<?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-6697330344587813809</id><updated>2011-09-30T10:37:29.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Needful Thing...</title><subtitle type='html'>"And Jesus answered and said to her, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things.  But one thing is needed, and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her." Luke 10:42</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-2630074480336075019</id><published>2010-10-18T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:39:39.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Disease ....</title><content type='html'>I came across an interesting disease this week at work.&amp;nbsp; I helped take care of a patient who had tuberculosis.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, we don't see a whole lot of that anymore these days.&amp;nbsp; But I got to thinking how similar our sin is to this disease, or maybe better, the way that satan attacks us with temptation.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully this makes sense to you, it just sort of struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuberculosis can lie dormant for a whole life, you can actually have been exposed, but never have an active infection.&amp;nbsp; But this is not the usual course.&amp;nbsp; After exposure, your body encapsulates the bacteria that you've breathed into your lungs and therefore protects you from a full fledged attack.&amp;nbsp; But later in life, even years down the road, when your body is weak, or somehow compromised, the defenses can be broke down, and&amp;nbsp; an active and serious infection can occur, requiring months and months of intense, grueling treatment, with life long consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just struck me how similar the devil works.&amp;nbsp; We have all been born with a sin nature, even those of us that are now in Christ still struggle with this nature.&amp;nbsp; We are also exposed in this fallen world to sin on a daily basis and the temptation is great and serious. We have been exposed to the disease.&amp;nbsp; But as we are in Christ and are seeking His will, obeying His commands, and following Him, maintaining fellowship with the body, we are alert, and our defenses are up.&amp;nbsp; The bacteria of temptation and sin is now encapsulated, we are momentarily protected from temptation.&amp;nbsp; But satan knows when we are weak, in fact he waits on these times to prey upon us.&amp;nbsp; We may be becoming lax in our relationship with Christ and His church, rendering our spiritual health weak and compromised.&amp;nbsp; Our defenses also weaken and the temptation/disease can become active, infecting us in one way or another.&amp;nbsp; However as we are in Christ, this is not the end, there is hope!&amp;nbsp; But rest assured that it is not an easy path that we are on.&amp;nbsp; The treatment for TB (tuberculosis) is long-term running 6 months to a year depending on the severity, multiple medications are given, often they are not taken because of the severity of some of the side effects, but it is the only way to be cured.&amp;nbsp; This can be true in our walk after we've fallen into temptation.&amp;nbsp; We want to get better, be healed, and we are forgiven, but the road back is often hard, and it is so much easier to not take it, to stay lax and lazy, to pretend that it's not a big deal.&amp;nbsp; But there in the background is still this disease, that eats away at our joy, robs God of His glory in our lives, and renders us unfruitful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have a patient with TB, they are in isolation, and we take the highest precautions when caring for them, these precautions are called Airborne Precautions.&amp;nbsp; They are in a room where air cannot flow out into the rest of the hospital, the doors stay shut and there is a room between them and the hall to maintain a negative airflow.&amp;nbsp; When we enter we are gowned, gloved and wearing special masks to protect ourselves.&amp;nbsp; We take this disease seriously, because it is deadly, because it spreads quickly, because it's treatment is so harsh.&amp;nbsp; And we should.... but let me ask you this as well as I ask myself, do I think of sin and the temptation that I face in this same way?&amp;nbsp; Do I treat it as seriously as I treat a dreaded disease?&amp;nbsp; Do I make sure that I am protected and have my guard up when I am up against it?&amp;nbsp; Or do I let my guard down, not caring if I am exposed or that I might even expose others through my inattention to safety?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's safe to say that we all fear disease, especially those that are life threatening and serious, but do you and do I, fear sin the same way?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-2630074480336075019?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/2630074480336075019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=2630074480336075019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/2630074480336075019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/2630074480336075019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/10/disease.html' title='Disease ....'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-7906415166789775981</id><published>2010-09-26T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T15:08:49.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost....</title><content type='html'>Lost is such a sad word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one likes to lose anything or anyone.&amp;nbsp; I lost something this week... it was an opportunity.&amp;nbsp; I was taking care of a patient who, most likely barring a miracle, was going to die soon.&amp;nbsp; I had a student following me that day, helping to take care of my patient.&amp;nbsp; She asked me such a good question, and the moment was perfect, we were alone, except for my unresponsive patient, and it was so obvious.&amp;nbsp; She asked me how did I, personally, deal with death, as in seeing patients die on a somewhat regular basis.&amp;nbsp; I let the opportunity pass by, I even recognized it as it came, but shrunk back in fear to give her the right answer.&amp;nbsp; I felt the loss immediately after the moment passed.&amp;nbsp; And I still feel it now.&amp;nbsp; The student's instructor was asking me later how the student was doing emotionally with this, and she shared with me that this student had shown at a past time a questioning or a struggle with this aspect of nursing.&amp;nbsp; This girl needed answers and I gave her none that mattered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to take that moment back, to tell her why I have peace, why I'm not afraid, why I have HOPE!&amp;nbsp; Lost is indeed such a sad word.&amp;nbsp; It is so forever, so permanent.&amp;nbsp; I pray that in spite of my unfaithfulness to &lt;i&gt;"sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to make a  defense to everyone who asks you to give an account for the hope that  is in you, yet with gentleness and reverence;"&lt;/i&gt; 1 Peter 3:15, that God will allow this girl to hear the truth, through another means.&amp;nbsp; I gave up the privilege of sharing the reason for my hope, I gave up the privilege of being an instrument used of the Lord, I gave up an opportunity to glorify God by sharing what He has done, I gave up a chance for another to hear of Christ Jesus.&amp;nbsp; and why?&amp;nbsp; FEAR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear is a terrible thing.&amp;nbsp; Someone once said "if you do not have the fear of God, you will be afraid of everything else."&amp;nbsp; I did not have a proper fear of God.&amp;nbsp; There was a man of God in the time of King Henry VIII, the infamous King who had 8 wives and killed them for not producing for him an heir.&amp;nbsp; This man had an opportunity to come before this evil King, and through his mind ran this thought: Be careful what you say, the king is here, then came right after it: Be careful what you do not say, the KING of KINGS is here."&amp;nbsp; I allowed my fear of man to be greater than my fear of God.&amp;nbsp; I forgot that the King of Kings was there as well as this girl, and as well as anyone that could have walked in.&amp;nbsp; I was more worried about what she might think of me, than the condition of her soul and the just condemnation that she was under.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not by any means a flattering post, and I do not take pleasure in displaying my unfaithfulness, but at the same time, I hope that others will learn from my failures.&amp;nbsp; And that I, too will be able to look back on this and remember this feeling of loss, and not let another opportunity pass by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the terrible cost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of opportunities lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God opened the door for me to walk through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but, I didn't listen, I didn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rightfully feel shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's no one else to blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why didn't I speak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what made me too meek?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was that their only chance to hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh why! did I hang back in fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lord, forgive me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the one, you've allowed to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth, which I kept inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about You, who, for me, died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make me eager, my hope, to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Lord, this is my prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-7906415166789775981?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/7906415166789775981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=7906415166789775981&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/7906415166789775981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/7906415166789775981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/09/lost.html' title='Lost....'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-3151430481675515466</id><published>2010-09-04T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T00:45:18.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I went to our first Doctrine Class of the year tonight.&amp;nbsp;(we usually break for the summer) I LOVE doctrine class!&amp;nbsp; I am always so excited to start again.&amp;nbsp; We have been doing an overview of the bible throughout the past few years and are just starting the New Testament with the intention of going through the gospels by the end of next&amp;nbsp;Spring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyways as we started tonight one of the questions asked of us was what we expected or hoped to get out of this year's study.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't thought about it and didn't really have an answer right away.&amp;nbsp; But as I thought about what we would be going over and focusing on, there was one thought that permeated my mind.&amp;nbsp; What I really wanted could be simply summed up in a few words.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Jesus!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want to clarify that I do not mean to say that I don't already have a personal relationship with Him, and don't already know some of what the bible has to say about Him.&amp;nbsp; But what I really mean&amp;nbsp;is that I want to know Him anew, in a closer and deeper sense.&amp;nbsp; It amazes me that the more I seem to learn about Jesus the more I realize how little I know and how much more I have to learn.&amp;nbsp; I also know that the more I learn about Jesus the more I love Him.&amp;nbsp; I once read that if we loved Jesus as we ought to, everything else would fall into it's proper place and perspective.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could say that I know this from personal experience, but unfortunately I, all too often, am grieved by my lack of love for Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I remember listening to a cassette tape as a child called "Let's go up to the Mountain", on it they discussed the sermon on the mount (geared towards children of course) and they talked about how as we know Jesus more we grow closer to Him and love Him more.&amp;nbsp; The question was then asked "How do I get to know Jesus more?"&amp;nbsp; and it was so simply answered.&amp;nbsp; "How do you get to know anybody more?&amp;nbsp; by spending time with them!"&amp;nbsp; By being in God's word, studying and meditating on it and by going to God in prayer we develop a closer relationship to Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is what I want.&amp;nbsp; I want Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I want my love for Him to increase to such an extent that it just oozes out of me and is visible by those around me!&amp;nbsp; I want them to see Jesus in me!&amp;nbsp; I wish that this could happen passively, that I could go to study, listen, and it would just become a part of me automatically.&amp;nbsp; But this is not the case, it requires me to move.&amp;nbsp; James says in chapter 4, verse 8, "Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.&amp;nbsp; Cleanse your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double minded."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To grow in my knowledge of God and in my Love for Him I must first&amp;nbsp;draw near.&amp;nbsp; To get what I want out of this study, I am going to be&amp;nbsp;required to engage myself wholly in it, not just every other Friday night when we meet, but in study, prayer, and preparation throughout the week.&amp;nbsp; My steadfastness in these things has always been an area of struggle, I grow lazy and weary, I oftentimes want quick results and am not patient in waiting for the Lord to work in my life.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful that He does, and that despite my utter failures again and again, He remains faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:21-23&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope, the Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail.&amp;nbsp; They are new every morning, Great is Thy Faithfulness"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 3:8 "More than that, I count all things to be loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them but rubbish so that I may gain Christ,"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-3151430481675515466?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/3151430481675515466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=3151430481675515466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/3151430481675515466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/3151430481675515466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/09/expectations.html' title='Expectations...'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-856796001795728848</id><published>2010-08-10T01:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T01:55:43.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The best thing...in the best place...for the best result</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"How can a young man keep his way pure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By keeping it according to Your word"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Psalm 119:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Your word have I treasured in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that I might now sin against Thee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- Psalm 119:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"The law of his God is in his heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; his steps do not slip."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Psalm 37:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been reminded of these verses lately.&amp;nbsp; The top two I memorized as a child and the third I found in my cross-reference while looking at the other two.&amp;nbsp; They were brought to mind after the first few days of my new job.&amp;nbsp; I quickly saw that there was an influence there, and not one for good.&amp;nbsp; I saw how quickly I could be dragged down into the muck and mire of sinful thoughts and conversation.&amp;nbsp; I also saw the desire of those around me for me to join them in their sin and corruption.&amp;nbsp; This scared me.&amp;nbsp; I didn't want to have&amp;nbsp;the filthy mouth and mind that they said I would have soon enough.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to remain holy in this world so enslaved to sin.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Lord brought these verses to my mind, reminding me of how this could be accomplished.&amp;nbsp; The simple question of how I can remain pure is answered in the first verse, by keeping/acting/following according to God's word.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The second verse shows me more, it shows me another specific way to avoid sin, and that is to treasure God's word in my heart.&amp;nbsp; To know it, memorize it, meditate on it and to value it.&amp;nbsp; Psalms 19:10 says of His word "They are more desirable than gold, yes, than much fine gold; Sweeter also than honey and the drippings of the honeycomb."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The third verse tells me even more.&amp;nbsp; The law of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God is to be written on my heart, it gives me one of the reasons why it is to&amp;nbsp;be precious to me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This isn't just any one's words or thoughts, they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY GOD'S!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It also says that while my God's law is in my heart my &lt;em&gt;steps&lt;/em&gt; will not slip.&amp;nbsp; I was reading a sermon from Spurgeon on this verse and he pointed out the importance of this word "step".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Here is a man who has God’s word in his heart, and you notice that he takes pains about his steps. A step is a very little thing; we must take a good many hundreds of steps to walk a mile; but good men take notice of little things. The man, who has the law of God in his heart, is scrupulous and conscientious about thoughts and imaginations, as well as about words and actions. Hence, the promise in the text is suited to him, for it is a promise about little things: “None of his steps shall slide.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I need to take care to look at the little things!&amp;nbsp; I know that one of the principles that I have been taught has been that the biggest failures and sins of men always started with a small compromise that may not have even been in and of itself evil, but was the first step in a downward spiral.&amp;nbsp; I have seen this to be true in even my relatively short lifetime.&amp;nbsp; What can seem so small can become so HUGE!&amp;nbsp; Spurgeon goes on to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our old proverb says, “Take care of the pence, and the pounds will take care of themselves;” and the same rule applies to our actions. If we are careful about our little, actions, the great ones will be pretty sure to be right. Oh, that we were all very guarded about how we act at home! Oh, that we were careful about our speech as we sit around the tea-table! Such a little thing as that may do almost infinite mischief. I believe the worst evils in the world arise out of little things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So I need to be watching my steps, not looking for huge sins and compromises, but at the little things.&amp;nbsp; Do I stay and listen to a conversation that heads down an impure path?&amp;nbsp; Do I laugh or smile at crude humor?&amp;nbsp; Do I begin to think that maybe I'm being to uptight about things and should just relax?&amp;nbsp; These are just some examples of the little things that I need to beware of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many of you there are that read this, but if you do I would certainly appreciate your prayers, that the word of God would be treasured in my heart that I may not sin against my God.&amp;nbsp; I need to take the best thing, put it in the very best place and trust the Lord for the best result!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-856796001795728848?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/856796001795728848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=856796001795728848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/856796001795728848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/856796001795728848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-thingin-best-placefor-best-result.html' title='The best thing...in the best place...for the best result'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-8612176965950956301</id><published>2010-06-10T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T02:30:40.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what is needful...</title><content type='html'>While talking with a friend tonight, a passage was brought to mind.&amp;nbsp; Luke 10:38-42 is a passage that many of us are familiar with as the story of Martha and Mary.&amp;nbsp; Martha is busy in her preparations for the Lord and His disciples and Mary is sitting at His feet.&amp;nbsp; Martha&lt;script&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cstyle%20type%3D%22text/css%22%3E%0Abody%20%7B background-image %3A%20url%28%22http%3A//i342.photobucket.com/albums/o401/Thecutestblogontheblock/celebratetheseasoncopy.jpg %22%29%3B%20background-position%3A%20center%3B%20background-repeat%3A%20no-repeat%3B%20 background-attachment %3A%20fixed%3B%20%7D%0A%3C/style%3E%0A%3Cdiv%20id%3D%22tag%22%20 style%3D%22position%3Aabsolute %3B%20left%3A0px%3B%20top%3A30px%3B%20z-index%3A50%3B%20 width%3A150px%3B%20height%3A45px%3B%22%3E%0A%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com%22%20target%3D%22_blank%22%3E%0A%3Cimg%20src %3D%22http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/images/tag.png%22%20border%3D%220%22/ %3E%0A%3C/a%3E%3C/div%3E%20"));&lt;/script&gt; becomes upset that she is doing the work by herself and asks the Lord to tell Mary to help her!&amp;nbsp; Jesus replies that there is only one needful thing, while Martha worries and is troubled by many, and this is the thing that Mary chose, a thing which would not be taken away from her.&amp;nbsp; That one thing is sitting at Jesus' feet, listening to His every word.&amp;nbsp; I found it very interesting in reading a few commentaries that the three times Mary is encountered in the scriptures, she is at Jesus' feet! (John 11:32, John 12:3 and here in Luke 10)&amp;nbsp; What a wonderful place to be found!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that is needful is as George Whitefield said "the care of the soul"&amp;nbsp; and here it is contrasted with Martha's cares of the body.&amp;nbsp; To adequately care for her soul, Mary had to sit at Jesus' feet, she had to listen to His words.&amp;nbsp; In speaking of the importance of this he said: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What seems most great and most important in life, what kings and senates, what the wisest and greatest of this world are employing their time, their councils, their pens, their labors upon, are trifles, when compared with this one thing. A man may subsist, he may in some considerable measure be happy, without learning, without riches, without titles, without health, without liberty, without friends, nay, though "the life be more than meat, and the body than raiment," Matt. 6:25, yet may he be happy, unspeakably happy, without the body itself. But he cannot be so, in the neglect of the one thing needful. I must therefore bespeak your regard to it in the words of Moses, "it is not a light thing, but it is your life," Deut. 32:47."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one needful thing that is often a challenge for me to remain faithful doing is sitting at my Lord's feet as Mary did.&amp;nbsp; I think about all of the&amp;nbsp;other things that I&amp;nbsp;"need".&amp;nbsp; A job,&amp;nbsp;a husband,&amp;nbsp;food, shelter and so forth... But God says that only this one thing is needed.&amp;nbsp; He also says in Matthew 6:33 " But seek ye first the Kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added unto you" in the previous verses it is speaking of our worries for our physical needs, but He reminds us of the one needful thing and at the same time assures us that the rest is taken care of.&amp;nbsp; I love the word "but" the verses before say that the gentiles are seeking earnestly for these "earthly" needs, &lt;strong&gt;BUT YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, that's right, you, you&amp;nbsp;aren't a gentile, you are Mine, and I don't care what they are doing, &lt;strong&gt;BUT YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, seek first My Kingdom, that's right, this is your priority as my child, and then in His goodness He relieves our fears about our "earthly" needs as well, and&amp;nbsp;all (not some) these things shall be added to you.&amp;nbsp; How good He is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing thing that Mary was known for.&amp;nbsp; It makes me wonder what I will be known for? What about me&amp;nbsp;will those around me notice?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I too, like Mary, want to be found at Jesus' feet.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-8612176965950956301?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/8612176965950956301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=8612176965950956301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8612176965950956301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8612176965950956301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-needful.html' title='what is needful...'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-8762975212752194069</id><published>2010-03-24T23:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T00:20:12.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A friend shared this poem with me today and it really encouraged my heart and I wanted to share it with you too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Wait"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the Master so gently said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Child, you must wait.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Wait? You say wait!' my indignant reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Lord I need answers, I need to know why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is Your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By faith I have asked, and am claiming Your Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My future and all to which I can relate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to WAIT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm needing a 'Yes,' a go-ahead sign,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or even a 'No,' wo which I can resign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Lord, You promised that if we believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We need but to ask, and we shall receive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm weary of asking! I need a reply!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As my Master replied once again, 'You must wait.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And grumbled at God, "So, I'm waiting... for what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He seemed, then, to kneel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And His eyes wept with mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All you seek, I could give; and pleased you would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You would have what you want- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you wouldn't know Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd not know the depth of My love for each saint;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd not know the power I give to the faint;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd not know the joy of resting in Me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When darkness and silence were all you could see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd never experience that fullness of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd know that I give and I save, for a start, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The glow of my comfort late into the night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The faith that I give when you walk without sight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The depth that's beyond getting just what you asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of an infinite God, who makes what you have last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd never know, should your pain quickly flee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What it means that, 'My grace is sufficient for thee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, your dreams for your loved one overnight would come true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, oh, the loss if I lost what I'm doing in you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, be silent, My child, and in time you will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And though oft' my answers seem terribly late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My most precious answer of all is still, "Wait.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pages 99-100 of Heather Paulsen's book "Emotional Purity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaiah 40:31 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Yet those who wait for the LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will gain new strength;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They will mount up on wings like eagles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They will run and not grow tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They will walk and not become weary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phillipians 3:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"More than that, I count all things loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and count them but rubbish so that I may gain Christ,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeremiah 9:23-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Thus says the LORD, "Let not a wise man boast of his wisdom, and let not a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mighty man boast of his might, let not a rich man boast of his riches;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but let him who boasts boast of this, that he understands and knows Me, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am the LORD who exercises lovingkindness, justice and righteousness on earth; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for I delight in these things." declares the LORD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-8762975212752194069?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/8762975212752194069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=8762975212752194069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8762975212752194069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8762975212752194069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-3905098965838758175</id><published>2009-08-03T13:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T14:12:51.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>I wanted to share with you the points of a sermon that I heard a few weeks ago that I thought was refreshing for me to be reminded of and convicting for me on my own attitude towards worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Not all worship is rea/true worship&lt;br /&gt;  a) geographical worship is not true worship&lt;br /&gt;          Luke 4: 7-26&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   b) Ignorant worship is not true worship&lt;br /&gt;             Acts 17:23 " For while I was passing thorugh and examining the objects of your worship, I also found an altar with this inscription "TO AN UNKNOWN GOD"  Therefore what you worship in ignorance, this I proclaim to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     c) self serving or disobedient worship is not true worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Samuel 15:20-22 Saul disobeys the Lord in keeping some of the livestock from the Amalekites, which he was to utterly destroy, with the excuse of using them to sacrifice to the Lord, Samuel corrects Saul in these verses by telling him that the Lord does not delight in sacrifice, but in obedience.  therefore Saul's worship was not true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   d) the worship of other god's is not true worship&lt;br /&gt;              Matthew 4:8-10 "Again, the devil took Him to a very high mountain and showed Him all the kingdoms of the world and their glory;&lt;br /&gt; and he said to Him, "All these things I will give You, if You fall down and worship me."&lt;br /&gt; 10Then Jesus said to him, "Go, Satan! For it is written, 'YOU SHALL WORSHIP THE LORD YOUR GOD, AND SERVE HIM ONLY.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  e)irreverant worship is nto true worship, and it is innapropriate&lt;br /&gt;       Ps 2:11 "Worship the LORD with reverence And rejoice with trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  f)vain worship is not true worship&lt;br /&gt;       Matthew 15: 1-9    1Then some Pharisees and scribes came to Jesus from Jerusalem and said,&lt;br /&gt; 2"Why do Your disciples break the tradition of the elders? For they do not wash their hands when they eat bread."&lt;br /&gt; 3And He answered and said to them, "Why do you yourselves transgress the commandment of God for the sake of your tradition?&lt;br /&gt; 4"For God said, 'HONOR YOUR FATHER AND MOTHER,' and, 'HE WHO SPEAKS EVIL OF FATHER OR MOTHER IS TO BE PUT TO DEATH.'&lt;br /&gt; 5"But you say, 'Whoever says to his father or mother, "Whatever I have that would help you has been given to God,"&lt;br /&gt; 6he is not to honor his father or his mother' And by this you invalidated the word of God for the sake of your tradition.&lt;br /&gt; 7"You hypocrites, rightly did Isaiah prophesy of you:     8 'THIS PEOPLE HONORS ME WITH THEIR LIPS,  BUT THEIR HEART IS FAR AWAY FROM ME.     9'BUT IN VAIN DO THEY WORSHIP ME, TEACHING AS DOCTRINES THE PRECEPTS OF MEN.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  g)impure worship is not real worship&lt;br /&gt;        Psalm 96:9    9Worship the LORD in holy attire; Tremble before Him, all the earth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   II.  True Worship is the ultimate priotiry fot all mankind&lt;br /&gt;                    Daniel 3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  III.  True Worship is the ultimate Reality in human experience&lt;br /&gt;       John 14:6   Jesus said to him, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;In Spirit And Truth (John 4:23-24)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) that the worhipper has a genuine desire to worship God for&lt;em&gt; WHO HE IS&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;b) Sincere, genuine, a real and reverential respect for who God is&lt;br /&gt;c) the worshipper has an admiring devotion to God&lt;br /&gt;d) the worshipper has not allowed any devioation or taking away from  who God has revealed Himself to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True Worship brings True Satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without true worship, don't expect true JOY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The chief end of man is to glorify God and Enjoy Him forever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IV.  &lt;/strong&gt;True Worship is a determined worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 145:1-7 (notice how many times the psalmist says I WILL) (there is no subsitute for resolve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. True Worship Encompasses all life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:1-2Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship.&lt;br /&gt; 2And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillipians 3:3  for we are the true circumcision, who worship in the Spirit of God and glory in Christ Jesus and put no confidence in the flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; VI.  True worship is greatly enhanced by an ever increasing knowledge of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosea 6:3 "Let us know; let us press on to know the Lord; his going out is sure as the dawn;&lt;br /&gt;he will come to us as the showers, as the spring rains that water the earth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a great verse to close with!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-3905098965838758175?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/3905098965838758175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=3905098965838758175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/3905098965838758175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/3905098965838758175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2009/08/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-8975821261877222502</id><published>2009-02-15T22:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:54:20.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My All</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. When I survey the wondrous cross on which the Prince of Glory died; my richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God; all the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. See, from his head, his hands, his feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down. Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, or thorns compose so rich a crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were an offering far too small; love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While singing this hymn this morning I was thinking over the implications of the words. The first thing that struck me was in verse two where it says "all the vain things that charm me most" I got to thinking about all the things in this life that I have yet to fully sacrifice to the Lord, whether in giving them up or in giving them over to His will. I thought about my desires for the things of this life such as material possessions, relationships, and even future relationships. I can't help but think that those are things that I have not yet fully given over to His will. I say in my heart "but I want" or "yes, I'm consigned to Your will, but doesn't it include _____" I am again brought to the realization that I have not yet today given those fully over. I do think at times that I do, but then I grasp for them once again, clinging onto any hope of having them so desperately.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the fourth verse where it states that God's amazing love &lt;em&gt;demands&lt;/em&gt; my soul, my life and my all, Wow! It's one of those things that is so easy to say "yeah, I know that" but that you actually rarely sit down and think about. God shed His own Son's blood for me, He owns my life. Am I submitting to His authority? Or am I simply running around making decisions left and right without much thought as to His will? I confess that more often than not I don't bring every decision before His throne. Sure the "big" things I remember....but everything? Am I giving my all to Jesus? What does it mean to give my all? I think it points to the whole matter of control and my need to surrender it completely over. To not try and direct &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; life where &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; want it to be, to be doing what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; think is right, or what &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; think will make &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; happy... I need to be emptied of myself, my pride, my own desires even that I may be filled with Christ. How could I want anything less when I see even the tiniest glimpse of what I am and Who Christ is?&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of another Hymn "I Surrender All" verse two goes like this : "All to Jesus I surrender; humbly at his feet I bow, worldly pleasures all forsaken; take me, Jesus, take me now." This is my desire and my song today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-8975821261877222502?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/8975821261877222502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=8975821261877222502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8975821261877222502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8975821261877222502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-all.html' title='My All'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6697330344587813809.post-8771161965110084285</id><published>2009-01-21T23:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:20:13.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately on how undisciplined I am in so many things, but my time especially sticks out to me. I waste so much time and spend precious moments doing pointless things with no eternal value whatsoever. But the worst of it is that I don't take or should I say make the time for the Lord that I ought to. So in light of this, and the conviction that there must be a change, I have a plan of action. I really owe this plan to one of my sisters in Christ, it was ultimately through a conversation with her and multiple suggestions that we came up with a plan.&lt;br /&gt;So the plan(please feel free to ask me how I am doing at anytime, I would appreciate the accountability) is to set aside time in the morning for a shorter devotional time(reading/prayer/reflection) and then of course making time throughout my week to keep up on doctrine class reading/memorizing. Then as things progress I would like to start a more in-depth study time possibly in the evening....but I want to start small at this point so as to not fail early on.&lt;br /&gt;So Lord willing I will start a pattern of faithfullness, I confess my own fears of failing in this, as I have failed time and time again, but I was reminded of the verse in James that says to draw near to God and He will draw near to you, I want to be near to God, and that means that I must draw myself near to Him, hearing His word weekly or even twice a week is just not enough! Reading by itself with no time of reflection is not going to do it either, So I am praying that the Lord will enable me to be faithful to Him! He never asks anything of us that He does not also give us the strength and ability to do! Isn't that just amazing and what a comfort!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6697330344587813809-8771161965110084285?l=taylorella.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/feeds/8771161965110084285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6697330344587813809&amp;postID=8771161965110084285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8771161965110084285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6697330344587813809/posts/default/8771161965110084285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taylorella.blogspot.com/2009/01/discipline.html' title='discipline'/><author><name>Taylor Ella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04427100813499857234</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CUyKEiKFdjQ/TJ-sjVShrNI/AAAAAAAAACM/H2YPEN-yL-4/S220/Mongolia-croppedkiddos.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
