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		<title>Today&#8217;s David</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Mar 2010 02:16:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>Church just isn't church until there is a the Move of the Holy Spirit and this young brother stirred up the moving of our spirits.</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/todays-david.php">Today&#8217;s David</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>This Sunday our church,<a href="http://www.christunveiled.org/">Christ Unveiled Ministries</a>, wrapped up a three day, five service revival. Other members including myself have been praying for a grand move of the Holy Spirit, and yes the Spirit fell on the first night and the catalyst was a unlikely vessel; a ten year old boy. This young man sung praises to the Most High unlike anybody that I have ever seen. The Spirit has anointed this young brother to stir up the hearts of God&#8217;s  People and  make it easy for the preaching to fall on the ears that have the will to hear from the Lord.</p>
<p>I knew while this young brother was singing that I have heard this type of praising before, David the little Shepard boy. We all know the story of  David the king of Israel, the mighty man valor, the giant killer, but who can say they know the story about the boy that would pull at the Heart of the LORD out in the field. I can&#8217;t say that I know what it was like to be out there in the pasture with those sheep but the Holy Spirit gave me a glimpse into what He saw in the fields all the thousands of years ago.</p>
<p>Samuel Cornell is cute little kid much all the others but when he got up on that electric piano, the Spirit of the LORD showed up. Now beings though I grew up listen the ministries of music just about all my life I think I have a little knowledge about the caliber of musical skill level sound like when it comes to a young person of his age but this young man blow my spiritual mind. As he began to sing and play his praises to the Master, the Spirit came to Christ Unveiled, all took His rightful position as El Shaddai. A revival service is much without a move of the Spirit and we had Him for all five services because young Samuel is an anointed young man with the gift to stir up the saints in the worshiping of God.</p>
<p>As the Spirit moved around touching all those the willed Him to, the LORD took me to the pasture lands of Jesse the Bethlehemite and allowed me to see little David with his harp watching his father sheep and worshiping the Most High. Only concerned with pleasing his God, young David literally sang and played his heart out. And if you were there for all five services you would have seen today&#8217;s David, little Samuel doing the same.</p>
<p>I started to tear up with joy at his parents, <a href="http://jsm.org/BobCornell.php">Bob and Sharon Cornell of Jimmy Swaggart Ministries</a>, as they saw how the LORD was using their little man to stir up the hearts of the saints. This is young man has a grand future in front of him because his parents are showing him that the Move of the Holy Spirit is worth more than the wealth of the world.</p>
<p>The attenders of the revival walked out of the sanctuary on one accord knowing that we must run the race set before us with our focus fix on Jesus. Because He sits at the right hand of the Holy One Who is able to abundantly exceedingly above all that we can every fathom and through it all the LAMB of God is worthy to be praised.</p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/todays-david.php">Today&#8217;s David</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Glory to the New Born King Pt2</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Story Time]]></category>
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</script></p><p>What one peculiar observer saw as it pertains to man's salvation.</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/glory-to-the-new-born-king-pt2.php">Glory to the New Born King Pt2</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>I thought I could sing the Praises of the LORD but David could put me to a beautiful shame. There has never been a singer of a hymn or a praise leader that could hold a candle to that little shepherd boy. The first time he sung what you call the twenty-third psalm I knew then that the Redeemed would come through him. The Love of the LORD was all over that child.</p>
<p>If I could understand and produce hatred, I would say that word about Ahab.<span id="more-468"></span> He fell weak over a woman and she wasn’t even all that to look at, kind of plain. But I guess her wealth made her look good.</p>
<p>Isaiah was the only prophet that could see the Messiah so clearly. The Spirit of the LORD told him the name of the Messiah, and after that you couldn’t tell Isaiah that the LORD God was not Awesome and Mighty. But he also saw the Son’s Suffering. He stayed up for many a nights praying that the world would show Him the proper praise for His Suffering. Other times the prophet would pray to God to take the images out of his mind because they were so horrifying.</p>
<p>While on vacation I saw <strong>IT</strong>. No I can’t explain what I saw, but John said it best, <em>“The Word was made flesh.”</em> Gabriel was assigned to tell Zacharias the priest and another Messenger was assigned to tell Mary. When the Messenger came to Mary, she was so shocked because she was just peasant and could not understand how the LORD had found favor in her. She was chosen by the Father of men at the foundation of the world. After the Messenger calmed her nerves, he then told her what was about to happen and because she knew about the prophecies, she believed and conceived.</p>
<p>From the moment when the LORD told the serpent in the garden his days were number because he had deceived man into falling to Mary conception of the Holy Child it all seemed like a blink of the eye compared to the nine months Mary was with Child. Those nine months seemed like an eternality. The labor that blessed little girl went through was so loud, not because of her pains of labor or the animals that were around her. It was because every Heavenly host was praising and glorifying God in the Highest and every low satanic creature knew their best effecters had felled.</p>
<p>When the Messenger of the LORD came to the shepherd in the field, they were so scared. That’s the main reason why we have to say, <em>“Fear not.”</em> because it not man won’t hear a word we’re saying. The Messenger did not get the word ‘manger’ out before some of us started praising the LORD by flying around those shepherds . See we have been waiting for man to come back into the Presence of the LORD since he fell in the Garden of Eden. The LORD has missed you all so much; you name me one good father that doesn’t want to be with his children everyday. Sometimes while I was on my vacation, in the middle of Praise and Worship I would see The God-Head looking at Earth and weeping because it was time to go down and redeem mankind to Himself.</p>
<p>For what it’s worth, we love you too. See anything or anybody that makes the LORD of host happy, makes us happy. We were created to service, you were created to praise. And we all were created to worship and adore HIM.</p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/glory-to-the-new-born-king-pt2.php">Glory to the New Born King Pt2</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Glory to the New Born King</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 02:23:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>Luke 2: 7- 14 I remember that dreadful day as if it were yesterday; Adam ate of the Tree of the Knowledge of God &#38; Evil. I cried, “No!” but he could not here me for I am just a Watcher. I have seen man at his best and at his worst. Why is he [...]</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/glory-to-the-new-born-king.php">Glory to the New Born King</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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I remember that dreadful day as if it were yesterday; Adam ate of the Tree of the Knowledge of God &amp; Evil. I cried, <em>“No!”</em> but he could not here me for I am just a Watcher. I have seen man at his best and at his worst. Why is he at his worst so often?</p>
<p>Poor young Abel, he could have never imaged his brother committing such as act to him. Eve just cried for what seemed like a tear for each day she would be without her boys; Adam looked towards the heavens and asked,<span id="more-465"></span> <em>“What have I done? LORD is this the death that I brought to the earth? Take my life and give my Abel’s life back, restore Your mercy on Cain. Erase the cries from my Eve’s eyes. I am the sinner, they are the innocent, I see now that Your Word shall never be broken.”</em></p>
<p>Foolish and prideful Nimrod came up with that grand idea of the Tower of Babel. I have never seen the LORD of host so amazed at man’s pride. The family of man was speaking to one another with one tongue, then all in the twinkling of an eye brothers, sisters, cousins, and best friends for life could not understand one word from the others lips. They were so confused; it was a sight to see.</p>
<p>Dear Abram and Sweet Sarai, the way they loved one another, I am convinced inside myself this is the first reason why the LORD chose them to bring the Redeemer through. From Haran to Canaan, Abram just kept talking to the LORD, “Is this the land?” and the LORD said nothing. So Abram kept moving, then the LORD said, <em>“To your descendants I will give this land.”</em> Sarai knew at once that they were in the land that the LORD had promised to her husband. She touched her belly and whispered, “When O Lord, when?” She could not her me but I said, “Soon, very soon.”</p>
<p>I swore to myself by Almighty GOD that I would never speak of the sights I saw in Sodom.</p>
<p>The scriptures could not express the clouds of joy that Sarah floated on for those nine months. She is the first woman that loved her morning sicken. Seriously, she vomited with a smile. I have seen many births and every woman calls her husbands unholy names, but not Sarah. She was praising God with every contraction.</p>
<p>For a time I went to Heaven to Glorify and Praise the LORD, you would call it a vacation. When I came back the Children of Israel had constructed the Tabernacle in the Wilderness and it was truly Heaven on Earth, to a much smaller degree. The Children of Israel had no clue of what the LORD gave them, other nation loathed them because of it and to this day they have never forgiven them for not understanding who they really were. A people set apart to preach the Coming Salvation for all mankind.</p>
<p>For a stubborn and hard-headed people Israel had they glorious times. I loved to watch them at their Feasts and three of them, they would rejoice in the LORD their God to the early morning hours. The praising and worshipping would last for days afterward and then someone would say something to his kinsmen, the other would take it the wrong way and there was Jacob.</p>
<p><strong>To Be Continued</strong></p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/glory-to-the-new-born-king.php">Glory to the New Born King</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Call Me Father</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 23:37:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>To know God as your Father is to accept the Love of His Son.</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/call-me-father.php">Call Me Father</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>Today my son and I went to the park. I was pushing him on the swing and he kept telling me that he wanted to go higher. But knowing him and the swing I could only swing him to a certain height. I even told him, “No, you can’t go higher and stop asking me. I know how high I can take for your size and age.” He understood me about as much as he could then he ask me the same question again. (<em>Message</em>)</p>
<p>I told him that it was time for him to go to the monkey bars and he agreed. While I was busy watching him a little dude about six or seven years old just walked up to me like he knew and said, “Hi.” Then just walked away that&#8217;s when I noticed that he came with three little girls probably in middle school. I heard the oldest one telling him not to just up to people, he didn’t pay her any attention.</p>
<p>I saw that his shoe was untied but then I went back to watching my son.  I looked at little man and his untied shoe and got concerned because he could trip and hurt him. Then the oddest thing happen; he came up to me,  sat down next to me and put his shoe on my lap. He was mumbling something so I asked him, “Do you want me to tie your shoe?”</p>
<p>He mumbled, “Yes.” And some other things like he was singing a song that he didn’t know the words to. All the while the three little girls were telling him, “Dante, that&#8217;s not him.” One of the little girls asked, “Who do he think that man is?”</p>
<p>“His Daddy.”</p>
<p>The other two said, ‘Ooh.”</p>
<p>After I finished I told him, “There you go little man.”</p>
<p>I think he mumbled thank you as he went back the monkey bars and started playing again.</p>
<p>This puts me in the mind of what it must feel like to the LORD. There are those that don’t acknowledge Him, but He gaves them a Sun to see with and warm themselves with. There are some others that use His might name in vain but He wakes them up in the morning. Some other call themselves believers but on the last day He will tell them that He never knew them.</p>
<p>God the Father is only the father of those that exhibit faith in the Finish Work of the Cross by His Son, Christ Jesus. My son is my son because he is from my body. I have an obligation to protect, provide, and playing around with him. Not any other child because I am not their father. God gave us His Grace and fulfill His Promises to us because we are His children. We are born again; we are justified by our faith in Christ. God is under His Word to protect and provide for us.</p>
<p>The reason why I tied little man’s shoe was because of my loving-kindness, and because I saw that it was what he needed from me. I am not under any kind of legal contract to do that for him. If my son would have come to me I would have done it because he is mine and I will always do for mine own.</p>
<p>I could very easily taken little man to one of the  little girls that were suppose to be watching him and they would have tied his shoe because they were told to take care of him. But see he exhibited faith in my abilities of shoe tying and the fact that I look like his daddy he came to me, so I tied his because of his faith in me.</p>
<p>Now how many times does the world come to God with a nothing problems and they get it done and then just walk away mumbling, “Thank you.”</p>
<p>The crazy thing about all of this, if the world would stop wondering around going up to idols that look like God the Father and just humble themselves to the Cross, God would have no problem with doing for them. And if Dante and I went through the right legal channels I would have no problem with him calling me father.</p>
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		<title>Song of a Nomadic Child</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 16:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>Mama wakes us up early because today is the day were moving. Again. I knew it was coming soon because Pop and the tribal leaders had been stirring like always. Instead of pictures on our walls, there were boxes. Those ugly brown boxes. They meant goodbye. I knew better then to make friends with the [...]</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/song-of-a-nomadic-child.php">Song of a Nomadic Child</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>Mama wakes us up early because today is the day were moving. Again. I knew it was coming soon because Pop and the tribal leaders had been stirring like always.</p>
<p>Instead of pictures on our walls, there were boxes. Those ugly brown boxes. They meant goodbye. I knew better then to make friends with the local children. My tribal friends have no mind state for true friendship just alliances.</p>
<p>Pop is packing the camels, the horses, and the mules and Mamas quietly making sure he does it right.<span id="more-317"></span> This move will be a long one, because were going back to our homeland. My younger brother is too young to work so he plays, sometimes under foot. As for me, I’m old enough to gather tent poles, and learning how to secure the loads to the beasts.</p>
<p>&#8220;One day my son, you will have to pack your tent for your family.&#8221;</p>
<p>Out of my mouth I say, &#8220;Yes Sir.&#8221;</p>
<p>But inside I said, &#8220;You don&#8217;t pack up brick and wood.&#8221;</p>
<p>My girlfriend was a local. Her floors were made out of harden Earth not canvas. The walls were made out of brick and mortar not canvas. The ceilings were made out of wood called beams not canvas.<br />
The word came down, &#8220;We move in one hour!&#8221;</p>
<p>The fathers are just milling around about what was and what will be. The mothers are rounding up the babies. The locals are showing us that we always have a home to come back to with them.</p>
<p>Pop puts his hand on my shoulder, &#8220;You’re getting to be a big man, you can drive the mule.&#8221;</p>
<p>Translation, he wants me to drive the mule and small cart which has the clothes and other knickknacks that we have picked up from our travels.<br />
The first series of horns sounded, the tribal fathers start their final check of their household loads. The water works from the tribal and local mothers started. The second series of horns sounded, the tribe starts to mount our camels, horses, mules, and mule driven carts. The local fathers bid the tribal father Gods speed. The final horn blew, the tribe starts to move. I took a final look at the land we inhabited and it looks like we were never here. But that’s how it always looks.</p>
<p>When I start my family the one thing I will make sure of is that the land will know, I Am Here. Nomad means no land. Its funny all I want is land. A piece of Earth to call my own.</p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/song-of-a-nomadic-child.php">Song of a Nomadic Child</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Promise For Tomorrow Pt3</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>What I didn’t know is that I was really praying. I was making my pension known to God of what I wanted. The mean reason why I remember this event was because about two years ago I was giving my son a bath. And I as I was trying to dry him off ,in the [...]</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/the-promise-for-tomorrow-pt3.php">The Promise For Tomorrow Pt3</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>What I didn’t know is that I was really praying. I was making my pension known to God of what I wanted.</p>
<p>The mean reason why I remember this event was because about two years ago I was giving my son a bath. And I as I was trying to dry him off ,in the bathroom, he got away from me and ran into his room. I picked him up and played airplane with him. I got him all dried and in his pajamas when I notice that the window blinds were open just a little bit. As I was closing them I looked out and saw a couple of high school kids walking down the street, then my mind went back to my days in Lake Ed. It has been about fifteen years since that days to this and all praises the Lord I am that square cat. I’ve got the dime wife, the shorty, and the normal life. </p>
<p>GOD answered my prays. The time from there to here has been a long journey not just because of the time. But because GOD has broken me and rebuilt me into a vessel worthy able to carry this load. The greatest part about this is that I don’t just have life but life more abundantly.</p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/the-promise-for-tomorrow-pt3.php">The Promise For Tomorrow Pt3</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Promise For Tomorrow Pt2</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>I guess notice him because his window blinds were open like he didn’t have a care in the world. He was just playing airplane with his two little girls. He was odd to me. He didn’t drink, smoke or do anything like that. And I knew about every vice that the residents of Lake Edward [...]</p></p><p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/the-promise-for-tomorrow-pt2.php">The Promise For Tomorrow Pt2</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></description>
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</script></p><p>I guess notice him because his window blinds were open like he didn’t have a care in the world. He was just playing airplane with his two little girls. He was odd to me. He didn’t drink, smoke or do anything like that. And I knew about every vice that the residents of Lake Edward had, it was my business. </p>
<p>We called him a square not in a disrespectful way but that’s what we called anybody that didn’t fit. I was thinking that I didn’t want to fit in anymore but I just didn’t have the mind state to walk out. As I watched him play with his daughters I thought to myself, “One day I was going to be just like him. A nice dime piece wife that wasn’t like any of these chickheads around here. I was going to live a normal life with a little one that looks like me and there would be no need for a blood test. And I wouldn’t have to close all the window blinds in the house because my enemies wanted my head.”</p>
<p><strong><em>To Be Continued</em></strong></p>
<p>Thank You for Reading <a href="http://genesis315.org/story-time/the-promise-for-tomorrow-pt2.php">The Promise For Tomorrow Pt2</a> from <a href="http://genesis315.org">Genesis 3:15</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Promise For Tomorrow Pt1</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 16:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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<p>This story takes place in early November, just a couple of days after Halloween. The taste of candy corn, tootsie pops, and bite-size candy bars were still on the tongues of the hood dweller of the Lake Edwards area of Virginia Beach. It was about 8’ o clock at night when Red Mike, Blue, Ali, and I were standing on the corner of Red Horse and West Hastings waiting for the next ‘sell‘. I looked up into the window of this square cat that live in the townhouse across the street.</p>
<p>He was one of the only brothers that lived in Lake Edward but didn’t stay there, if you know what I mean. When we would see him or his family coming or going we would give them respect. We would stop cussing so loud, stop pulling on our blunts, or any of the other things we felt that would show him disrespect. If we saw his wife, we wouldn’t try and holla at her, even though she was worth it. And when we saw his two daughters straying a little too far from their front door, one of us would tell them, “Oooo, Ima tell your Mama you not in front of the house like suppose to be.” He also had one of the only cars on the block that was being used as a couch like some of the other cars.</p>
<p><strong><em>To Be Continued</em></strong></p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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</script></p><p>When I was ten years my mother took me and my three sisters to the crucifixion of Jesus of Galilee.  She would take us to just about all the ones to scare us into be ‘good little children’.  It wasn&#8217;t that much different from the other ones, but this seemed just odd.<span id="more-219"></span>  The Temple folk and Pharisees were all screaming at Jesus about coming down and showing Himself to be real Messiah.  My littlest sister Naomi was crying as always but there were other women crying more than her.</p>
<p>I asked one of the neighbors, &#8220;Who are those women that are crying the most.&#8221;  He told me that it was that Jesus’ mother and sisters.  I remember vividly the sky got all black, and a stillness in the air like the world was about to stop.  The Centurions stopped gambling for Jesus’ clothing, the Pharisees stopped calling to Him to come down, everything just stopped.  Then He cried out, “Father, Father why have you forsaking Me.”</p>
<p>“Maybe He is calling for Elijah?” one of the Pharisees asked.</p>
<p>But it was like He was calling for the Lord of Creation to help Him.  I’m did not understand that next part so I got sacred and held Naomi closer.  One of crooks started talking to Him about something important because afterward the crook got happy and started laugh, crying out, and shouting of praises.  </p>
<p>Now with all the crucifixions I had seen this one, like I said earlier was odd for another reason, Jesus did not look defeated but victorious.  Like He was at the end of a great battle and won.  But how is it, He was the one about to die?  He was the one nailed to the cross; He was the one that was on the offence.  Because only the guilty are executed, right?  </p>
<p>The next thing that happened was truly odd.  He, Jesus, cried out, <a href="http://net.bible.org/verse.php?book=Joh&#038;chapter=19&#038;verse=30">“<strong><em>It is finished!</em></strong>”</a></p>
<p>What was finished, what had started?  I didn’t know what He was talking about until I got older and went to school in Rome.  I went to the Temple, like my mother made me promise, and I heard the one of the leaders reading from the <a href="http://net.bible.org/bible.php?book=Rom&#038;chapter=1">Letter of Paul</a>.  I started to understand more and more, the more I went.  Now I understand why Jesus said that it was finished.</p>
<p>Yes, all that wickedness that the devil caused was finished and now we can come back into the LORD God’s Presence without that veil and our sin being in the way.</p>
<p>Now that I am the father, grandfather to be exact, I do so want my seeds to have all that Christ Jesus purchased at the Cross of Calvary.  But who wouldn&#8217;t?  Even if you didn’t see the Crucifixion of our Lord, you should still want your children to have the best and Christ Jesus in the Best that our Heavenly Father has.</p>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 16:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ambe</dc:creator>
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<p>As I listen to the convocations of <strong>‘<em>How’s it going?</em>’</strong> to <strong>‘<em>Did you hear?</em>’</strong> it was all holy and full of cheer not a harsh word was spoken, just the love of God tickling the ear.  Watching the young sisters serving reminded me of back home fish fry in the church parking lot as a little boy, I always wondered where those gray smiles came from and now I know.  As good brothers took empty plates of those who could and couldn’t make, this is the end result of <em><strong>‘Godly Home Training’</strong></em>.</p>
<p>I saw baby saints picking off each others plates, talking about this, that, and the third in some language I never heard.  Brothers talking about how good God is and Sisters talking about good God will be, is the language of the Saints Fellowshipping.</p>
<p>The Holy Spirit came around about the beginning of Praise &#038; Worship and He stayed during the sermon to do some convicting.  I know He was in the Fellowship Hall for the feast.  But He didn’t get the chicken plate or a cup of juice, not even a piece of fruit.  Because you see, the Spirit of God was full and glad from the Saints Fellowshipping.</p>
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