<?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-6820006275088382320</id><updated>2012-02-02T06:26:59.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Listening Heart♥</title><subtitle type='html'>Come to me with your ears wide open.  Listen, and you will find life.
Isaiah 55:3 NLT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8108725524844894320</id><published>2012-01-12T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:29:39.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70FRxwtcakg/Tw8leiw4JEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Fu2hp8bK4qM/s1600/dsc_0431_copy1%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696813260305081410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70FRxwtcakg/Tw8leiw4JEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Fu2hp8bK4qM/s320/dsc_0431_copy1%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote a devotional that goes a long with my resolution to pray for strangers and perform random acts of kindness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, as God’s chosen people,&lt;br /&gt;holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion,&lt;br /&gt;kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.&lt;br /&gt;Colossian 3:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read a story about an elderly gentleman who carried a can of oil everywhere he went. If he passed through a squeaking door, he poured his oil on the hinges. If a gate’s latch was difficult to open, he oiled it. People called him weird and eccentric, but he pressed on. He refilled his can when it became empty and oiled the rusty and creaky places he found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many people around us creak and groan harshly as they face difficulties. Nothing goes right for them. They desperately need healing oil applied to their hurts and troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the road called life people constantly come and go; some we only encounter once. God help us to be as diligent as the eccentric old man. When we see rough or rusty spots, let’s apply the oil of thoughtfulness. And when our oil runs out, may time spent in prayer refill us to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prayer: Dear Lord Jesus, Fill us with your lubricating oil. Open our eyes to the hard places in the lives of those around us so we can apply some kindness, gentleness, and compassion. Use your oil to diminish the jagged edges of many a sin-hardened life, leaving them soft, pliable, and ready to receive your redeeming grace. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going deeper: Pray for those who have rusty, hard to open hearts and choose a random act of kindness to perform today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;photo courtesy of christianphotos.net &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8108725524844894320?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8108725524844894320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8108725524844894320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8108725524844894320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8108725524844894320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/random-acts-of-kindness.html' title='Random Acts of Kindness'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70FRxwtcakg/Tw8leiw4JEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Fu2hp8bK4qM/s72-c/dsc_0431_copy1%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7659631446990911163</id><published>2012-01-02T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T05:42:05.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUijnD6Lwog/TwGtU4T5HfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7rVUkBg-ikY/s1600/Fireworks_newyearIMG_7196%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693021978197827058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUijnD6Lwog/TwGtU4T5HfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7rVUkBg-ikY/s320/Fireworks_newyearIMG_7196%255B2%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure why, but I don't make regular New Year resolutions. But for a long time now, I have chosen one Bible verse to pray each new year (all year long) as a spiritual goal. For instance, in 2011 I prayed 2 Corinthians 5:7; that I would walk by faith, not by sight. When I chose that verse I was reading an excellent book over Christmas break, "Walking from East to West: God in the Shadows" by Ravi Zacharias. At the end of the book Ravi shares a beautiful prayer by the missionary explorer, David Livingstone. I took this prayer as my own and added it to my verse for 2011&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Lord, send my anywhere, only go with me. Lay any burden on my, only sustain me. Sever any ties but the ties that bind me to your service and to your heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The adventures and healing that occurred as a result of this prayer resolution inspire my writing daily, but much more than that, they have caused my faith to grow exponentially. I can truly say I'm walking by faith and not by sight like never before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As God would have it, I read another great book over Christmas break, "Praying for Strangers" by River Jordan. She tells her amazing personal journey of uncovering the needs of the human heart as she made a resolution to pray for people she had never met before. As I read her stories, I realized how often I pray for strangers, but the big difference is that I rarely share this information with those strangers like River Jordan did. What a difference it makes! As a result, I have chosen to pray for strangers (and share that information with them) in 2012 and to purposefully perform random acts of kindness as I'm led. The theme verse I chose to go along with this is Matthew 25:40&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;: Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to see what God will do in 2012 with this spiritual resolution. If you do something like this, please share your ideas with me. I would love to hear from you. And if you haven't tried this yet, won't you join the adventure and choose your own verse as a resolution for 2012 today? Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7659631446990911163?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7659631446990911163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7659631446990911163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7659631446990911163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7659631446990911163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2012/01/about-resolutions.html' title='About Resolutions'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUijnD6Lwog/TwGtU4T5HfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7rVUkBg-ikY/s72-c/Fireworks_newyearIMG_7196%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-488866145422540314</id><published>2011-12-13T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T05:59:38.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Immeasurable Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjWIcn24SfM/TudWvm0hPDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9e2-Ic-Dw7o/s1600/100_0840%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685608430453210162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjWIcn24SfM/TudWvm0hPDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9e2-Ic-Dw7o/s320/100_0840%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been writing lots of devotionals lately and decided to start sharing them here on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Read: Ephesians 3:14-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly&lt;br /&gt;above all that we ask or think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ephesians 3:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love inspires us to do things we wouldn’t normally do like ride up and down a cute boy’s street just to catch a glimpse of him or spend hard-earned money on a corsage for a that special girl to wear to the school dance. When the Apostle Paul wrote his letter to the church in Ephesus he knew how the power of love changes the way we think and act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paul not only desired his listeners to change, but also wanted us to understand why God went to extreme measures demonstrating his love for us. “For this reason” Paul wrote a prayer for us to grasp the four dimensions of God’s immense love while living in a three dimensional world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paul’s words of the width, length, depth, and height of Christ’s love send a message. Living in his immeasurable love that surpasses knowledge carries us beyond being told “Jesus loves you” to experiencing life with power. God’s story becomes our story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought for the day:&lt;/strong&gt; Living loved defines the immeasurable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer:&lt;/strong&gt; Dear Jesus, Help us to understand the true impact of Paul’s prayer in our lives today. May we experience the immeasurable life you promise so we can pour your great love into the lives of those around us, especially those who don’t yet know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prayer Focus for Today:&lt;/strong&gt; Those who feel unloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. This devotional was inspired by "The Immeasurable Life" series at my church, Watermarke, by Pastor Gavin Adams:&lt;a href="http://northpointministries.org/watermarke/messages/the-immeasurable-life"&gt;http://northpointministries.org/watermarke/messages/the-immeasurable-life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-488866145422540314?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/488866145422540314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=488866145422540314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/488866145422540314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/488866145422540314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/12/immeasurable-life.html' title='The Immeasurable Life'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MjWIcn24SfM/TudWvm0hPDI/AAAAAAAAAJk/9e2-Ic-Dw7o/s72-c/100_0840%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-623717546296338448</id><published>2011-11-30T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T06:03:24.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things You Won't Find in Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6U1Bvr7NoYU/TtY3NdxUiZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WGzr8NblWi4/s1600/prettyskies%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680788684443781522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6U1Bvr7NoYU/TtY3NdxUiZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WGzr8NblWi4/s320/prettyskies%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I saw the title, "25 Things You Won't Find in Heaven," on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blogpost&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; Barlow Jordan* it sparked my interest. Her post inspired me to make my own list starting with the things that have adversely affected me the most. There are obviously more than 25 and your top 25 things will be different than mine. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; of thinking of my own list invoked praise to our Father in heaven. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; God! He is coming to rescue us believers and bring us home to this wonderful place called heaven and I can't wait! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him-but God has revealed it to us by his Spirit" (&lt;/em&gt;1 Corinthians 2:9-10). Thank you for your Spirit, Lord, that deposits the hope of heaven in our hearts! We can make it through all of this junk until you come and get us or you take us home to heaven through death. Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my list: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. No Enabling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. No Co-dependency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. No Alcohol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. No Drugs-illegal or legit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. No Murder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. No Pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. No Secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. No Triangulation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. N0 Manipulation/Control/Guilt Trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. No Illness, especially cancer, heart disease, and diabetes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. No Surgeries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. No Disabilities/Defects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. No Injustice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. No Separation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. No Death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. No Time Limits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. No Pollution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. No Wars/Destruction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. No Pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. No Sadness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. No Abuse, Physical, Emotional, or Spiritual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. No Natural Disasters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. No Unemployment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. No Taxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. No Crime &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't you make your own list today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*11/29/11 post at: &lt;a href="http://www.rebeccabarlowjordan.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.rebeccabarlowjordan.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-623717546296338448?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/623717546296338448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=623717546296338448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/623717546296338448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/623717546296338448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/25-things-you-wont-find-in-heaven.html' title='25 Things You Won&apos;t Find in Heaven'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6U1Bvr7NoYU/TtY3NdxUiZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WGzr8NblWi4/s72-c/prettyskies%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1849677995049389792</id><published>2011-11-08T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:11:27.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My understanding of the Beatitudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCFJ_r2gti8/Trk5mWJnRdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/918VA88Y1aA/s1600/Jesus_032_small%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672628536593565138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCFJ_r2gti8/Trk5mWJnRdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/918VA88Y1aA/s320/Jesus_032_small%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have thought about the Beatitudes for years. I realized long ago that you have to dig for the real meanings of much of what Jesus said while he was here. Maybe this is why Solomon said, "If you look for it as silver and search for it as hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the LORD and find the knowledge of God" (Proverbs 2:4-5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After years of pondering and doing word studies on the Beatitudes this is my understanding of them from Jesus' Sermon on the Mount:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit (those who have hit rock bottom from addiction to self-sufficiency), for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are those who mourn (those who truly grieve over their sin), for they will be comforted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are the meek (those who have humbled themselves before our mighty God), for they will inherit the earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness (those whose top priority is being right with God), for they will be filled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are the merciful (those who compassionately exhibit undeserved grace towards others in thought and action), for they will be shown mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are the pure in heart (those who keep a check on their thoughts and feelings, staying morally clean by regular confession of sin-even asking God to reveal hidden faults), for they will see God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are the peacemakers (those who share the good news of the gospel so others can have peace with God), for they will be called sons of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness (get slammed for doing the right thing and/or being right with God), for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 5:3-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know what you think. I would love to hear your input. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1849677995049389792?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1849677995049389792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1849677995049389792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1849677995049389792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1849677995049389792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-understanding-of-beatitudes.html' title='My understanding of the Beatitudes'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JCFJ_r2gti8/Trk5mWJnRdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/918VA88Y1aA/s72-c/Jesus_032_small%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4035106102872414938</id><published>2011-10-04T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:08:40.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter or Better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhXN0dfMlpY/Tos12jbzjtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/14V2yUsBDKI/s1600/9%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659676568062234322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhXN0dfMlpY/Tos12jbzjtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/14V2yUsBDKI/s320/9%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recently read this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In His own world He is content&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to play a losing game."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Way of Faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm pondering this deep thought because of the counseling book, &lt;em&gt;Shattered Dreams, &lt;/em&gt;by Dr. Larry Crabb--I've read it and am presently studying week six of the workbook. I have learned God's reasons why this mysterious quote is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The message of &lt;em&gt;Shattered Dreams&lt;/em&gt; is this: Learn how to look through life's tragedies and see the lavish blessings God has for you. In this screwed up world our dreams will shatter. Actually Jesus guarantees shattered dreams when he says, "In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world" (John 16:33).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The author wrote: "In this world, the dream of feeling as good as we want to feel &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;shatter. . . Shattered dreams will create the opportunity for God to work more deeply than ever before, to further weaken our grasp on our empty selves. They will also create the opportunity for bitterness and its children, defeat and immorality to develop. Bitterness carries us farther from the shore, into dark nights that never had to be. Brokenness on the other hand, allows us to relax in the arms that will bring us to shore, where a warm fire is burning and food has been prepared."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Through dealing with family tragedy of the loss of my brother and the aftermath of heartache that lessens, but never quite goes away, I've done it both ways--bitterness and brokenness. Bitterness makes me ill, physically, emotionally, and spiritually. But brokenness has led me to healing. In God's mysterious, powerful ways, he uses suffering to convince us we are safe to let go and surrender completely in his arms so he can deliver us safely to shore. For some reason, us proud humans don't ever get what it means to surrender without suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What about you? Have difficult, hurtful situations made you bitter or better? In what ways has suffering made you bitter? In what ways have you experienced the healing that comes from brokenness and become better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are content to play a losing game because you know the end of the story, which is eternal life beyond our wildest imagination. Your story includes free will which leaves us with choices. We can fight for our right to feel good and for things to be right while living here (and be miserable) or we can allow your Holy Spirit to use the pain of shattered dreams to help us discover our desire for YOU, to help us begin dreaming the highest dream. A dream of a vibrant, growing, joyful relationship with you despite any circumstances, bad or good. For we know and believe that in all things, You, God work for the good of those who love you, who have been called according to your purpose (Romans 8:28). In your precious name we pray. Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Photo courtesy of christianphotos.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4035106102872414938?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4035106102872414938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4035106102872414938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4035106102872414938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4035106102872414938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/10/bitter-or-better.html' title='Bitter or Better?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhXN0dfMlpY/Tos12jbzjtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/14V2yUsBDKI/s72-c/9%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-802603380909951717</id><published>2011-09-21T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:27:56.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_S2ENaTOvI/Tnocln1j8EI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3JXMYJoPmhU/s1600/318823_1951993314773_1090844099_31700820_3487915_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654863714791452738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_S2ENaTOvI/Tnocln1j8EI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3JXMYJoPmhU/s320/318823_1951993314773_1090844099_31700820_3487915_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But whoever listens to me will live in safety&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and be at ease, without fear of harm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 1:33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most of us talk away to God, rambling off requests for what we want and think we need. I'm not saying our prayers aren't legit, but even though I love to share ways to listen to the inaudible voice of God I still have to tackle a universal problem: when I pray, how often do I sit still and listen for the answer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God commands us to "Be still and know that He is God." I don't think it is an accident that after God gives the incredible promise in Proverbs 1:33 (above), He follows with three big "&lt;strong&gt;Ifs&lt;/strong&gt;" in Proverbs 2:1-4 to give us practical ways to be still and know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. My son (daughter), &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; you accepts my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom apply your heart to understanding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. and &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. and &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; you look for it as silver and search for it as for hidden treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then comes the thens. . .then you will understand the fear of the LORD and find the knowledge of God. For the LORD gives wisdom, and from his mouth come knowledge and understanding. He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones. Then you will understand what is right and just and fair--every good path . . . Discretion will protect you, and understanding will guard you (Proverbs 2:5-11).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Those are some awesome promises. How can you and I apply the three "ifs" to everyday life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do you accept God's words and store them up? Find a good Bible study and sit still long enough to do it. Right now, I'm doing the workbook inside the incredible book by Larry Crabb, &lt;em&gt;Shattered Dreams: God's Unexpected Path to Joy.&lt;/em&gt; If you are already in a Bible Study, go a step deeper by doing word studies on some of the passages you are studying. I love my &lt;em&gt;Strong's Complete Word Study Concordance, &lt;/em&gt;published by AMG. You can look up the text in Hebrew (Old Testament) and in Greek (New Testament) and learn the original meanings of the words God uses in His Holy Bible. The Hebrew and Greek dictionary in this Concordance is expanded and a wonderful asset to your studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you practically call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding? Besides shouting out to God in prayer, I started by asking trustworthy Christians lots of questions. Don't remain quiet because you think your questions are dumb. Ask anyway! And if your heart hurts from the trash this broken world dumps on you, cry with a professional counselor. I did and my healing has deepened and I'm much stronger than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do you look for it as silver and search for it like treasure? For that you go back to number one again. Like searching for treasure, Bible Study is hard work&lt;strong&gt;. IF &lt;/strong&gt;you want the promises above to become evident in your daily life. Don't give up! Keep studying! I'm praying for you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord Jesus, Inspire us to make an effort to listen to you every day. We want to live in safety in this crazy world and be at ease, without fear of harm. In your precious name we pray. Amen! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-802603380909951717?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/802603380909951717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=802603380909951717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/802603380909951717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/802603380909951717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/listening-to-god.html' title='Listening to God'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q_S2ENaTOvI/Tnocln1j8EI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3JXMYJoPmhU/s72-c/318823_1951993314773_1090844099_31700820_3487915_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7702807590249070090</id><published>2011-07-08T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T22:04:46.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Birds Got Their Wings: A Parable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-NfLx4Tepc/Thff6hPwK4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccJ3PaZyKiI/s1600/img_1633%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627212455872572290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-NfLx4Tepc/Thff6hPwK4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccJ3PaZyKiI/s320/img_1633%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a fable about the way the birds got their wings at the beginning. They were first made without wings. Then God made the wings and put them down before the wingless birds and said to them, "Come, take up these burdens and bear them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birds had lovely plumage and sweet voices; they could sing, and their feathers gleamed in the sunshine, but they could not soar in the air. They hesitated at first when bidden to take up the burdens that lay at their feet, but they soon obeyed, and taking up the wings in their beaks, laid them on their shoulders to carry them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a little while the load seemed heavy and hard to bear, but presently, as they went on carrying the burdens, folding them over their hearts, the wings grew fast to their little bodies, and soon they discovered how to use them, and were lifted by them up into the air-&lt;em&gt;the weights became wings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through God's call in my life of late to, "Come, take up these burdens and bear them," I've discovered the truth buried in this parable is one of God's favorite things to do in our lives. Since 2008 I've experienced one heartache after another, but without hesitation I can say they gave me wings and taught me how to fly. God takes the burdens of those who love him and have been called according to his purpose and works them into our lives for our good (Romans 8:28). As we discover how to use our wings and fly God woos us heavenward to soar above all of chaos and din of this earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then I received an added bonus. As I studied Hosea this week I found the Old Testament version of Romans 8:28. Hosea 2:15&lt;em&gt;: "There I will give her back her vineyards, and will make the Valley of Achor (trouble) a door of hope."&lt;/em&gt; Yes, our amazing, miracle working God loves to turn our troubles into a door of hope, our burdens into wings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's pray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh dear Lord Jesus, thank you for turning our weights into wings. Help us to obey your call to "Come, take up these burdens and bear them." You are a promise-keeper and you have said we shall mount up with wings as eagles (Isaiah 40:31). Continue to woo us heavenward each day. In your precious name we pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Blessed is any weight, however overwhelming, which God has been so good as to fasten with His own hand upon our shoulders.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-F. W. Faber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo courtesy of christianphotos.net&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7702807590249070090?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7702807590249070090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7702807590249070090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7702807590249070090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7702807590249070090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-birds-got-their-wings-parable.html' title='How Birds Got Their Wings: A Parable'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-NfLx4Tepc/Thff6hPwK4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccJ3PaZyKiI/s72-c/img_1633%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1357542012718880800</id><published>2011-03-02T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T03:09:19.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Look at God's Love Chapter, 1 Corinthians 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn1bC1nE9uI/TW4gouiy42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/8VPzbccMhlg/s1600/sunflowerheartwskygammadown1cleanedspots%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579432872419451746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn1bC1nE9uI/TW4gouiy42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/8VPzbccMhlg/s320/sunflowerheartwskygammadown1cleanedspots%255B3%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a new look at God's love chapter, 1 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Corinthians&lt;/span&gt; 13, this morning. To love other people the way God does, it may be good idea to follow His description of love and make some commitments:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love never gives up . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to be patient?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love cares more for others than for self . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to be kind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love doesn't want what it doesn't have . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing not to be jealous or envious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love doesn't strut . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to esteem others above ourselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't have a swelled head . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to lay down our pride?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't force itself on others . . .&lt;/strong&gt; How about committing not to be rude?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't always "me first" . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing not to be self-seeking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't fly off the handle . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to deal with our anger in healthy ways?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't keep score of the sins of others . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing not to keep a record of wrongs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doesn't revel when others grovel . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to take captive our evil thoughts and turn them over to Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to seek the truth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puts up with anything . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to the sanctity of life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trusts God always . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to remain surrendered to God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always looks for the best . . . &lt;/strong&gt;How about committing to focus on the positive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never looks back, but keeps going to the end . . . &lt;/strong&gt;Because God's love never fails, how about committing not to fail others, but when we do, rely on God's grace and mercy to cover a multitude of sins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We love because you first loved us. We are asking you to strengthen us by your Holy Spirit-not a brute strength-but a glorious inner strength that You will live in us as we open the door and invite you in. And we ask You that with our feet planted firmly on Your love will be able to take in with all of Your followers the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extravagant&lt;/span&gt; dimensions of Your great love. Help us to reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives in the fullness of God and love others the way you love us. Your love changes people. In your precious name we pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*photo courtesy of christianphotos.net&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1357542012718880800?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1357542012718880800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1357542012718880800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1357542012718880800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1357542012718880800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-look-at-gods-love-chapter-1.html' title='A New Look at God&apos;s Love Chapter, 1 Corinthians 13'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn1bC1nE9uI/TW4gouiy42I/AAAAAAAAAIk/8VPzbccMhlg/s72-c/sunflowerheartwskygammadown1cleanedspots%255B3%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-9101387400192515300</id><published>2011-01-26T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T05:24:39.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Right to be Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TUAfV0v5gGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/loQQJ8WcBms/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566483599227191394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TUAfV0v5gGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/loQQJ8WcBms/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You human," two year old Aleson said. At first, I didn't quite understand, but as she twirled her mermaid doll, Ariel, around in her hands and repeated, "You human," I finally got it. I am a human as opposed to Ariel who is a mermaid. Little Miss Aleson is exactly right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes this truth frustrates me, however, but my humanity never takes God by surprise. He understands who I am and why I do the things I do. He reminded me the next morning in my quiet time when I opened my &lt;em&gt;Jesus &lt;/em&gt;Calling devotional. The very first sentence was in bold letters: IT'S ALL RIGHT TO BE HUMAN. Yes, it is all right for my mind to wander when I'm praying. He even forgives me when I worry needlessly and comforts me when I grieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved the promises in the last paragraph of my devotional that day the best: "As you live in close contact with Me, the Light of My Presence filters through you to bless others. Your weakness and woundedness are the openings through which the Light of the knowledge of My Glory shines forth. (2 Corinthians 4:6-7) My strength and my power show themselves most effective in your weakness." (2 Corinthians 12:9)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Jesus, You have said to me that your grace--your favor, loving-kindness, and mercy--are enough for me. Your grace is sufficient against any danger and will enable me to bear any trouble with God confidence. You have promised that my strength and power are made perfect in weakness. For when I am human and weak, Your power rests on me. Amen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Personal photo of my precious little cousin Aleson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-9101387400192515300?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9101387400192515300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=9101387400192515300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9101387400192515300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9101387400192515300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-all-right-to-be-human.html' title='It&apos;s All Right to be Human'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TUAfV0v5gGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/loQQJ8WcBms/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-137865897421104203</id><published>2010-10-28T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T04:48:02.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Refiner's Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TMnp6Ak0oiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Caeizj18CpU/s1600/new_bedike_088%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533210799997493794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TMnp6Ak0oiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Caeizj18CpU/s320/new_bedike_088%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the picture of God as the refiner. The Father sends the Holy Spirit, the flame (Acts 2), to perfect his saints in holiness. Our Lord knows the value of the refiner's fire. And when we learn how it's done we discover even more how much he loves us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is with the most precious metal that the refiner takes the most pains. God's children are most precious to him, he sent his Son to die for them. The refiner subjects the metal to the hottest of fires, because such fires melt the metal, and only the molten mass releases its alloy or takes perfectly its new form in the mold. He never leaves his crucible, but sits down and tends the fire ever so carefully. At the perfect time and heat the dross floats to the top and he skims it off. He then can look into the purified metal and see himself, and puts out the fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this poem that I want to share from my &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert &lt;/em&gt;devotional about the One who shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver (Mal. 3:3).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He sat by a fire of seven-fold heat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As He watched by the precious ore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And closer He bent with a searching gaze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as He heated it more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knew He had ore that could stand the test,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and He wanted the finest gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To mould as a crown for the King to wear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Set with gems with a price untold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So He laid our gold in the burning fire,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tho' we fain would have said Him 'Nay,'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He watched the dross that we had not seen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it melted and passed away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the gold grew brighter and yet more bright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But our eyes were so dim with tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw but the fire--not the Master's hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And questioned with anxious fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet our gold shone out with a richer glow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As it mirrored a Form above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That bent o're the fire, tho' unseen by us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a look of ineffable love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can we think that it pleases His loving heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To cause us a moment's pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, no! but He saw through the present cross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bliss of eternal gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So He waited there with a watchful eye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a love that is strong and sure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And His gold did not suffer a bit more heat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than was needed to make it pure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O dear Jesus, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life is in your hands. I know it hurts sometimes, but I do desire to be purified. I need not fear, for you have redeemed me. You have summoned me by name. I am Yours.  When I pass through the waters, You will be with me; and when I pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over me. When I walk through your refining fire, I will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; be burned; the flames will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; set me ablaze. For You are the Lord, my God, the Holy One of Israel, My Savior (Isaiah 43:1-3). You want the best for me. I praise you Lord, for your ways are mysterious and wonderful. I love you with all of my heart, soul, mind, and strength. In your precious name I pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.christianphotos.net/"&gt;http://www.christianphotos.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-137865897421104203?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/137865897421104203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=137865897421104203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/137865897421104203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/137865897421104203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/refiners-fire.html' title='The Refiner&apos;s Fire'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TMnp6Ak0oiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Caeizj18CpU/s72-c/new_bedike_088%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1841498580156400150</id><published>2010-10-06T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T03:22:30.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TKxJqjMe34I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_JqQaBY0gMo/s1600/dadpumpkinedit%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524871838227685250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TKxJqjMe34I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_JqQaBY0gMo/s320/dadpumpkinedit%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A "Listening Prayer" caught my eye in the journal I'm using. It's by A. W. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tozer&lt;/span&gt;, one of my favorite theologians. He said to . . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Retire from the world each day to some private spot . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay in the secret place till the surrounding noises begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to fade out of your heart and a sense of God's presence &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;envelopes you . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen for the inward Voice till you learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to recognize it . . . Learn to pray inwardly every moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What does it take to retire from the world each day to a private spot? For me, it took disciplined Bible Study to get me started. Now that I'm hooked on listening for the inward Voice, even though it's a fight some times, it's hard for me to go a day without retreating into God's presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thinking about the wonderful, countless benefits of disciplined study makes me wonder why discipline gets such a bad rap. Is it because we don't like being forced? Or are we just lazy? It's a little of both, don't you think? On top of being stubborn and like sloths, we humans can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;conjure&lt;/span&gt; up more excuses as to why we don't have time for God than a pine tree has needles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But if we do take the time to listen for His still small voice, the Holy Spirit will step in and teach us how to recognize God's voice and pray inwardly every moment. He promises to guide us into all truth and will bring glory to Jesus by taking what is Jesus' and make it known to us (John 16:12-15). In that private place there are unthinkable treasures to be found. Won't you join me as I fight off all of the excuses and distractions and carve out some time for listening prayer today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;photo courtesy of Christianphotos.net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1841498580156400150?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1841498580156400150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1841498580156400150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1841498580156400150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1841498580156400150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/10/listening-prayer.html' title='Listening Prayer'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TKxJqjMe34I/AAAAAAAAAIE/_JqQaBY0gMo/s72-c/dadpumpkinedit%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7456085765478559536</id><published>2010-08-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T15:07:57.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Caught in a Crab Bucket?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TGrqw_sRBqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xZ_UshPUu1k/s1600/24095541_40e41f72df%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506471621865572002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TGrqw_sRBqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xZ_UshPUu1k/s320/24095541_40e41f72df%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crab fisherman have long known they don't need to put a lid on their crab bucket, as long as there is more than one crab. When there are several crabs in the bucket, if one tries to crawl out, the other crabs grab hold and pull it back down. Some call it the Crab Bucket Syndrome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us desire to climb above, raise our standards and improve ourselves, but Satan, and those who belong to him, act like crabs in a bucket. They do everything in their power to destroy the ambitions of those who wish to better themselves. Sadly, these grab and hold techniques often work among us humans, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Christians, it's often our thoughts that catch us, put us in a bucket. What crabs are holding you back from improving your life? These crabs come in thoughts like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't have any time to spend with God and his word today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does God really hear my prayers? It seems like he's not answering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living the Christian life doesn't pay-off here on earth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things will never change for me, anyway.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faithful Christians pray and believe God no matter how they feel or what things look like. Don't let these crabby negative thoughts keep you in a bucket of mediocrity. Therefore, my dear friends, continue to work out your salvation every day with fear and trembling, for it is God who works in you to will and to act according to his good purpose (Philippians 2:12-13). How do we work out our salvation? Follow Paul's advice that follows these verses in Philippians. Do everything without complaining or arguing (boy, that's a tough one), so that we can become blameless and pure children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which we shine like stars in the universe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Start shining today and escape the grabs, the holds, and the bucket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7456085765478559536?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7456085765478559536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7456085765478559536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7456085765478559536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7456085765478559536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-you-caught-in-crab-bucket.html' title='Are You Caught in a Crab Bucket?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TGrqw_sRBqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/xZ_UshPUu1k/s72-c/24095541_40e41f72df%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-336868522366094496</id><published>2010-07-07T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:09:16.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABC's of Listening Through His Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TDSxAJvexoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hGWbKxdG6h4/s1600/2195940855_b2f49c2f80%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491208461844661890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TDSxAJvexoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hGWbKxdG6h4/s320/2195940855_b2f49c2f80%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have the privilege of a spiritual mentor/mother like I do. If you don't, pray and ask God for one. Then open your eyes and look for her. She may be right in front of you. She'll tell you things like, "Get a new Bible every few years. Then God can speak to you in fresh new ways, instead of through those same old underlined verses and notes." My spiritual mom is my 83-years-young Sunday School teacher. While studying Psalm 119 last Sunday, which is an acrostic of the Hebrew alphabet, she challenged our class to find a Bible verse for every letter of our alphabet. God spoke to me volumes through this exercise and encouraged me in ways only he can. Here are my results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;fter this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb. They were wearing white robes and were holding palm branches in their hands. Revelation 7:9 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;elieve me that I am in the Father, and the Father in me: or else believe me for the very works' sake. John 14:11 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;all to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know. Jeremiah 33:3 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;o not be afraid of what you are about to suffer. I tell you, the devil will put some of you in prison and test you, and you will suffer persecution for ten days. Be faithful, even to the point of death, and I will give you the crown of life. Revelation 2:10 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;very man shall give as he is able, according to the blessing of the LORD thy God which he hath given thee. Deuteronomy 16:17 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;or you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." Romans 8:15 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;od is greatly to be feared in the assembly of the saints, and to be had in reverence of all them that are about him. Psalm 89:7 (KJV) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;e&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. Revelation 21:4 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. John 15:5 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;esus answered and said unto them, "This is the work of God, they ye believe on him whom he hath sent. John 6:29 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;now ye that the LORD he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. Psalm 100:3 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ord, thou has been our dwelling place in all generations. Psalm 90:1 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;eanwhile we groan, longing to be clothed with our heavenly dwelling. 2 Corinthians 5:2 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;othing impure will ever enter it, nor will anyone who does what is shameful or deceitful, but only those whose names are written in the Lamb's book of life. Revelation 21:27 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;n his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS. Revelation 19:16 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;raise the LORD. Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever. Psalm 106:1 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;uicken me after thy lovingkindness; so shall I keep the testimony of thy mouth. Psalm 119:88 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ejoice in the LORD, you who are righteous; and praise his holy name. Psalm 97:12 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;hout for joy to the LORD, all the earth. Psalm 100:1 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;he LORD is my light and my salvation-whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life-of whom shall I be afraid? Psalm 27:1 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nto thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul. Psalm 25:1 (KJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;oice of the LORD is powerful, the voice of the LORD is majestic. Psalm 29:4 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;e live by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;alt the LORD our God and worship at his footstool; he is holy. Psalm 99:5 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;et I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior. Habakkuk 3:18 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;ion will be redeemed with justice, her penitent ones with righteousness. Isaiah 1:27 (NIV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo courtesy of flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-336868522366094496?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/336868522366094496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=336868522366094496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/336868522366094496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/336868522366094496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/abcs-of-listening-through-his-word.html' title='The ABC&apos;s of Listening Through His Word'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TDSxAJvexoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/hGWbKxdG6h4/s72-c/2195940855_b2f49c2f80%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3951488111543749083</id><published>2010-06-19T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T07:14:10.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the secret to hearing the voice of the Lord?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TBzNmpbP_YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UB4PAtA7OQg/s1600/138739411_785d63d61e_t%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484484510069292418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TBzNmpbP_YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UB4PAtA7OQg/s320/138739411_785d63d61e_t%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The strange scene at the beginning of the book of Ezekiel holds a secret as to how we can get the voice of the Lord and the ability to hear it. Ezekiel 1:25 says, &lt;strong&gt;"And there was a voice from the firmament that&lt;em&gt; was&lt;/em&gt; over their heads, when they stood,&lt;em&gt; and&lt;/em&gt; had let down their wings&lt;/strong&gt;." Just like a bird resting on a branch, the secret is found in the fact that for the angels to let down their wings they must be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 2010 jubilee year (this year I turned the big 50) the Lord prompted me to take a sabbatical to rest and heal from the trauma of 2008-09. Since the new year broke, God has repeatedly sent me the message to &lt;strong&gt;"Be still and know that I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; God" Psalm 46:10. &lt;/strong&gt;He sends me this message over and over through e-mails, in the various devotions I read, through reading other's blogs, and many other ways. If it doesn't come up in my heart, He manages to get it before my eyes at least every other day. Last Wednesday was the most creative and made me smile. Driving home from meeting with a friend, I managed to get behind a Honda CRV from close to my home in Florida. I couldn't believe my eyes. There on their tire cover were the words big and bold&lt;strong&gt;--BE STILL AND KNOW!&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever in your life seen those words on a tire cover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today I read a beautiful poem my &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert&lt;/em&gt; Devotional:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be still! Just now be still!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something thy soul hath never heard,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something unknown to any song of bird,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something unknown to any wind, or wave, or star,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A message from the Fatherland afar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That with sweet joy the homesick soul shall thrill,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cometh to thee if thou canst but be still.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be still! Just now be still!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There comes a presence very mild and sweet;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White are the sandals of His noiseless feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is the Comforter whom Jesus sent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To teach thee what the words He uttered meant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The willing, waiting spirit, He doth fill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If thou would'st hear His message,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear soul, be still!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Dear Jesus, I understand you want me to be still, otherwise you wouldn't send me your message over and over. Thank you for sending the Comforter to teach me what the words you uttered while here on earth meant. I am willing. I am waiting. I trust you to fulfill and heal me to shine like a star in the universe as I hold out the word of life (Phil. 2:15-16). Speak to my listening heart, Lord. Yes, speak to my listening heart. I have made up my mind to cease striving and be still. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Picture courtesy of Flickr.com by Stephie 189&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3951488111543749083?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3951488111543749083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3951488111543749083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3951488111543749083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3951488111543749083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-do-you-get-and-hear-voice-of-lord.html' title='What is the secret to hearing the voice of the Lord?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/TBzNmpbP_YI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UB4PAtA7OQg/s72-c/138739411_785d63d61e_t%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7495270494927499673</id><published>2010-05-26T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T11:54:06.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S_1spYM1z0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/cvkDe7B_msA/s1600/IMG_1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475652180079136578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S_1spYM1z0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/cvkDe7B_msA/s320/IMG_1280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a beautiful flower poster of "words to live by" I read: &lt;em&gt;"Believe that love is forever and forever you will be in love." &lt;/em&gt;Will just believing really keep you in love? The word believe can mean so much more than to have confidence in the truth, the existence, or the reliability of something, especially in the New Testament Greek. The word believe in Greek is pisteuo (pist- yoo'-o). It means to have faith (in, upon, or with respect to, a person or thing); by implication to entrust (especially one's spiritual well being to Christ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite verse on believing is John 6:29. One day some followers asked Jesus, "What must we do to do the works God requires?" (verse 28) Jesus answered, "The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent" (John 6:29). When I read this verse in the Amplified version it gives me the full scope of what pisteuo really means: Jesus replied, "This is the work (service) that God asks of you, that you believe in the One Whom He has sent-that you cleave to, trust, rely on and have faith in His Messenger" (John 6:29AMP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put that way I must ask myself, Do I cleave to Jesus every day? Do I trust in Him for all things? Do I rely on Him for all things? Yes, I have faith in God's messenger, Jesus, but do I really cling to, trust in, and rely on Him all of the time? I must admit I fail at God's work sometimes. I get forgetful and start clinging to my kids or my husband. I get anxious and scared and stop trusting in the only One who can take care of me. I even rely on my friends and family to listen to me when I'm hurting, instead of the One who gives peace that passes understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dearest Lord Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for loving me with an everlasting love, even when I mess up. Thank you for forgiving me when I fail to do your the one work you require. When I believe in (cling to, trust in, and rely on) the One who is love, I truly will be in love forever and live with You for eternity. O Jesus, give me the strength I need to believe more and more as each day passes--until we meet face to face. Oh how I look forward to that day. In your precious name I pray. Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo by Greg Schulz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7495270494927499673?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7495270494927499673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7495270494927499673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7495270494927499673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7495270494927499673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-believe.html' title='Do you believe?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S_1spYM1z0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/cvkDe7B_msA/s72-c/IMG_1280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7737642823214833903</id><published>2010-04-17T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:51:22.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You do not have because you do not ask!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S8pIJrohS2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/n7I05AiWM3Y/s1600/465631886_5615b95ee4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461256829308848994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S8pIJrohS2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/n7I05AiWM3Y/s320/465631886_5615b95ee4%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are loaded down with cares--for our children, our work, our homes. How many times do we forget to ask God because we feel like our concerns are too little to mention or we just don't take the time to sit down and pray? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read about a visual example of not having answers to prayer because we don't ask recently that stuck with me (in a devotion by Charles H. Spurgeon on James 4:2). Spurgeon told a story of an angel of mercy who flies around the homes of God's people and brings an abundance of precious blessings. Sometimes while we sleep, the angel of mercy hovers on soft wings, but there are no empty containers in which to pour the blessings. Later, the angel visits another home, where in their prayers, the residents set out a number of empty containers. The angel fills the containers from the supply of overflowing mercy, and when the petitioners awake they find an abundant supply of rich grace. Mind pictures like this one have lasting affects on me. I love them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Dear Lord,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to forget to put out my containers by having feeble wishes, small desires, and slender prayers, or hardly any prayer at all. Oh God, like the disciples in Luke 17:5 asked, "Show me how to increase my faith." With stronger faith I will hold on to my big desires, earnest prayer, and great expectations. I will make sure I put out my containers tonight for your angel of mercy to fill with your abundant supply of rich grace and whatever else you have in store for me. In your precious name I pray. Amen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture courtesy of Flickr.com "An angel made of cloud" by Jonina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7737642823214833903?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7737642823214833903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7737642823214833903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7737642823214833903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7737642823214833903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-do-not-have-because-you-do-not-ask.html' title='You do not have because you do not ask!'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S8pIJrohS2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/n7I05AiWM3Y/s72-c/465631886_5615b95ee4%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4728375305193831077</id><published>2010-04-07T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T03:25:30.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still and Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God" (Psalm 46:10).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S7xYM1oXGhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oaK_L9p9O0Q/s1600/fernandina+beach+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457333826044238354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S7xYM1oXGhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oaK_L9p9O0Q/s320/fernandina+beach+092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you sit still in a world that is always running at full speed? Nevertheless, in order to truly know God, inward stillness is absolutely necessary. When emergencies arise my first instinct is flight. Every part of my being throbs with anxiety, and yet circumstances are usually out of my control. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sit still for more than a second and you will hear God's still small voice say&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God." There is a perfect passivity which is not indolence. It is a living stillness born of faith and trust in our almighty God. Quiet tension is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; trust. It is simply compressed anxiety.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not in the tumult of the rending storm, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not in the earthquake or devouring flame;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But in the hush that could all fear transform,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The still, small whisper to the prophet came.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Soul, keep silence on the mount of God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though cares and needs throb around like a sea;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;From supplications and desires unshod,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be still, and hear what God shall say to thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All fellowship hath interludes of rest,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New strength maturing in each poise of power;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sweetest Alleluias of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;blest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are silent, for the space of half an hour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O rest, in utter quietude of soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abandon words, leave prayer and praise awhile;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let thy whole being, hushed in His control,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learn the full meaning of His voice and smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not as an athlete wrestling for a crown,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not taking Heaven by violence of will;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But with thy Father as a child sit down,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And know the bliss that follows his "Be Still!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Mary &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rowles&lt;/span&gt; Jarvis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*picture from our vacation: Fernandina Beach, Florida, sunset&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4728375305193831077?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4728375305193831077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4728375305193831077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4728375305193831077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4728375305193831077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/be-still-and-know.html' title='Be Still and Know'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S7xYM1oXGhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oaK_L9p9O0Q/s72-c/fernandina+beach+092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3799478017486073589</id><published>2010-03-27T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T13:01:25.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can See Clearly Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S65jcRJE5vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rrX6f1vMZqI/s1600/12147_224347447600_548097600_3647317_4517263_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453405536081209074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S65jcRJE5vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rrX6f1vMZqI/s320/12147_224347447600_548097600_3647317_4517263_n%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can see clearly now," my niece, Shanna's, facebook status read. Shanna just had Lasik eye surgery and can see great without glasses or contacts for the first time since she was eight years old. 1 Corinthians 13:12 (NLT) says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day soon we will have full body Lasik surgery, physically and spiritually. Oh, what a day that will be! As I prepare for Easter the excitement grows for Jesus' return. As we walk through this world of trial and sorrow, half blind or impaired in other ways, we can look forward to the day we shall see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; face to face. We will be perfect and complete in every way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just a-wearying for you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, Lord, beloved and true;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be coming back again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under all I say and do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a-wearying for you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Some glad day, all watching past,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will come for me at last;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'll see you, hear your voice,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be with you, with you rejoice;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How the sweet hope thrills me through,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sets me wearying for you."*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Poem from devotional, &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert &lt;/em&gt;(March 27), by Mrs. Chas. E. Cowman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Family picture of Shanna (before she threw away her glasses) with her firstborn child, Olivia, who was born 12/16/2009. Shanna can now see Olivia grow up with perfect clarity, without the aid of glasses. Praise the Lord for the blessings he gives while we wait for our full body overhaul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3799478017486073589?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3799478017486073589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3799478017486073589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3799478017486073589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3799478017486073589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-can-see-clearly-now.html' title='I Can See Clearly Now'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S65jcRJE5vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rrX6f1vMZqI/s72-c/12147_224347447600_548097600_3647317_4517263_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6422567070235909084</id><published>2010-03-22T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:24:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Trash Heap to Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S6eTRXJUZYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6mK9A2imOY0/s1600-h/Pearl_Fryar_garden%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451487800435434882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S6eTRXJUZYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6mK9A2imOY0/s320/Pearl_Fryar_garden%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A black man, son of a sharecropper, wanted to buy a home in rural South Carolina. The neighbors worried that if he moved next door to them, he wouldn't take care of his house and yard. Determined to prove them wrong, he worked 12 hour shifts, 4 days a week at a can factory and bought a modest home on a few acres in Bishopville, South Carolina. With the exception of attending church, he spent most of his time working in his yard. To grow his treasured garden he went to the local nursery and asked permission to take home the dying plants they had thrown in the trash heap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The art and beauty this man named Pearl Fryar created with these discarded plants is nothing short of amazing. A self-taught horticulturalist, his 3 acre yard now a famous topiary garden represents one of the most majestic and magnificent gardens I have ever seen. Pearl's garden is a picture of our Redemptive God, the Master Gardener. He seeks the lost and discarded and prunes and trains them to excel beyond their wildest imaginations. The Master Husbandman redeemed me from the trash heap of the world where I lived only for myself. He picked me up, planted me in Georgia and clips away the selfishness, anger, and bitterness that holds me back. He continues to prune me year after year causing me to bear fruit and accomplish things I never thought possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pearl gives us God's perspective on life by saying things like, "There's always gonna be obstacles. The thing is, you don't let those obstacles determine where you go. With our God, "Nothing shall be impossible unto you (Matthew 17:20). So today, welcome the Gardener's pruning. It may hurt for a little while, but the results are worth it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Follow Me, and I will make you" . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you speak My words with power,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you channels of My mercy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you helpful every hour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Follow Me, and I will make you" . . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you what you cannot be-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you loving, trustful, godly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make you even like to Me. *&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pearl and his mastery of horticulture have given him much acclaim. So renowned for his topiary skills, he recently appeared in a John Deere commercial. For more information about Pearl Fryar rent the documentary, &lt;em&gt;"A Man Named Pearl" &lt;/em&gt;or visit his website at: &lt;a href="http://www.fryarstopiaries.com/"&gt;http://www.fryarstopiaries.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Poem from &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert &lt;/em&gt;devotional by L.S.P. (full name not given)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Picture of one of Pearl's topiaries found at Google.com - Image results for Pearl Fryar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6422567070235909084?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6422567070235909084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6422567070235909084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6422567070235909084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6422567070235909084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/from-trash-heap-to-fame.html' title='From the Trash Heap to Fame'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S6eTRXJUZYI/AAAAAAAAAG8/6mK9A2imOY0/s72-c/Pearl_Fryar_garden%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7858156681873928938</id><published>2010-03-11T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:17:31.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Sleepless Night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S5lIhyDaRRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IwryDMYQbVo/s1600-h/2860511349_621a0eb9a2_t%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447464969490285842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S5lIhyDaRRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IwryDMYQbVo/s320/2860511349_621a0eb9a2_t%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't get back to sleep? I'm sure you have. We all experience this problem every now and then. I can't remember who gave me this very effective advise, but it works. When you can't get to sleep, start praising God A-Z. You choose a name or word to praise God for from from A all the way to Z. You have to get creative in some spots. Here are some of my favorites: I praise you God for being . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALPHA &lt;/strong&gt;and Omega,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BREAD OF LIFE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREATOR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DELIVERER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMMANUEL, &lt;/strong&gt;God with Us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAITHFUL FATHER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD SHEPHERD,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INCREDIBLE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KING OF KINGS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LORD OF LORDS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MASTER PHYSICIAN,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NISSI, &lt;/strong&gt;our Banner of Victory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMNISCIENT,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROTECTOR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUINTESSENTIAL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REDEEMER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAVIOR,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUSTWORTHY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNFAILING,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICTORIOUS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIVING &lt;strong&gt;WATER,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E&lt;strong&gt;XTRA SPECIAL,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUTH RENEWER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZION'S KING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The times I have made it to Z (and I have a few times), I am so encouraged. I know I can rest easy trusting God to do what he does best, without me worrying about it. I usually fall asleep in his arms soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this works for you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7858156681873928938?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7858156681873928938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7858156681873928938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7858156681873928938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7858156681873928938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-sleepless-night.html' title='Another Sleepless Night?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S5lIhyDaRRI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IwryDMYQbVo/s72-c/2860511349_621a0eb9a2_t%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-9170606955048423929</id><published>2010-03-03T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:55:59.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S45k97PYrnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/B-DNuyBS2aA/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444400014574530162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S45k97PYrnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/B-DNuyBS2aA/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Left Alone! These words conjure up different emotions in each of us. Some of us hate to be alone, others relish it. To be left alone &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; God, would be horrible. But when we get alone with Him, great things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jacob became a prince (Genesis 32:22-32).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The greatest miracles of Elijah and Elisha took place (1 &amp;amp; 2 Kings).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joshua received successful battle strategies (Joshua 5-6).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gideon and Jephthah were commissioned to save Israel (Judges 6:11-12 &amp;amp; 11:29).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moses called to lead Israel out of captivity (Exodus 3:1-10).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cornelius learns he must call Peter to hear the good news of the Gospel (Acts 10).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peter learns he must share the Gospel with Cornelius and all gentiles (Acts 10).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;John the Baptist grew strong in spirit alone in the desert (Luke 1:80).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;John the Beloved closest to God on the island of Patmos (Revelation 1).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jesus himself set this example. The Gospels record many times when he got alone to pray. Just like he did for the Patriarchs listed above, I trust he has mighty purposes in mind for us behind the command&lt;em&gt;, "But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen" (Matthew 5:6).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This remains the goal of my ministry, to stay inspired myself and to help others to stay inspired to get alone with God and listen. Revisiting these old stories did it for me! There is nothing in this world like spending time with Jesus! Won't you stop right now and spend some quality time with our precious Savior?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If chosen men (and women) had never been alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In deepest silence open-doored to God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No greatness ever had been dreamed or done.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*from &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert&lt;/em&gt; (February 27), page 65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-9170606955048423929?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9170606955048423929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=9170606955048423929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9170606955048423929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9170606955048423929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/03/left-alone.html' title='Left Alone'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S45k97PYrnI/AAAAAAAAAGs/B-DNuyBS2aA/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4673107030896794598</id><published>2010-02-22T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:48:32.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight to Remain Healed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S4Ld5-OG0eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ixhes86IQqU/s1600-h/our+winding+trails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441155287841427938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S4Ld5-OG0eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ixhes86IQqU/s320/our+winding+trails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever felt like you have to fight to remain healed? I felt this way this weekend. I have struggled for some time with the ill affects of an addicted loved one. Jesus healed me last October when he connected his command "to turn the other cheek" (Matthew 5:39) with the counseling term detachment. He taught me that I must disconnect for the agony of involvement with the substance abuser to protect my mind and heart from the stress connected to loving someone in this condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is also teaching me that healing, most of the time, is not immediate, but a process. I know I am supposed to love and forgive, but a problem arises, however, when my healing wounds are sliced opened again by hurtful words and repeated accusations. I am thanking and praising our great God in heaven that in the midst of the pain of reopened wounds, he gives me his powerful promises found in his word. He not only gives us his word, but he also gives us comfort through his beautiful creation. I spent this weekend on my farm riding horses with my daughter on our winding trails (photo above). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One devotion I read sent me to Psalm 141:8-10&lt;em&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;But my eyes are fixed on you, O Sovereign LORD; in you I take refuge--do not give me over to death. Keep me from the snares they have laid for me (the ones that cause my wounds not to finish healing), from the traps set by evildoers. Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I pass by in safety. I'm also figuring out that I must not step into the traps set before me. Then I won't get hurt. God is good all of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Dear Lord Jesus, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am holding on tight to your promises. Keep me from falling into snares that cause my wounds to re-open before they are completely healed. I trust you and only you to help me through this fight to remain healed. You healed me and no one or no thing can take that away from me. I love you Lord. You are my light and my salvation--whom shall I fear? You LORD, are the stronghold of my life--of whom shall I be afraid? When evil men advance against me to devour my flesh (or to slander me), when my enemies and my foes attack me, they will stumble and fall (Psalm 27:1-2). In your precious name I pray. Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4673107030896794598?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4673107030896794598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4673107030896794598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4673107030896794598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4673107030896794598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/fight-to-remain-healed.html' title='The Fight to Remain Healed'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S4Ld5-OG0eI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Ixhes86IQqU/s72-c/our+winding+trails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1655196513646534366</id><published>2010-02-03T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:29:08.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran into any closed doors lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S2mxEKNIecI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T-dINLk9OXU/s1600-h/557833404_b467cf9189%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434069110416243138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S2mxEKNIecI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T-dINLk9OXU/s320/557833404_b467cf9189%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During my quiet time this morning I received great encouragement for moving forward in my efforts to get my Bible studies published, even though I don't see how this will ever happen. A good friend of mine is going through the same thing. What about you? Have you ran into any closed doors in your life or ministry? Are you out of work and opportunities to work are almost impossible to find? Has the Lord closed the door on a ministry you thought for sure you were supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The apostle Paul faced the same closed doors. Acts 16:6 records: "Paul and his companions traveled throughout the region of Phrygia and Galatia, having been kept by the Holy Spirit from preaching the word in the province of Asia. Just like he did for Paul, God guides and directs us through closed and open doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found an antique devotional book (from 1925) in my mother's things that I am using during my quiet time for 2010 called, &lt;em&gt;Streams in the Desert&lt;/em&gt;. I'd heard of it before, but now I know it must be a Christian classic because I found it in the book section yesterday at Costco. Only the best sellers make it for sale at Costco. It has been excellent so far. God used it to speak to me this morning when at the close of the day's devotional regarding closed doors it included the anonymous poem below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there some problem in your life to solve,&lt;br /&gt;Some passage seeming full of mystery?&lt;br /&gt;God knows, who brings the hidden things to light.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there some door closed by the Father’s hand&lt;br /&gt;Which widely opened you had hoped to see?&lt;br /&gt;Trust God and wait—for when He shuts the door&lt;br /&gt;He keeps the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there some earnest prayer unanswered yet,&lt;br /&gt;Or answered NOT as you had thought ‘twould be?&lt;br /&gt;God will make clear His purpose by-and-by.&lt;br /&gt;He keeps the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have patience with your God, your patient God,&lt;br /&gt;All wise, all knowing, no long tarrier He,&lt;br /&gt;And of the door of all thy future life&lt;br /&gt;He keeps the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfailing comfort, sweet and blessed rest,&lt;br /&gt;To know of EVERY door He keeps the key.&lt;br /&gt;That He at last when just HE sees ‘tis best,&lt;br /&gt;Will give it THEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Anonymous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Be blessed and please don't ever give up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1655196513646534366?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1655196513646534366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1655196513646534366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1655196513646534366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1655196513646534366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/ran-into-any-closed-doors-lately.html' title='Ran into any closed doors lately?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S2mxEKNIecI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T-dINLk9OXU/s72-c/557833404_b467cf9189%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8720894521988506519</id><published>2010-01-22T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:41:39.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are All of Your Family Members Saved?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1mxf-MStJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6WLPOBLW1kc/s1600-h/2846513749_c2b8b93d36%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429565988600460434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1mxf-MStJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6WLPOBLW1kc/s320/2846513749_c2b8b93d36%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While going through some old papers trying to get organized I found a dog-eared, highlighted wonderful article that I prayed over years ago. I'm so glad I found it again, because I really need it right now. The question in my title comes from Moishe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rosen's&lt;/span&gt; (founder of Jews for Jesus) opening paragraph. He wrote, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I know that I'm a religious fanatic because if we are just meeting, I'll ask you: "Are all of your family members saved?" I am not asking to satisfy my curiosity. To me, the goal of this life is to be saved, sanctified and serving God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point of Moishe's article is to help us understand that when parents say things like, "My children professed Christ at an early age, but are not walking with the Lord," we need to stop, look, and listen! We may be grasping at strands of wishful thinking. The world, the flesh, and the devil conspire to keep us from praying at all or to pray amiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One way that people pray amiss is to ask that adult children come back to the Lord when they have shown no interest in Him since early childhood. Moishe's urgent advice is: Don't pray for them to come back to the Lord; &lt;strong&gt;pray for them to come &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt; You can't revive what is not alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dealing with this situation in my son's life right now. I must face reality and &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; hold onto the delusion that he is saved, but not walking. He has not shown any interest in Jesus since childhood and when we joined our present church in 2005 as a family, he refused to have any part of it. It's been years now since he has attended church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about your family members? Are you praying for them amiss like me? I've decided not to pray that way anymore. While walking in faith, I'm choosing to take the following steps when I pray for my lost loved ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step #1. I'm praying that God will give me strength to endure and to undertake these prayers for lost loved ones as a regular burden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step #2. I'm giving my loved ones over to God, that God may speak to them in whatever way He chooses and in whatever circumstances it takes to bring them to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step #3. I'm choosing not to persuade them in my own power. It is not up to me to try to drive them towards repentance. I understand and acknowledge that they need the moving of the Holy Spirit in their lives&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step #4. I'm deciding to be clear about the term "Christian." A Christian is a follower of Christ, not someone who says, "I believe in God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step #5. I'm willing to repeat all of these steps until I see evidence of their salvation. I am trusting my loved ones to the Lord and am accepting His timing and His method of reaching them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo of "Salvation Mountain" courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buzzymt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Salvation Mountain is a completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;man made&lt;/span&gt; mountain just outside of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Niland&lt;/span&gt;, CA. It is made of adobe, tires, branches, hay, car windows, and thousands of gallons of paint. The artist is Leonard Knight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8720894521988506519?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8720894521988506519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8720894521988506519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8720894521988506519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8720894521988506519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-all-of-your-family-members-saved.html' title='Are All of Your Family Members Saved?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1mxf-MStJI/AAAAAAAAAGU/6WLPOBLW1kc/s72-c/2846513749_c2b8b93d36%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6216252077011266061</id><published>2010-01-15T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T06:06:17.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much do you really listen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1Bw9BedVhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2yvcChjpEC0/s1600-h/2388418126_99bb98fa36%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426961744651965970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1Bw9BedVhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2yvcChjpEC0/s320/2388418126_99bb98fa36%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever waited for a pause in the conversation so you can insert your own thought or opinion? I'm ashamed to answer, "I have." Real listening cannot happen when we have an agenda. We cannot listen when we presume to have a solution before the problem has even been explored. I get extremely frustrated when doctors treat me this way. Yet, if I'm honest with myself, I do this reflexive kind of listening more often than not. Reflexive listening is simply jumping at your chance to insert something into the conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Research shows that doctors begin to diagnose a patient within three minutes of entering the room. No wonder we have thousands upon thousands of patient getting sicker and dying from iatrogenic illnesses. Iatrogenic is a fancy word for, the doctor made a big mistake. Could it be these doctors make fatal errors because they never really listen to the description of their patients symptoms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus repeatedly says throughout his ministry, "He who has ears, let him hear." We all have ears, so how do we "let them hear?" Jesus wants us to use our ears intelligently by training them to listen in a reflective way instead of the common reflexive way. Reflective listening occurs when we pause and consider what has been said &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; are able to repeat it back accurately to the speaker. This is a great way to improve our communication skills with not only people, but when we talk with God while reading his word. Just think about how are understanding would improve if we would hold back from inserting what’s rattling around in our brain and reflect on what is being said or as God speaks, what he has written.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jesus, Please teach me how to break away from the way most of us listen and begin to reflectively hear what you and your people have to say. In your precious name I pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo courtesy of flickr.com by McAzadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6216252077011266061?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6216252077011266061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6216252077011266061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6216252077011266061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6216252077011266061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-much-do-you-really-listen.html' title='How much do you really listen?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S1Bw9BedVhI/AAAAAAAAAGM/2yvcChjpEC0/s72-c/2388418126_99bb98fa36%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-113736246504421819</id><published>2010-01-09T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T11:04:46.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Felt Like Giving Up in Prayer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S0i_huYEbqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/iRpgOrPvpdk/s1600-h/3943434925_73ffce6963%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424796337273335458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S0i_huYEbqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/iRpgOrPvpdk/s320/3943434925_73ffce6963%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are like me, and have had your moments when you felt like your prayers were never going to be answered, read on. Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haddon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt; will encourage you in a special way today through his devotion entitled, &lt;em&gt;Intercession &lt;/em&gt;found in his book, &lt;em&gt;Beside Still Waters. &lt;/em&gt;He wrote the following about prayer and never giving up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never give up praying, even when Satan suggests that prayer is in vain. Pray in his teeth. "Pray without ceasing" (1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thess&lt;/span&gt;. 5:17). If the heavens are brass and your prayer only echoes above your head, pray on! If month after month your prayer appears to have miscarried, if you have had no answer, continue to draw close to the Lord. Do not abandon the mercy seat for any reason. If it is a good thing that you have been asking for, and if you are sure it is according to the divine will, wait, tarry, pray, weep, plead, wrestle, and agonize until you get what you are praying for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If your heart is cold, do not wait until your heart warms. Pray your soul into heat with the help of the ever-blessed Holy Spirit, who helps in our weakness, who makes intercession for us with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;groanings&lt;/span&gt; that cannot be uttered (Romans 8:26).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never cease prayer for any reason. If the philosopher tells you that every event is fixed and that prayer cannot possibly change anything, go on praying. If you cannot reply to every difficulty that man suggests, resolve to be obedient to the divine will. "Pray without ceasing." Never, never, never renounce the habit of prayer or your confidence in its power.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praying confidently without ceasing with you. Always Listen, Susan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;picture by &lt;em&gt;jadgraphics,&lt;/em&gt; courtesy of flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-113736246504421819?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/113736246504421819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=113736246504421819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/113736246504421819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/113736246504421819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/ever-felt-like-giving-up-in-prayer.html' title='Ever Felt Like Giving Up in Prayer?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/S0i_huYEbqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/iRpgOrPvpdk/s72-c/3943434925_73ffce6963%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-9205360265836122266</id><published>2009-12-28T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T14:50:40.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Christmas in the Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Szj1s8Fy0GI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GfErVneqJt4/s1600-h/3056224058_01695faf20%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420352303933870178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Szj1s8Fy0GI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GfErVneqJt4/s320/3056224058_01695faf20%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keep the Spirit of Christmas alive by looking into the event eight days after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Following the custom of the law, obedient Mary and Joseph took Jesus to the temple to present him to the Priest (see Leviticus 12:8 with Exodus 13:2,13). My favorite Ron DiCianni painting&lt;em&gt;, "Simeon's Moment&lt;/em&gt;," portrays what happened during their temple visit beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To see the painting go to:&lt;a href="http://www.christcenteredmall.com/stores/art/dicianni/simeons-moment.htm"&gt;http://www.christcenteredmall.com/stores/art/dicianni/simeons-moment.htm&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Luke 2:25-35 the story goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there was a man in Jerusalem called Simeon, who was righteous and devout. He was waiting for the consolation of Israel, and the Holy Spirit was upon him. It had been revealed to him by the Holy Spirit that he would not die before he had seen the Lord's Christ. Moved by the Spirit, he went into the temple courts. When the parents brought in the child Jesus to do for him what the custom of the Law required, Simeon took him in his arms and praised God, saying: "Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, you now dismiss your servant in peace. For my eyes have seen your salvation, which you have prepared in the sight of all people, a light for revelation to the Gentiles and for glory to your people Israel. The child's father and mother marveled at what was said about him. Then Simeon blessed them and said to Mary, his mother: "This child is destined to cause the falling and rising of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be spoken against, so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed. And a sword will pierce your own soul too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this is the absolute best part of the Christmas story. Ron Di Cianni must agree with me. About his painting he wrote&lt;em&gt;:"Imagine that moment! It has to rank at the top of any Christian's list of dreams —to hold the very Son of God in your arms with the understanding of His purpose for coming. This is what Simeon had been promised, and here He is. It was the final exclamation point to fulfill his heart's desire."Because of what his eyes saw and his hands felt, Simeon was content, ready to leave and go be with his God. We can only guess (I like to do that at times) what must have raced through Simeon's mind at that moment. He didn't have long to hold him, but long enough to realize that Messiah had come."In this painting I tried to let Simeon's face tell the story. Ecstasy. I have a feeling Simeon clutched that baby like no other. He knew that he held the 'light' of the world, which I symbolized by the star emanating from the Baby. Intertwined through them both, I put a map of the world with its obvious symbolism that Christ came to impact the whole world, and not just the Jews, as most of the people would have concluded. Those lands, like North and South America, as well as others, were not even known to Simeon's world, but God knew all along that you and I would need a Saviour. Simeon's tear was put in to reflect deep joy. But the more I contemplated it, the more I realized it could symbolize that Simeon also might have known that this Baby was born to be crucified. That was why He came." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can rejoice with Simeon! Because of Jesus' sacrifice, we can clearly see God's salvation, just like Simeon did. &lt;em&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Woven Christmas Hearts by NotYetTheDodo, courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-9205360265836122266?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9205360265836122266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=9205360265836122266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9205360265836122266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/9205360265836122266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/after-christmas-in-temple.html' title='After Christmas in the Temple'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Szj1s8Fy0GI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GfErVneqJt4/s72-c/3056224058_01695faf20%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8307996882025300221</id><published>2009-12-01T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:27:05.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Worried?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SxU_4EW6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QxEXEKJsaFY/s1600/455112148_d8e536a5f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410300759830578066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SxU_4EW6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QxEXEKJsaFY/s320/455112148_d8e536a5f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate that right along with the Christmas season comes worry and stress, but it does. I guess it’s just a little taste of the chaos God stirred up by sending Jesus, the ultimate Christmas gift, to earth. While he was here, satanic activity peaked. Regarding the things about which we become anxious:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;40 percent never happen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 percent regard unchangeable deeds of the past&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;12 percent focus on the opinions of others that cannot be controlled&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 percent center on personal health, which only worsens when we worry about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;8 percent concern real problems that we can influence. *&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This means ninety two percent of our worries are needless! Max Lucado wrote: &lt;em&gt;"Two words summarize God's opinion of worry: &lt;strong&gt;irrelevant &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;irreverent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's get rid of the irrelevancies in our life by casting our anxieties on him for he cares for us (1 Peter 5:7) and praise our worthy God. We don't ever want to be irreverent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;One way I cast my heartache and trouble on him is to pray Philippians 4:4-7, while trusting God to guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus. Share with me some of ways you throw your cares on the Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Always listen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Bob Russell with Rusty Russell, &lt;em&gt;Jesus, Lord of Your Personality: Four Powerful Principles for Change &lt;/em&gt;(West Monroe: LA: Howard Publishing, 2002), 41.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photo--"Don't Worry . . ." by Arny Johanns courtesy of flickr.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8307996882025300221?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8307996882025300221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8307996882025300221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8307996882025300221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8307996882025300221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/12/are-you-worried.html' title='Are You Worried?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SxU_4EW6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/QxEXEKJsaFY/s72-c/455112148_d8e536a5f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4163096495043159779</id><published>2009-11-21T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:12:32.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please share the ways you L.I.S.T.E.N. to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwhlqOYfLnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mkHTUdOLP4A/s1600/1121315723_8a021682f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406683128747994738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwhlqOYfLnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mkHTUdOLP4A/s320/1121315723_8a021682f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am beginning to write Bible study #3 in the the 4 Part "Listening Heart" Bible series. Book number three is &lt;em&gt;"Hearts Who Listen for the Master Physician's Voice: Experiencing the Healing Power of Jesus. &lt;/em&gt;I would love for you to share with me the ways you listen to God. Listening to the God's magnificent voice brings healing. I would love to use your stories in my recent study. Thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always Listen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Susan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4163096495043159779?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4163096495043159779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4163096495043159779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4163096495043159779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4163096495043159779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-share-ways-you-listen-to-god.html' title='Please share the ways you L.I.S.T.E.N. to God'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwhlqOYfLnI/AAAAAAAAAFk/mkHTUdOLP4A/s72-c/1121315723_8a021682f3_t%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1030800447829598055</id><published>2009-11-19T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:21:17.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Listen Means You . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwVbhoWcmUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6Q7TNMKJ5QY/s1600/1269040261_64b63ef9e9%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405827561053526338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwVbhoWcmUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6Q7TNMKJ5QY/s320/1269040261_64b63ef9e9%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When thinking about what listening to God means to me, an acrostic came to mind. To listen to God means that I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt; ive loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; ncrease Knowledge of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; tay Surrendered to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt; rust God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; radicate Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt; urture Balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iving loved is one of the most important things we do as Christians and always includes accepting Jesus' work on the cross. If we don't receive the great love he has for us daily we are unable to obey the two greatest commandments--to love the Lord your God with all of your heart, with all of your soul, with all of your mind, and with all of your strength and to love your neighbor as yourself (Mark 12:29-31). Jesus followed these commands with the statement, "All the law and the Prophets hang on these two commands." In others words, if we live loved and allow our love for God and others to permeate all that we do, things will work out for our ultimate good (see Romans 8:28 for this promise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ncreasing our knowledge does not mean we have a goal to expand our head knowledge. By increasing our knowledge, I mean to stay in the Bible continually. When we regularly spend time alone with God in his word, our listening skills are honed naturally. Book smarts are but a by-product of our time spent alone with God. The real benefit comes from the fact that the more we know about God, the more our faith grows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;taying surrendered to God takes the most effort on our part. The sin nature that lives in us demands to be in charge. In turn, complete surrender requires a conscious decision (sometimes moment by moment) to believe God's promises and take him at his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rusting God. Those two little words are a loaded statement. Talk about things that make you go, "Hmmmm." Every difficulty I face I hear God whispering in my ear, "Trust me." Will I trust God with my problems? With my life? Or will I stubbornly march on attempting to fix my kids, my alcoholic brother, my health, and so forth in my own power? &lt;em&gt;Oh Lord, save me from myself. Trusting you is the only way to make it through life challenges sane. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;radicate Sin. I like this word eradicate. It means: to tear out by the roots, uproot; to get rid of; wipe out; destroy. After many years of listening, I have learned I must get to the root of sin before I can tear it out. Even though new roots of sin grow and will continue to grow until I get to heaven and receive my new body, I destroy them as they pop up with serious prayer while asking God questions like: "Why do I do the crazy things I do?" "Why do I react to ____ (insert person or thing here) in that way?" "Why do I repeat the same actions when I know it hurts me?" God's answers bring healing as each sin is eradicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;urture Balance. A state of equilibrium, balance is the result of the power and ability to decide. As a woman, I struggle with the ability to decide which causes my spiritual and emotional equilibrium to get out of whack. My most effective way back to the center comes when I meditate on 2 Corinthians 10:9. When I take the time and effort to take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ I nurture balance. For instance, when I call myself stupid when I fail, I correct myself by remembering, "To him who is able to keep you from falling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy-to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord, before all ages, now and forevermore! Amen" (Jude 24-25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude 24-25 says it all, doesn't it? May we continue to &lt;strong&gt;L-I-S-T-E-N&lt;/strong&gt; to God and receive all that he has in store for us. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by ninakupenda81 courtesy of flickr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1030800447829598055?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1030800447829598055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1030800447829598055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1030800447829598055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1030800447829598055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-listen-means-you.html' title='To Listen Means You . . .'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SwVbhoWcmUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6Q7TNMKJ5QY/s72-c/1269040261_64b63ef9e9%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3807870479754623766</id><published>2009-11-10T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:07:10.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SvljNu2QlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DauaoL2QmeY/s1600-h/16540_570584613715_201406096_33963546_5300374_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402458315572680450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SvljNu2QlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DauaoL2QmeY/s320/16540_570584613715_201406096_33963546_5300374_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished one of the most incredible and memorable weekends ever. My family and friends gathered for the memorial of my father and to celebrate the new life in my niece, Shanna, for a baby shower. A celebration of a life lived and a life yet to be lived stirs a range of emotions from deep sadness to great joy. These last few days held lots of tears and even more laughs as we fellowshipped together and shared life's celebrations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I prepared the devotional to dedicate my new grandniece, Olivia, I thought of one of my favorite praying mamas in the Bible, Hannah. She came to mind first because she struggled with infertility, just like Shanna did. They both prayed and prayed for little ones of their own. God answered their prayers. And in Shanna's case, the LORD "remembered her (1 Samuel 1:19)" through the modern marvel of invitro fertilization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The times in which Hannah lived are much like our own today, when everyone does as they see fit. During the period of the Judges, the Israelites were in dire straits because they lacked leadership. The priesthood was defiled, and in those days the word of the LORD was rare; there was no sustained prophetic message from the Lord (1 Samuel 3:1), and the law of Moses was being ignored throughout the land. (Sounds familiar, doesn't it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As he often did in Israel's history, God began to solve the problem by sending a baby. Babies are God's announcement that he knows the need, cares about his people, and is at work on their behalf. (Praise the LORD!) The arrival of a baby ushers in new life and a new beginning. Babies are sign posts to the future, and their conception and birth is a miracle only God can do, even if it's done in a petri dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make the event seem even greater, God sometimes selects barren women to be the mothers, as when he sent Isaac to Sarah, Jacob and Esau to Rebekah, Joseph to Rachel, and Olivia to Shanna. It's an awesome fact that humanly speaking, the future of our nation, rests with the prayers of Godly women. And yet when you think about it, how much in history depends on the prayers of suffering and sacrificing people, especially mothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's pray together for new beginnings while focusing on our children, in whom our future rests, asking God to intervene and then allow him to work in our lives by surrendering all to him. Our future is secure in His strong hands. Amen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3807870479754623766?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3807870479754623766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3807870479754623766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3807870479754623766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3807870479754623766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SvljNu2QlwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DauaoL2QmeY/s72-c/16540_570584613715_201406096_33963546_5300374_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1946737791289059524</id><published>2009-10-21T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:59:02.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/St7NOmp_ecI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4d645xA_YzE/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394975054414969282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/St7NOmp_ecI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4d645xA_YzE/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard the process of grieving compared to a newborn baby. You start out crying and needing to take naps all of the time, and then you move on to the toddler tantrum stage (this must be when you get angry), then you move on to the immature adolescent (not quite comprehending reality), and onto maturity (acceptance). I have missed blogging, but I have been crying and napping a lot and not focused enough to accomplish much beyond the necessities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My poor dad had congestive heart failure. He only had a low percentage of his heart function left so when he had a heart attack on Friday, October 2, he never recovered and passed away on Sunday, October 4. He was terribly lonely without my mom and there at the end cried out for rest from dealing with the chaos created by an alcoholic son. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those of you who have shared my journey with me know I lost my mom last year in February. Because I was only 3 weeks post-op from a hysterectomy, I don't believe I ever made it past the shock to properly grieve over her, but now that I have lost both parents, the grief has come tumbling down on me full force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel overwhelmed and depressed, yet at the same time my mind is going a mile a minute thinking about the many things that have to be done when someone dies and their stuff has to be taken care of. But my Jesus speaks to my heart and reminds me of Lamentations 3:21-26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. . . Yet this I call to mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and therefore I have hope:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for his compassions never fail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are new every morning;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great is your faithfulness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;therefore I will wait for him."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the one who seeks him;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is good to wait quietly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the salvation of the LORD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My hope is in him and I am seeking him as feeble as my efforts are lately. I will wait quietly for his salvation from this process of grief and pray to reach the mature stages soon. He is good all of the time. Praise Jesus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1946737791289059524?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1946737791289059524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1946737791289059524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1946737791289059524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1946737791289059524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/losing-my-father.html' title='Losing My Father'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/St7NOmp_ecI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4d645xA_YzE/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-266279971441141073</id><published>2009-09-02T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:17:39.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden Treasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sp7DwqhCwJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/28sZEMqYgEg/s1600-h/2841811515_db58ce0c19%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376950245940969618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sp7DwqhCwJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/28sZEMqYgEg/s320/2841811515_db58ce0c19%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going through letters and cards my mom kept in a little box, I found some treasures. One in particular, a small, green piece of aged paper with a list of things to do to make the world a little easier to live in. God prompted me to share this list with you: &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this day--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mend a quarrel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Search out a forgotten friend (we have an easy way to do that one now with facebook).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dismiss a suspicion and replace it with trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write a letter (text or e-mail) to someone who misses you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encourage a youth who has lost faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep a promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget an old grudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Examine your demands on others and vow to reduce them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fight for a principle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express your gratitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overcome an old fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take two minutes to appreciate the beauty of nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell someone you love him. The him again, and again, and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The simplest things change the world in profound ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always Listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo by: Mark L. Edwards, courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-266279971441141073?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/266279971441141073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=266279971441141073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/266279971441141073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/266279971441141073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden-treasures.html' title='Hidden Treasures'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sp7DwqhCwJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/28sZEMqYgEg/s72-c/2841811515_db58ce0c19%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7547339681201568129</id><published>2009-08-13T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:33:55.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Two of my last blog entry: God speak's to his children</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/So1czLKbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8OSUhy8-zKA/s1600-h/Heart_sweetheartValentine%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372051964762507010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/So1czLKbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8OSUhy8-zKA/s320/Heart_sweetheartValentine%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still pondering the wonder of hiding God's word in my heart--how it brings power and encouragement to me and those around me. I decided to go ahead and use my recitation of Isaiah 55 as part of my speaking project in Toastmasters.* The morning of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; God spoke to me through a flip calendar. Yes, he even speaks through paper calendars. The quote of the day by Oswald Chambers said, "Let memory have its way. It is a minister of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am almost positive Oswald was probably thinking about the memory of our pasts not Scripture memorization, but isn't it perfect the way this quote worked to speak encouragement straight from God's mouth and into my listening heart? The message God spoke to my heart through Oswald's quote went something like this: "Go ahead and share Isaiah 55 in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; at Toastmasters. It will be used to minister to the people there." I love when God steps in and cheers me on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jesus, May we all slow down enough to pick up the little ways you speak to us. We don't ever want to miss a word. We so need your encouragement every day. I love you, Lord, with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength. Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Toastmasters is an international organization that I joined to improve my speaking skills. Their mission is to provide a mutually supportive and positive learning environment in which every individual member has the opportunity to develop oral communication and leadership skills, which in turn foster self-confidence and personal growth. For more information visit &lt;a href="http://www.toastmasters.org/"&gt;http://www.toastmasters.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.christianphotos.net/"&gt;http://www.christianphotos.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7547339681201568129?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7547339681201568129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7547339681201568129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7547339681201568129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7547339681201568129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/part-two-of-my-last-blog-entry-god.html' title='Part Two of my last blog entry: God speak&apos;s to his children'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/So1czLKbxwI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8OSUhy8-zKA/s72-c/Heart_sweetheartValentine%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2446772923954615932</id><published>2009-08-04T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:32:35.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Powerful Affect of Hearing God's Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Snhq2VNgMLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TfEkWus8Xwg/s1600-h/229505651_90c0da35e5_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366156437651206322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Snhq2VNgMLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TfEkWus8Xwg/s320/229505651_90c0da35e5_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A big part of my testimony includes what I consider one of the most beautiful chapters in the Bible--Isaiah 55. This chapter represents an invitation from the King of the Universe to spend time alone with him, listening, so he can feed you the finest spiritual food and shower you with his many gifts. When I recite this chapter from memory during my presentations, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;indescribable&lt;/span&gt; power comes down from heaven. Lives are changed (including mine) and God's people are encouraged. It is exciting to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you check out this chapter in your Bible, you will notice that most of this passage is in quotation marks. Through Isaiah 55 King Jesus is speaking directly to you, otherwise he would not have put you and your in this passage 18 times! In these few verses, he promises wonderful things. Are you listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Note: In my Bible Study, I teach an easy-to-conquer method of memorization. If I can do it, anyone can. If you are interested in finding out more about it, please contact me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zixeslew&lt;/span&gt; courtesy of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2446772923954615932?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2446772923954615932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2446772923954615932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2446772923954615932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2446772923954615932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/powerful-affect-of-hearing-gods-word.html' title='The Powerful Affect of Hearing God&apos;s Word'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Snhq2VNgMLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/TfEkWus8Xwg/s72-c/229505651_90c0da35e5_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4922514416028143073</id><published>2009-07-29T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T06:27:37.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You don't have to go to church to get to heaven."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SnBMwsEhKhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/A2Rhszn-1Ao/s1600-h/2182716748_a49b443236_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363871555545803282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SnBMwsEhKhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/A2Rhszn-1Ao/s320/2182716748_a49b443236_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The statement in my title today really bugs me. It hits a nerve because the people who think and say it are usually looking for some rationale for their disobedience. The thief on the cross proves this statement to be true (Luke 23:39-43). But as I listen to God through his word, I am convinced he never intended for these beautiful words, "I tell you the truth, today you will be with me in paradise," to be used as an excuse to disobey God. I believe Jesus was giving yet another awesome promise that he &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;save a repentant soul at &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; point in his life, no matter how much sin is involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are five main things the thief of the cross could not do for God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. He could never study his Bible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. He could never be baptized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. He could never join or attend church.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. He could never tithe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. He could never perform any service for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because the thief on the cross died before he could do any of the normal activities of a Christian, does that mean we who are able are off the hook? The thief was physically incapable of accomplishing one thing for God. Did this keep him from being with God eternally in paradise? If it did, then our great God is a liar. Yet there are many religious leaders who convince their listeners that if they do not do certain things, they will not make it to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pray that as we listen and learn from the words of our Savior that we would allow &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; to convince us of the great love and grace he has for us. And when we do the the things Christians do, like tithing and serving God, we would do them with as much gratitude as the thief on the cross would have, if he were cut down from his cross and set free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture courtesy of Flickr.com: Saints Peter and Paul Church by The Lone Cypress&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4922514416028143073?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4922514416028143073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4922514416028143073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4922514416028143073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4922514416028143073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-dont-have-to-go-to-church-to-get-to.html' title='&quot;You don&apos;t have to go to church to get to heaven.&quot;'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SnBMwsEhKhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/A2Rhszn-1Ao/s72-c/2182716748_a49b443236_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4318831834209596687</id><published>2009-07-21T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:09:18.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Benefits of Listening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SmXZg06c4LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Lr9XBkFegOA/s1600-h/2798385849_f618345c6b_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360930089437290674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SmXZg06c4LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Lr9XBkFegOA/s320/2798385849_f618345c6b_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I prepare for leading my "Listening for God's Magnificent Voice Retreat" at Little Hope Baptist Church in Clarksville, TN this weekend, I am reminded of some of my favorite verses on listening. One of them is found in the first chapter of Proverbs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" . . . Whoever listens to me will live in safety&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and be at ease, without fear of harm."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 1:33&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our God is simple, clear, and straightforward with his promises. Listening to him brings protection. We are like ships at sea, often tossed to and fro by the turbulent weather of living in this crazy, upside down world. To seek safe harbor we have to steer ourselves into our prayer closets, spending quality time alone with him and his word. He is our place of refuge, retreat, and freedom from harm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you Jesus for being my safe harbor. For when I ignore your advice disaster is around the corner and calamity overtakes me like a storm (Proverbs 1:20-32) but when I listen to you I live at ease and secure. Thank you for speaking your life-giving words into my life and for the privilege of resting in you. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Picture, &lt;em&gt;Safety Harbor, &lt;/em&gt;byfsudaft, courtesy of www.flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4318831834209596687?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4318831834209596687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4318831834209596687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4318831834209596687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4318831834209596687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/benefits-of-listening.html' title='The Benefits of Listening'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SmXZg06c4LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Lr9XBkFegOA/s72-c/2798385849_f618345c6b_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-333910686033337889</id><published>2009-07-15T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:57:14.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distressed, but God Gave Me His Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sl3d_Fh-v7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/rtdz5FhjSLE/s1600-h/2154493003_83624df5af_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358683207526956978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sl3d_Fh-v7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/rtdz5FhjSLE/s320/2154493003_83624df5af_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I answered the phone without looking at the caller ID. The number, an out of town, unknown number was from my alcoholic brother. If I had looked I would not have answered, but for some reason I did. Calling for help for the millionth time, I had to tell him "no," which is extremely difficult. As I told him I could not help him, I felt a rush of nervous anxiety run through my body. It made me sick to my stomach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has had me working on peacemaking in my family, which is torn to shreds over my brother's alcoholism. I didn't go into details in my last blog entry, but my broken family has remained on my heart as I prayed over the Scripture, "Blessed are the peacemakers." God has shown me that when someone struggles over and over with the same issues and refuses to go for the proper help--rehab, counseling, meetings, and so forth, there comes a point when help hinders and you must say, "No, I can't help you anymore." God is showing me this is his way of peacemaking, because it leads to health and wholeness. Human peacemaking is manipulative and causes us to work incessantly on smoothing things over, enabling, trying to make everyone happy (in my case, not saying anything, when I really want to scream), which leads to insanity, illness and more brokenness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hanging up the phone, I went to my Bible asking God to speak his peace into my life. A piece of note paper fell out with a grouping of Scriptures on it: Romans 15:33; 2 Corinthians 13:11, and Hebrews 13:20. I had to look them up and could not believe what I found. (Well, I really could believe it because we have an awesome God!) God spoke his words of healing immediately to my heart by saying:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The God of peace be with you all. Amen. Romans 15:33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aim for perfection, listen to my appeal, be of one mind, live in peace. And the God of love and peace will be with you. 2 Corinthians 13:11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May the God of peace, who through the blood of the eternal covenant brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, that great Shepherd of the sheep, equip you with everything good for doing his will, and may he work in us what is pleasing to him, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever. Amen. Hebrews 13:20-21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't God voice magnificent? His peace flooded my soul and I knew I had made the right decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great Shepherd of the Sheep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you with all of my heart, soul, mind, and strength. Please continue speaking your peace into my heart. In your precious name. Amen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-333910686033337889?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/333910686033337889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=333910686033337889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/333910686033337889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/333910686033337889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/distressed-but-god-gave-me-his-peace.html' title='Distressed, but God Gave Me His Peace'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sl3d_Fh-v7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/rtdz5FhjSLE/s72-c/2154493003_83624df5af_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2855115007804661881</id><published>2009-07-09T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:08:55.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What does Jesus say about peacemakers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356616259196811026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SlaGG2-B9xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FsuUD4NNbgk/s320/1006949496_1a9eaa7fea%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;God blesses those who work for peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for they will be called the children of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew 5:9 (NLT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About this verse Calvin Miller wrote: "There is a danger in separating quarrelling dogs. When hate rages, peacemakers face injury. Peacemaking is what the cross is all about. At Calvary, God and humankind were at odds. It was as though humanity was at war with the Creator."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Jesus came as the reconciler. Although we all were at one time hostile toward God and alienated from him, We are now forgiven and have been brought into an intimate relationship with him (Colossians 1:21-22). Because we are now reconciled, we must be about the business of peacemaking, which costs us something. It is not easy dealing with angry souls. While reaching out to them with the love of God there are times we feel the bite of their rage. But wherever enemies dissolve, sons in God's Kingdom are born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, Help me to be a peacemaker every day, despite the cost. Fill me with your mercy, grace, and love so my actions will bid all earthly hatred to cease. In your powerful name above all other names I pray. Amen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2855115007804661881?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2855115007804661881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2855115007804661881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2855115007804661881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2855115007804661881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-jesus-say-about-peacemakers.html' title='What does Jesus say about peacemakers?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SlaGG2-B9xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FsuUD4NNbgk/s72-c/1006949496_1a9eaa7fea%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4706773463208461574</id><published>2009-06-30T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:02:03.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting God's Sovereignty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SkoxtSL9g1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ao85vsExA40/s1600-h/John+Arthur+Browning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353145761129136978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SkoxtSL9g1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ao85vsExA40/s320/John+Arthur+Browning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace;&lt;br /&gt;they find rest as&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;they lie in death.” Isaiah 57:1-2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I recently found the sham of a report issued by the Navy with regard to my brother, John's, murder in my mother’s things. As most of you know my mom passed away last year. Now I understand even more why my parents kept me and my siblings from reading it. The inconsistencies throughout this ridiculous report scream injustice, but my parents were powerless to change things. For me to read the report now, 30 years later, God must be up to something. My mind is going a mile a minute, thinking the time is now to re-investigate and write about what I find. Please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my brother’s murder, the verses above were given to my mother by a friend. As I ponder this passage from Isaiah, my mind takes me back to the first brothers, Cain and Able. I attempt to comprehend how hatred towards someone who does things right could escalate to killing them. Even though it is hard to understand, it is still happening today. As I examine my brother Johnny’s life, a model citizen, friend, and brother I have come to the conclusion that his goodness brought out murderous hatred in someone, somewhere in Jacksonville, Florida back in February of 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for his promises. Thank his Son, Jesus, for rising from the dead, after dying to save all people, even those who hated him for being good, to give us life everlasting. And thank you Holy Spirit for surrounding us with special people who you prompt to remind us of God's great and precious promises in the middle of heartache and tragedy. When my mom's friend gave us Isaiah 57:1-2, I'm sure her intent was to comfort and console my mom and all of us family members. God’s powerful word did just that. My brother has entered into peace and found rest and we know, at least in part, the answer to, “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Lord Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;I trust your sovereignty in my life, even when the why question is not answered completely. My time to be “taken away” is in your hands. Living in this broken world confuses me, so please help me to remain fully surrendered to your will and way, because there I can see and hear you and live your promised abundant life. I want to obey, by going where you lead and doing what you guide me to do-in your strength, not mine. You are the way, the truth, and the life. I love you with all of my heart, soul, mind, and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of John Arthur Browning, 1965, age 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4706773463208461574?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4706773463208461574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4706773463208461574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4706773463208461574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4706773463208461574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/trusting-gods-sovereignty.html' title='Trusting God&apos;s Sovereignty'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SkoxtSL9g1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Ao85vsExA40/s72-c/John+Arthur+Browning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-719459567413773174</id><published>2009-06-22T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:26:27.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Has your ear grown dull through grief?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sj-iQQQ8HBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BByU-fxxmHw/s1600-h/3260322321_0d277061ca_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350173282467060754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sj-iQQQ8HBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BByU-fxxmHw/s320/3260322321_0d277061ca_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God often gets blamed for the horrible things that happen in our lives. As a young woman, I was angry at him for years for allowing my brother to be murdered, that is until my twisted views of of my Father in heaven were straightened out. I am not alone in the blame game. I heard about a woman who accidentally ran over her two year old. At the young child's funeral the preacher said, "The Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;giveth&lt;/span&gt; and the Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;taketh&lt;/span&gt; away. Blessed be the name of the Lord." She never went to church again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great sorrow stuns us. It even makes us forget the best source of our consolation. I don't understand it, but that is the way it happened for me. Grief dulled my ears to his voice. For years I ran my own life without any real need for Jesus. But then something happened at the birth of my first child. I became desperate for God. I knew that I had a huge job ahead of me and felt quite ill-equipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to devour the word of God and found out that I loved to write about all I learned. As I began to write, however, God began to stir up all of the hurtful memories of my brother’s death, prompting me to deal with my long buried anger issues. Writing is known to be cathartic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while attempting to record the story of my brother’s murder, I became so distraught that I had to push away from the computer. Later on, during my prayer and Bible study in Matthew 9, a flurry of emotions and tears erupted again. Even though I was reading something that Jesus had said to a woman with an issue of blood long ago, I heard the voice of my Savior speak directly to my heart and say, “Take heart, daughter, your faith has healed you.” I knew without a doubt that Jesus had healed my soul from the bitterness and pain of my past. During that restoration experience I peeked into the heart of my loving Savior. He desires to heal all of his children, if only they will come to him and listen, hear him that their souls may live (Isaiah 55:3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, I finally realized how many times Jesus had called me to come to him so he could comfort and carry me through all of my troubles. I then understood the affects of sin on the world. It has broken God's perfect creation and ruins our fellowship with him. But because God is love, full of mercy and grace, he wants to help us through all that we face. May I be my Master's messenger? Let me remind you that you still belong to him. All of his promises stand firm forever, for he says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 43:2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I now echo Jeremiahs sentiments from Lamentations 3:19-26 in my own life and you can, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LORD's&lt;/span&gt; great love we are not consumed, for his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;compassions&lt;/span&gt; never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, "The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him." The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May we all keep our ears open to the healing voice of our magnificent God and Savior. Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;picture by gballa86: "The Falls at Rushing River" courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-719459567413773174?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/719459567413773174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=719459567413773174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/719459567413773174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/719459567413773174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/has-your-ear-grown-dull-through-grief.html' title='Has your ear grown dull through grief?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sj-iQQQ8HBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BByU-fxxmHw/s72-c/3260322321_0d277061ca_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4195103143615664338</id><published>2009-06-18T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:17:54.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime--When the Living is Easy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sjovq37dphI/AAAAAAAAADU/rTGknQ32E9k/s1600-h/122526521_650ae8ca6f_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348639921070253586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sjovq37dphI/AAAAAAAAADU/rTGknQ32E9k/s320/122526521_650ae8ca6f_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite places to go is where I sit and bake in the sun. I don’t have to think about a thing, if I don’t want to, except for sinking my toes into the warm sand, smelling the salty air, feeling a fresh breeze dry the seawater on my skin, hearing the waves crash and seagulls squawk, and watching people of all different sizes and shapes. Relaxing on the beach epitomizes living easy to me, but my ocean-side vacation is not planned until September. For now, my easy living means non-stop action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been living out of a bag for two weeks, visiting 3 states, not counting the ones I flew over. First, I was off to Chicago to the Write-to-Publish (WTP) Conference and then a weekend trip to Alabama to visit family, cruising through Tennessee on the way home. In between the two trips I had two proposals for my Listening Heart Bible study and articles to send off to interested publishers. I know schedules get out of whack over the summer, but whether you are having lazy days or not, won’t you follow me, and stay in the word, listening all summer? I have so needed his guidance and strength to stay on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m back home and in the real world, there’s cooking and caring for my crew and doing things like sending my teenager off to camp and preparing for my first women’s retreat. I don’t want to forget all of the great stuff that I came away with at the WTP Conference. I was filled to capacity with valuable information while connecting with editors, and making great new friends and writing partners. To help me retain all that I absorbed during that week in Chicago and enjoy my full summer so far, I plan to follow Paul's advice who said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rejoice in the Lord always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will say it again: Rejoice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your gentleness be evident to all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord is near. (Hallelujah!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not be anxious about anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but in everything by prayer and petition,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the peace of God which transcends all understanding,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philippians 4:4-7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So come, let’s pray together, to make living easier. God's loving presence is like a tall glass of lemonade on a hot summer day--refreshment for the body, soul, and spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photo "My Favorite Beaches" by Omnia, courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4195103143615664338?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4195103143615664338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4195103143615664338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4195103143615664338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4195103143615664338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/summertime-when-living-is-easy.html' title='Summertime--When the Living is Easy?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/Sjovq37dphI/AAAAAAAAADU/rTGknQ32E9k/s72-c/122526521_650ae8ca6f_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7450095072677902670</id><published>2009-05-26T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:47:14.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And a Little Child Will Lead Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShxfEvD4ESI/AAAAAAAAADM/hZ7bdEA3KHI/s1600-h/3525241250_bfd6bbfa74_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340247793111404834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShxfEvD4ESI/AAAAAAAAADM/hZ7bdEA3KHI/s320/3525241250_bfd6bbfa74_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may be, my fellow listening hearts, that some of you are in trouble. If you are, I pray you turn to the Lord when he afflicts you, instead of away from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The royal official in John 4:46-53 is one who turned toward God while experiencing heartache--Once more Jesus visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cana&lt;/span&gt; in Galilee, where he had turned the water into wine. And there was a certain royal official whose son lay sick at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Capernaum&lt;/span&gt;. When this man heard that Jesus had arrived in Galilee from Judea, he went to him and begged him to come and heal his son, who was close to death. Jesus replied, "You may go. Your son will live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like this royal official, I too sought Jesus when my child was ill. Our stories are similar, but different. While living as a prodigal daughter, my firstborn son, D.J., came into the world with some medical problems. Before anyone knew exactly what was going on, the doctor chose to give my husband and me the worst case scenario. After 18 hours of hard labor, I could hardly stand under the weight of the bad news. I started praying on behalf of my newborn son like never before. The Lord graciously answered me, even though I had ignored him for years. Much less severe than the doctor’s initial diagnosis, D.J.’s condition was easily treated with surgery with success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first real pouring out of my heart to God was brought on by grief over my precious little one. Is it not written, "a little child will lead them" (Isaiah 11:6)? Both of us were led by our little children to Jesus whose mercy is neverending. Won't you allow the troubles in your life to lead you closer to Jesus than ever before?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Picture of the Sculpture "And a Little Child Will Lead Them" at the Jimmy Carter Center in Atlanta, GA by: R. P.-ND burbs courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7450095072677902670?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7450095072677902670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7450095072677902670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7450095072677902670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7450095072677902670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-little-child-will-lead-them.html' title='And a Little Child Will Lead Them'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShxfEvD4ESI/AAAAAAAAADM/hZ7bdEA3KHI/s72-c/3525241250_bfd6bbfa74_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3466755632373834890</id><published>2009-05-20T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:18:55.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bonus for Today</title><content type='html'>After I blogged today I found this quote by Charles H. Spurgeon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He who sees even the most of this world has but the same sort of eyes that birds and beasts have -- but he who knows his Bible to be true and who realizes the truth of it in his soul -- has another set of eyes that can peer into another realm altogether. He sees spiritual things and around him there shines a Light which is, indeed, marvelous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be encouraged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3466755632373834890?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3466755632373834890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3466755632373834890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3466755632373834890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3466755632373834890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/bonus-for-today.html' title='A Bonus for Today'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7802359518566863590</id><published>2009-05-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:23:54.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Balance in an Unstable World.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShPXPsXsYDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y4-Q-kQCVMk/s1600-h/116026409_71bfc8dd2d_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337846647972716594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShPXPsXsYDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y4-Q-kQCVMk/s320/116026409_71bfc8dd2d_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The economy is unstable. People are losing their jobs. Things are going wrong, or so we think. Does it mean we to give up our big house and move into small rooms? Expenses must be cut. Some of us don't even know how we are going to support those we love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray! Pray! And pray some more! Dig up some promises and hold on tight and don't let go like the ones in Psalm 119:116-117: "Sustain me according to your promise, and I will live; do not let my hopes be dashed. Uphold me, and &lt;strong&gt;I will &lt;/strong&gt;be delivered."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can also go to the sayings of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Agur&lt;/span&gt; in Proverbs 30. He prayed specifically for balance when he asked the Lord for two things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Two things I ask of you, O LORD;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do not refuse me before I die:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep falsehood and lies far from me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me neither poverty nor riches,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but give me only my daily bread.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and say, 'Who is the LORD?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or I may become poor and steal,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and so dishonor the name of my God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;David wrote: "I was young and now I am old, yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread" (Psalm 37:25). He has always taken care of us and always will. He is able and will do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have discovered that praying for balance brings contentment in whatever situation I find myself in. I want to trust God's faithfulness today and listen for his promises. In them I find life. Won't you join me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Balance" photo by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hickoree&lt;/span&gt;, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7802359518566863590?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7802359518566863590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7802359518566863590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7802359518566863590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7802359518566863590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/praying-for-balance.html' title='Praying for Balance in an Unstable World.'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/ShPXPsXsYDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Y4-Q-kQCVMk/s72-c/116026409_71bfc8dd2d_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5016866914446824982</id><published>2009-05-13T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:21:39.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Without Regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgsotdfXmzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1FmSdxis0I0/s1600-h/426186174_9e02800173_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335402945025907506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgsotdfXmzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1FmSdxis0I0/s320/426186174_9e02800173_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of those memorable sayings keeps falling on my ears: "Don't die with the music still in you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think Jesus meant when he said to a scruffy group of fishermen, "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men?" When I open my listening heart, I believe his offer still stands open for you and me. Through his invitation, he is telling us, "Follow me, and you will live without regret. Follow me, and you will live hearing my life-giving music and want to tell others how to hear it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is in the life-changing business, but it doesn't happen by accident. We have to make a conscious decision to apply his promises to our every day life, not just talk about them and believe them intellectually. Why would unbelievers want to follow us, if we are living the same way they do? Where is the hope in that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to God gives us the rhyme and reason we need to live triumphantly. And how can we hear the music if we don't spend time in our HIM book, the Holy Bible? Surrender to God today and truly live all the music inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Lord Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came to earth, died on a cruel cross, and rose again on the third day to make your song of salvation available to all of your creation. In other words, you did not die with the music still in you. Help me to the same. In your precious name. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo by ArtsySF courtesy of Flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5016866914446824982?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5016866914446824982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5016866914446824982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5016866914446824982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5016866914446824982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/living-without-regrets.html' title='Living Without Regrets'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgsotdfXmzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1FmSdxis0I0/s72-c/426186174_9e02800173_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1317185753598232226</id><published>2009-05-06T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:37:55.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Helper of the Pilgrims</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgH5yi8h77I/AAAAAAAAACs/bVjGK8k4nbw/s1600-h/428661521_2cfe6651a6_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332818080552841138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgH5yi8h77I/AAAAAAAAACs/bVjGK8k4nbw/s320/428661521_2cfe6651a6_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift up my eyes to the hills-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where does my help come from?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My help comes from the LORD,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 121:1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having an alcoholic in the family brings great challenges. My brother, Jeff, who lives with my dad across the street from me, disappeared with his (heroin-addict) girlfriend, Kelly, on Saturday April 18, 2009, after stealing $30.00 and my dad's cell phone. My dad does not have a land line so this left a 79 year old man without 911. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Monday I was praying about whether or not to report them as missing. Instead of reporting them I started praying over my brother's 21 page Verizon bill and asked God to give me Kelly's mom's phone number. I just had a feeling she would know her daughter's whereabouts. I want you to know the very first number I dialed out of hundreds of calls was Kelly's mom's phone number (my brother and his girlfriend are obviously phone-a-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;holics, too&lt;/span&gt;). God is amazing! Sure enough, I found out that they were arrested downtown, Saturday night on heroin possession and this when they were supposed to attend Kelly's 8 year old daughter's baptism at church the next morning. (Her mother has custody of her daughter) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God really performed some fancy work to answer my prayers and help this pilgrim work on stopping the chaos in my father's home. It's not over by any means, but I will continue to lift up my eyes to the hills, where my LORD comes from. He helps me with every problem I face. Praise the Maker of heaven and earth, the helper of the pilgrims!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo, &lt;em&gt;Dunnigan Hills, &lt;/em&gt;by encourager, courtesy of www.flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1317185753598232226?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1317185753598232226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1317185753598232226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1317185753598232226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1317185753598232226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/helper-of-pilgrims.html' title='The Helper of the Pilgrims'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SgH5yi8h77I/AAAAAAAAACs/bVjGK8k4nbw/s72-c/428661521_2cfe6651a6_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6387188612901686220</id><published>2009-05-01T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:37:42.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Yes" Principle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfsoCRIEk9I/AAAAAAAAACk/0eyJniRCZvA/s1600-h/302496365_e33f968c1c_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330898603345220562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfsoCRIEk9I/AAAAAAAAACk/0eyJniRCZvA/s320/302496365_e33f968c1c_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the recent movie release, &lt;em&gt;Yes Man*, &lt;/em&gt;Jim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carrey&lt;/span&gt;’s character, Carl, signs up for a self-help program based on one simple principle: say yes to everything and anything. At first, unleashing the power of “yes” transforms his life in amazing and unexpected ways, but he soon discovers that opening up his life to endless possibilities can have its drawbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This “yes” principle has stuck in my mind because I realize it works the same way for Christians. This simple three-letter word can turn around our lives for the good. Saying “Yes” to God brings blessings beyond imagining and opens doors to new possibilities. But just like the character in this movie who experienced some snags at first, we need to make sure we are listening to God and allow him to guide the things we say "yes" to so things will not get out of whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying for a balanced “yes” principle to permeate each of our lives—for each of us to be Yes Men and Yes Women. For no matter how many promises God has made, they are “Yes” in Christ (2 Corinthians 1:20). What can you say “Yes” to today that may change your life forever? I am asking God to open our eyes to HIS opportunities today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Of course, Hollywood had to ruin this great PG movie with crude sexual humor. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo by Alexis Wheeler courtesy of www.flickr.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6387188612901686220?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6387188612901686220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6387188612901686220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6387188612901686220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6387188612901686220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-principle.html' title='The &quot;Yes&quot; Principle'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfsoCRIEk9I/AAAAAAAAACk/0eyJniRCZvA/s72-c/302496365_e33f968c1c_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-898093591054092483</id><published>2009-04-24T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:04:06.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception Equals Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfINHRriAiI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHK3wrxeY20/s1600-h/2985505756_8a0fe72260_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328335727788950050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfINHRriAiI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHK3wrxeY20/s320/2985505756_8a0fe72260_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phrase "perception equals reality" holds true in virtually every human endeavor. I read where Psychologist have documented the fact that it is not the actual events that harm, so much as the perception of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the stunning movie &lt;em&gt;Life is Beautiful &lt;/em&gt;a father finds himself and his young son thrown in a concentration camp in Germany during World War Two. Trying to shield his son from the horror of their situation, he tells the boy that it is all a game, and the first one who gets scared, loses. Somehow he is able to continually convince the boy that none of the cruelty they are seeing is real, but only a play that is taking place. He even predicts the ending, saying at the end of the game a big tank with smiling men is going to come into the camp and declare the winner. When indeed the tank of Americans pulls into camp, the little boy runs leaping and yelling in joy to greet it: "We won! We won!" The father's change of perception shielded the child from immense mental and emotional harm.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this exactly the kind of father we need? We have this kind of Father in heaven and most of the time don't even realize it. We look past his promises and focus on all of the destruction and turmoil in our lives. His word promises in Revelation 7:17 that God will wipe away every tear from our eyes. He is teaching us the same thing the father in the concentration camp taught his son: &lt;strong&gt;We are in a play that is going to have a happy ending no matter what it looks like today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What seeming insurmountable problems are you facing today that have you in an uproar? How does God's promise of a happy ending help you gain a proper prospective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Lord Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you will never leave me nor forsake me. You stay by my side through thick and thin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please correct my perspective when I take my eyes of you and put them on my problems. And please help me to remember that my life is going to have a happy ending. You have said it and I believe it. In your precious name I pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As told in &lt;em&gt;Jesus Life Coach, &lt;/em&gt;by Laurie Beth Jones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-898093591054092483?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/898093591054092483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=898093591054092483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/898093591054092483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/898093591054092483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/perception-equals-reality.html' title='Perception Equals Reality'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SfINHRriAiI/AAAAAAAAACc/EHK3wrxeY20/s72-c/2985505756_8a0fe72260_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6376884910474051029</id><published>2009-04-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:59:14.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 KEYS TO HAPPINESS FOR THE LISTENING HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SedR3y6FYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/ngkmuHZVJZI/s1600-h/2459785434_e8076494c6_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325315103388951346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SedR3y6FYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/ngkmuHZVJZI/s320/2459785434_e8076494c6_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While reading a framed picture of “Secrets to Happiness” on my mother-in-law’s bathroom wall, I was bothered by the fact that hardly any of them had to do with seeking God. This prompted me to make my own list of keys to happiness because without God, I can’t even imagine how anyone could ever be truly happy. May you take each one and use them to open the way to the joyous, adventurous life God went to extreme measures for you to have. These keys have kept me splashing on the beach of life, totally protected, despite the fact that our enemy lurks in the water like “Jaws” attempting to steal, kill, and destroy. But when I spot that dorsel fin sticking out of the water, heading my way, I hit him in the nose with the truth of God’s word. He swims away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Listening Heart’s 10 Keys to Happiness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spend time alone with Jesus listening through his Word—Give ear and come to me; hear me, that your soul may live (Isaiah 55:3).&lt;br /&gt;2. Get up early and spend time praying in nature—Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed (Mark 1:35).&lt;br /&gt;3. Feel the power of praying with others—For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them (Matthew 18:20).&lt;br /&gt;4. Remember you will never be left alone or forgotten—because God has said, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5).&lt;br /&gt;5. Practice forgiveness (even on yourself), God’s gift for keeping your soul healthy—Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?” Jesus answered, “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times” (Matthew 18:21-22).&lt;br /&gt;6. Confess your sins; doing so will lead you in the right direction—Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting (Psalm 139:23-24).&lt;br /&gt;7. Remain accountable to fellow believers at all times—But encourage one another daily, as long as it is called Today, so that none of you may be hardened by sin’s deceitfulness (Hebrews 3:13).&lt;br /&gt;8. Give something away without wanting anything in return—It is more blessed to give than to receive (Acts 20:35).&lt;br /&gt;9. Demonstrate random acts of kindness—Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 3:12).&lt;br /&gt;10. Study and live out the believer’s blueprint for victory found in 2 Timothy 2:1-26 and become a vessel of noble purposes—In a large house there are articles not only of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay; some are for noble purposes and some for ignoble. If a man cleanses himself from the latter, he will be an instrument for noble purposes, made holy, useful to the Master and prepared to do any good work (2 Timothy 2:20-21).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy Christian is not a person without adversity, but he or she stays with the winning coach on the winning team, permanently. This knowledge will remain our source of joy and peace forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6376884910474051029?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6376884910474051029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6376884910474051029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6376884910474051029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6376884910474051029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-keys-to-happiness-for-listening_16.html' title='10 KEYS TO HAPPINESS FOR THE LISTENING HEART'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SedR3y6FYzI/AAAAAAAAACU/ngkmuHZVJZI/s72-c/2459785434_e8076494c6_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2185195068267138173</id><published>2009-04-11T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:11:02.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SeDcUL5-h6I/AAAAAAAAACE/GU6VOwjHvII/s1600-h/3428293341_f097aed69e_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323496998903383970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SeDcUL5-h6I/AAAAAAAAACE/GU6VOwjHvII/s320/3428293341_f097aed69e_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I encounter writings on religion apart from true Christianity I notice a repeated theme--an idea that the resurrection is not needed to save us or attempts to disprove the fact that Jesus Christ, the Son of God, died on Friday, was buried, and rose to life on Easter Sunday. Paul gives us some deep thoughts on Easter in 1 Corinthians 15:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, let me ask you something profound yet troubling. If you became believers because you trusted the proclamation that Christ is alive, risen from the dead, how can you let people say that there is no such thing as a resurrection? If there's no resurrection, there's no living Christ. And face it—if there's no resurrection for Christ, everything we've told you is smoke and mirrors, and everything you've staked your life on is smoke and mirrors. Not only that, but we would be guilty of telling a string of barefaced lies about God, all these affidavits we passed on to you verifying that God raised up Christ—sheer fabrications, if there's no resurrection. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If corpses can't be raised, then Christ wasn't, because he was indeed dead. And if Christ weren't raised, then all you're doing is wandering about in the dark, as lost as ever. It's even worse for those who died hoping in Christ and resurrection, because they're already in their graves. If all we get out of Christ is a little inspiration for a few short years, we're a pretty sorry lot. But the truth is that Christ has been raised up, the first in a long legacy of those who are going to leave the cemeteries. (1 Corinthians 15:12-19-The Message)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have become a believer, I'm not nor have I ever been a "sorry lot." Only when I surrendered to Jesus did I begin to discover genuine fulfillment in every way--physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. No one can take that away from me-no intellectual who claims to know more than I do about life or even a person who does not believe the truth, not even my own father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray all of you will cherish the old rugged cross with me and HAVE A VERY HAPPY EASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE OLD RUGGED CROSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bennard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1873-1960&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,&lt;br /&gt;The emblem of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suff&lt;/span&gt;’ring and shame;&lt;br /&gt;And I love that old cross where the dearest and best&lt;br /&gt;for a world of lost sinners was slain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,&lt;br /&gt;Till my trophies at last I lay down;&lt;br /&gt;I will cling to the old rugged cross,&lt;br /&gt;And exchange it someday for a crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,&lt;br /&gt;Has a wondrous attraction for me;&lt;br /&gt;For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above,&lt;br /&gt;To bear it to dark Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,&lt;br /&gt;Such a wonderful beauty I see;&lt;br /&gt;For ‘twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,&lt;br /&gt;To pardon and sanctify me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;To the old rugged cross I will ever be true,&lt;br /&gt;Its shame and reproach gladly bear;&lt;br /&gt;Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,&lt;br /&gt;Where His glory forever I’ll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2185195068267138173?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2185195068267138173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2185195068267138173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2185195068267138173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2185195068267138173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts-on-easter.html' title='Thoughts on Easter'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SeDcUL5-h6I/AAAAAAAAACE/GU6VOwjHvII/s72-c/3428293341_f097aed69e_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1247898032215274989</id><published>2009-04-01T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:03:21.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you thrown away your confidence?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SdTwnaSIpUI/AAAAAAAAABs/-39d9yJRbnM/s1600-h/2468465652_a5b6bfca24_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320141619692348738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SdTwnaSIpUI/AAAAAAAAABs/-39d9yJRbnM/s320/2468465652_a5b6bfca24_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So do not throw away your confidence;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it will be richly rewarded. You need to persevere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so that when you have done the will of God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will receive what he has promised.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hebrews 10:35-36&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God is calling us to persevere. I hear his call when I read this verse and I heard it this morning while listening to a speech on perseverance. The speaker told the story of three women who persevered through physical, mental, and financial disabilities. April Holmes, a track and field star had her leg amputated in a commuter train accident. She went on after lots of therapy and training with a prosthesis to set records in the 100, 200, and 400 meter sprints. The other, Anne Sullivan, was put under the care of a loving nurse in a mental hospital who never gave up on her, even when everyone else did. She responded to the nurse's care and improved. Completely healed, she later dedicated her life to caring for people like herself. She ended up coaching Helen Keller through her disabilities. If it had not been for Anne Sullivan's loving and godly nurse, the name of Helen Keller would have remained unknown. The names of these first two ladies remain virtually unknown, but the last one has become a household name. The third person she spoke of who never gave up was Paula &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deen&lt;/span&gt;. She started out as a divorced mom of two young sons with $200.00 in her bank account. Today she is a multi-millionaire doing what she loves--cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have a mighty God on our side to help us through whatever this nasty old world throws our way. If we think the barriers are too high or the cost too great to get around the obstacles, we have thrown away our confidence and forfeited our rich rewards. How tragic. Never throw away your confidence, for in just a very little while, "He who is coming will come and will not delay" (Hebrews 10:37). So listen to your Master Coach and receive what he has promised. Hold tight to your confidence and don't ever give up!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Although the world is full of suffering, it is full also of the overcoming of it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Keller, author and blind and deaf educator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1247898032215274989?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1247898032215274989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1247898032215274989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1247898032215274989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1247898032215274989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-thrown-away-your-confidence.html' title='Have you thrown away your confidence?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SdTwnaSIpUI/AAAAAAAAABs/-39d9yJRbnM/s72-c/2468465652_a5b6bfca24_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5029265637618244590</id><published>2009-03-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:49:45.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>66 Reasons I Love Jesus (Part Two--New Testament)</title><content type='html'>I love Jesus because . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. He listed even the questionable women in his genealogy and adopted me, a questionable woman, as his daughter. (Matthew)&lt;br /&gt;41. He gave his life as ransom for me. (Mark)&lt;br /&gt;42. He blesses me and favors me highly. (Luke)&lt;br /&gt;43. He teaches me about true spirituality. (John)&lt;br /&gt;44. He fills me with the power of the Holy Spirit. (Acts)&lt;br /&gt;45. He reveals the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God. (Romans)&lt;br /&gt;46. He offers solutions to my problems. (1 Corinthians)&lt;br /&gt;47. He made me an ambassador. (2 Corinthians)&lt;br /&gt;48. He provides me with the fruit of the Spirit. (Galatians)&lt;br /&gt;49. He blesses me in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. (Ephesians)&lt;br /&gt;50. He is the source of my joy. (Philippians)&lt;br /&gt;51. He strengthens me with all power according to his glorious might. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;52. He sanctifies me through and through. (1 Thessalonians)&lt;br /&gt;53. He is coming again to get me. (2 Thessalonians)&lt;br /&gt;54. He encourages me and instructs me. (1 Timothy)&lt;br /&gt;55. He makes me into a vessel of noble purposes. (2 Timothy)&lt;br /&gt;56. He guides me on how to live the good Christian life. (Titus)&lt;br /&gt;57. He demonstrates his power and true Christian fellowship in my life. (Philemon)&lt;br /&gt;58. He clearly presents his sufficiency and superiority. (Hebrews)&lt;br /&gt;59. He gives me good and perfect gifts from above. (James)&lt;br /&gt;60. He offers encouragement when I suffer. (1 Peter)&lt;br /&gt;61. He helps me to grow in my Christian life. (2 Peter)&lt;br /&gt;62. He assures me that I know I have eternal life. (1 John)&lt;br /&gt;63. He warns me about deception. (2 John)&lt;br /&gt;64. He loves me in the truth. (3 John)&lt;br /&gt;65. He is able to present me before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy. (Jude)&lt;br /&gt;66. He is my soon and returning King. (Revelation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed part two of the 66 reasons I love Jesus and PLEASE take them as your own. He is worthy of all of our love, honor, and praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Listen, Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5029265637618244590?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5029265637618244590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5029265637618244590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5029265637618244590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5029265637618244590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/66-reasons-i-love-jesus-part-two-new.html' title='66 Reasons I Love Jesus (Part Two--New Testament)'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6212963498282331754</id><published>2009-03-16T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:27:29.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>66 Reasons I Love Jesus (Part One--Old Testament)</title><content type='html'>A listening heart learns to love God with all of her (or his) heart, soul, mind and strength. And when you study Scripture using the “listening heart”* method there is a place to list your reasons to love God more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I became inspired to list the reasons I love Jesus from each book of the Bible. Today’s blog entry will cover the Old Testament. I hope this list inspires you to get alone with Jesus and make your own list of reasons you love Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He created me in his image. (Genesis) Wow!&lt;br /&gt;2. He set me free from bondage. (Exodus)&lt;br /&gt;3. He is holy and made me holy. (Leviticus)&lt;br /&gt;4. He is faithful, even when I fail. (Numbers)&lt;br /&gt;5. He prepares me to claim my inheritance. (Deuteronomy)&lt;br /&gt;6. He shows me how to claim victory and my inheritance in Christ. (Joshua)&lt;br /&gt;7. He blesses my obedience, even though I live in a world where everyone does as they see fit. (Judges)&lt;br /&gt;8. He redeemed me. (Ruth)&lt;br /&gt;9. He speaks to me, his servant who listens. (1 Samuel)&lt;br /&gt;10. He gives me examples of people like David, who mess up like I do and remain a man (woman) after God’s own heart. (2 Samuel)&lt;br /&gt;11. He teaches me about leadership by sharing the contrast of good and bad leaders. (1 Kings)&lt;br /&gt;12. He guides me in what not to do. (2 Kings)&lt;br /&gt;13. He organizes my life. (1 Chronicles)&lt;br /&gt;14. When I pray humbly, he hears me, forgives me, and heals me. (2 Chronicles)&lt;br /&gt;15. He restores me when life crumbles around me. (Ezra)&lt;br /&gt;16. He rebuilds walls of protection that the enemy destroys. (Nehemiah)&lt;br /&gt;17. He providentially protects me at all times. (Esther)&lt;br /&gt;18. He helps me understand that some questions don’t have answers. (Job)&lt;br /&gt;19. He provides me with songs in the night. (Psalms)&lt;br /&gt;20. He reveals the path of wisdom and life. (Proverbs)&lt;br /&gt;21. He convinces me that with him, life is worth living. (Ecclesiastes)&lt;br /&gt;22. His love for me is perfectly beautiful. (Song of Songs)&lt;br /&gt;23. He made my scarlet sins as white as snow. (Isaiah)&lt;br /&gt;24. He bid me to return so I could escape judgment. (Jeremiah)&lt;br /&gt;25. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;compassions&lt;/span&gt; never fail; they are new every morning. (Lamentations)&lt;br /&gt;26. He is my glorious Lord and is worthy of reverence. (Ezekiel)&lt;br /&gt;27. He directs the forces of nature, the destiny of nations, and the care of his people. (Daniel)&lt;br /&gt;28. He is devoted to me despite my unfaithfulness. (Hosea)&lt;br /&gt;29. He repays the years the locusts have eaten. (Joel)&lt;br /&gt;30. He is my plumb line. (Amos)&lt;br /&gt;31. He pays back those who harm his people. (Obadiah)&lt;br /&gt;32. He disciplines those who belong to him. (Jonah)&lt;br /&gt;33. His requirements are simple: to act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with him. (Micah)&lt;br /&gt;34. He completely destroys his enemies. (Nahum)&lt;br /&gt;35. He asked me to write down his revelations. (Habakkuk)&lt;br /&gt;36. He quiets me with his love and rejoices over me with singing. (Zephaniah)&lt;br /&gt;37. He encourages me to complete the work I start. (Haggai)&lt;br /&gt;38. He reminds me, “Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the LORD Almighty.” (Zechariah)&lt;br /&gt;39. He listens when I talk with other sisters and brothers about him, and records it on a scroll of remembrance. (Malachi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you are interested in receiving a Pure Listening Bible Study Guide, please contact me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6212963498282331754?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6212963498282331754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6212963498282331754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6212963498282331754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6212963498282331754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/66-reasons-i-love-jesus-part-one-old.html' title='66 Reasons I Love Jesus (Part One--Old Testament)'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6302085870849525535</id><published>2009-03-11T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:03:48.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Your Song?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He put a new song in my mouth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;a hymn of praise to our God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many will see and fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and put their trust in the LORD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 40:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you as tired as I am of hearing about the doom and gloom of our country? It is enough to make you want to crawl into a cave and hibernate until this season passes. But if we belong to God, we can expect times of refreshing. Times when he gives us a new song to sing. Many will hear it and won't believe that it's possible to live with a song in your heart in these days and times. God's song in your life will cause people to accept his gift of salvation and trust in the LORD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I desire to pray and thank God for the songs he has given me in the past &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;ask him for new ones. Only with God is it possible to live in a dark and dreary world triumphantly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Jesus,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please place your new song in my mouth and into the mouths of my readers. We are tired of being beat down by constant bad news. Thank you for the many times you have given us songs to sing so far. Spark our passion into a flame for seeing your lost ones saved. Like you promise, use your songs as a witness to others so they may see and fear and put their trust in you. We love you Lord with all we possess. In your precious name we ask all of these things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many, O LORD my God, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;are the wonders you have done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The things you planned for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one can recount to you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;were I to speak and tell of them,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they would be too many to declare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 40:5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6302085870849525535?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6302085870849525535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6302085870849525535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6302085870849525535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6302085870849525535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-your-song.html' title='Lost Your Song?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4834396298587558864</id><published>2009-03-04T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T04:23:10.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS on March 2 Blog Entry</title><content type='html'>When I needed God's help again this morning (Isaiah 30:18), I thought about the abounding graciousness of our mighty God. Don't you just love how even a rebuke like in Isaiah 30 is full of awesome promises? Here is one more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you" (Isaiah 30:19).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4834396298587558864?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4834396298587558864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4834396298587558864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4834396298587558864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4834396298587558864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/ps-on-march-2-blog-entry.html' title='PS on March 2 Blog Entry'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4250251203923871472</id><published>2009-03-02T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:18:54.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do we get from here to there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LORD will cause men to hear his majestic voice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 30:30&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How to get from here to there represents a universal dilemma. We all want to know if we are doing it right, heading in the right direction, and pursuing the right purpose. But how do you really know? After struggling with this quandary for years, I have finally come to the conclusion that I don't know and never will without hearing his majestic voice. He causes me to hear him by putting me in places that are completely out of my control, like when my aging, diabetic father, who depends on me for help, remains &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;noncompliant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of doctors orders. No matter how many times I tell him (and the doctor tells him) the importance of taking medications properly and on time, he still does it his way. I get so frustrated, I just want to scream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I then have to wave the flag of surrender and say, "Lord, I give up. I can't do this on my own. Please speak to my heart and tell me what to do next." I re-visit old promises like the one in this same chapter of Isaiah that says, "Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, "This is the way; walk in it" (Isaiah 30:21). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I know I can never take promises in God's word out of context. The Lord is rebuking Jerusalem in Isaiah 30. Their only hope was to repent, return to the Lord, and by faith rest only in him, but they refused to listen to his voice and obey. It works the same for me. I have to repent from my attempts to control those around me, especially my family and by faith rest only in God. I'll get there all right, as long as I come to him first, before I get aggravated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So the Lord must wait for you to come to him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so he can show you his love and compassion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the Lord is a faithful God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed are those who wait for his help.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 30:18 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4250251203923871472?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4250251203923871472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4250251203923871472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4250251203923871472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4250251203923871472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-do-we-get-from-here-to-there.html' title='How do we get from here to there?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8020308971535068841</id><published>2009-02-25T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:15:30.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who have you been with?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When they saw the courage of Peter and John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and realized that they were unschooled, ordinary men,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they were astonished and they took note that that these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;men had been with Jesus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acts 4:13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At the time Luke wrote this, Jesus had been crucified, already returned to heaven, and Pentecost was over,* yet the rulers, elders, and teachers of the law noticed that Peter and John had been with Jesus. Had Peter and John already figured out how to spend time alone with Jesus praying in spirit and truth (John 4:23-24)? He hadn't been with them (physically) in a while. The answer is yes, because when we back up to verse 8 in this chapter, Acts 4, Peter answered the rulers questions filled with the Holy Spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since Pentecost 2009 years ago, praying works the same way for Peter and John as it does for us. We cannot speak in the power of the Holy Spirit without spending time alone with Jesus listening to him through his word. The only difference is that Peter, John, and others were working on writing the word of God, but we have the complete and perfect word of God in our hands between a leather cover. We have the privilege of knowing the whole story, even the end that has not happened yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The verse bolded above makes me ask myself--Who is taking note of me? Does how I act prove who I hang with? I hope and pray people around me can tell I spend time alone with Jesus. I have some bad days, but for the most part, I desire for those God puts in my path to have their notepads ready and jot down "Susan has been with Jesus!" Because when it comes down to it, everything good I do is his idea, anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always Listen!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Jesus was crucified during Passover, after he rose he stayed on earth for 40 more days (Acts 1:3). Pentecost occurred 50 days after Passover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8020308971535068841?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8020308971535068841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8020308971535068841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8020308971535068841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8020308971535068841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-have-you-been-with.html' title='Who have you been with?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3560039143642448317</id><published>2009-02-18T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T06:18:31.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Six Calamities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From six calamities he will rescue you;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in seven no harm will befall you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job 5:19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feeling like you are on your sixth calamity? I know my friend does. While walking across the parking lot at her grocery store, she was hit by a car. One minute she stood pushing her cart, the next, her foot was under the tire of an automobile. Ouch! She's quite beat up; with a cracked elbow, and a broken ankle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you do when life knocks you down? When you are feeling uncomfortable today, try not to forget all that God has brought you through yesterday. Remember all of his past graces. And think about it. If he has brought you through six troubles, will you not trust him in the seventh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After pleading his promises and presenting our cases to God in prayer, we usually realize that if there is any help to be found, it will come from God. For like Peter we say, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life. We believe and know that you are the Holy One of God" (John 6:68-69). Though we don't know how it will work out and when, we look to God. Even when we are knocked down and unable to do a thing, we look to God. Our eyes may be full of tears, but they are looking up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lift up my eyes to the hills-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where does my help come from?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My help come from the LORD,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 121:1-2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3560039143642448317?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3560039143642448317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3560039143642448317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3560039143642448317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3560039143642448317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/from-six-calamities.html' title='From Six Calamities'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7709554630188776515</id><published>2009-02-12T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:09:52.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Past Your Devastation; Stay Close to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my heart was grieved and my spirit embittered,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was senseless and ignorant; I was a brute beast before you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will take me into glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whom have I in heaven but you? And earth has nothing I desire besides you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of my heart and my portion forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who are far from you will perish; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you destroy all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who are unfaithful to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But as for me, it is good to be near God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will tell of all your deeds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 73:21-28&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all experience times of devastation that cause us to cry out, "Why God? Why did you allow this to happen to me?" or "Why did you allow this to happen in my family?" I cried out to God in this way when my brother was murdered. And sometimes horrible things happen when we are attempting to serve God, like David. Anointed as King at 15 years of age, David did not sit on the throne until he was 30. During those 15 years of waiting, he regularly inquired of the Lord. As a result, he wanted the presence of God to be near him as he ruled over Judah (and 6 and a half years later, Israel too. 2 Samuel 5:4-5). This caused the first thing on his agenda to consist of bringing back the ark to Jerusalem, which the enemy had captured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David put together a huge party, about 30,000 in all, to commemorate the return of the ark. David and the whole house of Israel were celebrating with all their might before the LORD, with songs and every instrument they owned. When they made it to the threshing floor of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nacon&lt;/span&gt;, the oxen pulling the cart stumbled. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uzzah&lt;/span&gt;, the man guiding the cart and oxen, reached out and took hold of the ark of God. Because of his irreverent act, God struck him down and he died on the spot. The party--instantly over. David became angry and afraid. He asked, "How can the ark of the LORD ever come to me?" (story from 2 Samuel 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were angry and afraid of God? Are you still there? The Scriptures (in the Psalm 73 above and 2 Samuel 6) reveal that the man after God's own heart moved past his devastation back into the arms of his Lord. After the tragedy with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uzzah&lt;/span&gt;, the ark of the LORD remained in the house of Obed-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Edom&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gittite&lt;/span&gt; for three months and the LORD blessed him and his entire household. David must have spent that time figuring out the proper way to carry the representation of our Holy God's presence. As soon as David heard about Obed-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Edom's&lt;/span&gt; blessings, he mustered up enough courage to finish the task of bringing the ark to the City of David. Uninterrupted celebration and worship followed. David danced before the LORD with all his might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life works the same for us. When we get past our trials and heartache and truly understand that God is not harsh; GOD IS HOLY, we are prompted to return to brave obedience and do things God's way instead of our own way or the way the unsaved world works. God's ways will always surpass our thinking (Isaiah 55:8-9). Even though he is holy and mysterious at times, he remains a personal God who wants to comfort us and guide us through the ups and downs of living in a broken, sinful world. Our enemy wants us to stay devastated. What if David had held on to his anger and remained afraid to come near to God? There would be no "rest of the story." We can follow David's example by wanting the blessings of God for ourselves enough to get up and start over again. And then, we dance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7709554630188776515?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7709554630188776515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7709554630188776515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7709554630188776515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7709554630188776515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/move-past-your-devastation-stay-close.html' title='Move Past Your Devastation; Stay Close to God'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5779131533998795509</id><published>2009-02-05T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:00:57.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Axhead Floats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The company of the prophets said to Elisha, "Look, the place where we meet with you is too small for us. Let us go to the Jordan, where each of us can get a pole; and let us build a place there for us to live."       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     And he said, "Go."&lt;br /&gt;     Then one of them said, "Won't you please come with your servants?"       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     "I will," Elisha replied. And he went with them.       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     They went to the Jordan and began to cut down trees. As one of them was cutting down a tree, the iron &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;axhead&lt;/span&gt; fell into the water. "Oh, my lord," he cried out, "it was borrowed!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     The man of God asked, "Where did it fall?" When he showed him the place, Elisha cut a stick and threw it there, and made the iron float. "Lift it out," he said. Then the man reached out his hand and took it.  2 Kings 6:1-7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this short little story tucked into the narrative of Elisha's ministry. It shows us God’s great concern for us, especially in everyday things, like cutting down trees and building a place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Elisha had to do was to cut a stick and throw it where the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;axhead&lt;/span&gt; fell in. God did the rest. Cutting and throwing a stick seem a little weird, but against all expectations, the heavy iron floated to the top of the water. “The things which are impossible with men are possible with God” (Luke 18:27).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray today that God opens our eyes so we can see Him working His little miracles all around us. And if he prompts one of us to cut and throw some sticks, well—“according to our faith let it be done” (Matthew 9:29). May we reach out our hands and take all God has in store for us and experience floating irons on a regular basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5779131533998795509?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5779131533998795509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5779131533998795509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5779131533998795509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5779131533998795509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/axhead-floats.html' title='An Axhead Floats'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7118879920155996805</id><published>2009-01-29T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:05:30.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Striving for Excellence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are all so busy being good;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we have no time to be excellent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charles Jarvis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In recent months, God has impressed upon my heart the importance of using our God-given talents to serve Him with excellence. It's a good thing that God always manages to find ways to teach and encourage us, because with the ideas he puts into our minds comes a desire to follow through. Soon after God kept repeating the theme of excellence during our time alone, I came across Mr. Jarvis' quote (above) in a perpetual flip calendar on my desk. This statement rings true in most church-members. We love doing good, but sometimes we get so busy at it, we fail to follow God into the best he has in store for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I then ran across this story on the Jews for Jesus website: &lt;a href="http://www.jewsforjesus.org/"&gt;http://www.jewsforjesus.org/&lt;/a&gt; that I want to share with you. It is a little longer than most of my blog entries, but well worth it. This story written by the founder of Jews for Jesus, Moishe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rosen&lt;/span&gt;, tells the tale of a person who got so busy he had no time for excellence. I pray that as you read this story you understand that you are a man or woman of destiny. You have a call. Don't ever settle for anything less than God's best. Strive for Christian excellence in all you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was a wise young man—a coal miner who became a lawyer by studying at night school. First he learned shorthand. Then he found work in a law office. Later, when his shorthand improved, he became a court reporter. He attended law school at night and passed his bar exams. Then he received a call from God for missionary service. He even knew the place—Burma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She was the most popular girl in her class, but never took any of her suitors seriously. She too, had received a call from God. After high school she enrolled at a newly-founded missionary college in preparation for answering that call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Each of them might well have been named "Most Likely to Succeed" by society's standards, but they both had other standards in mind. They wanted to serve God above anything else. They met at that missionary college. It was inevitable that they should decide to marry. Together they prayed and looked forward to their missionary service. They were married the day after graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before their appointment to Burma came through, there was a small complication. He weighed 8 pounds, 4 ounces and was 20 inches long. When finally the appointment was made, her need to recuperate from an extremely difficult labor prompted them to postpone their acceptance for a year. But the next year brought a flu epidemic. It nearly took his life and did claim the life of their little son. The overwhelming medical bills caused another delay. To get out of debt, he became very much involved in his law practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The third year brought another baby. The new father, now a successful lawyer, was in the midst of a contested probate where a godly widow had left a huge sum of money to missions. Her ungodly children were using all kinds of legal maneuvers to keep that mission from receiving the funds. He felt he could not leave for Burma until the case was settled. He rationalized that he was fulfilling his call by serving as an attorney for God's work, and that the delay in going to Burma must have been God's will. That case took four years to resolve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once again he applied as a missionary, but this time only half-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt;. He now had three small children, and with relief he accepted the mission board's notification: they could not use him in the field. Burma had been closed to missionaries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;His law practice continued to flourish. His monthly donations supported several missionaries. He served on the board of directors for several missions, and through his generosity several churches were started. I attended their 45&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary celebration and heard that very attractive older couple declare their happiness and sense of fulfillment and their love for the Lord and one another. They were never to celebrate their 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; wedding anniversary. She passed on and he became frail in health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At that time I was a young missionary and greatly discouraged in my ministry, thinking that I might better serve the Lord in some other way. I considered "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tentmaking&lt;/span&gt;" as Paul had done. The idea had always appealed to me. Because there is an onus on being a missionary to the Jews, it would be so much easier if I could continue to witness but say that I was a shoe salesman or a teacher—anything respectable—anything but a missionary to the Jews, which was not at all "respectable"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shared my burden with the elderly lawyer because I knew and respected him greatly. That was when he told me a shocking secret—one he had kept from even his closest associates. He confided it to me because I needed to hear it, and I have never forgotten it. He said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I've had a happy life, but not a joyous one. I've made and given away a fortune. I have the love and respect of many, but I did not fulfill my destiny. It's easy to excuse myself by saying that circumstances dictated another call, but only in the last year of my wife's life could we admit to one another that we had chosen to do the second best. I am not unhappy, but I am not fulfilled." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then he added something that helped me overcome my discouragement. He said, "I recognize that you are a man of destiny. You have a call from God. Don't do anything less than what He has called you to do." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He died shortly after that. He was a man who taught me many things. He was certainly a godly man. I can testify to that. He was happy and successful, but by his own admission, he had not fulfilled his destiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some time back, I read Christian Excellence: Alternative to Success by Dr. Jon Johnston, Professor of Sociology and Anthropology at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pepperdine&lt;/span&gt; University in Malibu, California. Discussing our success-oriented evangelical society, Dr. Johnston made a distinction between success and excellence. He described his own efforts to be a super-person, and how he had continually failed and concealed his failings. Then he had read a highly recommended secular book, In Search of Excellence. The book dealt with companies that did things right and made it big. As he read that book, Dr. Johnston realized that it was not describing excellence, but success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He pointed out the differences. He said that success is cheap. Success might mean enjoying the acclaim of the crowd, having the keys to the executive bathroom and driving a Mercedes, but success does not necessarily last. Excellence, on the other hand, does. Excellence does not gain the applause of the crowd. Excellence does not produce popularity. Excellence demands more than success. Striving toward excellence requires striving to change one's character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After reading that, I wondered if Dr. Johnston was not just playing word games. Wasn't excellence implied in success? If a person did an excellent job, then didn't he or she succeed? If a person received recognition for being successful, wasn't that success due to excellence? In our society that seems to be the case. Excellence, success and recognition seem to go hand-in-hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I realized what Dr. Johnston was saying, and it was an important lesson to me: in the Christian sense, excellence in serving the Lord is quite different. Christian excellence is motivated by a desire to please the Lord and to fulfill His purposes. Such endeavor is an act of worship, not to be applauded by human hands. Christian excellence entails offering one's best to God. It cannot be snatched away by lack of human praise or augmented by human recognition or earthly reward. It seeks only the Master's affirmation: "Well done, thou good and faithful servant." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know from personal experience that Christian excellence can exist without "success" and without applause or fanfare. If you want to see excellence and godliness, come and sit at our Jews for Jesus mail table and read some of the mail we receive from friends and supporters. Sometimes the spelling isn't correct; sometimes the handwriting is scrawled and shaky and almost illegible. But I look at those pages and see the reflections of godly people. I see hearts of love and praise to God. I see overcoming strength and victory in the midst of illness; trust in the midst of poverty. That is Christian excellence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excellence is better than success. It entails pleasing God—fulfilling one's destiny as His child—godliness. Godliness does not lead us to strive for success, but to strive for excellence—to strive to accomplish God's purposes, thus fulfilling our highest calling as His redeemed ones. How we love to quote &lt;a href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/niv/Romans%208.28" target="_blank"&gt;Romans 8:28&lt;/a&gt;: "…all things work together for good.…" But we must be careful to remember the rest of the verse: "…to those who are the called according to His purpose." And if you read the rest of that passage, you find that God calls us to be conformed to the image of His Son. We are not all called to be professional missionaries. We are not all called to be preachers. But we are all called to fill and fulfill a definite role within the Body of Christ. As those who have received the Spirit of Christ, we know what God asks of us, and we know when we settle for doing—for giving Him—something less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That godly lawyer knew. He told me, "You are a man of destiny. You have a call." He didn't want me to settle for anything less. He exhorted me as one who had not fulfilled his own destiny. I, in turn, want to say to all blood-bought believers in Christ: You too have a destiny because you have a call, as does every believer in Christ. Your call is to do your part in accomplishing the purposes of our Heavenly Father. Once you realize this, you have the potential of excelling in the fulfillment of your destiny. And fulfilling your destiny will bring unmatched and lasting joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7118879920155996805?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7118879920155996805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7118879920155996805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7118879920155996805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7118879920155996805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/striving-for-excellence.html' title='Striving for Excellence'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2326815442094083545</id><published>2009-01-20T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:09:27.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Multitude of Anxieties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I said, "My foot is slipping,"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your love, O LORD, supported me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When anxiety was great within me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your consolation brought joy to my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 94:18-19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am doing a topical study in my Sunday School class and my girls chose anxiety as our first subject. Our times of late have caused a multitude of thoughts in most of us, and many of them are not positive. Even the most optimistic are becoming depressed. When I read Charles H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spurgeon's&lt;/span&gt; devotion on the verses above to a special sister going through a hard time she said, "How did Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt; know what is going on in my life?" This led me to share this excellent devotion with all of you. I pray you are blessed and choose to present all of your burdens to God in prayer and leave them there (Philippians 4:4-7). Soak in these words of wisdom from a giant of the faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of you are perplexed with a multitude of anxieties about your life. You do not know what to do. One plan was suggested, and for a time it seemed the best action. But now you have doubts. You are bewildered and you cannot see Providence's clue. You are lost in a maze. Indeed, at this moment, you are depressed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have tried various ways and methods to escape your present difficulty. But you have been disappointed and distracted. Your thoughts have no order; they drag you in opposite directions. The currents meet and twist as if you were in a whirlpool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My perplexed friend, remember the children of Israel at the Red Sea. The sea was before them, rocks were on either side, and the cruel Egyptians roared in the rear. Imitate Israel's actions. "Do not be afraid. Stand still, and see the salvation of the LORD, which He will accomplish for you today" (Exodus 14:13). You reply, "I cannot be quiet. I am agitated, perturbed, perplexed, tossed, and distracted. What shall I do?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the multitude of my anxieties with me, Your comforts delight my soul" (Psalm 94:19). Turn your eyes to the deep things of God. Cease from anxious consideration of seen things, which are temporary, and gaze by faith on things that are eternal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, your way is ordered by a higher power than your will and choice. The eternal God has fixed your every step. All things are fixed by the Father's hand. He who loved us from before the foundations of the world has immutably determined every step of our pilgrimage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is a blessed thing, after you have been muddling and meddling with your anxieties, to throw your burdens on the Lord and leave them there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always listen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2326815442094083545?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2326815442094083545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2326815442094083545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2326815442094083545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2326815442094083545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/multitude-of-anxieties.html' title='A Multitude of Anxieties'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5797164750503610475</id><published>2009-01-12T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:44:58.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting in God's Protection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. . . Whoever listens to me will live in safety&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and be at ease, without fear of harm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 1:33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed that when God teaches you something (or sometimes in my case when I am teaching on something), he always finds a way for you to practice it right away? Last Saturday, God wanted me to practice what I preach. I spend a lot of time at our barn on the weekend which is 40 miles north of our home. I had told my husband, Greg, I wanted to go home on Saturday night, instead of spending the night because I wanted to put some beans and ham in the crock pot before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left to go home it was pouring cats and dogs as the old saying goes, and an unusual eerie feeling about riding home on the winding mountain roads in the dark and in the rain crept into my heart. All of those crosses where people have died, that I pass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I go out there, kept flashing in my mind. Most of the time I am fearless. I will go anywhere, anytime, no matter the conditions, but Saturday night was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I rode home, I prayed a lot. God reminded me of all of the verses that I had poured over all week for the lesson I was preparing to teach on God's protection. I remembered Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spurgeon's&lt;/span&gt; words on the passage above I chose to study (Proverbs 1:33). He said, "If God cannot save His people under heaven, He will save them in heaven. If the world becomes to hot to hold them, then heaven shall be the place of their reception and their safety." I decided right then to stop worrying and trust God with my life and the lives of my precious family. If I'm not here to take care of them, God will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when I really thought about it, what could be better than a quick trip to heaven? NOTHING!! Teaching my Sunday School Class early Sunday morning revealed the proof of God safely delivering me home. No cars hydroplaned over the line to smash me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smithereens like I thought might happen&lt;/span&gt;. Praise God! But no matter how God chooses to take me home, I trust his sovereign protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am listening, Lord. I want to live in safety and be at ease, without fear of harm. Thank You, Jesus!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5797164750503610475?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5797164750503610475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5797164750503610475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5797164750503610475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5797164750503610475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/trusting-in-gods-protection.html' title='Trusting in God&apos;s Protection'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2635627047931939586</id><published>2009-01-07T06:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T07:21:20.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>The New Year usually causes us to reflect and refocus; reflect on how far we have come and refocus on where we want to go. God's word gives us the best place to focus by telling us to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Grow in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ" (2 Peter 3:18). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In one of his New Year devotions, Charles H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt; gets right to the point by stating: "He who grows not in the knowledge of Jesus, refuses to be blessed" (from &lt;em&gt;Morning and Evening, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; 4). We all desire blessing. I trust making growth a top priority in 2009 will wash away the troubles of 2008 and bring a fresh start to our New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus prayed for you and I in John 17 he said, "Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent" (John 17:3) Knowledge of God is eternal life. God is speaking through these passages saying growth in grace and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; of Jesus has to be a priority every year, day in and day out. And with Jesus praying for us there is no way to fail in our attempts to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we grow? We practice standing on the promises of God daily. To stand we need to know the promises, and to know the promises we should look them over on a regular basis. &lt;strong&gt;For his divine power has given us everything we need for life and godliness through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. Through these he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in divine nature and escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires (2 Peter 1:3-4). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening Hearts, let's pray a New Year's Prayer to start the year off right (Inspired by the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt; devotion mentioned above):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dearest Lord Jesus, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because your divine power has given us everything we need for life, please show us new ways to grow in grace—not in one grace only, but in all grace. Help us to grow in that root-grace, faith. May we all believe the promises more firmly than we have in the past. Let our faith increase in fullness, constancy, simplicity. May we also grow in love. We are asking that your love may become extended, more intense, more practical, influencing every thought, word, and deed in our lives. This will cause us to grow likewise in humility. As we grow downward in humility, may we seek also to grow upward—having nearer approaches to God in prayer and more intimate fellowship with Jesus. In your precious name we pray all these things. Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always Listen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2635627047931939586?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2635627047931939586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2635627047931939586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2635627047931939586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2635627047931939586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7533663070673872022</id><published>2008-12-16T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:18:03.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Good Spiritual RX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard and my heart pounded,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my lips quivered at the sound;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;decay crept into my bones,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and my legs trembled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to come on the nation invading us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the fig tree does not bud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there are no grapes on the vines,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though the olive crop fails&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the fields produce no food, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though there are no sheep in the pen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and no cattle in the stalls,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet I will rejoice in the LORD,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be joyful in God my Savior.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sovereign LORD is my strength;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he enables me to go on the heights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the director of music.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my stringed instruments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habakkuk 3:16-19&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too many of us have too many reasons for our hearts to pound, our lips to quiver, and our knees to knock. And how many times lately have we heard, "It's only going to get worse?" But please don't be dismayed. Remember how God provided Paul and Silas with a song in the night when they were in the deepest darkest dungeon (Acts 16)? I may have found the song they were singing this morning in the verses above from Habakkuk. Habakkuk sings his prayer in chapter 3 with the accompaniment of stringed instruments. A closer look at this chapter, particularly verses 16-19, reveals how Paul and Silas could sing, even without a guitar, despite their hard place. That means we can, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially am encouraged that GOD will make us walk (not to stand in terror but to walk) and move forward in spiritual growth upon our high places, which are our troubles, suffering, or responsibility. Each of us has our own mix of heartache, suffering and responsibility. God is telling us here that we make the most progress when being thankful for our salvation is on the top of our prayer list. Even though things are going on that make our "hearts pound and legs tremble," (vs 16) there is no reason to fear. Our Sovereign LORD is our our strength, our own personal bravery, and invincible army. God does his best work amidst chaos. And the nation invading us--Satan and his team of demons--has a day of calamity coming soon. The best is yet to come. I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7533663070673872022?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7533663070673872022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7533663070673872022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7533663070673872022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7533663070673872022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-good-spiritual-rx.html' title='Some Good Spiritual RX'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7839024256405793246</id><published>2008-12-15T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:17:16.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Pattern for Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas is really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God's pattern for living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be followed all year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by unselfish giving -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For in giving to others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and in being kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We may discover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;true peace of mind -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And peace on earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will come to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we all live Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helen Steiner Rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I pray the hope found in celebrating the birth of our Lord and Savior will fill your listening heart with love, joy, and peace now and forever more. &lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7839024256405793246?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7839024256405793246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7839024256405793246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7839024256405793246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7839024256405793246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/gods-pattern-for-living.html' title='God&apos;s Pattern for Living'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5024505001666272877</id><published>2008-12-08T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:55:26.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respecting our Husbands</title><content type='html'>Respect yourself and others will respect you.&lt;br /&gt;--Confucius (551 BC to 479 BC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect a man, he will do the more.&lt;br /&gt;--James Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 5: 33 says, “Nevertheless let every one of you in particular so love his wife even as himself; and the wife see that she reverence her husband.” This verse brought up one of life’s big questions in Sunday school yesterday. How does a wife obey this command and respect a husband who does not fulfill his duties and makes decisions that hurt his family? This question inspired my blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect is something everyone wants, not many have, and few want to give. Most husbands would appreciate receiving a little bit of respect from their wives, and most wives should make efforts to show some more respect. For the most part respect is not clearly understood. What does the word reverence mean here? To know what something means in the New Testament we have to look up the word and see what it is in Greek. For reverence the Greek word is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phobeo&lt;/span&gt;—to frighten, to be alarmed; by analogy to be in awe of, i.e. revere. You probably recognize this is where we get our word “phobia” from, which means an irrational or excessive fear of something. This is where the meaning of reverence gets confusing—this combination of fear and awe. The Webster’s definition of reverence is: a feeling or attitude of deep respect; love, and awe, as for something sacred; veneration. The Webster’s definition of respect is: a) to feel or show honor or esteem for; hold in high regard b) to consider or treat with deference or dutiful regard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died for husbands and wives; this makes husbands and wives sacred. And since reverence is a feeling and an attitude, we should start by loving the way Christ loves us—unconditionally. And for ways to show honor and esteem for our husbands requires wisdom. If we lack wisdom, God promises in James 1:5-6 to give it to us if we ask without doubting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we can figure out ways to obey God’s command to respect our husbands, the definition of submission needs to be cleared up, too. Submission has nothing to do with the order of authority, but rather governs the operation of authority. When Jesus washed the disciples feet, he taught them that the greatest is the person who uses his authority to build up people and not, like the Pharisees, to build up his authority and make himself important. We are to esteem others above ourselves (Phil. 2:1-4). By nature, we want to promote ourselves, but the Holy Spirit enables us to submit ourselves. The root of most marital problems is sin, and the root of all sin is selfishness. Submission to Christ and to one another is the only way to overcome selfishness, for when we submit, the Holy Spirit can fill us and enable us to love one another in a sacrificial, sanctifying, satisfying way—the way Christ loves the church. (from Warren Wiersbe's &lt;em&gt;Be Rich)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say we should K.I.S.S. the challenge of showing reverence to our husbands (Keep It Simple Sister). And since reverence has to do mostly with feelings and attitudes, we can start by changing our mindset. Changing the way we think will naturally move us into Christ honoring action. We also need to remember that husbands can read us like a book, even when we don’t say a word. Here are a few questions we can prayerfully ask ourselves to begin improving our feelings and attitudes towards reverencing our husbands (inspiration from 1 Corinthians 13:4-13):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind thing can I do for my husband today?&lt;br /&gt;How can I lay aside my pride today?&lt;br /&gt;How can I communicate without nagging?&lt;br /&gt;Can I be a help with running our household without a reward or requiring something in return?&lt;br /&gt;Can I point out a good quality in him and praise him for it, while keeping no record of wrongs?&lt;br /&gt;How can I use my Christ given authority to build him up?&lt;br /&gt;Can I think of ways to act selfless and actually do them?&lt;br /&gt;How can I protect my marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Do I trust God in my marriage, always hoping and persevering?&lt;br /&gt;Have I submitted to Christ by spending time alone listening through prayer and Bible Study so he can guide me in my marriage (true listening requires obeying what you learn during study)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage problems do not improve overnight, but God is great at cleaning up our messes. He needs our cooperative obedience, however, to work his miracles. If we do our part, he will bless us and take care of us even if our husbands refuse to obey God. It is interesting to note that obedience is a synonym of respect. So let's revere God and our husbands by working hard at applying God's commands to everyday life. Application of God’s word is not an easy endeavor, but the rewards are priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5024505001666272877?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5024505001666272877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5024505001666272877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5024505001666272877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5024505001666272877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/respecting-our-husbands.html' title='Respecting our Husbands'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6461071677282222236</id><published>2008-11-25T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:45:47.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anything Really Happen by Chance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In the time of Herod king of Judea there was a priest named Zechariah, who belonged to the priestly division of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abijah&lt;/span&gt;; his wife Elizabeth was also a descendant of Aaron. Both of them were upright in the sight of God, observing all of the Lord's commandments and regulations blamelessly. But they had no children, because Elizabeth was barren; and they were both well along in years. Once when Zechariah's division was on duty and he was serving as priest before God, he was chosen by lot, according to the custom of the priesthood, to go into the temple of the Lord and burn incense" (Luke 1:5-9).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know from the rest of the story that the exact time Zechariah was chosen by lot to serve inside the temple at the altar of incense, an angel showed up and told him he would have a son. Their son, who they were told to name John would be a joy and delight to them. He would be great and filled with the Holy Spirit from birth, bring back many to the Lord and most importantly, "to make ready a people prepared for the Lord." This confirms what God speaks through his word in Proverbs 16:33: "The lot is cast into the lap, buts its every decision is from the LORD." Chance had nothing to do with Zechariah's call to duty on that special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though luck is not in God's dictionary, it's listed as a noun in ours. For us, this means each chance happening in our lives represents a decision from the Lord and learning to deal with it in positive ways can be a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, how should we approach our good luck? By understanding all good and perfect gifts come from above (James 1:17). Acknowledge God with a grateful heart. Sometimes, I feel like I am casting lots when I choose my check-out line at the grocery store. If the line moves fast and I get out quick, I can thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about bad luck? Zechariah and Elizabeth lived during the time of a horrible king, Herod king of Judea. We too, are living in the time of bad leaders and getting worse. I love the way Proverbs 16:33 goes in &lt;em&gt;"The Message" &lt;/em&gt;translation: &lt;em&gt;"Make your motions and cast your votes; but God has the final say." &lt;/em&gt;Living with bad luck requires trusting in God's Sovereignty in our lives--a lesson I have to learn daily no matter how long I have been listening to and walking with Him. For it is written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" The LORD brings death and makes alive; he brings down to the grave and raises up. The LORD sends poverty and wealth; he humbles and he exalts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash heap; he seats them with princes and has them inherit a throne of honor. For the foundations of the earth are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LORD's&lt;/span&gt;; upon them he has set the world" (1 Samuel 2:6-9).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's got the whole world in his hands." It's truly mind-boggling, but there's something good about knowing "every decision is from the LORD." His truth brings freedom and relief from stress. We don't have to worry so much about doing it right or even doing it wrong. We need just to live for him with a song of thanksgiving in our hearts and the word of God in our mouths, with a goal of bringing glory to his name in whatever we do--mundane or marvelous. Mother Theresa agrees because she once said, "Let none glory in her success but refer all to God in deepest thankfulness; on the other hand, no failure should dishearten her as long as she has done her best." Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6461071677282222236?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6461071677282222236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6461071677282222236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6461071677282222236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6461071677282222236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-something-really-happen-by-chance.html' title='Does Anything Really Happen by Chance?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8337564819530505577</id><published>2008-11-19T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T09:24:08.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About the Listening Heart Bible Study</title><content type='html'>Tired of hamster wheel days? Feeling like there has got to be more in this life? Christians today know that time alone with God is crucial, but we find it increasingly difficult to schedule this time. We know that only by spending part of our day with God, will we hear direction on the satisfying life he intends for us and receive the healing which listening brings. We live in troubled times, the need to discern his voice has become stronger than ever. The truth, however, awaits us all—soul satisfaction can be found listening to the magnificent voice of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do we listen? Why do so many of us solely depend on what popular Bible teachers and pastors have heard from God instead of listening for ourselves? A reliable resource for today’s busy men and women, The Listening Heart provides readers with the inspiration and mentoring they need to spend quality time with God hearing his voice with confidence, despite busy and demanding lifestyles. Readers will experience a study deep enough to grab their attention and simple enough to understand at any level. Once they learn to study God’s word on their own, their life-supporting listening stays active year round. In turn, their ability to hear is never again tied to scheduled studies at church, which can ebb and flow with the seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Listening Heart also expands the readers’ thoughts on obedience to the greatest commandment—to love God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind (Matthew 22:37-38). But the greatest commandment sparks more questions. What does it mean to love God? Why are we commanded to love God three different ways? How can we learn to love God with all of our hearts? With all our souls? With all our minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of spending time alone in God’s word listening, I've uncovered answers to these questions. I also found a more fulfilling life—life beyond my wildest imagination. Now God’s message burns in my heart like a fire, I cannot hold it in. I live to share my discoveries with others so they, too, can find soul satisfaction. The Listening Heart benefits all readers, spiritually and in every area of life. They gain relief from burnout and stress and much more by consistent biblical study and listening for the magnificent voice of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further help listening, please contact me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8337564819530505577?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8337564819530505577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8337564819530505577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8337564819530505577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8337564819530505577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-listening-heart-bible-study.html' title='About the Listening Heart Bible Study'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-108191757993947634</id><published>2008-10-31T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:44:51.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying in Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Call to me and I will answer you and tell you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;great and unsearchable things you do not know.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jeremiah 33:3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When first introduced to this verse, a missionary speaking to my church dubbed it as "God's phone number." Ever since, God's phone number remains top on my contact list. With all of this garbage bombarding us on a daily basis like the wacky economy, unemployment, election chaos, cancer and illness (to name a few), we need someone to call, someone who will listen to our woes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God has provided us with a hot-line and it comes in the form of prayer, but we have to step off the merry-go-round of daily living, sit still for a few minutes and listen. If all we do is call and never listen to the voice at the other end of the line, we won't be able to hear him telling us great and unsearchable things we do not know. I take it God is talking about the future here. We all desire security during troubled times, so I trust finding out what we don't know will give us strength to face any future here on earth, whether bleak or promising. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm asking God again to open the ears of our hearts. Please join me in doing our part by taking some time out of our day to sit still and wait for him to tell us some great stuff. One simple way I have found to listen is to do a media fast--turn off the radio in the car when I am by myself. Silence while driving works. Be creative, I'm sure there are plenty of other things we can turn off or refuse to do to make time for listening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stay in touch and always listen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-108191757993947634?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/108191757993947634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=108191757993947634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/108191757993947634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/108191757993947634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/staying-in-touch.html' title='Staying in Touch'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5486268250426623031</id><published>2008-10-17T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:40:18.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information Update</title><content type='html'>Hello Listening Hearts!&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I had asked you to be praying for the Queen family on the September 22 blog entry, but did not let you know the result of your prayers. Yes, Sandra Queen is perfectly healed. She went home to heaven on Thursday, September 25, 2008. Thank you for praying. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5486268250426623031?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5486268250426623031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5486268250426623031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5486268250426623031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5486268250426623031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/information-update.html' title='Information Update'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4090399647920202408</id><published>2008-10-15T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:00:37.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miracles</title><content type='html'>I'm using a book in my prayer time called, "&lt;em&gt;Loving Your Spouse Through Prayer" &lt;/em&gt;by Cheri Fuller. While praying and reading one morning, God did one of his little miracles in my life that I wanted to share with all of you. For me, God's little miracles tend to be just as exciting as the big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid my concerns at God's feet for my husband (esp. his work) and our nation. We are in difficult times so the chapter on a future and a hope (based on Jeremiah 29:11) was just what the Master Physician ordered that morning as my spiritual RX. Anyhow, after I finished reading the chapter I opened my journal, that just so happens to have a verse or a quote at the top of every page, and guess what verse was there? Jeremiah 29:11!!! Can you believe it? I bet you can. God was saying loud and clear. "This book is exactly where I want you right now, praying for your husband, despite all of this garbage going on around you." And "Yes, I do have plans to prosper you and not to harm you, (no matter who I allow to become president of the USA or if your husband gets laid off again). I have plans to give you a hope and a future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this promise is open to us all, but there is one thing about it that we should not forget. The Israelites were in exile when God gave them this promise. If we are to take hold of our promise, we need to understand that our future and hope is in God, not in homes, money, or even government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul finds rest in God alone;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my salvation come from him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He &lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt; is my rock and my salvation; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 62:1-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May God bless your day with the miracle of hearing his magnificent voice. There is nothing like it in this world. Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4090399647920202408?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4090399647920202408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4090399647920202408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4090399647920202408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4090399647920202408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-miracles.html' title='Little Miracles'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5696488410322865627</id><published>2008-09-22T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:31:34.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray Big</title><content type='html'>Teresa of Avila said, &lt;em&gt;"You pay God a compliment by asking great things of Him." &lt;/em&gt;This quote made me ask myself, "When was the last time I asked great things of God?" My thoughts went to a precious family in my church. The mom has a horrible case of rare bone cancer. Her family has an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; journal (Caring Bridge) that keeps friends and family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apprised&lt;/span&gt; of her condition. When her husband writes his beautiful, God-honoring journal entries he encourages me to take Teresa of Avila's advice. His writings reveal that he is positive God will heal his wife from this cancer. But today she is very weak and on a ventilator. God may choose to heal her completely and perfectly by bringing her home to heaven. Please join me in praying for the Queen family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite his wife's dire condition, his closing remark on today's entry was, "Be alert, stand firm in the faith, be brave and strong. Your every action must be done with love. 1 Cor 16:13-14" I'm inspired by his faith. He compliments God every day by asking Him to do great things. My plan is to pray bigger than I ever have before. What about you? Have you sent any accolades to heaven lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5696488410322865627?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5696488410322865627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5696488410322865627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5696488410322865627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5696488410322865627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/pray-big.html' title='Pray Big'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2938052401477835660</id><published>2008-09-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:38:20.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewed by a Psalm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise the Lord, O my soul;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all my inmost being, praise his holy name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise the LORD, O my soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and forget not all his benefits--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who forgives all your sins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and heals all your diseases,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who redeems your life from the pit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and crowns you with love and compassion, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who satisfies your desires with good things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 103:1-5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few verses say it all, don't they? They give us everything we need to live in this fallen world. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rejuvenate&lt;/span&gt; us and give us strength. I am sad to say, however, that I could not look at this Psalm for a long time. It hurt me deeply not to be able to look at a part of God's precious word. And this all because of a person in ministry who stole from me and hurt me terribly in the name of Jesus. This Psalm was her ministry motto, so every time I ran across it I thought of the horrible time I went through as a result of being involved with her. This happened the first time I became serious about serving God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But God renewed my youth. He took away the cynicism that often comes after growing up and having to deal with not-so-nice people. It took a while, but God healed my heart from the damage betrayal causes. Today I am able to return to these awesome promises and experience the renewal God's Psalms bring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can now tell you that I wouldn't trade that hard place in my life for a pot of gold. During that time, I started to attend &lt;em&gt;Bible Study Fellowship International&lt;/em&gt;, an incredible, intense 7-year study. While there I witnessed a ministry that is obviously ran by the power of prayer and the Holy Spirit. It was like hearing God say, "You have experienced a ministry that is not run on my power, but now you see how it should be done." The lessons I learned put me on the fast track of training how to serve God in a way that pleases him, which was and is the desire of my heart. The promises above tell me that God satisfies our desires with good things and he has surely done that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I pray you can see the same valuable lessons in the trials and tribulations you are experiencing. That God will redeem your life from the pit and fill your crown with the jewels of his love and compassion. May your youth be renewed like the valiant eagle's so you can fly high above the clouds of stress and strife, closer to the SON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2938052401477835660?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2938052401477835660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2938052401477835660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2938052401477835660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2938052401477835660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/09/renewed-by-psalm.html' title='Renewed by a Psalm'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6971787666685936585</id><published>2008-08-26T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T09:19:19.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking the Old Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what the LORD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Stand at the crossroads and look;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ask for the ancient paths,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ask where the good way is, and walk in it,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you will find rest for your souls.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you said, 'We will not walk in it.' "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremiah 6:16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I heard God's voice while reading this verse I wanted to know more about these crossroads and ancient paths. I took my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Strong's&lt;/span&gt; Complete Word Study Concordance&lt;/em&gt; off&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;the shelf and looked up the original Hebrew. I found out to stand at the crossroads and look, God is asking me to examine the pathways of my life, my modes of action. The word ancient or old (in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KJV&lt;/span&gt;) is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olam&lt;/span&gt;. This word describes the span of time in which God is to be obeyed and praised. It also means a very long time. God wants me to ask for this path of obedience and praise. He also promises a reward for doing so--rest for my soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that I understand exactly what God is saying to me, walking God's good path must mean regular self examination, asking myself why I do the things I do. That takes time and reflection. Deep down I really want to walk the old path, but before I realize it, my body has stepped off the trail. Old paths are well worn and safe, so when I do leave the main road, I usually run into the briers of stress and worry. When I worry I am being disobedient, for Jesus said, "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life" . . . (see Matthew 6:25-34). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Despite my mess-ups, I have still managed to figure out that obedience and praise do bring rest to my soul, just like God promises. But, the longer I stay on the old path, the more help I need. In God's Kingdom things are often opposite than the way it works in the world. Usually, practice makes you better, but with God, it makes us more and more dependent and this is where we find the abundant life Jesus promises (John 10:10). The more we listen, the more dependent we are, the more dependent we are, the better our life gets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I pray, &lt;em&gt;"Oh Lord, may it never be said of me that I will not walk on your old path. I am asking you where the good way is. I now know that I need to ask you for the ancient paths regularly. Thank you for the rest you give my soul and all you will give in the future. I love you Lord, with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength. Keep me on your old path. In your precious name I ask all of these things. Amen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6971787666685936585?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6971787666685936585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6971787666685936585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6971787666685936585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6971787666685936585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/walking-old-path.html' title='Walking the Old Path'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7051432420937947936</id><published>2008-08-13T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T05:33:33.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prayer God Always Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Father, glorify your name!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 12:28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“In this brief exchange we learn everything we will need to know about prayer and what it means to follow God in this life. For in every situation you’ll encounter you will be offered two options in prayer: “Father, save me,” or “Father, glorify your name!” One will lead you to frustration and disillusionment; the other to the greatest wonders in God’s heart.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From &lt;em&gt;He Loves Me: Learning to Live in the Father's Affection by &lt;/em&gt;Wayne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jacobsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had a choice between two prayers: "Father, save me from this hour" (John 12:27) or "Father, glorify your name!" We have the same choice. We can constantly beg to be saved from our trials and pain or we can purposefully pray, "Father, glorify your name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read the statement above by Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacobsen&lt;/span&gt;, it struck a chord in my heart. I immediately began to count the many times I prayed to God and asked him to take away the troubles set before me--"Oh Father, save me from this hour--this week--this month!" No wonder I have been so frustrated. I couldn't count them. I had prayed "Father, save me" way too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I want to avoid frustration and disillusionment completely. To do that I have to change my mindset. To pray, "Father, glorify your name!" requires trust. Jesus had perfect confidence in and dependence on his Father. By his choice to pray, "Father, glorify your name!" and die on the cross for all mankind he made it possible for me and you to have complete trust, too. We just have to hold on tight on not let go of his promises. Oh, the unspeakable joy we can experience as we discover the greatest wonders in God's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls." 1 Peter 1:8-9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, glorify your name! Amen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7051432420937947936?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7051432420937947936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7051432420937947936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7051432420937947936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7051432420937947936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/08/prayer-god-always-answers.html' title='The Prayer God Always Answers'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6139611699582369103</id><published>2008-07-21T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:29:29.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Confession Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. . . for we have made a lie our refuge &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and falsehood our hiding place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 28:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since confession is agreeing with God that we are not living or thinking right, I get the feeling God desires us to get to the root of our problems. Most of us don't set out in the morning saying, I am going to sin today, so searching for the reason we do the things we do will help us find the solution to our dilemma. The verse above reveals one of the main reasons we mess up. When we believe lies they become our refuge and hiding place in place our loving God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let me explain. Since the beginning of time Satan has tried to convince us that our worth is dependent on what we do and what other people think about us. Satan's lie has a ripple affect on our lives and messes up our thinking. This false belief convinces us that: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. We must meet certain standards to feel good about ourselves (this leads to fear of failure, perfectionism).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. We must be approved by certain others to feel good about ourselves, otherwise know as the performance trap (this leads to fear of rejection and attempts to please others at any cost).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Those who fail (including ourselves) are unworthy of love and deserve to be punished, otherwise known as the blame game (this leads to fear of punishment and propensity to punish others).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. We are hopeless and incapable of change (this leads to feelings of shame and hopelessness).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This totally wrong belief system holds within it the root of most of our problems as Christians and ultimately leads us into withdrawal from the genuine living God intends and loving others (even ourselves). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God counteracts these lies with his truth-Our worth equals what God says about us. What does God say about us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. He says that we are justified by faith (Romans 5:1-2). This makes us completely forgiven and fully pleasing to God. We no longer have to fear failure, manipulate others or strive for perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. He says that we are reconciled by Christ's physical body through death to present us holy in his sight, without blemish and free of accusation (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 1:21-22). We no longer have fear rejection or please others at any cost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. He says that he loves us so much that he made atonement for our sin (I John 4:9-10). We no longer have to fear punishment or punish others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. He says that we are brand new, changed forever and complete in Christ (2 Corinthians 5:17). We no longer have to experience the pain of shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When we think about why we do the things we do and agree with (confess to) God when we have done them, He will then teach us how to exchange lies for his truth. This great exchange brings liberty and godly richness into our lives. Praise the LORD! Let freedom ring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6139611699582369103?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6139611699582369103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6139611699582369103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6139611699582369103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6139611699582369103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/true-confession-part-2.html' title='True Confession Part 2'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3099518919386983342</id><published>2008-07-09T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T05:26:57.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Listening Heart Learns About True Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Return, O Israel, to the Lord your God, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for your sins have brought you down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring your confessions, and return to the Lord. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say to him, “Forgive all our sins and graciously receive us, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so that we may offer you our praises. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assyria cannot save us, nor can our warhorses. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never again will we say to the idols we have made, ‘You are our gods.’ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, in you alone do the orphans find mercy.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hosea 14:1-3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Confession means to agree with. This tells us that with God, confession cannot mean making a comprehensive list of our sins and reading them off to him, the way we usually think it should be done. Confession must mean then that we are to agree with God about a certain sin his Holy Spirit has convicted us about. The verses from Hosea above show that we agree with God in three simple ways: 1) Agreeing with God (our sins have brought us down) 2) Claiming his forgiveness (forgive our sins and graciously receive us) 3) Turning to God--repentance (Assyria cannot save us . . . never again will we say to the idols we have made, 'You are our gods')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my reading and studies, I have been profoundly affected by the book, &lt;em&gt;The Search for Significance: Seeing Your True Worth through God's Eyes &lt;/em&gt;by Robert S. McGee. I'm not the only one. Billy Graham said that &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; Christian should read this book. Mr. McGee describes confession best, he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confession does not make us forgiven. We have forgiveness because Christ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;died to pay for our sins. Confession is a means for us to experience our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgiveness, not a means to obtain it. Confession should be done with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;an attitude of repentance, which involves turning away from sin and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;turning to God. Repentance is not a matter of feeling sorry just because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we got caught. True Confession causes us to reject sin because it grieves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord. Confession enables us to experience our forgiveness and enjoy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our fellowship with God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In turn agreeing with God can look like this--Turning to the LORD and taking with us words along these lines:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You are the Potter, I am the clay. I sinned when I ________________. I understand that I am completely forgiven through your precious Son's death on the cross. From your word I know and agree with you that I am deeply loved, complete, accepted and pleasing to you, even though I don't act like it sometimes. I now choose to act like the child of the King that I am. I will turn away from falsehood and turn towards the truth for you are the way and the truth and the life. I will honor your holy name by ______________________.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3099518919386983342?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3099518919386983342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3099518919386983342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3099518919386983342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3099518919386983342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/07/listening-heart-learns-about-true.html' title='A Listening Heart Learns About True Confession'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7980528152613012245</id><published>2008-06-20T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T05:40:17.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand in Awe of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guard your steps when you go to the house of God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go near to &lt;strong&gt;listen&lt;/strong&gt; rather than to offer the sacrifice of fools,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who do not know that they do wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Much dreaming and many words are meaningless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore stand in awe of God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ecclesiastes 5:1, 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You probably won't be surprised that whenever I read the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;in God's word, I always linger a while and mark my Bible in some way. The passage written above is no different. We are to guard our steps when we go to church. Why would we need to watch the way we walk on the way to God's house? After looking closely at the first seven verses of Ecclesiastes 5, I see that they deal mostly with words of advice on proper worship. And since &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;listening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in the Old Testament is closely connected with obedience, God must be asking us to check ourselves before we worship. Are you and I walking in obedience or as a fool who worships God without even realizing that he or she has done anything wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In these seven verses on worship we receive simple ways to improve our worship like not being quick with our mouths and keeping it simple--if we make a vow keep it. God is in heaven and we are on earth so let our words be few. So our hearing must be improved when we check our worship, check our mouths and check our steps. That way I hear it, we need to make our best effort to be purposeful when we head to church, not haphazard (like the fool who talks too much and thinks he or she always does it right).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore may we all stand in awe in awe of our incredible God! He deserves pure worship with our ears open and our mouths shut. And maybe we should take off our shoes, too, while we are there (Exodus 3:5).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7980528152613012245?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7980528152613012245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7980528152613012245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7980528152613012245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7980528152613012245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/stand-in-awe-of-god.html' title='Stand in Awe of God'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7280969658725342850</id><published>2008-06-11T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T06:05:42.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little More on Warfare Praying</title><content type='html'>The Apostle Paul often uses the language of warfare. When he does, we should pay attention and listen to God's voice through his word because this is where we learn. This morning in my quiet time God laid out three major ways to improve our battle tactics, some new, some old, some re-discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Clothe yourselves with the Lord Jesus Christ. (Romans 13:11-14)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put on the full Armor of God. (Ephesians 6:10-20)&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow God's instructions in 1st and 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Timothy. Fight the good fight (1 Timothy 1:18) and endure hardship like a good soldier of Jesus Christ (2 Timothy 2:3-4), desiring to please our commanding officer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand strong. We are more than conquerors through him who loves us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7280969658725342850?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7280969658725342850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7280969658725342850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7280969658725342850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7280969658725342850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-more-on-warfare-praying.html' title='A Little More on Warfare Praying'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4228725386762736721</id><published>2008-06-06T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T05:58:29.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warfare Praying</title><content type='html'>Recently, while studying I ran across the phrase, “warfare praying,” in Warren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt;’s BE (Bible Expository) Commentary. God used that phrase to send me on a new adventure in learning. In Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wiersbe's&lt;/span&gt; teaching on 2 Corinthians 10:1-6 he wrote about how he met weekly with three pastor friends and together they united in “warfare praying.” They claimed God’s promise to cast down the wrong thinking that was keeping people from surrendering to God; and God did great things in the lives of many people for whom they interceded. Once the walls in the mind have been town down, the door to the heart can be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking God to teach me all about effective warfare praying. I desire to learn about this for all of you, my family (including my church family), and ultimately for all of the unsaved people who may read this blog, so the doors of many hearts will be opened. This caused me to go on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;google&lt;/span&gt; adventure to find Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt; and ask him about the way he prayed. I found him at the Sherwood Baptist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chuch&lt;/span&gt; in Albany, GA of all places and wrote to him. They have a ministry there to pastors called 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ProphetU&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.warrenwiersbe.org/"&gt;www.warrenwiersbe.org&lt;/a&gt;) and have an online bookstore (&lt;a href="http://www.sherwoodbaptist.net/"&gt;www.SherwoodBaptist.net&lt;/a&gt;). Michael Catt, the editor of 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ProphetU&lt;/span&gt;, wrote me back and said Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt; is 79 years old and retired and does not e-mail, but is still writing and would forward my letter to him. He advised me to order the book by Warren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt; called, The Strategies of Satan, which I plan to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I found Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt; at his 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ProphetU&lt;/span&gt; Online Ministry, I was led to Sherwood Baptist's Book store that features a lot of his books. He has a new one which I ordered even before Mr. Catt wrote me back. It's called &lt;em&gt;Life Sentences: Discover the KEY THEMES of 63 Bible Characters. What sentence will sum up your life? &lt;/em&gt;He spends about 4-5 pages on each character that ranges from The LORD GOD himself to Phoebe (Old and New Testament Characters). He even writes about his own life sentence. He is number 64. He wrote that he is not worthy to be classed with the Bible greats mentioned in his book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, back to my adventure. Within a day of praying to God and asking him to teach me about warfare praying, I received an answer. While reading in the Psalms, God made a promise in Psalm 144:1: “Praise be to the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.” I like that he is trains our fingers, because this is how most of God’s ministry is done—through writing sermons, lessons, letters, studies, books (especially the world’s greatest book, The Holy Bible) and online ministries like Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt;’s. “The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world”(2 Corinthians 10:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted on what I learn about fighting with weapons that are out of this world. Mostly, what he has shown me so far is what I already know: 1. Keep my armor of God in place. 2. Stay alert at all times. 3. Pray without ceasing. I have also found out that you can pray even while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jazzercising&lt;/span&gt;. While dancing and jumping around we often do boxing moves, punching and uppercuts. Whenever I punch, I punch out the devil and all of his team--in my life and those I pray for. That would be YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STAND STRONG IN THE LORD AND IN HIS MIGHTY POWER!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4228725386762736721?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4228725386762736721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4228725386762736721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4228725386762736721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4228725386762736721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/06/warfare-praying.html' title='Warfare Praying'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3735911351404899780</id><published>2008-05-30T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T05:27:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Strength for Today, Receiving Hope for Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Struggling with "Blue Mondays" and the issues of life, I went to Sunday School to teach a lesson on crisis that leads to contrition. As God often does, the teacher learned more than the students. As we continued our study on Jacob wrestling with God found in Genesis 32 and compared his challenges with our own, God repeated one of his messages. Last Sunday morning I heard, again, how God desires to show us the "path of life" (see May 13, 2008 blog entry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought about the many who have gone before, I asked myself, "How does knowing that many have gone before us help us stay on the path? By doing what they did, of course. The Holy Spirit led me to Hebrews 12:1-3 that tells what they did. The New Living Version does a great job bringing it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of witnesses to the life of faith (all found in Hebrews 11), let us &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;race that God has set before us. We do this by keeping our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith. Because of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;beside God's throne. Think of all the hostility he endured from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sinful people; then you won't become weary and give up."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So what is it that we have to do to stay on the path?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Strip off every weight that slows us down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Let us run the race God has set before us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Keep our eyes on Jesus, the originator and perfecter of our faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Think about all Jesus went through--survey the wondrous cross.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you and I do these things we have the guarantee from God that we will find the strength to overcome weariness and not give up. This promise holds the gift of hope for tomorrow. Can you hear him? He is standing on the sidelines shouting: "I know you can stay on the path!" "Don't ever give up!" "I'm here with you and will never leave you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;". . . He has given us his very great and precious promises"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Peter 1:4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a powerful day! Amen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3735911351404899780?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3735911351404899780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3735911351404899780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3735911351404899780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3735911351404899780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/finding-strength-for-today-receiving.html' title='Finding Strength for Today, Receiving Hope for Tomorrow'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3910512181674764635</id><published>2008-05-20T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T07:18:53.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear my prayer, O LORD God Almighty;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;listen to me, O God of Jacob.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 84:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had one of those days where you went from stress to stress instead of from strength to strength (Psalm 84:7)? Going from stress to stress described my day yesterday. It started out with a lot of little things and then ended up with a big thing that just blows my mind.&lt;br /&gt;God has kept me in Psalm 84 for weeks now, which helped me through my blue Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last phone call of the evening was from my crying brother. His best friend in the whole world had shot himself after leaving a note that said he couldn't take the pain any more. My heart began to break again, not only for my brother but for this precious mother who now has to bury the last of her five children. She has been through so much, I can't comprehend how she can bear it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first son, was an invalid for years from a rare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;debilitating&lt;/span&gt; disease that destroys every muscle in your body. This horrible condition left him blind, unable to hear, speak, or move. Soon after her first child died, her youngest twin daughters were diagnosed with the same disease. But once this hereditary disease showed up in them, doctors began experimenting with bone marrow transplants and other things to no avail. Both of these beautiful girls died within months of each other. Years later her second son shot himself, because his wife left him, leaving her with her third and last son. Recently, her last son got a strange virus that moved to his heart, almost killing him. He had open heart surgery to save his life and seemed to be doing better, but obviously was still in a lot of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that she is strong in her faith, despite her life journey. As I lift her up in prayer, I can't imagine how she must feel after losing all five of her children. She is not much different than Job. In these matters we cannot understand, God asks us to lean not on our own understanding, but in all our ways acknowledge him, and he will make our paths straight.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my mind is boggled, I know I have a choice whether to trust God in all these messes this sinful world creates or not to trust him and become bitter. I choose to trust because God's word promises:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O LORD Almighty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blessed is the man (woman) who trusts in you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Psalm 84:12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed and please join me in praying for this hurting family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3910512181674764635?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3910512181674764635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3910512181674764635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3910512181674764635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3910512181674764635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/blue-monday.html' title='Blue Monday'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2154695613086128962</id><published>2008-05-13T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:28:24.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Path of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will make known to me the path of life;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will fill me with joy in your presence,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;with eternal pleasures at your right hand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 16:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is ready and willing to show us the road of life. Are we paying close attention to what he has made known about this path? He has repeatedly shown me this road represents our pilgrimage, many have gone before us. There are times we pass through the Valley of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Baca&lt;/span&gt; (Psalm 84:5). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baca&lt;/span&gt; means weeping. We will cry on the way to our holy place, heaven, but he blesses us with the joy of his presence during our entire journey--bumpy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;back-roads&lt;/span&gt;, potholes, smooth super-highways and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's passing through the Valley of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Baca&lt;/span&gt;, however, that leads us to contrition. Contrition means to be smitten, maimed, dejected or sad. Jacob experienced being contrite when he wrestled with God all night long. Jacob was so determined, it is written that the man (God) could not overpower him.* Finally, God touched the socket of Jacob's hip so that his hip was maimed. He walked with a limp for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob's hip represents our human pride. Most of us are downright hard-headed (I know I am), but once we wrestle with God and allow him to show us how to be broken-hearted, dejected and sad over our pride and sin, miracles begin to occur. Like Jacob, we receive a new name and a mission, the path of life becomes clear. This happens when we have the same mindset of Jacob: "I will not let you go unless you bless me" (Genesis 32:26). We are less likely to stray off the path, if we hold on tight to God every moment of every day, living totally dependent on him. The good news is he has a firm grip on us, even if we let go and roam off the well worn road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if our path leads us through valleys or over mountain-tops, God remains faithful. He dries ours tears, clears our confusion, and protects us fiercely. Nothing can separate us from his love. The path of life consists of total surrender to a totally trustworthy God. Is my listening heart limping? I pray so. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*read story found in Genesis 32:22-32&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2154695613086128962?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2154695613086128962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2154695613086128962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2154695613086128962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2154695613086128962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/path-of-life.html' title='The Path of Life'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8296279674966672095</id><published>2008-05-06T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:20:49.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Listening Your Motto</title><content type='html'>The Psalmist in Psalm 85:8 wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will listen to what God the LORD will say"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;is the Hebrew word for listening. It means to hear intelligently. This word takes on the connotation of obedience in certain contexts, especially in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Deut.&lt;/span&gt; 6:3-4 when God told the Israelites through Moses to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hear, O Israel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He told them to be careful to obey and to love God with all the hearts, with all their souls, and with all their strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has spoken the 66 Books of the Holy Bible into existence. He speaks through his people. He speaks through his creation (Psalm 19). He also says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But oh, that my people would listen to me" (Psalm 81:13)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is talking, but who is listening? He waits ever so patiently for us to hear what he has to say. When we do, he gives us the strength to obey. Why not make listening to God your personal motto? In turn, God will make you like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not whither. Whatever he does prospers (from Psalm 1). God wants to help us obey and bring his promises to life in all of us. I know this from personal experience. Besides, he has been fulfilling his word for eons and won't ever stop. Will you do your part by listening?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8296279674966672095?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8296279674966672095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8296279674966672095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8296279674966672095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8296279674966672095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/05/make-listening-your-motto.html' title='Make Listening Your Motto'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-4858406516318823289</id><published>2008-04-29T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T08:14:05.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potter's Molding Hands</title><content type='html'>Pottery making is one of the oldest crafts of civilized man. It should not surprise us then that God uses the illustration of the potter and the clay to demonstrate his power in the destinies of men. Like clay, we are made from the dust of the earth. With his hands God formed the first man, Adam. God chose to breathe into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living soul. God beamed with pride as he looked at Adam and all that he created, and it was very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came Jacob, whose name means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;supplanter&lt;/span&gt;. He was more deceptive than an advertisement touting before and after photos. He used his cunning tactics to purchase his firstborn brother’s (Esau’s) birthright for the paltry sum of a pot of stew. Back in those days the firstborn’s birthright was quite valuable. It consisted of a double portion of the father’s inheritance, but for Jacob as one of three main patriarchs it meant so much more. For him the birthright embraced chieftainship, rule over the entire family, and the title of the blessing of promise (Genesis 27:4, 27-29). This promise included future possession of Canaan and of covenant fellowship with Jehovah God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Jacob lived up to his namesake, God said, “I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac and the God of Jacob” (Exodus 3:6). This astounds me to no end. Why would God want to be closely associated with liars and deceivers? Author Cecil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Murphey&lt;/span&gt; put this question in proper perspective when he said, “If I can figure out a reason for God's love, I have the wrong answer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though Jacob was chosen to rule with God over the nation of Israel, the truth remains that God wants to spend time alone with you and me just as much as he wanted to spend time with Jacob. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t matter if we rule a nation or just a little house in Georgia, like I do. God loves us and wants a vibrant and growing relationship with each and every one of us. He so wants to speak to us and give us new life. Now that’s nothing short of amazing grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, most of the time we don’t choose to get alone with God until things get hairy. My grandfather had a saying about those who get into trouble, he said, “She’s done spread her potatoes and got her pan burnt.” We spread our potatoes and when things get burned and Jesus shows up, we wrestle all night long saying things like, “Why am I praying for my addicted loved one when nothing seems to change?” “Why does my child have to suffer with this horrible disease?” Why does every one in the family have to argue about how to care for our Alzheimer’s patient parent? You get the picture. Fill in the blank—“Why___________ ?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we would just take some time to spend with Jesus allowing him to mold us as he sees fit, he would answer our questions his way (many times with a question—“Why do you ask my name?” see Jacob's molding in Genesis 32:22-32). He wants us to hold on tight and listen so he can bless us there (Genesis 32:26 &amp;amp; 29).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-4858406516318823289?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4858406516318823289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=4858406516318823289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4858406516318823289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/4858406516318823289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/potters-molding-hands.html' title='The Potter&apos;s Molding Hands'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-3356731606586004624</id><published>2008-04-23T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T05:44:19.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening from Weird Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday morning I woke to my husband watching TV out in the living room which is very rare. As I went about my regular morning stuff I couldn't believe my ears. An orchestra on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IFC&lt;/span&gt; channel was playing "The Old Rugged Cross." As I peaked out of the kitchen to see who it was on TV playing this old hymn, I saw the camera focused on one member of the orchestra-Woody Allen, a Jew, playing a classic Christian hymn of the faith on a clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was really weird so I thought I better pay attention to what God was saying. Ever since, the tune has been stuck in my head so I went to my book shelf and pulled down my hymn book and prayed this hymn (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;listening hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; often use their hymn books to pray). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The cool thing about listening to God in weird places is that hearing this song answered prayers. As I begin to write the follow-up study to “The Listening Heart,” I ask God which hymns he wants to use for each week of study (each one of my chapters has a hymn of prayer at the end of it). I actually have three follow-up books. Each one deals with listening to a personality of the trinity. The one I am working on now is called, “Hearts Who Listen for the Potter’s Voice: Recognizing the Molding Hands of God the Father.” It is based on Genesis 32:22-32, Jacob’s wrestling with God. This hymn is perfect for Chapter Three: Hands Thoroughly Acquainted with Clay: Clinging to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this old hymn get stuck in your head and heart this week like it did in mine. As we listen to the message from God found in it, we can learn what it means to be ever true to that "Old Rugged Cross."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE OLD RUGGED CROSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bennard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1873-1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,&lt;br /&gt;The emblem of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;suff&lt;/span&gt;’ring and shame;&lt;br /&gt;And I love that old cross where the dearest and best&lt;br /&gt;for a world of lost sinners was slain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,&lt;br /&gt;Has a wondrous attraction for me;&lt;br /&gt;For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above,&lt;br /&gt;To bear it to dark Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,&lt;br /&gt;Such a wonderful beauty I see;&lt;br /&gt;For ‘twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,&lt;br /&gt;To pardon and sanctify me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the old rugged cross I will ever be true,&lt;br /&gt;Its shame and reproach gladly bear;&lt;br /&gt;Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,&lt;br /&gt;Where His glory forever I’ll share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down;&lt;br /&gt;I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it someday for a crown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Clinging to God with You, Susan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-3356731606586004624?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3356731606586004624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=3356731606586004624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3356731606586004624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/3356731606586004624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/listening-from-weird-places.html' title='Listening from Weird Places'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1045224286756865411</id><published>2008-04-17T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T05:59:02.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer to prayer</title><content type='html'>I asked God to establish a stronghold of truth in our hearts as I wrote the entry on Monday, April 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. He answered that prayer by having the following quote right at the top of the page of the journal I wrote in today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I can think of myself as loved, I can love and accept others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I see myself as forgiven, I can be gracious toward others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I see myself as powerful, I can do what I know is right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I see myself as full, I can give myself freely to others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Kathy Peel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sweet friends, live loved, completely forgiven, totally accepted, and as the new creation you are and watch what God can do through you to change the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1045224286756865411?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1045224286756865411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1045224286756865411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1045224286756865411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1045224286756865411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/answer-to-prayer.html' title='Answer to prayer'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1740964692706627464</id><published>2008-04-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:04:33.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Establishing a Stronghold of Truth</title><content type='html'>I have been inspired by a recent study I have done with my Sunday School class called, &lt;strong&gt;"The Search for Significance: Seeing Your True Worth Through God's Eyes"&lt;/strong&gt; by Robert S. McGee. I am not the only one inspired by this book, on the cover, Billy Graham wrote, "The Search for Significance should be read by every Christian."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of the book is to teach us how to replace Satan's lie: Your Worth=Your Performance+Others' Opinions with God's Truth: Your Worth=What God Says about You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to share four of the most important things God say about you. Post them on note cards and put them in important places so you can look them over regularly. Allow these truths to renew your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reject the lie Satan wants you to believe that those who fail (including you) are unworthy of love and deserve to be blamed and condemned and replace it with the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am completely loved by God (1 John 4:9-10).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reject the lie Satan wants you to believe that you must meet certain standards to feel good about yourself with the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am completely forgiven and am fully pleasing to God (Romans 5:1).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Reject the lie Satan wants you to believe that you must be approved (accepted) by certain others to feel good about yourself with the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am totally accepted by God (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Colossians&lt;/span&gt; 1:21-22).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Reject the lie Satan wants you to believe that you are what you are, you cannot change, you are hopeless with the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a new creation, complete in Christ (2 Corinthians 5:17).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray as we establish a stronghold of truth together we will instantly recognize these false beliefs and replace them with the truth of God's Word. Then we can live victoriously the way God intends for us to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us" (Romans 8:37).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1740964692706627464?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1740964692706627464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1740964692706627464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1740964692706627464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1740964692706627464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/establishing-stronghold-of-truth.html' title='Establishing a Stronghold of Truth'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8659745496349074332</id><published>2008-04-01T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T06:40:34.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Using Our Weapons</title><content type='html'>Either my eyes have been opened or there is more spiritual warfare against myself and those God puts in my path than ever before. God's word tells us that we are equipped for battle with the full armor of God and that our enemy is invisible (Ephesians 6:10-20). The weapons we fight with are not anything like the weapons of the world. Paul gives us a little more insight into how it all works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For though we live in the world, we do not wage war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;as the world does. The weapons we fight with are not the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;power to demolish strongholds. We demolish arguments &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;of God, and we take captive every thought to make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;obedient to Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Corinthians 10: 3-5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't you have people in your life whose walls of resistance in their minds are as high and thick as the walls of Jericho? What are these walls made up of? To name a few, there are hefty doses of pride, bitterness, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unforgiveness&lt;/span&gt;. And for some, these walls are strengthened by drugs and alcohol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While studying this 2 Corinthians passage I read an enlightening commentary by Warren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wiersbe&lt;/span&gt; in which he wrote about Paul's attitude towards these walls of resistance:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul's attitude of humility (as he wrote 2 Corinthians 10) was actually &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one of his strongest weapons, for pride plays right into the hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;of Satan. The meek Son of God had far more power than Pilate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(see John 19:11), and he proved it. Paul used spiritual weapons &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tear down the opposition-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prayer, the Word of God, Love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Power of the Spirit at work in his life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He did not depend on personality, human abilities, or even the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;authority he had as an apostle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am asking you to stand in the gap with me for those we love, whose minds are opposed to the truth of God's Word. Let's be alert and use our weapons every day. We also must listen to our Commander, trusting and obeying him so the walls will come tumbling down. He may even ask us to do some weird stuff like he did with the Israelites in Jericho (Joshua 6). Marching around a city wall seven times and shouting doesn't seem like an effective way to tear down a super-thick city wall, but obeying God produces amazing results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought it was very strange that God has recently lead me to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;re-baptized&lt;/span&gt;, even though I have been walking faithfully with him for over twenty years. I feel strongly led to get my baptism in the proper order. I was baptized at 11 years old but did not fully surrender to the Lord until 1987, at age 27. I also want to announce to the world that I am dead to myself and living for God in this full time writing and prayer ministry. And you know what? I can already see some cracks forming in the walls of those around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Use your weapons of prayer, God's Word, love, and allow the Spirit to work through you. Trust in his divine power to tear down the strongholds. I can hear the thunder of the walls crashing down even now. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8659745496349074332?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8659745496349074332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8659745496349074332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8659745496349074332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8659745496349074332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/04/using-our-weapons.html' title='Using Our Weapons'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-1198311852011451606</id><published>2008-03-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T10:23:17.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Love</title><content type='html'>I read a great quote this morning by Gloria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gaither&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is the seed of all hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is the enticement to trust,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to risk, to try, to go on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since God is love, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;represents&lt;/span&gt; the seed of all hope. As a battle weary soldier of Christ, this reminder was a glimmer of light in a dark cave. After losing my sweet mom and recovering from major surgery over the last six weeks and many other issues, I have had a hard time processing all the changes, not only in my daily life, but in my heart and my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I move forward in life and ministry, God entices me to trust, to risk, to try, to go on. I can see my Master Coach on the sidelines now, with his hands around his mouth calling "You can do it. I'm with you all the way." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How sweet it is to know this love that passes all human understanding. He will help me deal with my own grief and the grief of my family members. He will never leave me alone. A comforting old hymn just came to mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because He Lives&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Gloria Gaither and William J. Gaither&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God sent His Son, they called Him Jesus; He came to love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heal and forgive; He lived and died to buy my pardon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An empty grave is there to prove my Savior lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because He lives I can face tomorrow; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because He lives all fear is gone; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because I know He holds the future,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And life is worth the living just because He lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How sweet to hold a newborn baby, And feel the pride,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and joy He gives; But greater still the calm assurance,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This child can face uncertain days because He lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then one day I'll cross the river; I'll flight life's final&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;war with pain; And then as death gives way to victory,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll see the lights of glory and I'll know He lives.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can face tomorrow. His love drives out the fear. I know He holds the future. He alone makes life worth living. HE LIVES!! Amen. When I listen, I hear his precious words of comfort and assurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Note: How strange that the hymn God's Spirit led me to while writing this entry is written by the same person whose quote encouraged me. God's ways are mysterious. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-1198311852011451606?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1198311852011451606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=1198311852011451606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1198311852011451606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/1198311852011451606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-is-love.html' title='God is Love'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8266783833856041976</id><published>2008-03-17T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:20:17.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearts Who Listen</title><content type='html'>When I think about the phrase “give ear,” it sparks a memory from my grade school years. Endless motion and school work filled our days, but when it was time for lessons, the teacher demanded undivided attention. My teacher said, “Sit down, eyes on me, it’s time to put on our listening ears.” As we settled down and faced her, we clicked each listening ear securely into place. Only then did she begin to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult life often mirrors those of elementary children’s. Modern living brims with non-stop activity. No longer in school, however, we do grown-up things and time spent with our Master Teacher slips away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could my childhood memory embody a solution to gaining some time alone with Jesus? After all, Jesus said, “I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;). The difference between grade school and now is that our Master Teacher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t demand attention. He simply repeats an invitation to all: “Come to me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our spiritual life, hearts do the listening. If we desire to hear, we are obliged to give Jesus full access to our heart. When we do, miracles occur and true love blossoms. While giving ear, Jesus’ love stimulates a hunger to know him in deeper ways. One way to hear his voice involves a treasure hunt, digging into the richness found in God’s word. It’s not surprising that when God asks us to “hear” it means much more than we think. It means to hear intelligently with diligent obedience and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I gave my ear (my listening heart) to Jesus long ago, I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; experienced hearing impairment because I failed to come to him on a regular basis. I finally learned how to sharpen my hearing ability—spend time alone with God and his Holy Bible every day. During heartfelt listening, distractions lose their draw and God supernaturally invigorates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we listen to Jesus’ voice, his words speak directly to our hearts—words we are able to obey, not because we have to, but because we want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adventurous life awaits hearts who listen. How about beginning a journey today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8266783833856041976?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8266783833856041976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8266783833856041976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8266783833856041976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8266783833856041976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/hearts-who-listen_17.html' title='Hearts Who Listen'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-8598552831539193761</id><published>2008-03-15T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:21:07.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bright New Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has made everything beautiful in its time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has also set eternity in the hearts of men;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet they cannot fathom what God has done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from beginning to end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the early morning hour, we are at our purest and strongest. Ready to face a new day, it would be a great time to ask God to keep us that way. In her hymn, &lt;em&gt;God, Who Touches Earth with Beauty, &lt;/em&gt;Mary S. Edgar guides us in a prayer that keeps eternity in our hearts and minds and asks God to keep us pure and strong and true throughout each day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God, who touches earth with beauty, Make me lovely, too;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Your Spirit recreate me, Make my heart anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the springs and running waters, Make me crystal pure;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the rocks of towering grandeur, Make me strong and sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the shining waves in sunlight, Make me glad and free;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the straightness of the pine trees, Let me upright be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the arching of the heavens, Lift my thoughts above;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turn my dreams to noble action, Ministries of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God, who touches earth with beauty, Make me lovely, too;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep me ever, by your Spirit, Pure and strong and true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Words Copyright by Mary S. Edgar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May we never forget what God has set in our hearts--eternity. Then we can remain heavenly minded while being of earthly good, praising and serving our worthy God, making a difference for eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep your springs running freely and shine bright for Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-8598552831539193761?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8598552831539193761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=8598552831539193761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8598552831539193761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/8598552831539193761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/bright-new-day.html' title='A Bright New Day'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6062325972458055815</id><published>2008-03-11T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T06:03:24.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dispelling the Big Lie about the Good News</title><content type='html'>Some of us view certain delivery methods of the Gospel as negative. How can the good news include bad news? Is this possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A threefold problem arises when the good news is delivered, however, no matter what the method because: 1. The Gospel reveals that we are sinners. This is hard to hear. 2. The Gospel proves there is only one way to fix our problem and it is not do-it-yourself. This hurts our pride. 3. The Gospel makes known the fact that our time is limited. We don’t like being pushed to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Prince of this world, Satan, gets involved. The father of lies convinces us that if we deliver the gospel leaving out the part that hurts people’s feelings, we will get more converts. In other words, if we do it right—the way Jesus did—we will be successful every time. There is nothing farther from the truth. Yes, Jesus emanates kindness and mercy, but he speaks the truth in love and there are times when the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let’s first take a look at exactly what the good news entails: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Now, brothers, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you,&lt;br /&gt;which you received and on which you have taken your stand. By this&lt;br /&gt;gospel you are saved, if you hold firmly to the word I preached to you. Otherwise, you have believed in vain. For what I received I passed on&lt;br /&gt;to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to&lt;br /&gt;the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day&lt;br /&gt;according to the Scriptures, and that he appeared to Peter, and then to&lt;br /&gt;the Twelve” (1 Corinthians 15:1-5).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most negative thing here is the fact that Jesus died for our sins. Why did my sins and your sins nail him to a cruel cross at Calvary?&lt;br /&gt;1. God’s purpose for our lives includes peace and life, but most of us are not having this experience. Jesus said, “I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly” (John 10:10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NKJV&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.We choose to disobey God by attempting to run our own lives. We ignore his way to peace and life which results in separation from God. “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” (Romans 3:23&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;3.Through the ages, we have tried in many ways to bridge this gap, without success. “There is a way that seems right to man, but in the end it leads to death” (Proverbs 14:12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;4. Jesus Christ is the only answer to our problem. He paid the penalty for our sins of going our own way. Jesus built the bridge between God and people with a cross. “But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;5. We must trust Jesus Christ to save us from our sins and receive him by personal invitation and we only have one chance—this life—to do so. “If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised him from the dead, you will be saved” (Romans 10:9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NKJV&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This represents the greatest of all news! We have a problem that we cannot solve—separation from our holy God. God solved it through giving us his one and only Son, that whoever believes—clings to, relies on, and trusts in him should not perish but have everlasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paul said the gospel is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes (Romans 1:16). Does that mean if we leave parts of the gospel out it loses power? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Isn&lt;/span&gt;’t this exactly what Satan wants to accomplish through his lies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is even more news to the good news! The Scriptures dispel Satan’s lie that if we give the gospel without any negative connotations we will be doing it Jesus’ way and in turn, be successful every time. Newsflash (that’s really old news)—Jesus did not win every person he spoke to for God. In Mark 10:17-31 Jesus spoke to a rich young man about eternal life. This man did not like being told he was a sinner. He had convinced himself that he kept every commandment since childhood. His pride was hurt because God’s plan for eternal life meant putting God above all of his material wealth that he had worked so hard to attain. Jesus' good news caused a storm to erupt in his heart. He walked away from Jesus sad, without the precious gift of salvation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jesus was never politically correct either. He told the woman at the well straight to her face that her religion was wrong (John 4:1-26). But she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t walk away sad, she skipped away filled with the living water of eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Paul said it best when he wrote, “But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the smell of death; to the other, the fragrance of life. And who is equal to such a task?” (2 Corinthians 2:14-16) Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6062325972458055815?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6062325972458055815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6062325972458055815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6062325972458055815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6062325972458055815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/dispelling-big-lie-about-good-news.html' title='Dispelling the Big Lie about the Good News'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-2088618915588810615</id><published>2008-03-04T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T06:41:26.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beloved Mother</title><content type='html'>After a long battle with countless medical issues, my mom went home to live with Jesus on Thursday, February 28, 2008. I wanted to share the eulogy I wrote with you. She was strong and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;courageous&lt;/span&gt; to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ZENNIE&lt;/span&gt; HILDA BROWNING&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY 21, 1934 to FEBRUARY 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recite Psalm 147 First&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom’s Eulogy March 2, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Back in 2006, when God laid this Psalm—147 on my heart, my church family and friends were dealing with a lot of heartbreaking issues, like the death of a daughter, who was also a young mother, death of a newborn, cancer, and serious illness. God used this Psalm to minister to me and help me pray for all of these hurting people. Now that my family and I are brokenhearted, Jesus, the Good Shepherd led me to this comforting Psalm again.&lt;br /&gt;          This Psalm overflows with the attributes of our magnificent LORD, many of which my mother clung to, relied on and trusted in on a daily basis. Let me share a few of them with you:&lt;br /&gt;Through this Psalm, the LORD promises to build up Jerusalem. My mom depended on the Lord, our builder and encourager, to lift her up. Because she dealt with serious illness most of her life, she was constantly being knocked down, but you would never know it. She was the most positive person I have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;Through this Psalm, the LORD promises to heal the brokenhearted and bind up their wounds. My mom experienced more than her share of heartache and tragedy. My mom depended on God, the healer of broken hearts, to cure the hurt caused by our broken world.&lt;br /&gt;Through this Psalm the LORD promises to sustain the humble. My mom was also the most humble person I have ever known. Her words and actions proved our Lord sustained her.&lt;br /&gt;My mom served God’s children in a way that is unseen and often went unnoticed—she constantly prayed for us. When I read, “His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor his delight in the legs of a man; the Lord delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in his unfailing love,” I smile, because through this Psalm I know the LORD is thrilled with my mama. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t worry about doing things to get recognition; she respected her LORD at all times and put her hope in his unfailing love and let him take care of the rest.&lt;br /&gt;          One of her repeated testimonies comes from the promise in this Psalm that “He grants peace to your borders.” My mom was frequently trapped in a hospital bed, but she continually bragged on how God repeatedly gave her peace to withstand being bound by her medical challenges. One of her hospital stays lasted 100 days. She made it through by holding on to God’s gift of peace. She believed Jesus when he said, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.”&lt;br /&gt;          This Psalm also glorifies God as our Creator. My mom relished God’s creation, especially her beloved Florida Keys. She took great pleasure out on her deck watching those fabulous sunsets and feeling cool breezes on her face.&lt;br /&gt;          And last but not least, she loved God’s word. She enjoyed good preaching and Bible Study. When my car was headed to church she wanted to be in it. She knew the power of God. She watched and waited as God sent his word to melt hearts of stone. She got excited when he stirred up his breezes and sent his Holy Spirit waters flowing.&lt;br /&gt;          I desire to follow in her footsteps and cling to the promises of God. Today, I am assured that she is happy and completely healed. My mom was a strong, selfless woman and always thought of others first. Recently, in the emergency room she cried out. All she wanted was her eyes back so she could read. God answered her prayer and much more. She has her eyes back and a body that will never be sick again or require surgery. She is reunited with her precious son and many other loved ones, and most important she is with her beloved Savior, Jesus Christ. And for that, we can celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-2088618915588810615?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2088618915588810615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=2088618915588810615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2088618915588810615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/2088618915588810615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-beloved-mother.html' title='My Beloved Mother'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-6667960003188411478</id><published>2008-02-19T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T09:44:59.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasting Peace</title><content type='html'>Since God commands us to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Declare his glory among the nations, his marvelous deeds among all peoples" (Psalm 96:3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I feel impressed to share what He's been up to in this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listening Heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My recent medical problems are long and boring, but God has been working quiet miracles in the tedious details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short, for Christmas, instead of coal in my stocking, I got rocks in my kidneys. While in the Emergency Room I had a catscan that showed a mysterious spot that the radiologists or doctors could not identify. And during follow up appointments, I found out that the surgery I had last summer caused scar tissue that could only be corrected by a hysterectomy. I was angry &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;scared. Angry that I had wasted time having that procudure last summer and scared because of this unknown "spot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my prayer warriors to work and asked everyone I knew to pray for me. Through prayer, Jesus gave me his peace that passes understanding. In John 14:27 Jesus said&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my marching orders, but Satan tried to break in and steal Jesus' precious gift of peace more than once. Like when my Mom spent a week at St. Joseph's Hospital in heart and rhenal failure and when problems with my brother's alcoholism flared up, yet again. The final clencher occured when I saw the reason for my visit on the receipt from the general surgeon that became involved in my case. It said, "pelvic mass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing it in writing made this supposed mass seem real even though God had given me his peace throughout the whole ordeal. The waters of the underlying flow of peace I had felt since my E.R. visit were troubled. I had to wait for the ripples from that rock thrown in my direction to settle down. With more heartfelt prayer and surrender to God's plan for my life, they finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now almost two weeks post-op and am doing great. There was no sign of any mass anywhere (and they explored everywhere) and my surgery a complete success. I have to share the "marvelous deeds" he did for me, because one of you may get (or have) some weird diagnosis one day soon. I feel strongly about how important it is for you to be reminded that you, too, can hold on to Jesus' gift of peace no matter how rough the water gets. God will never leave nor forsake you and he will work his miracles in your life every day, guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight!! All my love, Susan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-6667960003188411478?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6667960003188411478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=6667960003188411478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6667960003188411478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/6667960003188411478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/lasting-peace.html' title='Lasting Peace'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-5269459339236248677</id><published>2008-02-04T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T05:48:49.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Simple Steps to Improve Your Time Alone With God</title><content type='html'>Insight blooms when you follow the master of “face-to-face.” Moses, famous for one on one communication with God, talked with him as one who speaks with a friend. Moses can help us improve our hearing of God’s voice and bring us to a higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Digging into the first eight verses of Exodus 34, treasure abounds. Below you will find Moses five straightforward steps toward enrichment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Lord told Moses to, &lt;em&gt;“Chisel out two stone tablets like the first one and I will write on them the words that were on the first tables, which you broke”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Exodus 34:1).&lt;/em&gt; Since our hearts of stone have been replaced with hearts of flesh (see Ezekiel 36:26), like Moses, we are to prepare our hearts to receive what God desires to write on them. Preparation includes confession and asking God to fill us with his Holy Spirit. Without preparation my time spent alone with God feels like something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;“Be ready in the morning, and then come up on Mount Sinai. Present yourself to me there on top of the mountain”&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Exodus 34:2).&lt;/em&gt; Hearing God’s voice keenly starts with a morning time alone with God in his word, the same way God commanded Moses. During Moses ministry to God’s chosen people he regularly experienced God face-to-face. It works the same way for us when our appointment with God includes our Bible, no matter what time of day it is. There is nothing wrong with praying on the run—in your car or wherever you are. But when I leave out my Bible study, my spiritual nutrition, for too long I become weak. I saw one of those church signs that read, “Seven days without prayer makes one weak.” Maybe, “and study” needs to be added to that quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “&lt;em&gt;No one is to come with you or be seen anywhere on the mountain” (Exodus 34:3). Jesus said, “But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen” (Matthew 6:6).&lt;/em&gt; Old Testament or new, God’s view on prayer has not changed. A special spot where you can be alone with God brings untold benefits. My chosen place is at my kitchen table, a round oak ball and claw. As a mother of three, I spend a lot of time in the kitchen anyway, making my special prayer “room” all the more significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;“So Moses chiseled out two stone tablets like the first one and went up Mount Sinai early in the morning, as the Lord commanded him” (Exodus 34:4).&lt;/em&gt; Basically, Moses obeyed God; we can do the same—meet God on the mountain, prepared and early. Obedience, oh so simple, but oh so tough. It’s hard to adjust priorities and remain disciplined. Accountability partners have to be one of the most beneficial ways to stay on track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. After hearing God’s word, &lt;em&gt;“Moses bowed to the ground at once and worshipped” (Exodus 34:8).&lt;/em&gt; A leader to be emulated, Moses’ response to God reveals his submissive heart. Our Lord is worthy of all praise and honor at once. I can’t say worship comes at once, sometimes it’s delayed. But when I finally get to praising, my mood elevates and my problems shrink.&lt;br /&gt;God’s commands are for our benefit and protection. When he said, “Present yourself to me there on top of the mountain,” he was speaking to all of us, not just Moses. May each one of us find our mountains and make the trek up regularly. God has lots of things he wants to talk to us about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and&lt;br /&gt;unsearchable things you do not know.”&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 33:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-5269459339236248677?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5269459339236248677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=5269459339236248677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5269459339236248677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/5269459339236248677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/02/five-simple-steps-to-improve-your-time.html' title='Five Simple Steps to Improve Your Time Alone With God'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6820006275088382320.post-7261759285961386320</id><published>2008-01-18T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:40:10.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is anything too hard for the Lord?</title><content type='html'>While reading about Abraham and Sarah in Genesis the Lord stopped me in my tracks with Genesis 18:14: &lt;em&gt;"Is anything too hard for the LORD?" &lt;/em&gt;Abraham and Sarah had been promised a child, but they doubted and took matters into their own hands. The results have been devastating even to this day. When Sarah told Abraham to have a child through her maidservant, Hagar, I bet they never dreamed this "wild donkey of a man" would still be wreaking havoc even into our generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I doubt, like Abraham and Sarah, especially when I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. But God speaks through his word and says to me, "Susan, is there anything too hard for me?" I know the answer, "No," but I need those nudges from the Lord to carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul finds rest in God alone;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my salvation comes from him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He alone is my rock and my salvation;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 62:1-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you thinking that something in your life is too hard for the Lord to handle? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust in him at all times, O people;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pour out your hearts to him,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for God is refuge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 62:8&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6820006275088382320-7261759285961386320?l=thelisteningheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7261759285961386320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6820006275088382320&amp;postID=7261759285961386320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7261759285961386320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6820006275088382320/posts/default/7261759285961386320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelisteningheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-anything-too-hard-for-lord.html' title='Is anything too hard for the Lord?'/><author><name>Susan Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10955391405023984408</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BhGrApjGQM0/SLQwdDOLNsI/AAAAAAAAABE/XltKIKYEaZQ/S220/dad%27s+camera+042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
