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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>My Days - the 4th one and others...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-UK</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>My Days - the 4th one and others...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/3f/790347efbbd742265f0c55af887df2_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>It's been a long time....again</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/it_s_been_a_long_time_again~937855/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-07-06:/2006/07/06/it_s_been_a_long_time_again~937855/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 13:03:23 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Starting again - again&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Things have happened, as they always plenty of times I should have could have writeen down the fact of the time(and didnt !!!) If I can face the prospect if the searching of my soul in an honest way, I might be able to extract form the past, and write in the hope of creating a future.  I'm kicking myself right now so please forgive the tone etc...&lt;br&gt;My victories are always accompanied by further challenges so I pray rifght now that I can rise up with God help to meet them head on.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My daughter has been losing quite a few personal items recently and it's been a source of anxiety - do I get all judgemental, call her names etc? Do I punish her by taking stuff away when she's got nothing left, in order to make her value her stuff more ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I visited my own mother - It didnt take her very long at all to bring to my attention that I'v lost her very expensive birthday present to me and that every time she sees me wearing th chain my wife gfave me, it a reminder that I dont consider her or her feelings. Couple d to the fact that I have no idea where the watch she bought for me last year is and I'm shamed into an new level of acceptance maybe - but I pray that if there's thing like thins in my life that I can observe them and use them to achieve a Godly , Fatherly ,rational perspective with the hope that my life and my child can have a fair go...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/it_s_been_a_long_time_again~937855/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/it_s_been_a_long_time_again~937855/#comments</comments></item><item><title>It was yesterday...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/it_was_yesterday~876730/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-06-13:/2006/06/13/it_was_yesterday~876730/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 14:48:42 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I remember going to the step to chase the cat outside. I'm at the top of the stairs eyeballing the creature, then, out of the side of my eye, I see something that draws my attention. It appaered to be hands and a head in next door's garden - I look over to see which way round they are I couldnt stop looking !!! It just looked all wrong and while I was looking and daydreaming at what seemed to be thye back of someones head, the view changed - I saw piercing eyes looking back at me for just a second before scurrying back in doors - I dont know who was more embarrassed them or me....I just dont know why I get myself in theses places - I had just "sorted myself out" now I've got something even more stupid to feel guilty about.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will be thankful for the chance to learn about myself. God please help me - I feel so needy of you when stuff like this happens and yet I feel so afraid of some obscure consequence being put before me and not reckognised.  I'm sorry to speak ill and to be ill and pray for emotional health.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/it_was_yesterday~876730/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/it_was_yesterday~876730/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Sometimes</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/sometimes~875310/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-06-12:/2006/06/13/sometimes~875310/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 00:31:28 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I lay low&lt;br&gt;
I clam up&lt;br&gt;
I dont go..&lt;br&gt;
We all say&lt;br&gt;
it will show&lt;br&gt;
how we are&lt;br&gt;
while we grow and&lt;br&gt;
when it's time&lt;br&gt;
and we watch the glow&lt;br&gt;
and check for the heat&lt;br&gt;
that proves that Oh&lt;br&gt;
we are worthy and not below&lt;br&gt;
but overcomers and in the flow..&lt;br&gt;
sometimes I ask...&lt;br&gt;
sometimes I know&lt;br&gt;
I pray and sleep,&lt;br&gt;
before I sin and stray..&lt;br&gt;
It's within my grasp, to be had today.&lt;br&gt;
Yet if you ask it goes away..&lt;br&gt;
the method, the madness looking for what not gone away&lt;br&gt;
Give in to Him seek Him confess to Him, embrace Him&lt;br&gt;
Dont box Him in; dont use Him to fix your lies&lt;br&gt;
He is all you need to be wise - find Him and truth&lt;br&gt;
of the ears and eyes&lt;br&gt;
know in your heart&lt;br&gt;
that He replies.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/sometimes~875310/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/13/sometimes~875310/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Answered prayer...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/answered_prayer~864415/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-06-08:/2006/06/09/answered_prayer~864415/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 00:23:17 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I was praying weeks ago for something somehow, to help me get to the next level of devotion and obedience; to find the strength to be a loyal disciple..  I also was asking about ways of getting over my feelings for the cat in our house....it makes me so irrational that it's embarrassing...So what does God do? he takes something that hurts ie, my feelings for the cat and soemthing I've ask for ie, a way to be able to get more personal with him. He puts these two things together in a single act - he makes the cat able to open our front room door after me knowing 100% he cant, so I'm forced to investigate ( we are highly para about the cat at the moment - he's spraying mand peeing everywhere.....) so I'm up at the perfect itme to talk and read by myself early in the mornig before I've got involved in the world......at least that how it was for a couple of days this week. Once I realised what was going on, I chickened out\ got extra tired\found it too hard to get out of my bed - any of the previous are equally true - I just wished I could 've stayed on that ruighteous crest of a wave..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Found an old Compaq system on the street this week -which I hope to sell on for a few quid - I've just going to search for a DVD drive for it but if not, then I'll let it go - anyways, the real point of it being mentioned was that on the hard drive, I found some things that I know that I shouldnt be seeing ( the machine belonged to a "lad" I suspect ) and I snuck one or two peeks in which I feel will have consequences , either soon or very soon.....so I must be ready for them......&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On a more positive note, I have done some bike repairs with a boy who lives next door to us....He's been leaning out of his window for a couple of weeks - looking for an opening gambit - I think he may be like our daughter with special educational circustances.... His name is Gerard - the name of my best man at my wedding....and someone who I made a tenuous contact with at the beginning of this year - a lead which has since gone cold - but as one Gerard goes another on comes. It is reinforcing this idea that I can actually do this thing that Bella want's doing ( a parent of a child my Son attends - she's also a committee member for a Youth organisation ).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was hailed on the way home today by an "old boy" from school - his name slipped through the holes in my short term memory - he was with an "old girl" as well.,....it was really nice in w a way to see a relationship that must've started over tweny years ago was still going on strong - Another "old boy hailed me last week and I've seen him again this week - a good bloke - he's driving a bus for diabled children - I hope that we get a chance to speak soon.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She has had an up and down week - like  myself - we had a distant couple of days - I took her to the dentist on wendesday, which turned out to be a coplete bum steer - He said that my wife, and a lot off other women worry far too much and that the movement in my daughters teeh was completely within acceptable margins -which my wife wasnt happy to hear about at all, but I 'll go into that tomorrow maybe coz I'm a bit tired...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I received a couple of prayer requests recently - lI hope and pray someone will stop by and offer some prayers to some people who need them &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Kelly Foster - her Son's best friend who has Hodgkin's Lymphoma and for Gary and Cindy Hogan&lt;br&gt;
Gary is serving in Iraq while his young wife is fighting cancer. God knows the begining and the end we must pray for his mercy and grace to sustain us while we traverse the divide...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/answered_prayer~864415/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/09/answered_prayer~864415/#comments</comments></item><item><title>I know I 'm being told something.......</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/i_know_i_m_being_told_something~854787/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-06-05:/2006/06/05/i_know_i_m_being_told_something~854787/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 11:13:48 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, we were celebrating Pentecost the evening service at Church was a celebration with food and joyful fellowship - which was going to start earlier because the kids were going back early....I had mentioned this to this quite late in the day, but I'm pretty certain that it came up in discussion this week with other people we know. Anyway I could nt bring myself to insist that we went - ingnoring the voice that told me to speak about it in the first place. My daughter got her hair washed, I did a couple of loads of washing........My son gets up late in the night wanting to get into our bed ( something that is increasing in regularity ) and I follow him back to his room looking a bit gloomy. We get up late for school and are rushing all the way - only to find the playground deserted.  I know this is yet another chance for "something" to happen and more learning for me and I pray that when I do learn, I'm able to share - but right now I feel foolish.  If I wasnt so proud a person, I'd probably asked why there wasn't a letter in the bags for the last day of term, now, I'm having to ask people who look right through me ( or at least that 's how it feels.  This being unemployed thing is really making it hard to feel like someone ) when I see them - I shouldn't mind though - because when I think about it I want God to go before me anyway so maybe THIS is what my teaching is for this set of circumstances.&lt;br&gt;
It could have something or absolely nothing to do with the fact that the new bak cards, which I put away for safe keeping, are nowhere to be seen.  I was rushing around trying to find stuff for other people this morning while trying to locate these  cards. Maybe I'm being kept from thjem because I've no money in either account!!!! &lt;a href="mailto:I@ve"&gt;I@ve&lt;/a&gt; had Ebay reminders to update details but what if I just leave it? I've paid far more in admin costs than I've earned from sales.....&lt;br&gt;
I have stuff to sell that belongs to my mother-in-law, who's a nice lady and loads of stuff that I'd be happy to take to the charity shops if I didnt fear the tonguelashing I'd get...so lets do lots of "lots" , take out child for biking, try to contact my mum, get some post sorted, shops, bank to shunt some pennies around  and see the extent of the damage, practice on the guitar, get some computer housekeeping done,tidy up the real house look at some of the innuerable DIY jobs outstanding,read something from my Bible (which I should've done first !! ). I could find things to do that could fill my day 10 times over and still not have enough time to choose wisely is a lesson for every day surely.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/i_know_i_m_being_told_something~854787/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/i_know_i_m_being_told_something~854787/#comments</comments></item><item><title>It's been a long time....</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/it_s_been_a_long_time~854278/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-06-04:/2006/06/05/it_s_been_a_long_time~854278/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 00:06:49 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;since the last entry ... it feels like I'm starting again with no contiuity with what has gone before.  Why is it that you can have so many things on your mind before you start, then when you get your time, have nothing ? I suppose most people would take notes -  keep meaning to do that...talk myself out of it frequently.........somehow, I have it in my head that this blog is where my notes go..... and if I was as faithful to the task as I am to being a couch potato, then it probably would be a good way to keep notes.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Half term is coming to an end and I'm still a "gentleman of leisure". I am willing to let the Lord be my guide in this area of my life because He is the only one who knows whats right for me to be doing right now. He uses these times to teach us and ready us for things - the only thing is that we , as people, dont always know that we are "in class" or we fail to hear the bells telling us schools out - what price are Godly ears eh...I do have this scarey job on the horizon. It involves loads of responsibility, people management, fundraising and late nights.  I feel bad for feeling afraid of this challenge and at the same time, I'm more than aware of the chance that I might need to be so into this job to do it right, that my family will forget what I look like.  I 've been so fortunate with the last job I had , being a teaching assistant - it meant that I've been around with the kids alot more than so many fathers these days - maybe deep down, I feel I've got a bit soft because of it. I try to see my situation for what it is rather than what it might be but money worries continue to interfere with my happiness or confidence. "All these years and nothing to show for it" an inscription on my tomstone in one of my nightmares....the family chasing me down the road shouting "waster" or "user" is another episode - not  what a person of faith should stew on and yet It's still there . Many times I've heard give it over, "God knows your heart" this is cheap talk to me and doesnt help me with what I have to do - to practice and study and be ready for when the time comes and be reliant on God's grace which can only come from praying more - I dont do enough but it's makes sense in a way that it's the way in - Goid wont talk with me if I dont talk with Him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today is Pentecost - new beginings and stuff like like that so when I'm in my bed tonight I'm praying that my driver accepts my apologies for my bad behaviour in the back seat and does nt leave me to find my own way!!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/it_s_been_a_long_time~854278/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/06/05/it_s_been_a_long_time~854278/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Understanding</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/understanding~828317/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-25:/2006/05/25/understanding~828317/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 14:58:12 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;It's on the radio and in my devotional today - about the importance of understanding - whether its the meaning of instruction or the presence of God in your life, His word or the purpose he has for you - and the pressing in to achieve these things.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/understanding~828317/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/understanding~828317/#comments</comments></item><item><title>While I was up there...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/while_i_was_up_there~828300/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-25:/2006/05/25/while_i_was_up_there~828300/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 14:51:43 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;It was the firsty time I'd been asked to lead ...I was expecting to just keep someone company in our service.........I wasn't ready or prepared - just had my guitar - and was fearful for all the wrong reasons - just started to strum a few really muffled chords when my Pastor appears from stage left - jumps out and starts to strike up the tunes on the piano.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After the music, I said to myself " thank you for digging me out of that hole !!!" - Little did I realise that my Pastor had just come from a funeral !!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/while_i_was_up_there~828300/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/25/while_i_was_up_there~828300/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-821461</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/title~821461/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-23:/2006/05/23/title~821461/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 01:01:17 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This is Dunns River Falls in Jamaica - March 03 - why I'm showing this.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=316911"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/911/316911_8e48fb6737_s.jpg" align="" alt="1" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/title~821461/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/title~821461/#comments</comments></item><item><title>...and the real reason was.....????</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/and_the_real_reason_was~821456/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-22:/2006/05/23/and_the_real_reason_was~821456/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 00:57:36 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Today has been a bit of a trial - well at least soem of the main events for me.  I'm not sure whether it was today or during my rebuilding of my computer, but somewhere along the line, I seem to have deleted some of my song files that I've been working on over the last couple of years - infact my entiure working directory has gone somewhere - as a former IT expert, I 'm taking this rather personally - I'm not supposed to fall at this fence - this kind of stuff is my bread and butter so what's going on eh? There was at leat two or threee signs that the drive was going to fail and for some reason, I've decided to copy my stuff from a known safe place to this dodgy drive and the rest is pretty predictable...The whole sorry situation was topped off by me losing all the wife's stuff as well - photos, documents artwork the lot...&lt;br&gt;
After some hair pulling and some "why me" moments, a desire for calmness was met by the reality of the LOrd knowing all things and having a purpose even for this - admittedly a difficult thing to get to grips with but I managed - I hadn't rebooted at this point and it was all that was left to do - once I'd done this there was no going back ( some people have the cash to go to data recovery services - I dont !! )so the machine stasrts itself up again then it starts to check errors on this shonky drive - I nearly shut it down because it was taking so long but in the end ( about an hour later )th "my documents" folder popped up on this drive - alas no music but all wifeys stuff at least.  When she got home, I told her about the machine etc - she said she had been given a word for me that I should be doing more writing and maybe this loss of my music was to allow me to produce more written work !! One way of looking at it I suppose - I am thankful that God didn't leave me in the land of High Anxiety - I'm so grateful to my wife for passing that message on - even if my heart and mind hadn't engaged with the value of this alternate perpective....still got lots of backing up to do and shunting of data - the sidetracks are coming thick and fast - I'm trying harder to tell,write etc...&lt;br&gt;
Amen and Amen
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/and_the_real_reason_was~821456/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/23/and_the_real_reason_was~821456/#comments</comments></item><item><title>This week's come and gone....</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/22/this_week_s_come_and_gone~818694/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-22:/2006/05/22/this_week_s_come_and_gone~818694/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 02:02:45 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Another week goes whizzing by - The re - union of our # 7 Tres Dias was on Saturday - well attended - not as squeamish as I thought it would be - howevewr, I was a bit mad at my self for not brining my cross or guitar to the place - These thing are supposed to be part of me. Its like when you break something given to you  accidently and the person who gave it to you says " dont you care ? " or something like that.  Not to make you feel bad - but it does - and you do !! It's easy to say it's trhe enemy or the Devil that interfered with your best intentions and politically right on to acceet it as an opportunity to learn "next" time - but at this time I struggle to keep my cool so I need the help of The Lord to get me through so I dont make myself forgetful and not feeling ( this must be the kind of feeling they call eating yourself up!! ) I'm still wanting to sort out my computer still shouting at the cat, still wanting to know more of Jesus instead of knowing about Him ( that was the topic of discussion at Church today )&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm celebrating the choice of our Muisc director to finish today's morning service with a song I sourced for Him - There's musicalns much better than me involved in the praise team - but if you communicate a feeling to someone then percieve a reply in a way that suggests acceptance and approval it's become more than what it was.  I thank God for a choice made and "cuircit" completed &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Amen
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/22/this_week_s_come_and_gone~818694/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/22/this_week_s_come_and_gone~818694/#comments</comments></item><item><title>OOOOhhhh</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/19/oooohhhh~811028/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-19:/2006/05/19/oooohhhh~811028/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 01:08:53 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I've just lost my cool because I previewed my epic entry and it's just disappeared - I 've got to go sleep now - I'm so tired and a bit unsure how to regard this event - maybe I was writing out of turn and saying something I might regret, who knows ......I'm just gutted with machines, theif of all kinds and flesh.....Lord forgive me and have mercy on your tools and mine&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Amen
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/19/oooohhhh~811028/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/19/oooohhhh~811028/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-793547</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793547/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-12:/2006/05/12/title~793547/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 10:58:31 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=538439" title="Share your media"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/439/538439_279fac5117_l.gif" width="190" height="115" alt="Over the Rainbow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You need sunshine AND rain to make a rainbow - sometimes, you need a bad day to know what a good day is. Sometimes you may need to see someone's hurt to realise how blessed you are - sometimes when it's so qwuiet, God shouts at you and when a stranger says something that upsets you ( and makes your blood boil by being right up themselves in hypocresy) well even then you get a chance to see your self and ask the Lord for a portion of Grace and sweet mercy - to take away that bitter taste - and when he does you can be sated and rested. The Lord can only work on us if we let him so let him have his way and be in his arms always.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793547/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>hurt</category><category>rainbows</category><category>grace</category><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793547/#comments</comments></item><item><title>title-793502</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793502/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-12:/2006/05/12/title~793502/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2006 10:35:47 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;My Wife has one of those Suncatcher things - caught this bit really nicely I thought - Thank you God for wifes and sunny bits  &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793502/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/12/title~793502/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Round the Houses</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/10/round_the_houses~788694/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-10:/2006/05/10/round_the_houses~788694/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 10:30:01 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I should have written about this one ages ago - One of the motifs of the Tres Dias is an eagle. Many years ago,  when I found myself being a homeless teenager, I ended up staying in the house of my school music teacher, a very kind lady who had her own issues with the Lord but was trying, in her own round about way to get through and "be an overcomer". We used to stay up to silly hours of the morning having theological sparing bouts - this continued throughout most of our friendship. She lived in an area of London called Crystal Palace - there is a football team of the same name and thei logo is... an Eagle&lt;br&gt;
 At our prayer meeting last night, our Pastor had a story to tell about going all the way to Isreal to have the Lord have him meet up with a man who lived just round the corner from him at home - thew book our Pastor was reading at the time , which he'd acquired by a long winded method  was wrriten by the same fellow - and he had'nt realised until he'd pulled it out to offer him as part of their "what are you doing now " - type conversation.  The story had lots more to it - this is the jist of it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There was alo a reminder of being aware of what we watch and allow to enter through the Gates of our souls (eyes) - Moral depravity&lt;br&gt;
in films and on television is a topic that mean " you're a killjoy" to many people - my brother in Christ, Sean, put the point to observe quite consicely by saying " A glass of orange juice loses it's appeal once you know its laced with arsenic - you wont see it with your eyes but it's there and you know its there.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I apologise for the fragments that I offer - sometimes I read it back and it sounds OK sometimes that act will stop me writing what I feel ( or at leat that what I think ) so I just "try some"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;God willing, I'll remember what it was I wanted to say with regard to Isreal, praying for and converting Jews and the video we saw.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/10/round_the_houses~788694/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/10/round_the_houses~788694/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Out there...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/07/out_there~780807/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-06:/2006/05/07/out_there~780807/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 00:00:23 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Did that sponsored run today ( Lap for louie ) with the boy - He managed to do 3 1/2 laps of the 1370 metre lap by himself and got carried for the remaining 1 1/2 - not bad for a five year old. Louie's Mum might have a job for me doing some sporty stuff with kids in Stockwell of all places - the Lord will have to fill in some blanks on that one. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Later I took part in a street mission with members of my church in Norwood. They are a challenge but I see it as part of my obedience to the Lord - to spread the Gospel and "sow seeds". If the groud isnt ready for seed is not my look out - something I was made more aware of thoday so I'm thankful for that new knowledge. We didnt speak to many people today - but I dont think it's a competition in that sense - ended up walking for miles from where we should 've been - had to use one of my precious bus tickets on the way home - but as I got off the bus I looked down on the groud and found a valid  travelcard!! which meant I could take the train home today - God IS good. Back in Clapham, I had a reality bite - beggars on the street - I saw one actually crying on the street. I didnt have the boldness to stop and engage him in coversation - I just gave him the change in my pocket and a tract from my bible case - it didnt stop his tears - I only pray he could read the tract before dismissing it - even if it's the last thing on the earth he can relate to. I just pray also to show more love when the time comes.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/05/the_enemy_s_tricks~777614/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/05/the_enemy_s_tricks~777614/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Should have been next week...</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/05/should_have_been_next_week~776893/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-05:/2006/05/05/should_have_been_next_week~776893/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 01:12:53 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;The sponsored run for my sons school. The thing is that I haven't got any sponsors on my list - with little chance of getting many more on - I just have so much difficulty throwing myself at people with things like this - its an area of which I feel embarrassment of the highest order - Its not that I'm afraid of people I just can't or won't get over myself on these things and yet I can go with somne other strangers to knock on peoples doors, talk to strangers - which is what I'll be doing after the run - we'll be getting a pep talk first - if only I had the talk before the run... and if I had enough horse shoe nails.....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/03/title~774039/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/03/title~774039/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Awesome God</title><link>http://givemea.blog.co.uk/2006/05/03/awesome_god~773912/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:givemea.blog.co.uk,2006-05-03:/2006/05/03/awesome_god~773912/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 May 2006 20:47:34 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;It's almost remimisant of The Fast Show where we had Paul Whitehouse saying everything was "brilliant"  That's what it's like when the Lord lets you get hold of music sometimes ( some might say it's the enemy and they'd have a point!!! ) Some music just makes you want to lift up your hands and give all the thanks you can muster to the Almighty Creator,  the name above all names. And yet somethign sweet sounding to me might give someone else migrane eh, or put them off their worship times , make them forget the words that are part and parcel of the experience. I will still thank God and pray the eneny 's dealt with by the stripes and in the power of his blood
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	&lt;p&gt;Anyway I'm not here to be moany, it's the opposite which is on my heart - to remind all those who dont already know that there are so many things that you can thank God for and I  pray He allows me to be more fluent in this activity.&lt;br&gt;
I'm not a "pedo" when I say I love children - I work in a primary school as a TA. I cant say I'm the best at my job but I try to be there for the kids and be there for them like Gods there for me - I've been able to have regular lessons and reminders regarding forgiveness, grudges and patience that no money can buy. The Kids wind me up - but  they're brilliant too. God sees us in pretty much the same way IMHO. I'm under the most pressure at lunchtime during the outdoor play session - I'm surrounded by dozens of them buzzing past - all talking \ screaming \hurting themselves\ demanding I tell someone off - at the same time. Then one of them will grab your hand , or give you a hug - or you may just establish eye contact with one child across the playground for a second, they smile, then carry on playing. Something so small give you a lift that will carry you all day. When God makes sense of something for you, or tells me to "give it another go" it's like that fleeting glance through the crowd.  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So thank You Lord for machines that are irrational.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank you Lord for "short people".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks for what they can show big people about the big picture!!
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