God180.com - Blogs http://www.God180.com/blog.php God180.com : Online Christian Fellowship en Fri, 29 Aug 2008 07:54:48 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.God180.com/images/misc/rss.jpg God180.com - Blogs http://www.God180.com/blog.php The Big Move http://www.God180.com/blogs/newtronical1/63_big_move.html Mon, 25 Aug 2008 09:22:31 GMT Well the big move from Troy to Titus Alabama is completed and done with minimal issues. You can read all the details in my personal blog at ... http://www.onegod-onelife.com/bloggest But for a quick rundown...we had two tires blow out on the way to Titus, tearung up the insulation under the mobile home. We were in a race to beat the Tropical Storm Faye in setting the hoe up before the weather got to bad and that was accomplished but the people setting up the home did a slack job in replacing the plumbing that went under the mobile home, something I will probably have to do at a later time. The skirting that went around the home will have to be replaced as the home is now about a foot higher than it was in Troy rendering the old skirting pretty much obsolete. The shed was moved Saturday just before the weather got bad and I was very blessed to get this accomplished. After the storm blew through, the creek we have out in the back became a river and it is very neat to be able to walk in the back yard and see and hear the rushing water over the rocks as the water drains from the higher elevations around my property. In a nutshell, I am very pleased and very very blessed to get this move done and thank God for all the help He has given me. Well the big move from Troy to Titus Alabama is completed and done with minimal issues. You can read all the details in my personal blog at ...

http://www.onegod-onelife.com/bloggest

But for a quick rundown...we had two tires blow out on the way to Titus, tearung up the insulation under the mobile home. We were in a race to beat the Tropical Storm Faye in setting the hoe up before the weather got to bad and that was accomplished but the people setting up the home did a slack job in replacing the plumbing that went under the mobile home, something I will probably have to do at a later time.

The skirting that went around the home will have to be replaced as the home is now about a foot higher than it was in Troy rendering the old skirting pretty much obsolete. The shed was moved Saturday just before the weather got bad and I was very blessed to get this accomplished.

After the storm blew through, the creek we have out in the back became a river and it is very neat to be able to walk in the back yard and see and hear the rushing water over the rocks as the water drains from the higher elevations around my property.

In a nutshell, I am very pleased and very very blessed to get this move done and thank God for all the help He has given me. ]]> newtronical1 http://www.God180.com/blogs/newtronical1/63_big_move.html Strong on Your Behalf http://www.God180.com/blogs/poetrob68/62_strong_your_behalf.html Fri, 15 Aug 2008 18:20:42 GMT Strong On Your Behalf

Today's Scripture

"The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose hearts are loyal toward Him" (II Chronicles 16:9).



God wants to show Himself strong on your behalf! He's looking for hearts that are faithful to Him. He wants to amaze you with His goodness, and make you an example of His faithfulness—especially when everything around you seems difficult. It's not much of a stretch to believe for blessing and promotion when everyone is being blessed. When everything is going great around you, it's easy for people to look at your life and say, "Oh, that's just because the economy is strong and we live in a land of abundance." But when things don't look so good and you prosper anyway, that's a greater testimony to the world. People will know that it makes a difference to serve the Most High God!

Keep your heart turned toward God and expect increase even if things look difficult. Remember, God wants to show Himself strong on your behalf. He is building a testimony in you He wants to pour out His abundant blessing and fulfill every dream and desire in your heart to His glory!

A Prayer for Today

Father in heaven, thank You for Your goodness and desire to show Yourself strong on my behalf. I invite You to work in my life. Keep my heart and mind close to You always. I bless Your Holy Name. In Jesus' Name. Amen. ]]> poetrob68 http://www.God180.com/blogs/poetrob68/62_strong_your_behalf.html Read My Bible again... http://www.God180.com/blogs/nate/61_read_my_bible_again.html Wed, 23 Jul 2008 00:49:30 GMT Well this morning was the first morning in over a month that I picked up my Bible and studied the word.

When I read the Bible I usually have some sort of Goal in mind, maybe studying a certian word or book but this time I am going to first read the new testament cover to cover then the old. I find when I set something like that I follow through with it because I hate to fail.

This morning I read Mathew 1. It wasn't much but it was a start. I am going to take it easy and draw all I can from the scripture as I do this task.

As I write this I feel as if I have been away from the word for years when in truth it has only been 30 - 40 days, but in that time the distance of the Chasam between where I am now and where I was seems so very far.

Today I am making it my goal to spend some time in prayer. It is another palce that I have failed and the damage done can be seen.

The next part of this is very personal but I have to do it. I am not doing this because I want sympathy or because I feel we must confess to man but because God is giving me this forum as a place of accountability...

Openly before my Brothers and Sisters I want to confess the sins that I have committed... so that I will be held accountable for them in front of my peers... this list is not complete but they are the ones that haunt me each day, some are not black and white but fall heavily under loving your brother and following God with all your heart... I will include this part with each post so that the fear of God might fill my heart...

again this is not a complete but what I feel God is revealing to me openly at this moment.

1. Lust, this sin consumes me more than any other
2. Lazyness towards my job,
3. Slander and Gossip, of my fellow workers with other fellow workers
4. No prayer time

These are the ones that I am battling with up front.

Today it is my goal to pray to God to help me with these sins so that I can resume my spiritual growth and on a path of his will for my life and that the other areas where I fail him will be shown to me.

Nate ]]> nate http://www.God180.com/blogs/nate/61_read_my_bible_again.html My First God180 Blog http://www.God180.com/blogs/nate/60_my_first_god180_blog.html Tue, 22 Jul 2008 07:56:11 GMT I am making the decision to chronicle my walk with the Lord here on my God180 Blog. I will also back it up to a personal blog that I currently run just for my sake. The reason that I am doing this is for my own selfish reasons and nothing else. Accountability is what I need so I am freely posting my personal e-mail address and ask everyone who may read this to help me out in my walk by yelling at me if I go more than say a week without posting. I am in desperate need of accountability right now, epically while working on the rig. At home I have a great support group, family, who hold me to my actions but on the rig I am a free man so to speak… but honestly I only dig my prison to the world deeper. So please I beg all who read this to help me out, slap me around if you have to, kick me in the butt, lift me up, whatever it takes and I promise to do the same after all isn’t that what this is all about. As I promised, my e-mail K9_subsea @ yahoo. com I am making the decision to chronicle my walk with the Lord here on my God180 Blog. I will also back it up to a personal blog that I currently run just for my sake. The reason that I am doing this is for my own selfish reasons and nothing else. Accountability is what I need so I am freely posting my personal e-mail address and ask everyone who may read this to help me out in my walk by yelling at me if I go more than say a week without posting. I am in desperate need of accountability right now, epically while working on the rig. At home I have a great support group, family, who hold me to my actions but on the rig I am a free man so to speak… but honestly I only dig my prison to the world deeper. So please I beg all who read this to help me out, slap me around if you have to, kick me in the butt, lift me up, whatever it takes and I promise to do the same after all isn’t that what this is all about.

As I promised, my e-mail

K9_subsea @ yahoo. com ]]> nate http://www.God180.com/blogs/nate/60_my_first_god180_blog.html How God has blessed my life by bringing my wife and I together! http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/58_how_god_has_blessed_my_life_bringing_my_wife_i_together.html Mon, 09 Jun 2008 09:31:11 GMT How God has blessed my life by bringing my wife and I together!
My wife and I was introduced by a mutual friend (dean) we had from California, this was the first of October, 1997. She was from Pennsylvania, and of course I was from Indiana. We all had ICQ and I don’t know if you have ICQ, so will briefly explain it to you. It is a chat program that you have to authorize users; you do not have to have a browser open to use it. He introduced us, but she was leery of me. She was known as a man hater, and I know this, because I have seen the reactions of some of her friends when I came along.
I tried to get her to authorize me and she wouldn’t, you could send messages but it was better to be authorized. Then my computer got sick and I was offline for a couple weeks. when I got computer back up, I tried 3 more times, I thought after the latest 2 attempts, I would try 1 more time, if she didn’t respond, I would just give up. Needless to say she responded. This was the end of October. We both worked dayshift, so we would rush home and talk on ICQ all evening till midnight or later. then the weekend before thanksgiving she ask me to come up and visit her the weekend after thanksgiving, I got to thinking that we would both have a long weekend thanksgiving weekend, so I said what about thanksgiving weekend. She said that would be great. so I left after I got off work the Wednesday before thanksgiving and came to Pennsylvania and got up here about 11:00 pm we talked till about 3 am then I went to hotel, which she already had set up for me. Then got up around 8 and came back to her house and went to her moms for thanksgiving. The funny thing about this is she got a headache while at her moms, and she asks me to drive home. She did not know how I drove, yet she trusted me to drive her and her son home. In her younger days she lived a wild life and a guy took advantage of her and she had a son, but God has blessed her and she is a great Christian lady now. She also had a part-time job and had to work the day after thanksgiving. so she I stayed at her house, with her son, which is another miracle, because even though we did a lot of talking on ICQ, I could have been just telling her things so that I could set her up and take advantage of her too. But God was already at work in our lives. She went ahead and give me keys to her house. we discussed marriage and was going to get married February 14th, I came back home to Indiana on Saturday, when I got home and called her, we decided we could not wait that we had to get married sooner. So we talked and talked. And she came down the following weekend to visit my family. While she was down we decided to get married the last Saturday of December, 1997. I ask her how her son felt about it (he was 15 at the time) and she said he was ok with it. I told her the reason I was asking, was if he was against it, there would be no use in us trying, because he would always be driving wedges between us. I said that once we get married that I would not come in and be a "mean ole step dad", but I wouldn’t let him walk on me either. To this day, he has never said, "I don’t have to listen to you, you are not my dad" we get along great. I thought him how to drive. His mom made him nervous and he was more comfortable with me in the front seat. Anyway, so on December 27, 1997 we got married. The pastor who married us was dead-set against it, at first, then after him and Judy talked for a while, he was ok with it, because he realized that we had discussed everything under the sun. he also usually requires like 5 - 2 hour sessions of marriage counseling, we had about 2 hours total, because when he would ask different questions, we not only answered that question, we would end up and answer other questions he was going to ask, even before he asked. Needless to say, we are still happily married. My stepson and I get along great. He treats me the same way he treats his mom.
I gradually would ask him to do things and tell him no when he would ask to do some things, not to be mean, but even teens do need to learn that they don’t always get to do everything. His mom always told him yes, so when she wanted to tell him no, but couldn’t make herself say no, she would say, I can’t make that decision, that is up to Rick. He knew that if he whined he could get his way with his mom, but whining didn’t work with me. I didn’t tell him no to be mean. But didn’t feel he should get to do everything he wanted. when I told him no, the first few times he would try whining to see if I would give in like mama, once he figured out I didn’t change my mind. Then he knew what I said was final. He will ask me things now that he really should be asking his mom. He respects me and I respect him. We still get along great.:praying: ]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/58_how_god_has_blessed_my_life_bringing_my_wife_i_together.html Abel and his hospital stay for test http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/57_abel_his_hospital_stay_test.html Sat, 07 Jun 2008 00:35:11 GMT Abel(name changed) was about 55 at the time. Just a little history on him, before I start. According to his information, he was born and appeared to be normal and then something happened when he was 5 years old and he forgot everything and had to relearn everything. Mentally he is around 3, physically he is 58 today. He use to be an aid boy, way back when the individuals were allowed to do things like that. He is a very helpful, loving and lovable individual. He is considered non-verbal, but when you get use to him, you can understand a few words, he has a vocabulary of about 10-12 words. Anyway, he was going to the hospital to have test done, basically because I had been complaining and fighting for him, because he was getting awful stomach cramps anytime he ate. Where I work, the individuals do get good care, but sometimes you have to fight for them to get the state to actually run test on them, you know, we , as RSA’s(direct care staff) are with them day in and day our, we know when something is wrong. They told me he was not allowed anything to eat, after a certain time, because of the test. I did volunteer to be his one-to-one(one-to-ones mean you have 1 staff responsible for one individual), even worked a double so that I could be the one with him at the hospital. I took my jacket, I did not need it, but I knew that he liked to help, so I could use that as a way to make him more comfortable, by asking him to help and hold my coat, when I did this, he lit up, because it made him feel useful. Anyway, they put him in a room with another individual, and when they brought a tray for the other individual, they ask what he was allowed to eat, I said basically anything, but my employer told me he was not allowed to eat because of the test, she went and looked and said, he is allowed to eat up till midnight, because he is not having test till the next day. So she brought him a tray of food, here it is around 6:00 pm and he had not had anything to eat since breakfast, he started wolfing his food down, so I took it away from him and just fed him, so he would not get choked. I had started to work at 6:45 AM and I was with him at the hospital till midnight, then someone relieved me, then I went back up to be with him at 6:45 the next morning. You know, hospitals can be scary for you or me, so can you imagine what they look like to a mentally challenged individual? So, anyway, he starts out with pajama’s, but the first time he goes to the bathroom, then he strips and then he sleeps in his birthday suit(nude). They came in and said he needed to put a hospital gown on, so he could go for his test, well, it took about 45 minutes before I got it on him, he is very bull-headed, especially when he is scared and out of his element. Finally, I thought to myself, in his younger days, he was pretty wild and they had used straight jackets on him, to him the gown probably looks like a straight jacket, so I said, Abel, look here and I put it on myself and said see, it is a nice gown, will you put it on for me now and he looked at me and smiled and then he held out his hands and let me put it on him. Now if I had not been there, the hospital staff would have gotten mad at him and forcefully put it on him, but since I knew him, I could get him to wear it. He was having 2 test done, they took us down about 30 minutes before the test and I had him in a wheelchair, so while we were waiting, I was walking he around the big room and every time we went by a monitor, I said look, Abel, you are on TV. I kept him calm and relaxed. Then when they were ready for the test, they said they wanted me to go back into the secure area, because they wanted me to be there with him, during the test. They took him back, but I had to put on the pull-over one size fits all, that really doesn’t, garb, as he was going through the door, he had a look of fear and you could read his facial expression and it said, why are you staying there, you are suppose to be with me. As soon as I got the garb on, they took me back there and he looked up and smiled and held out his hands, because he wanted to give me a hug, because I was with him, so I leaned over so he could give me a hug, and he did and all the people, quite a few, said awwww, how sweet. There was probably about 10 to 12 people standing around. They said how is he with shots, I said he does fine with them, so when they were ready, I stood behind him and put my arms down over his shoulders and crossed them, this way, it kind of holds his head, so that he can not bite, when they are scared, they will sometimes bite, but only when scared. This also has another purpose, I can rub his belly and talk to him close to him and keep him somewhat relaxed. So they give him his shot and he did great and the person said, hmmmm, we had all of the people here for nothing. Anyway we went back to have an ultrasound done of his heart, they said he was kind of in a twilight state, so I ask them if he could hear, they said probably, but wasn’t sure, so I said I would talk to him quietly during the procedure, because I would rather talk to him and him not hear a thing, than not talk to him and he hear everything going on. I was constantly rubbing his head, forehead and arms, to let him know I was still there. They took him back to his room and came and got him for his second procedure later on. Now this is confusing to me and still is to this day, they had me wear this special garb for an ultrasound of his heart, but when they did the stomach scope, I didn’t have to wear the special garb. Because of the HIPPA regulations, they told me, since I was in a secure area again, to look straight ahead because of the privacy issues. They also had me go with him to for the stomach scope, they had me stand in the corner till they got set up, then had me come over by him and I talked to him and rubbed his arms and legs, so that he would know I was standing there right beside him. It was interesting watching as he did the stomach scope, but it was disgusting too, lol, if you know what I mean. so they told me to go to the waiting room and they would come get me when he was about ready to come too, so I did, then 2 minutes later they came and got me, they said their was a lapse in communication, they were suppose to keep me with him, to be with him, so that when he come too, he would see a famaliar face. He had been quite challenging in the past and they remember him, so they change the rules somewhat to keep his regular staff with him. Anyway, while I was standing there, rubbing his belly and talking to him, the recovery nurse, said I had an accent similar to her husbands, she ask where I was from, and I told her the state of Indiana, She said her husband was too, so I ask her what his last name was and she told me, to shorten this some, come to find out, he is the same age as me, and we had actually went to school together when we were in grade school and my aunt had actually worked for his dad in a five and dime store. I told her that my aunt worked for his dad and she said Aunt Shirley and I said yes, my aunt died in 1987 so I thought it was amazing that his wife would know my aunt too. He said her husband worked there too, and if I wanted she would call him and see if he had some free time to come down, so we could talk for a little bit. She did call him and he did make some time to come down and talk and we had a nice visit. I thought it was amazing, because I only went to that school for the first 4 years and then we moved, not to mention it was 400 miles away and after all this time and distance, that I would actually meet someone I had went to grade school with. I figured I would be lucky if I seen anyone I knew, much less an old school friend. Abel started coming too, about the time we got done talking, needless to say they did not find anything wrong with him, so not sure what was causing his stomach cramps. Abel(name changed) was about 55 at the time. Just a little history on him, before I start. According to his information, he was born and appeared to be normal and then something happened when he was 5 years old and he forgot everything and had to relearn everything. Mentally he is around 3, physically he is 58 today. He use to be an aid boy, way back when the individuals were allowed to do things like that. He is a very helpful, loving and lovable individual. He is considered non-verbal, but when you get use to him, you can understand a few words, he has a vocabulary of about 10-12 words. Anyway, he was going to the hospital to have test done, basically because I had been complaining and fighting for him, because he was getting awful stomach cramps anytime he ate. Where I work, the individuals do get good care, but sometimes you have to fight for them to get the state to actually run test on them, you know, we , as RSA’s(direct care staff) are with them day in and day our, we know when something is wrong. They told me he was not allowed anything to eat, after a certain time, because of the test. I did volunteer to be his one-to-one(one-to-ones mean you have 1 staff responsible for one individual), even worked a double so that I could be the one with him at the hospital. I took my jacket, I did not need it, but I knew that he liked to help, so I could use that as a way to make him more comfortable, by asking him to help and hold my coat, when I did this, he lit up, because it made him feel useful. Anyway, they put him in a room with another individual, and when they brought a tray for the other individual, they ask what he was allowed to eat, I said basically anything, but my employer told me he was not allowed to eat because of the test, she went and looked and said, he is allowed to eat up till midnight, because he is not having test till the next day. So she brought him a tray of food, here it is around 6:00 pm and he had not had anything to eat since breakfast, he started wolfing his food down, so I took it away from him and just fed him, so he would not get choked. I had started to work at 6:45 AM and I was with him at the hospital till midnight, then someone relieved me, then I went back up to be with him at 6:45 the next morning. You know, hospitals can be scary for you or me, so can you imagine what they look like to a mentally challenged individual? So, anyway, he starts out with pajama’s, but the first time he goes to the bathroom, then he strips and then he sleeps in his birthday suit(nude). They came in and said he needed to put a hospital gown on, so he could go for his test, well, it took about 45 minutes before I got it on him, he is very bull-headed, especially when he is scared and out of his element. Finally, I thought to myself, in his younger days, he was pretty wild and they had used straight jackets on him, to him the gown probably looks like a straight jacket, so I said, Abel, look here and I put it on myself and said see, it is a nice gown, will you put it on for me now and he looked at me and smiled and then he held out his hands and let me put it on him. Now if I had not been there, the hospital staff would have gotten mad at him and forcefully put it on him, but since I knew him, I could get him to wear it. He was having 2 test done, they took us down about 30 minutes before the test and I had him in a wheelchair, so while we were waiting, I was walking he around the big room and every time we went by a monitor, I said look, Abel, you are on TV. I kept him calm and relaxed. Then when they were ready for the test, they said they wanted me to go back into the secure area, because they wanted me to be there with him, during the test. They took him back, but I had to put on the pull-over one size fits all, that really doesn’t, garb, as he was going through the door, he had a look of fear and you could read his facial expression and it said, why are you staying there, you are suppose to be with me. As soon as I got the garb on, they took me back there and he looked up and smiled and held out his hands, because he wanted to give me a hug, because I was with him, so I leaned over so he could give me a hug, and he did and all the people, quite a few, said awwww, how sweet. There was probably about 10 to 12 people standing around. They said how is he with shots, I said he does fine with them, so when they were ready, I stood behind him and put my arms down over his shoulders and crossed them, this way, it kind of holds his head, so that he can not bite, when they are scared, they will sometimes bite, but only when scared. This also has another purpose, I can rub his belly and talk to him close to him and keep him somewhat relaxed. So they give him his shot and he did great and the person said, hmmmm, we had all of the people here for nothing. Anyway we went back to have an ultrasound done of his heart, they said he was kind of in a twilight state, so I ask them if he could hear, they said probably, but wasn’t sure, so I said I would talk to him quietly during the procedure, because I would rather talk to him and him not hear a thing, than not talk to him and he hear everything going on. I was constantly rubbing his head, forehead and arms, to let him know I was still there. They took him back to his room and came and got him for his second procedure later on. Now this is confusing to me and still is to this day, they had me wear this special garb for an ultrasound of his heart, but when they did the stomach scope, I didn’t have to wear the special garb. Because of the HIPPA regulations, they told me, since I was in a secure area again, to look straight ahead because of the privacy issues. They also had me go with him to for the stomach scope, they had me stand in the corner till they got set up, then had me come over by him and I talked to him and rubbed his arms and legs, so that he would know I was standing there right beside him. It was interesting watching as he did the stomach scope, but it was disgusting too, lol, if you know what I mean. so they told me to go to the waiting room and they would come get me when he was about ready to come too, so I did, then 2 minutes later they came and got me, they said their was a lapse in communication, they were suppose to keep me with him, to be with him, so that when he come too, he would see a famaliar face. He had been quite challenging in the past and they remember him, so they change the rules somewhat to keep his regular staff with him. Anyway, while I was standing there, rubbing his belly and talking to him, the recovery nurse, said I had an accent similar to her husbands, she ask where I was from, and I told her the state of Indiana, She said her husband was too, so I ask her what his last name was and she told me, to shorten this some, come to find out, he is the same age as me, and we had actually went to school together when we were in grade school and my aunt had actually worked for his dad in a five and dime store. I told her that my aunt worked for his dad and she said Aunt Shirley and I said yes, my aunt died in 1987 so I thought it was amazing that his wife would know my aunt too. He said her husband worked there too, and if I wanted she would call him and see if he had some free time to come down, so we could talk for a little bit. She did call him and he did make some time to come down and talk and we had a nice visit. I thought it was amazing, because I only went to that school for the first 4 years and then we moved, not to mention it was 400 miles away and after all this time and distance, that I would actually meet someone I had went to grade school with. I figured I would be lucky if I seen anyone I knew, much less an old school friend. Abel started coming too, about the time we got done talking, needless to say they did not find anything wrong with him, so not sure what was causing his stomach cramps. ]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/57_abel_his_hospital_stay_test.html <![CDATA[i've gone from just a mom]]> http://www.God180.com/blogs/joyfulmother/56_ive_gone_just_mom.html Thu, 29 May 2008 12:03:19 GMT to the mom of a teenager! my oldest-Shane- is 13 today.:cool: to the mom of a teenager!
my oldest-Shane- is 13 today.:cool: ]]> joyfulmother http://www.God180.com/blogs/joyfulmother/56_ive_gone_just_mom.html Graduation http://www.God180.com/blogs/hisservant77/53_graduation.html Wed, 21 May 2008 13:21:17 GMT Luke did it! He graduated High School last night, Praise God! I know he's happy about having this milestone out of the way, though a lot still is ahead of him. He's unsure about college, but he's in the army reserves, so that'll keep him busy at least for another year before his contract is up.

Luke . . . so much can be said about him it's crazy. He recently has been struggling and falling away from our Lord. This really had me worried and fearful for his sake.

But then, God reminded me once again like he had to do with me and the rest of my family: give him to God! I remember telling God, "You're right. But Father, Please be careful, hold him tightly and don't let him slip away because he's a slippery guy!" (Thinking of a bar of soap and all) Then the Lord replied to that with "Oh, I hold deeper than that, don't I? He won't slip away from Me." And He painted a picture of not holding someone's arm, but His hand going through the flesh and holding onto the very center, the bones and marrow, so that once God has a hold on someone . . . there's no way they can slip away! It just made me realize the blessing we have, in the ability to give someone to God, to put someone---and ourselves even---into God's Hands!

Luke for the past couple weeks, has really shown that, though! God continues to work on him, and Luke seems so much better. Not depressed, and I even catch him listening to Christian music on the radio, and singing worship songs in his room. Time's when he stubbornly refused to even mention God, he prayed a simple prayer for God to help his girlfriend with her seizures. I Praise God for such a blessing, and know that God is going to continue to hold Him tightly . . . especially during such a crucial time in his life!

Congratulations for Luke and his making it through High School when everyone tried to get him to quit, and his sister's all dropped out!


:pgod: ]]> HisServant77 http://www.God180.com/blogs/hisservant77/53_graduation.html All Star Weekend http://www.God180.com/blogs/newtronical1/52_all_star_weekend.html Mon, 19 May 2008 11:41:54 GMT Well the trip to North Carolina was great. I made it here around 12pm and had just enough time to get to the track to see the 3 Doors Down concert which I was able to get front row. I have some excellent pictures of that and the race. Sorry NAte, I couldnt get Ryan Newman as I was not sitting where I could get him during driver introductions.

The race ended around 11:30pm and I spent the next 2 hours in the parking lot in gridlock. MAn, how aggrevating that was. I didnt make it to the hotel until 2:30am and they were about to list me as a no-show. But I finally got the room and went right to bed.

The next day, I went to the Hendrix Motorsports Complex where they make the 24 car, the 48 car, the 5 car and the new 88 car. For those of you who are not into NASCAR, that is Jeff Gordons Car, Jimmy Johnsons car, And Dale Earnhardt Jr.'s car. I was surround by Jeff Gordon cars and it almost brought a tear to my eye. I took alot of good pictures here as well like all four of Jeffs championship trophies. Good times here.

Now it is Monday and I have to be off to school. Will try to find time to get into the forums. Thanks for4 viewing this and God Bless you all! ]]> newtronical1 http://www.God180.com/blogs/newtronical1/52_all_star_weekend.html Tears of Loss, Tears of Hope http://www.God180.com/blogs/hisservant77/51_tears_loss_tears_hope.html Sat, 26 Apr 2008 06:31:46 GMT Well it's 1:30 am here. A half hour after I dropped off the last youth student at her house before heading home from the play Beyond the Grave with Luke.

The play was wonderful. The entire youth went up for the alter call. Of course, it consisted of me and two other young girls bringing up the rest whom we knew needed to go. The youngest, Derek, I think he was really touched at the alter call. He didn't want to go up, but I grabbed his arm and told him point blank "You know what"

But, I'm in tears right now. For Luke. He really needs prayer. He needs to truly feel the love of God, and truly feel His Presence. I talked to him on the drive home about something I said to him a while back that he never responded, so I brought it up on the drive.

Please, please pray for him. I'm just in tears for him right now. I am praying, and setting something before me that I will not cease, until Luke comes to the point that he has a relationship with Christ. It's got to be serious now . . . And I know God will hear, as He has already heard . . . and He doesn't ignore or decide not to answer. . . . ]]> HisServant77 http://www.God180.com/blogs/hisservant77/51_tears_loss_tears_hope.html Daddy please Sleep. http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/50_daddy_please_sleep.html Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:51:36 GMT Daddy please Sleep.

You use to tell me how much you loved me as you put me to bed. You tucked me in, and told me that everything would be ok. You told me that I would never get hurt, you would always protect me and look over me.

I remember how you would play with me. You would get on the floor with me and play for hours. You would make me laugh at your silly faces.

When I was upset, you would wipe my tears, and hold me and tell me everything is ok.

I watched you from above, as you made a Birthday cake, on what would have been my third Birthday. I watched you as you sat in the chair by the table, alone. You were so upset, crying out to Mommy and me. I saw you staring at the cake you just made, full of tears, lost in thought. How I could since your rage you had, and how you could not understand, why Mommy and I, had to die.

He was drunk daddy. He just lost his wife of 34 years to cancer. He did not mean to hurt Mommy and me. He lives with that everyday now. It tortures him as he sits in jail, all he can do is think about how he destroyed a family, he couldn't handle the emotions that he had, he turned to beer to try and drown his sorrows away. I don't think he knew what he was doing as he got into his car after a whole night of drinking at the bar.

I watch you sit on the floor in my room, holding my toys as if it were me. I watch you cry and plea to God to bring me and Mommy back to you. I watch you curl up with Mommy's pillow, it smells like her. sometimes you close your eyes and just imagine and pretend that we are in the other room, but we are not. And that hurts you more.

Daddy, I am here, when you wake up in the middle of the night crying. You are not alone like you think you are. I am the one that is tucking you in. I am the one that is looking over you and making sure you are safe. I am the one that tell's you every night that I love you, From heaven. Daddy, Please Sleep. Mommy and I are here. We love you.



This story is dedicated to anyone that may have lost a love one to an alcohol related situation.


DUI is deadly. 1 in 7 car crashes result in a death. every 13 seconds, someone is killed by a person that is intoxicated and behind the weel. Get help if you are an alcoholic. Help someone you know get the help they need, but remember, if they don't want the help, don't force them.

~~Author Unknown
]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/50_daddy_please_sleep.html Give my wife a new husband and let it be me. http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/49_give_my_wife_new_husband_let_me.html Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:49:03 GMT
Give my wife a new husband and let it be me.


  • Lord, help me to be a good husband. I fully realize that I don't have what it takes to be one without Your help.
  • Take my selfishness, impatience, and irritability and turn them into kindness, long-suffering, and the willingness to bear all things.
  • Take my old emotional habits, mindsets, automatic reactions, rude assumptions, and self-protective stance, and make me patient, kind, good, faithful, gentle, and self-controlled.
  • Take the hardness of my heart and break down the walls with Your battering ram of revelation. Give me a new heart and work in me Your love, peace, and joy (Galations 5:22,23). I am not able to rise above who I am at this moment. Only You can transform me.
  • Show me where there is sin in my heart, especially with regard to my wife. I confess the times I've been unloving, critical, angry, resentful, disrespectful, or unforgiving toward her.
  • Help me to put aside any hurt, anger, or disappointment I feel and forgive him the way You do---totally and completely, no looking back.
  • Make me a tool of reconciliation, peace, and healing in this marriage. Enable us to communicate well and rescue us from the threshold of separation where the realities of divorce begin.
  • Make me my wife's helpmate, companion, champion, friend, and support. Help me to create a peaceful, restful, safe place for her to come home to. Teach me how to take care of myself and stay attractive to her. Grow me into a creative and confident man who is rich in mind, soul, and spirit. Make me the kind of man she can be proud to say is her husband.
  • I lay all my expectations at Your cross. I release my wife from the burden of fulfilling me in areas where I should be looking to You.
  • Help me to accept her the way she is and not try to change her. I realize that in some ways she may never change, but at the same time, I release her to change in ways I never thought she could. I leave any changing that needs to be done in Your hands, fully accepting that neither of us is perfect and never will be. Only You, Lord, are perfect and I look to You to perfect us.
  • Teach me how to pray for my wife and make my prayers a true language of love. Where love has died, create new love between us.
  • Show me what unconditional love really is and how to communicate it in a way she can clearly perceive. Bring unity between us so that we can be in agreement about everything (Amos 3:3).
  • May the God of patience and comfort grant us to be like-minded toward one another, according to Christ Jesus (Romans 15:5). Make us a team, not pursuing separate, competitive, or independent lives, but working together, overlooking each other's faults and weaknesses for the greater good of the marriage.
  • Help us to pursue the things which make for peace and the things by which one may edify another (Romans 14:19). May we be "perfectly joined together in the same mind and in the same judgment" (1 Corinthians 1:10).
  • I pray that commitment to You and to one another will grow stronger and more pasionate every day.
  • Help me to understand her dreams and see things from her perspective. Reveal to me what she wants and needs and show me potential problems before the arise. Breathe Your life into this marriage.
  • Make me a new person, Lord. Give me a fresh perspective, a positive outlook, and a renewed relationship with the woman You've given me.
  • Help me see her with new eyes, new appreciation, new love, new compassion, and new acceptance. Give my wife a new husband, and let it be me.

~~Author Unknown
]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/49_give_my_wife_new_husband_let_me.html Give my husband a new wife and let it be me. http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/48_give_my_husband_new_wife_let_me.html Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:46:10 GMT Give my husband a new wife and let it be me.

1. Lord, help me to be a good wife. I fully realize that I don't have what it takes to be one without Your help.

2. Take my selfishness, impatience, and irritability and turn them into kindness, long-suffering, and the willingness to bear all things.

3. Take my old emotional habits, mindsets, automatic reactions, rude assumptions, and self-protective stance, and make me patient, kind, good, faithful, gentle, and self-controlled.

4. Take the hardness of my heart and break down the walls with Your battering ram of revelation. Give me a new heart and work in me Your love, peace, and joy (Galations 5:22,23). I am not able to rise above who I am at this moment. Only You can transform me.

5. Show me where there is sin in my heart, especially with regard to my husband. I confess the times I've been unloving, critical, angry, resentful, disrespectful, or unforgiving toward him.

6. Help me to put aside any hurt, anger, or disappointment I feel and forgive him the way You do---totally and completely, no looking back.

7. Make me a tool of reconciliation, peace, and healing in this marriage. Enable us to communicate well and rescue us from the threshold of separation where the realities of divorce begin.

8. Make me my husband's helpmate, companion, champion, friend, and support. Help me to create a peaceful, restful, safe place for him to come home to. Teach me how to take care of myself and stay attractive to him. Grow me into a creative and confident woman who is rich in mind, soul, and spirit. Make me the kind of woman he can be proud to say is his wife.

9. I lay all my expectations at Your cross. I release my husband from the burden of fulfilling me in areas where I should be looking to You.

10. Help me to accept him the way he is and not try to change him. I realize that in some ways he may never change, but at the same time, I release him to change in ways I never thought he could. I leave any changing that needs to be done in Your hands, fully accepting that neither of us is perfect and never will be. Only You, Lord, are perfect and I look to You to perfect us.

11. Teach me how to pray for my husband and make my prayers a true language of love. Where love has died, create new love between us.

12. Show me what unconditional love really is and how to communicate it in a way he can clearly perceive. Bring unity between us so that we can be in agreement about everything (Amos 3:3).

13. May the God of patience and comfort grant us to be like-minded toward one another, according to Christ Jesus (Romans 15:5). Make us a team, not pursuing separate, competitive, or independent lives, but working together, overlooking each other's faults and weaknesses for the greater good of the marriage.

14. Help us to pursue the things which make for peace and the things by which one may edify another (Romans 14:19). May we be "perfectly joined together in the same mind and in the same judgment" (1 Corinthians 1:10).

15. I pray that commitment to You and to one another will grow stronger and more pasionate every day. Enable him to be the head of the home as You made him to be, and show me how to support and respect him as he rises to that place of leadership.

16. Help me to understand his dreams and see things from his perspective. Reveal to me what he wants and needs and show me potential problems before the arise. Breathe Your life into this marriage.

17. Make me a new person, Lord. Give me a fresh perspective, a positive outlook, and a renewed relationship with the man You've given me.

18. Help me see him with new eyes, new appreciation, new love, new compassion, and new acceptance. Give my husband a new wife, and let it be me.


~~Author Unknown ]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/48_give_my_husband_new_wife_let_me.html God answers our prayers!! http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/47_god_answers_our_prayers.html Fri, 25 Apr 2008 21:41:15 GMT Here is a wonderful story on how God answers our prayers. He will always answer our prayers, but not always in the way we want Him to.

Be encouraged....


During World War II, a US Marine was separated from his unit on a Pacific island. The fighting had been intense, and in the smoke and the crossfire he had lost touch with his comrades.

Alone in the jungle, he could hear enemy soldiers coming in his direction. Scrambling for cover, he found his way up a high ridge to several small caves in the rock. Quickly he crawled inside one of the caves. Although safe for the moment, he realized that once the enemy soldiers swept up the ridge, they would quickly search all the caves and he would be killed.

As he waited, he prayed, "Lord, if it be your will, please protect me. Whatever your will though, I love you and trust you. Amen."

After praying, he lay quietly listening to the enemy drawing closer. He thought, "Well, I guess the Lord isn't going to help me out of this one." Then he noticed a spider beginning to build a web over the front of his cave. As he listened to the enemy coming closer, he watched the spider layer strand after strand of web across the opening of the cave.

"Hah!” he thought. "What I need is a brick wall and what the Lord has sent me is a spider web. God does have a sense of humor."

From the darkness of his hideout he could see the enemy searching one cave after another. As they came to his, he got ready to make his last stand. To his amazement, however, after glancing in the direction of his cave, they moved on. Suddenly, he realized that with the spider web over the entrance, his cave looked as if no one had entered for quite a while. "Lord, forgive me," prayed the young man. "I had forgotten that in you a spider's web is stronger than a brick wall."

We all face times of great trouble. When we do, it is so easy to forget the victories that God can work in our lives, sometimes in the most surprising ways. ]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/47_god_answers_our_prayers.html An addition to the Thomas story... http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/46_addition_thomas_story.html Fri, 25 Apr 2008 20:38:09 GMT An addition to the Thomas story: This is about another Steve who lived in the cottage with Thomas. Before Steve left for programming that morning, he went in and laid his hands on Thomas and this is the prayer that he prayed, “Dear God, please be with Thomas and take him home to be with you, so that he will not be in anymore pain.” This was around 8:40 AM. Thomas died around 2:00 PM. Steve who is the one that said the prayer, doesn’t necessarily know what all phrases mean, but he does know how to use them appropriately. This still sends chills down my spine when I think of how powerful his prayer was. Anyway, my wife and I rode together that day and she wasn’t going to get off for a while, and they wanted someone to sit with Thomas, out of respect, till the funeral home came to get him. I told the afternoon shift, to go ahead and take the other guys for pills and take then to the canteen, that I would sit there till they got everything done, then one of them could take over. So when they got everything done, one of the staff took over and I went out and there was Steve sitting on the couch looking like he was going to cry and 2 other staff just sitting there, like they were in their own little world. Part of our job, is to comfort the individuals in time of need, no matter what the need is. I wanted to go over to them and tell them to get off their lazy butts and go over and talk to Steve. I went over by Steve and started talking to him and this is what I said, “remember this morning, Steve, when you prayed that Thomas would go home to be with God and not have anymore pain? He said yes, and then I said, see now Steve is in heaven and he is not in anymore pain, and someday we will all be in heaven and can see him again. You know, it is hard to type these, one, because I care about the individuals and I have a heart, and the other reason, I signed a confidentiality statement when I started, that I would not use real names outside of my employer. And it is even more important with the strict HIPPA rules. An addition to the Thomas story:

This is about another Steve who lived in the cottage with Thomas. Before Steve left for programming that morning, he went in and laid his hands on Thomas and this is the prayer that he prayed, “Dear God, please be with Thomas and take him home to be with you, so that he will not be in anymore pain.” This was around 8:40 AM. Thomas died around 2:00 PM. Steve who is the one that said the prayer, doesn’t necessarily know what all phrases mean, but he does know how to use them appropriately. This still sends chills down my spine when I think of how powerful his prayer was. Anyway, my wife and I rode together that day and she wasn’t going to get off for a while, and they wanted someone to sit with Thomas, out of respect, till the funeral home came to get him. I told the afternoon shift, to go ahead and take the other guys for pills and take then to the canteen, that I would sit there till they got everything done, then one of them could take over. So when they got everything done, one of the staff took over and I went out and there was Steve sitting on the couch looking like he was going to cry and 2 other staff just sitting there, like they were in their own little world. Part of our job, is to comfort the individuals in time of need, no matter what the need is. I wanted to go over to them and tell them to get off their lazy butts and go over and talk to Steve. I went over by Steve and started talking to him and this is what I said, “remember this morning, Steve, when you prayed that Thomas would go home to be with God and not have anymore pain? He said yes, and then I said, see now Steve is in heaven and he is not in anymore pain, and someday we will all be in heaven and can see him again.

You know, it is hard to type these, one, because I care about the individuals and I have a heart, and the other reason, I signed a confidentiality statement when I started, that I would not use real names outside of my employer. And it is even more important with the strict HIPPA rules. ]]> totallyforgiven2 http://www.God180.com/blogs/totallyforgiven2/46_addition_thomas_story.html