smith, but when Smith&lt;br&gt;arrived, the mother met him at the door, saying, &amp;quot;You are too late,&lt;br&gt;there is nothing that can be done for him.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;Smith&amp;#39;s reply on this was, &amp;quot;God has never sent me anywhere too late.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;The boy&amp;#39;s condition was so bad, that if he were to be moved, his&lt;br&gt;heart would stop and he would die. Needless to say, the family had no&lt;br&gt;faith and the boy was too sick to believe for himself. Before he&lt;br&gt;could pray for the boy, Smith had to leave for an engagement at a&lt;br&gt;local chapel. But before he left their home, he told the family he&lt;br&gt;would return. He instructed them to lay out the boy&amp;#39;s clothes because&lt;br&gt;the Lord was going to raise him up.&lt;br&gt;When Smith returned, the family had not done what he asked, and when they saw his faith, they were embarrassed and immediately set out the boy's clothes. Smith asked them to put only socks on his feet.&lt;br&gt;Then inside the boy's room, Smith closed the door and told the lifeless&lt;br&gt;boy that something would happen different from anything he had&lt;br&gt;experienced before. "When I place my hands on you the glory of the&lt;br&gt;Lord will fill this place till I shall not be able to stand. I shall&lt;br&gt;be helpless on the floor." The moment Smith touched the boy, the&lt;br&gt;power of God filled the room and was so strong that Smith fell to the&lt;br&gt;floor. Suddenly, the boy began to yell, &amp;quot;This is for Your Glory,&lt;br&gt;Lord!" Smith was still on the floor when the boy arose and dressed&lt;br&gt;himself. Opening the door, the boy yelled, &amp;quot;Dad! God has healed me! &lt;br&gt;I am healed!"&lt;br&gt;Such glory filled the house that the mother and father fell to the&lt;br&gt;floor also. The entire village was moved and revival began throughout their city.&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;br&gt;Mathys&lt;br&gt;Thanks to Keith on&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonindex.net/modules/newbb/viewtopic_pdf.php?topic_id=11"&gt;http://www.sermonindex.net/modules/newbb/viewtopic_pdf.php?topic_id=11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;497&amp;amp;forum=35 for the interesting read&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-1039353404874773875?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/1039353404874773875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=1039353404874773875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/1039353404874773875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/1039353404874773875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/06/heroes-of-faith-1.html' title='Heroes of Faith 1'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-8268606500646927371</id><published>2008-05-28T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:37:02.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGPwGH-vfzI/SD6g6-Q5SmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SRFDTq8Hk1Q/s1600-h/Superhero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGPwGH-vfzI/SD6g6-Q5SmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SRFDTq8Hk1Q/s400/Superhero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205775154293590626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image is from &lt;a href="http://michaeldougherty.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://michaeldougherty.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;I've been moved the last few days reading really interesting stories&lt;br /&gt;about people that did great things for God.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I should start sharing some of these stories with&lt;br /&gt;you... for a background to know where I'm heading with all this read&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 13:5-11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-8268606500646927371?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8268606500646927371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=8268606500646927371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8268606500646927371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8268606500646927371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/05/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kGPwGH-vfzI/SD6g6-Q5SmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SRFDTq8Hk1Q/s72-c/Superhero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-2540612691073834933</id><published>2008-05-13T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T20:48:44.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger....</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve been reading up a bit on the life of St. Francis and my heart&lt;br&gt;and soul started moving within me so much so that I almost jumped on&lt;br&gt;the Joondalup library table over the weekend shooting to God to bring&lt;br&gt;it back&amp;hellip;&amp;hellip; my heart can&amp;#39;t contain that which is inside.&lt;p&gt;I hunger for God, I hunger for His power to move through us and touch&lt;br&gt;people in a way as never seen before in history. I read the stories&lt;br&gt;of guys such as St. Francis and William Wigglesworth and many others,&lt;br&gt;then I find myself propelled to have this in our generation. &lt;br&gt;I long for it to start!!!! &lt;br&gt;I long for people to get to know God, to get to know the saviour of&lt;br&gt;the world the King of kings&amp;hellip;..&lt;p&gt;My life is nothing, my all is Christ!!!!!&lt;p&gt;My prayer is simple and I ask if you hunger for the same to pray with&lt;br&gt;me&amp;hellip;. &amp;quot;Father God, please send your rain on this generation, Amen&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-2540612691073834933?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/2540612691073834933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=2540612691073834933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2540612691073834933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2540612691073834933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/05/hunger.html' title='Hunger....'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-3951272288115505391</id><published>2008-05-09T03:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T07:36:36.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little things....</title><content type='html'>Guys, how many times have you heard this from your wife….. "It's the&lt;br /&gt;little things that matter!!!!" &lt;p&gt;For the past few weeks I've been spending time with a mate that is really going through a tough time in his marriage. After listening to him I realised that it really is the little things that make a&lt;br /&gt;marriage work. If I want my marriage to be a great success in years to come I have to learn to think different and do the things and more that I use to do when we dated. &lt;p&gt;I made myself a promise never to let the little things disappear out of my marriage. I challenge you to do something new for the woman in your life this week. Remember it's never too late. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-3951272288115505391?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/3951272288115505391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=3951272288115505391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/3951272288115505391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/3951272288115505391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-things.html' title='The little things....'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-5874697595532459748</id><published>2008-04-30T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:12:04.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When My people turn and pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4af002c9b8764d1d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4af002c9b8764d1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331812921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B7ACC63CC4BDF37E498ED1654E13E8D5FC71192.54E2CC9B03524F8D0A34C7BB9A275A19FC4A54AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4af002c9b8764d1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj-cZMGPTrI6UoEuDI5iwqv_WhNY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4af002c9b8764d1d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331812921%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2B7ACC63CC4BDF37E498ED1654E13E8D5FC71192.54E2CC9B03524F8D0A34C7BB9A275A19FC4A54AB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4af002c9b8764d1d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj-cZMGPTrI6UoEuDI5iwqv_WhNY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;This is how one of the best promises start in the Bible. How do we&lt;br&gt;get our nation to turn? &lt;br&gt;Let me tell you about a miracle that happened in South Africa&lt;br&gt;recently. I realized then that &lt;br&gt;only God can change the heart of a nation. &lt;p&gt;Some of you might know Angus Buchan as the writer of the faith like&lt;br&gt;potatoes book. If you haven&amp;#39;t read this book please do so trust me on&lt;br&gt;this. Three years ago Angus was told by the Lord to cancel his busy&lt;br&gt;speaking schedule completely. Angus was distraught as he believed in&lt;br&gt;what he was doing. The Lord told him to look after men but not to&lt;br&gt;advertise this. The first camp had 240 people attend from one&lt;br&gt;invitation mail. The second had over 7000 people attend. &lt;p&gt;I tried to register for Angus camp not because I wanted to learn from&lt;br&gt;him but because I had a desire in my heart to seek the Lord. The&lt;br&gt;website indicated that Angus believed for 20 000 people to attend.&lt;br&gt;Once the registration was complete I was assigned a number 25162. Yes&lt;br&gt;I was the 25162 registered person for the camp. I met with friends&lt;br&gt;for coffee and mentioned the registration and was met with&lt;br&gt;overwhelming response of men who wanted to attend with me. &lt;br&gt;In the end we registered 9 people. The last person number was 33125.&lt;br&gt;We tried to register more but could not. We assumed the registration&lt;br&gt;was now closed. &lt;p&gt;What had happened in fact is that the server which was setup could&lt;br&gt;not handle the 1 registration per second that was required. As we set&lt;br&gt;off for the trip 460 km away we saw vehicles joining the road from&lt;br&gt;most on ramps. We traveled with the biker club 30 men in total &lt;br&gt;(Luckily I was driving the support vehicle)&lt;p&gt;We had a bit of drama when two family members on their bikes left the&lt;br&gt;road and had a serious &lt;br&gt;accident about 120 km from the camp site. (more about this later)&lt;p&gt;As we got to the small town Greytown which is located about 20 km&lt;br&gt;from the farm where the camp would be held we realised something was&lt;br&gt;wrong. All the residents were standing outside their homes. As we&lt;br&gt;turned we noticed a snake of red lights as far as the eyes could see. &lt;br&gt;This was in fact a 22 km of vehicles waiting to enter the farm. We&lt;br&gt;arrived in Greytown just after 18.00pm. At 23.30pm we finally got a&lt;br&gt;spot to put up our tent. &lt;p&gt;How many men were there? Nobody is really sure but last count it was&lt;br&gt;68 000....&lt;br&gt;    Ever heard so many men worshiping? I can not describe it words&lt;br&gt;can not do it justice. &lt;br&gt;      It sounded like war but with a difference Spiritual War!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-5874697595532459748?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/5874697595532459748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=5874697595532459748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5874697595532459748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5874697595532459748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-my-people-turn-and-pray.html' title='When My people turn and pray'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-8726113697133731764</id><published>2008-01-31T18:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T18:25:30.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STORY VS. ARGUMENT</title><content type='html'>I heard about someone that was challenged in an argument one day&lt;br&gt;regarding his faith, the Christian guy simply turned around and said&lt;br&gt;to his argumentative challenger &amp;quot;An argument can&amp;#39;t stand ground with&lt;br&gt;a story&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;I started thinking about this the last few days allot&amp;hellip; it&amp;#39;s true and&lt;br&gt;argument has nothing to a story.&lt;p&gt;Yes you might have a great 1 hour argument but I have a life story&lt;br&gt;that causes me to think different.&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-8726113697133731764?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8726113697133731764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=8726113697133731764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8726113697133731764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8726113697133731764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/01/story-vs-argument.html' title='STORY VS. ARGUMENT'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-4917009720593852900</id><published>2008-01-24T04:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T04:25:59.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD TALK TO ME SO I CAN HEAR YOU</title><content type='html'>I was reeding the part where Jesus was in the garden praying when He&lt;br&gt;knew the final few hours were close. I read this searching for where&lt;br&gt;God spoke to Him in a loud audible voice&amp;hellip; I didn&amp;#39;t find it. Then&lt;br&gt;shame struck me, and I felt so stupid for shouting at God one day to&lt;br&gt;answer me in a loud voice so I could hear Him.&lt;p&gt;If God (with all respect) in the time when Christ was begging for an&lt;br&gt;answer didn&amp;#39;t answer, then who am I to ask for a loud voice from Him.&lt;br&gt;The beauty of this on the other hand, is that in these times when we&lt;br&gt;think there can be no other way, God turns it around into something&lt;br&gt;awesome.&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-4917009720593852900?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/4917009720593852900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=4917009720593852900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/4917009720593852900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/4917009720593852900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/01/god-talk-to-me-so-i-can-hear-you.html' title='GOD TALK TO ME SO I CAN HEAR YOU'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-2685697111011401938</id><published>2008-01-10T00:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:09:54.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it another year has come and gone. I wonder is it&lt;br&gt;that I&amp;#39;m getting older&lt;br&gt;or is the years getting shorter and tougher every year ? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I for one am glad to see the back of 2007. After 2006 which was quite&lt;br&gt;a difficult year we hoped and prayed for a better 2007. It was not to&lt;br&gt;be...&lt;br&gt;But before we all go into a state of depression we should maybe note&lt;br&gt;the possible reasons why the years seams to&lt;br&gt;get tougher and tougher. The Lord said that he will come back for a&lt;br&gt;bride and we should be getting ourselves ready for this. Fire is used&lt;br&gt;to refine&lt;br&gt;gold. It seams that the Church and by that I mean the people that are&lt;br&gt;in the Church are reluctant to move closer to God on there own accord&lt;br&gt;in fact we&lt;br&gt;have even less time to spent with Him. Is it possible that the Lord&lt;br&gt;allows the fire sometimes to work with us to get us ready for His&lt;br&gt;return?. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The world seams to think the end is near look at the number of movies&lt;br&gt;that is showing on circuit depicting end of the world scenarios. I&lt;br&gt;mentioned to a friend just the other day that there is less end time&lt;br&gt;preaching in the church than there is in the worldly programs.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Lets get excited again, Jesus is coming back soon. The signs are&lt;br&gt;there the world can even see this but the big question is &lt;br&gt;do YOU still believe it? &lt;p&gt;Dewald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-2685697111011401938?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/2685697111011401938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=2685697111011401938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2685697111011401938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2685697111011401938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-458364418868930571</id><published>2007-12-20T16:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:50:55.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEATH RATE IS 100%</title><content type='html'>Here is something interesting&amp;hellip; Did you know that the death rate is&lt;br&gt;100%...&lt;br&gt;100% of people that died&amp;hellip; Is still dead.&lt;p&gt;Think about this&amp;hellip; You will die one day. What will you leave behind?&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s impact the world!!&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-458364418868930571?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/458364418868930571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=458364418868930571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/458364418868930571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/458364418868930571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/12/death-rate-is-100.html' title='DEATH RATE IS 100%'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-5249226474309165297</id><published>2007-12-18T00:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:20:58.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love or love?</title><content type='html'>When we think love we think of something cuddly and soft. The&lt;br&gt;floating feeling of falling in love and all the nice things that go&lt;br&gt;with it. Then later in life after you have been with your partner for&lt;br&gt;a while you realise that love had nothing to do with that feeling.&lt;br&gt;Love is about caring when it is not convenient for &lt;br&gt;you, shopping when you hate it, talking when you are barely able to&lt;br&gt;release a grunt.&lt;p&gt;Why then is it that people that used to be so in love can hate and&lt;br&gt;spite one another so badly once they get separated? Sometimes even&lt;br&gt;using their kids as the weapons of mass destruction...&lt;p&gt;How fine is this line that separates love from hate? &lt;p&gt;When God created us we knew nothing about our nakedness (physical&lt;br&gt;love) yet Adam loved Eve so much that already he accepted his fate of&lt;br&gt;dying with her. He knew exactly what would happen if he ate the&lt;br&gt;fruit. &lt;p&gt;Adam forgot one thing though, that he chose his love for Eve over the&lt;br&gt;love for God. This should have beenthe end of it according to our&lt;br&gt;standards. &lt;p&gt; The amazing part is that&lt;br&gt;God did not stop loving Adam. &lt;p&gt;The line should have been crossed we should be hated by God or even&lt;br&gt;destroyed!  &lt;p&gt;Ah but we never realised that God is the line. He is Love. The power&lt;br&gt;of such love so extraordinary that no matter how you have&lt;br&gt;disappointed Him He still died to save you. In fact he is still&lt;br&gt;counting your hair everyday....&lt;p&gt;Now that we realise that God&amp;#39;s Love for us is eternal and not based&lt;br&gt;on any feelings lets base our relationships on His type of Love, on&lt;br&gt;Him.&lt;br&gt;Next time if you are not sure if something is from God consider if it&lt;br&gt;is based on Love Godly Love.&lt;p&gt;Dewald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-5249226474309165297?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/5249226474309165297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=5249226474309165297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5249226474309165297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5249226474309165297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-or-love.html' title='Love or love?'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-8927844933141171899</id><published>2007-12-06T22:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T22:14:46.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE LIFE</title><content type='html'>Some wise words that landed in my inbox this morning:&lt;p&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn&amp;#39;t supposed&lt;br&gt;to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken&lt;br&gt;probably more than once and it&amp;#39;s harder every time. You&amp;#39;ll break&lt;br&gt;hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You&amp;#39;ll&lt;br&gt;fight with your best friend. You&amp;#39;ll blame a new love for things an&lt;br&gt;old one did. You&amp;#39;ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you&amp;#39;ll&lt;br&gt;eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh&lt;br&gt;too much, and love like you&amp;#39;ve never been hurt because every sixty&lt;br&gt;seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you&amp;#39;ll never get&lt;br&gt;back. &lt;br&gt;Don&amp;#39;t be afraid that your life will end, &lt;br&gt;be afraid that it will never begin.&lt;p&gt;Dewald&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-8927844933141171899?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8927844933141171899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=8927844933141171899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8927844933141171899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8927844933141171899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/12/live-life.html' title='LIVE LIFE'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-8102602009615490088</id><published>2007-11-23T02:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:25:53.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WISDOM</title><content type='html'>The Bible comes to this conclusion regarding Wisdom: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Wisdom is to know God and to shun evil&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Know God as you know your wife or friends intimately...&lt;p&gt;Shun evil - Do not put yourself in a position where you are &lt;br&gt;vulnerable in that way you avoid (shun) evil. &lt;p&gt;And all the other joys will be added.....look at Solomon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-8102602009615490088?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8102602009615490088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=8102602009615490088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8102602009615490088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8102602009615490088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/11/wisdom.html' title='WISDOM'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-7648044389393787200</id><published>2007-11-22T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:19:47.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER CHANCE</title><content type='html'>If you woke up this morning, congratulations!! You get another chance.&lt;br&gt;What are you going to do with it?&lt;p&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-7648044389393787200?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/7648044389393787200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=7648044389393787200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7648044389393787200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/7648044389393787200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-chance.html' title='ANOTHER CHANCE'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-2604465519645955658</id><published>2007-11-13T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:13:18.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH ONE-SIDED</title><content type='html'>Faith one sided&lt;br&gt;Question: Can faith be one sided? In other words, let us say someone&lt;br&gt;is ill and I pray for that person though they have no faith&amp;hellip;.can they&lt;br&gt;be healed on the basis of my faith?&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m reminded about two stories off hand in the Bible, but one that&lt;br&gt;jumps out at me is the guy that was lowered through the roof of a&lt;br&gt;house by his mates so that he may be healed by Jesus.  Picture this,&lt;br&gt;Jesus was in the village for some time and must have walked past this&lt;br&gt;guy a few times. The guy might have given up hope for all we know.&lt;br&gt;One of his mates might have been in the house while Jesus was talking&lt;br&gt;and all of a sudden had this bright idea, got some mates together,&lt;br&gt;picked him up and dropped him through the roof. Because of there&lt;br&gt;faith he was healed.&lt;br&gt;Next time someone around you is down and out, pick them up and carry&lt;br&gt;them on your faith to God.&lt;br&gt;Let&amp;#39;s do what mates should do, be there for each other.&lt;br&gt;Mathys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-2604465519645955658?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/2604465519645955658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=2604465519645955658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2604465519645955658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/2604465519645955658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/11/faith-one-sided.html' title='FAITH ONE-SIDED'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-8708600717481287777</id><published>2007-11-06T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:27:13.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WICKETS, IT'S A BALANCING ACT</title><content type='html'>Do you have your wickets covered and who is covering it for you in life?&lt;br /&gt;We get so busy and our focus are pulled from one side to the other&lt;br /&gt;and before we know it the area that we thought is okay gets&lt;br /&gt;"wicketed" We have to realise that we can't place our focus on&lt;br /&gt;everything in our life, it's just impossible and you will get worn&lt;br /&gt;out if you try and do so. But in contrary to this I would also like&lt;br /&gt;to add that we can't let our gaurd down in other areas of life just&lt;br /&gt;because we think it's covered. We have to balance life, we have to&lt;br /&gt;learn and know when something in our life is suffering because we&lt;br /&gt;have been neglecting it.&lt;br /&gt;How do I balance my work and family life? How do I balance my&lt;br /&gt;Christian life in this world? How do I balance myself?&lt;br /&gt;Ps.119:9-11&lt;br /&gt;9 How can a young man keep his way pure?&lt;br /&gt;By living according to your word.&lt;br /&gt;10 I seek you with all my heart;&lt;br /&gt;do not let me stray from your commands.&lt;br /&gt;11 I have hidden your word in my heart&lt;br /&gt;that I might not sin against you. &lt;p&gt;I have to search for the heart of the Father, in doing this I will&lt;br /&gt;know what needs to be balanced and what I just plain simple need to&lt;br /&gt;drop.&lt;br /&gt;Mathys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-8708600717481287777?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/8708600717481287777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=8708600717481287777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8708600717481287777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/8708600717481287777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/11/wickets-its-balancing-act.html' title='WICKETS, IT&apos;S A BALANCING ACT'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-9030045593921671276</id><published>2007-10-26T03:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T03:36:31.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE WE ALL JUST MISUNDERSTOOD? </title><content type='html'>I recently had the fortune or should I say misfortune to stumble&lt;br&gt;across a blog article with the title Sacrificial lamb on the Samson&lt;br&gt;blinded blog. See link below to read for yourself.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://samsonblinded.org/blog/sacrificial-lamb.htm"&gt;http://samsonblinded.org/blog/sacrificial-lamb.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was a very negative article about how the Christians cant wait for&lt;br&gt;the Jews to be pulverized in Jerusalem. I would like to quote from&lt;br&gt;his site: &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;A Christian editor sarcastically commented on one of my articles: &amp;quot;A&lt;br&gt;simple, inexpensive solution: pulverize Jerusalem. Think of the&lt;br&gt;problems that would solve.&amp;quot; After a few seconds of shock, I realized&lt;br&gt;the suggestion as the quintessence of messianic attitude toward&lt;br&gt;Israel. Christians exterminated the Jews for fifteen centuries, and&lt;br&gt;neither mentality nor Christian religion has changed.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Several comments was made after the article and the importance of the&lt;br&gt;misunderstanding between Jews and Christians and even Christians and&lt;br&gt;Christians about the role the Jewish people play was what shocked me.&lt;br&gt;Some people are under the illusion should the Jewish people be&lt;br&gt;exterminated the whole world will be peaceful. I think we should&lt;br&gt;remember Jesus&amp;#39; comments to the disciples to go to the nation of&lt;br&gt;Israel first and then to the Gentiles. This shows the importance the&lt;br&gt;Lord put on the nation of Israel who because of their inherited&lt;br&gt;stubbornness not to conform to their surroundings was able to present&lt;br&gt;us with a clear message from creation up to the birth of the Messiah. &lt;p&gt;The lies Satan spread that the Jews killed Jesus has caused great&lt;br&gt;confusion and divide between two people who should have otherwise&lt;br&gt;been at peace. Fact the Jews could not touch Jesus until He allowed&lt;br&gt;it. He volunteered to be our Messiah. He choose the Jewish people. He&lt;br&gt;has not forgotten them or us his adopted children. He is coming back&lt;br&gt;for us. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-9030045593921671276?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/9030045593921671276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=9030045593921671276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/9030045593921671276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/9030045593921671276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/are-we-all-just-misunderstood.html' title='ARE WE ALL JUST MISUNDERSTOOD? '/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-3759873138253541237</id><published>2007-10-21T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:45:39.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WASTE OF TIME</title><content type='html'>Got this from one of Baz Luhrmann songs Everybody&amp;#39;s Free&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you&amp;#39;re ahead, sometimes &lt;br&gt;you&amp;#39;re behind...the race is long, and in the end, it&amp;#39;s only with &lt;br&gt;yourself.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Reference &lt;a href="http://www.lyricscrawler.com/song/3953.html"&gt;http://www.lyricscrawler.com/song/3953.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-3759873138253541237?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/3759873138253541237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=3759873138253541237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/3759873138253541237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/3759873138253541237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/waste-of-time.html' title='WASTE OF TIME'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-6549928886200858599</id><published>2007-10-21T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T07:39:27.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM WRITERS</title><content type='html'>For those of you that haven't seen the movie Freedom Writers, go get&lt;br /&gt;it now!!&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how we can be divided over race or colour but deep down&lt;br /&gt;we have so much in common that we are actually more alike than we&lt;br /&gt;would like to admit.&lt;br /&gt;We have to realize that there is potential in every person no matter&lt;br /&gt;his or her background or dare I say their religion even. How much&lt;br /&gt;greater is it to built up someone of an opposing faith in just being&lt;br /&gt;there for him/her and in this way win their trust and respect without&lt;br /&gt;confronting them first about that which "divides" or make us&lt;br /&gt;"different". &lt;p&gt;May this movie impact your life and force you to think in a new&lt;br /&gt;direction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-6549928886200858599?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/6549928886200858599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=6549928886200858599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/6549928886200858599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/6549928886200858599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/freedom-writers.html' title='FREEDOM WRITERS'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-745674600007285963</id><published>2007-10-16T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:35:52.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>I would like to share two things on destiny with you.&lt;p&gt;-Your destiny is in the people you meet.&lt;br&gt;Why do I say this? Think about where you are today and about the&lt;br&gt;people that changed you and helped you to be who you are.&lt;p&gt;-Your destiny is to change the world.&lt;br&gt;You were born to change the world, you are here right now because&lt;br&gt;there is a purpose for you. Believe this and live it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-745674600007285963?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/745674600007285963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=745674600007285963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/745674600007285963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/745674600007285963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/destiny.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-24878827017013083</id><published>2007-10-11T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:31:56.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DARKNESS WITHIN FAITH</title><content type='html'>My personal reflections on an article by David Van Biema, Time&lt;br&gt;Magazine 23 Aug 2007 &amp;quot;Mother Teresa&amp;#39;s Crisis of Faith&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;O God, You are my God, earnestly will I seek You; my inner self&lt;br&gt;thirsts for you, my flesh longs and is faint for You, in a dry and&lt;br&gt;weary land where no water is.&amp;quot; [1]&lt;p&gt;The article Mother Teresa&amp;#39;s Crisis of Faith is written with a&lt;br&gt;shocking insight into the life of a great woman, Mother Teresa (Anges&lt;br&gt;Bojaxhiu), and portraying one of her deepest inner battles &amp;quot;the&lt;br&gt;darkness within faith&amp;quot; [2] that she faced for the biggest part of her&lt;br&gt;ministry. This &amp;quot;darkness&amp;quot; reflected in letters written to her&lt;br&gt;confessors, which showed a woman that very much loved God and tried&lt;br&gt;her very best to do His will, yet still felt even lonelier in doing&lt;br&gt;so.&lt;p&gt;On this subject I&amp;#39;m with Mother Teresa and David as with so many&lt;br&gt;others, when we in all our human failures ask the same question in&lt;br&gt;times of darkness. Even though we know there is a God we still ask&lt;br&gt;the question when looking at our situations.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;hellip; that there was no human remedy for it (that is, she should not&lt;br&gt;feel responsible for affecting it); that feeling Jesus is not the&lt;br&gt;only proof of his being there, and her very craving for God was a&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;sure sign&amp;#39; of his &amp;#39;hidden presence&amp;#39; in her life; and that the&lt;br&gt;absence was in fact part of the &amp;#39;spiritual side&amp;#39; of her work for&lt;br&gt;Jesus.&amp;quot; [2]&lt;br&gt;Reading this statement strengthens my way of living for God in the&lt;br&gt;fact that, if the norm in my life is feelings and manifestations I&lt;br&gt;will fail in troubled times, but if the norm in my life is faith upon&lt;br&gt;the word of God, I will pull through troubles times. Mother Teresa&lt;br&gt;could have stopped believing, doing and caring but how many lives&lt;br&gt;would have been lost by her going on a feeling.&lt;p&gt;In my life as a Christian there will be times that I feel that God is&lt;br&gt;just not there. These are the times that I need to start acting in&lt;br&gt;faith as Mother Teresa did and continue pushing forward for that&lt;br&gt;greater goal, His kingdom. Mother Teresa said it so beautifully;&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;I accept not in my feelings&amp;mdash;but with my will, the Will of God&amp;mdash;I&lt;br&gt;accept His will&amp;quot; [2]&lt;br&gt;Having times of darkness within faith forces me to turn my face away&lt;br&gt;from that which is around me and face towards my creator, it forces&lt;br&gt;me to search His will and not mine.&lt;p&gt;These are not times of abandonment but times of focusing on my&lt;br&gt;dependence in God.&lt;p&gt;References:&lt;p&gt;1 Psalm 63:1 Amplified Bible&lt;br&gt;2 David Van Biema, Time Magazine 23 Aug 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-24878827017013083?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/24878827017013083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=24878827017013083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/24878827017013083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/24878827017013083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/darkness-within-faith.html' title='DARKNESS WITHIN FAITH'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-6944179888986821506</id><published>2007-10-07T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:23:54.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BECOMING REAL</title><content type='html'>What is it about becoming real? read on......&lt;p&gt;The Skin Horse had lived longer in the nursery than any of the&lt;br&gt;others. He was so old and most of the hairs in his tail had been&lt;br&gt;pulled out to string bead necklaces. For nursery magic is very&lt;br&gt;strange and wonderful, and only those playthings that are old and&lt;br&gt;wise and experienced like the Skin Horse understand all about it. &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What is REAL?&amp;quot; asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side&lt;br&gt;by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room.&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out&lt;br&gt;handle?&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Real isn&amp;#39;t how you are made,&amp;quot; said the Skin Horse. &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a thing&lt;br&gt;that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time,&lt;br&gt;not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Does it hurt?&amp;quot; asked the Rabbit.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sometimes,&amp;quot; said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. &amp;quot;When&lt;br&gt;you are Real you don&amp;#39;t mind being hurt.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,&amp;quot; he asked, &amp;quot;or bit&lt;br&gt;by bit?&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It doesn&amp;#39;t happen all at once,&amp;quot; said the Skin Horse. &amp;quot;You become. It&lt;br&gt;takes a long time. That&amp;#39;s why it doesn&amp;#39;t happen often to people who&lt;br&gt;break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.&lt;br&gt;Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved&lt;br&gt;off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very&lt;br&gt;shabby. But these things don&amp;#39;t matter at all, because once you are&lt;br&gt;Real you can&amp;#39;t be ugly, except to people who don&amp;#39;t understand.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;from The Velveteen Rabbit&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/williams/rabbit/rabbit.html"&gt;http://digital.library.upenn.edu/women/williams/rabbit/rabbit.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;by Margery Williams; illustration by William Nicholson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-6944179888986821506?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/6944179888986821506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=6944179888986821506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/6944179888986821506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/6944179888986821506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/10/becoming-real.html' title='BECOMING REAL'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-5864061049268761467</id><published>2007-09-27T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:52:46.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;alk on the wild side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go Places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Climb the mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dive the oceans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Challenge yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Challenge others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw this once on someone's T-shirt sitting at a church service and I was gripped by it. In a way it's me in a few words. This is my first entry onto the blog so come with me and enjoy the journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-5864061049268761467?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/5864061049268761467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=5864061049268761467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5864061049268761467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/5864061049268761467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/09/life_27.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188002991882226655.post-99308849386002690</id><published>2007-09-25T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:56:07.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear Faith Love</title><content type='html'>Martin Sheen, actor and star of the award-winning television series&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;The West Wing&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Fear is useless&lt;br&gt;Faith is necessary&lt;br&gt;Love is everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/188002991882226655-99308849386002690?l=inspiretolive.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/feeds/99308849386002690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=188002991882226655&amp;postID=99308849386002690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/99308849386002690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/188002991882226655/posts/default/99308849386002690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiretolive.blogspot.com/2007/09/fear-faith-love.html' title='Fear Faith Love'/><author><name>Inspire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04834265230038001209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
