<?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-2540584931618845464</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:39:09.637-08:00</updated><category term='pilgrimage'/><category term='Everyday Delights'/><category term='Artwork'/><category term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>heart to heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-5601167603968519109</id><published>2009-08-04T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:59:33.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday Delights'/><title type='text'>More Everyday Delights</title><content type='html'>I am already seeing a pattern in the way I visualize the world. The things my mind/eyes are drawn to are not always immediate delights. It's not a delight until God anoints it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnkCbDua1VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/of2GE-s6ANE/s1600-h/Indian+girl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366323094868383058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnkCbDua1VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/of2GE-s6ANE/s400/Indian+girl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Short story...I facilitate a support group called Creative Expressions and tonight's project was to reflect and write about a photo following a sheet of questions. My photo is this beautiful young American Indian child. I feel somewhat vulnerable sharing this but here goes... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are your first thoughts/initial reactions about this picture?&lt;/em&gt; She is old and childlike at the same time. "I don't want to grow up...this isn't who I was created to be. This is a mask someone else imposed upon me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are this person's emotions?&lt;/em&gt; Fearful of being lost and being someone you're not. There's no joy in this costume. Sad acquiescence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give this woman a voice...tell her story.&lt;/em&gt; I used to have friends and play and laugh but then I was literally picked up and placed in a foreign land. I was told how to act and how to look. I don't have anyone in my life who can hear me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;What ways can you personally relate with her? &lt;/em&gt;I too live in a foreign land. I am a child of God living in a sinful world. This world tells me how to look, what to do and how to be successful. I can't be who I was created to be for fear of abandonment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How are you different?&lt;/em&gt; I &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; a voice...I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; my Father and I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; where to find Him. I am &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; a captive and I will &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; be abandoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The absolute DELIGHT of knowing your true identity...that you are a beloved child of God. We are aliens in this world. As a Christ-follower I often feel like that little girl looks. I just don't fit in - I don't belong here. There is a voice within my heart that calls me back to my true self, back to my true Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For through him we both have access to the Father by one Spirit. Consequently, you are no longer foreigners and aliens, but fellow citizens with God's people and members of God's household..."&lt;/em&gt; Ephesians 2:18-19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precious Peep&lt;/strong&gt; of the day is Tricia who has a beautiful heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnkCMFxFoyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mucQGnWKQvw/s1600-h/Tricia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366322837718410018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnkCMFxFoyI/AAAAAAAAAQs/mucQGnWKQvw/s400/Tricia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2540584931618845464-5601167603968519109?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5601167603968519109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=5601167603968519109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5601167603968519109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5601167603968519109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-everyday-delights.html' title='More Everyday Delights'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnkCbDua1VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/of2GE-s6ANE/s72-c/Indian+girl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-1779941791626733626</id><published>2009-08-03T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:02:01.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday Delights'/><title type='text'>Toes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/Snel57pYnRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EEllPQRmi6w/s1600-h/toes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365939895717633298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/Snel57pYnRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EEllPQRmi6w/s400/toes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toes? Really? The only thing better than getting a professional pedicure is being treated by your neighbor to a gals day out to get a pedicure. Now that's a delight! The pedicure is actually 2 weeks old today so this was an encore delight as I gazed upon the digits. &lt;em&gt;Thank you&lt;/em&gt; Janet and thank You Lord for my dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another's feet." John 13:14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precious Peeps:&lt;/strong&gt; This is Janet attacking my lawn problem last summer. She, her husband Jeff and my other neighbor Reuban swooped in and saved the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/Snev8PWE8UI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WqWFgyb_9ho/s1600-h/Janet+in+the+dirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365950930481377602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/Snev8PWE8UI/AAAAAAAAAQU/WqWFgyb_9ho/s400/Janet+in+the+dirt.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-1779941791626733626?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1779941791626733626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=1779941791626733626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1779941791626733626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1779941791626733626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/toes.html' title='Toes?'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/Snel57pYnRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EEllPQRmi6w/s72-c/toes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-2853022665825985068</id><published>2009-08-02T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:23:18.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday Delights'/><title type='text'>Moon over our hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnZWKoKi5hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/66YkjqTz5WY/s1600-h/Aug+2+moon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 76px; height: 455px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnZWKoKi5hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/66YkjqTz5WY/s400/Aug+2+moon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365570746638853650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait to see what this new day unfolds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love walking through my days now with my camera in the holster ready to draw and shoot at a moment's notice. On day 2 of "Everyday Delights" I realized not all delights can be photographs and at the same time...not all days present delights. Some situations need to be processed through God's truth before they can delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My Sunday evening small group met this evening and there were some very difficult and deep life experiences discussed. What is the opposite of delight? Horror! How could I possible leave this group with a photo of delight? At the end of group we prayed which reassures us that God is in the midst, listening and beginning a new good work in our lives. I asked for the fullness of God's light to shine in our hearts and minds and to allow that light to disperse the darkness and lies. As I got up from my seat and turned around I saw the full moon shining down upon us. Thank You Jesus for the fullness of Your presence, Truth and light! Delight!&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The people living in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned." Matthew 4:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world." John 1:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." John 12:46&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For God, who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ. 2Corinthians 4:6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you ou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;t of darkness into his wonderful  light."1Peter 2:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God." Ephesians 3:19\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Precious Peeps...&lt;/span&gt;With some friends it doesn't matter how much time passes - they are in your heart, you love them and you pick up where you left off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnZWWKD8zMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WqjnXN3MVrs/s1600-h/Aug+2+ohaver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnZWWKD8zMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/WqjnXN3MVrs/s400/Aug+2+ohaver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365570944716557506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-2853022665825985068?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2853022665825985068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=2853022665825985068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2853022665825985068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2853022665825985068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/moon-over-our-hearts.html' title='Moon over our hearts'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnZWKoKi5hI/AAAAAAAAAP8/66YkjqTz5WY/s72-c/Aug+2+moon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-3475136364805870994</id><published>2009-08-01T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:44:41.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everyday Delights'/><title type='text'>Everyday Delights</title><content type='html'>I realized I had stopped taking photos lately. Was life getting too drab to capture Kodak moments or have I been taking the beauty of life for granted? I think the latter. I want to re-energize my heart and mind toward gratitude &amp;amp; wonder for life's experience and to refresh my eyes to renew a creative focus of wonder.  The answer...today, I'm starting a year long journey... "everyday delights" photo journal. Every day I will rejoice with praise as I document the beauty of creation, relationships, Truth and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my camera along today as I begin this new journey. It's only 4:00pm and I already can't decide which one photo I will choose. Hmmm...maybe I can do 2 or 3 a day. God is too grand and awesome to be limited to one delight a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnS125_Sm8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/aQN31Z1CQA8/s1600-h/Aug+1b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnS125_Sm8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/aQN31Z1CQA8/s400/Aug+1b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365113010988948418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first entry is the delightful oasis, Caribou Coffee. It's just not about the coffee but the soft leather chair, the 'people watching' and the escape from the daily tasks. Thank You Lord for times of rest!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Be still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and know that I am God;  I will be exalted among the nations,  I will be exalted in the earth." Ps. 46:10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some churches/cathedrals have beauty and honor to God pressed into every nook and cranny. I love stained glass, statues, vaulted architecture. I am reminded of the faith, gifts and passion for God that was released into the craftsmanship. May God be glorified throughout the earth!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I will praise you, O Lord my God, with all my heart;  I will glorify your name forever." Ps. 86:12&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnS1-2nf1LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XmXB5WOfwtw/s1600-h/Aug+1c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnS1-2nf1LI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XmXB5WOfwtw/s400/Aug+1c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365113147522798770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The cranny I found today was a carving in the surrounds of the front entrance to SS Peter and Paul in Naperville. I attended a memorial service at the ministry center of the church and captured a number of photos outside. Within the service, I delighted in the humble, gracious, beautiful words from the deacon who was also the son of the deceased. Beautiful Scriptures, faith encouraged, brothers and sisters in Christ, the beautiful statue of Mary holding baby Jesus...DELIGHT! Thank You Jesus that we have a place in Your Kingdom for eternity. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He 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."  He who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new!"" Rev 21:1-5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why this photo? Why is this delightful to me? I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;that the Holy Spirit dwells within His children and pours His power and presence into our hearts and minds and that we get the awesome privilege of pouring that right back out into His Kingdom. That is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fruit &lt;/span&gt;of the Spirit. Thank You Jesus that You did not leave us as orphans. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the Lord Almighty." Zech. 4:6 &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control." Galatians 5:22-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Precious Peeps&lt;/span&gt;...everyday they delight!! Isn't Kerrie's color scheme brilliant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnTuYr16WuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NszLSimMx5g/s1600-h/Aug+1e+tony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnTuYr16WuI/AAAAAAAAAP0/NszLSimMx5g/s400/Aug+1e+tony.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365175163958221538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnTuRBhBjKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rkmgoLEAHcg/s1600-h/Aug+1kerri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnTuRBhBjKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/rkmgoLEAHcg/s400/Aug+1kerri.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365175032337239202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-3475136364805870994?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3475136364805870994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=3475136364805870994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/3475136364805870994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/3475136364805870994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyday-delights.html' title='Everyday Delights'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SnS125_Sm8I/AAAAAAAAAPc/aQN31Z1CQA8/s72-c/Aug+1b.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-4423985417272342622</id><published>2009-04-04T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:38:41.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SdeNdinjJbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JA3eaD_5IpI/s1600-h/chiffon+w.+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 89px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SdeNdinjJbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JA3eaD_5IpI/s400/chiffon+w.+woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320877023409939890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allow me to indulge and share an experience I had this morning during church worship. During our first song I had a very clear vision of  being in the heavens with God and He was throwing out sparkling white strands of fabric around me as I twirled. As I was twirling in  His hand being wrapped in His strands I thought..."but God, I'm blinded now?" As  we continued to sing I realized that the white strands were now flowing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;out &lt;/span&gt;of me  and into the world and even just landing on the ground to accumulate. It brought to mind the thoughts of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daily manna&lt;/span&gt;. How awesome to think of our  daily worship as our daily bread...hmmm. Interestingly, the third song of the day was one I had never heard before and included the phrase:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"blinded  by the grace of God"&lt;/span&gt; and that was exactly the experience I had in the earlier vision.  He wraps us up in His presence and His glory. Beautiful! Praise God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-4423985417272342622?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4423985417272342622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=4423985417272342622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/4423985417272342622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/4423985417272342622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2009/04/allow-me-to-indulge-and-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SdeNdinjJbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/JA3eaD_5IpI/s72-c/chiffon+w.+woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-5404729979372450039</id><published>2008-10-22T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:19:25.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><title type='text'>The Story of Everything</title><content type='html'>We're in the midst of a great 6-week teaching series at &lt;a href="http://www.communitychristian.org/"&gt;Community Christian Church&lt;/a&gt;...The Story of Everything. This series explores the foundations of Christianity and discusses "what we believe" including the topics: God, Sin, Jesus, Holy Spirit, Church, Eternity. I was asked to create a series of Calligraphy pieces to coincide with the teaching. There is a short description for each piece which follows the Story/chapter for the series. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP-_9_JmyPI/AAAAAAAAANA/kPx5D7N5L30/s1600-h/1+Creation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP-_9_JmyPI/AAAAAAAAANA/kPx5D7N5L30/s400/1+Creation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260133961436678386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter One: God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The story begins with the main character ELOHIM moving  within the plot of creation. This Hebrew name for God signifies omnipotent  power and the plurality of persons in the Godhead: the Father, the Son and  the Holy Spirit. All three in one were at work, all three in one "so loved  the world" before, during and after creation. The action of the story, an  amazing love, compelled them to proceed. In this chapter the Word, the truth,  the light is unveiled and woven into the fabric of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_BEhE0fYI/AAAAAAAAANI/SCo2YIzamFU/s1600-h/2+Fallen+man.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_BEhE0fYI/AAAAAAAAANI/SCo2YIzamFU/s400/2+Fallen+man.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260135173134253442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r  Two: Sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man's terminal condition on the earth was sin. His sinful nature is  tethered in bondage to the earthly realm and there are no exceptions, "all  have sinned". But...God changed the trajectory of this story when He revealed  His love through the incarnated character, Christ the Savior. Love triumphs  as the blood of Christ is brutally shed for man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_Bep_T64I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6opvbaXr534/s1600-h/3+Salvation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_Bep_T64I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6opvbaXr534/s400/3+Salvation.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260135622203665282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Three:  Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much action in Chapter two that time must be spent  unpacking the mystery and fullness of this sacrificial event. This character  Jesus is called the Son of Man...He is the only begotten son of the Most  High. Let there be no mistake. The Son of Man is depicted here with a coat of  many colors...He is too amazing to describe in words...He is the light and as  the light He is a spectrum of all colors good and true. Out of this true  light, empowered by love, emerges the action of incarnation...His union with  our human world. His love drove Him toward a cross where death and  resurrection provided the atonement to reunite man with God. His love  continues to press into time as we shall all be restored...all made  new.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_CkY-hgdI/AAAAAAAAANw/MMxBh2hi5Ms/s1600-h/4+Holy+Spirit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_CkY-hgdI/AAAAAAAAANw/MMxBh2hi5Ms/s400/4+Holy+Spirit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260136820227801554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Four: The Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we think the story has ended  and Jesus leaves this earth to be at the Father's side, a new unexpected plot  twist energizes man as he receives Christ's presence within as the Holy  Spirit descends like tongues of fire. Explosive power. Explosive power within  each man who believes. Man becomes a new character, with a new heart and the  Spirit within to begin a new life, abiding in Christ. This Spirit of power  and love and joy and peace and wisdom cannot be confined but spills out into  this world as we seek to do His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_B7euTV_I/AAAAAAAAANg/bmocpdQTQQk/s1600-h/5+The+church.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_B7euTV_I/AAAAAAAAANg/bmocpdQTQQk/s400/5+The+church.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260136117395740658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Five: The Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our  next chapter unveils God's plot to seek a bride. The bride of Christ  is introduced as a character of characters. Every beloved, individual man  with unique design and gifts is united with another and with another. Each  man becomes part of a whole, beautiful design called the church. God's dream  of His relationship with man has taken a new shape. He exhibits patience  in this relationship as He is not willing to let any be lost. The church  will continue to grow in depth and beauty until He says it is finished.  This beautiful being is sent out into the world on a daily basis to minister  to the lost...to be His hands on this earth until the day  approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_CH_t8loI/AAAAAAAAANo/SOP17Pppu3Q/s1600-h/6+The+end.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP_CH_t8loI/AAAAAAAAANo/SOP17Pppu3Q/s400/6+The+end.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260136332411049602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chapter Six: Never Ending Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Glory...the wedding  bells chime as the bride emerges into the embrace of the most magnificent  Husband. Who could have guessed the ending to this story was just the  beginning...a new beginning with a new heaven, a new earth. Glory emerging!  The beginning and the end has a name...He is the Alpha and the Omega. Glory,  Glory Glory! There are no longer human words or images to describe the  vision...just Glory forever and ever, Glory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-5404729979372450039?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5404729979372450039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=5404729979372450039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5404729979372450039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5404729979372450039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/10/story-of-everything.html' title='The Story of Everything'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SP-_9_JmyPI/AAAAAAAAANA/kPx5D7N5L30/s72-c/1+Creation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-905000715425249740</id><published>2008-07-23T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:21:09.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIfmjs-CT2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/rISn8Q5_C5U/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226399393627918178" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIfmjs-CT2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/rISn8Q5_C5U/s200/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am consistently &lt;em&gt;awed&lt;/em&gt; by God’s presence and revelation during our quiet times together. (If you’re just joining me, I’m documenting a pilgrimage I’m experiencing as I work the Beth Moore Bible Study &lt;em&gt;Psalms of Ascent&lt;/em&gt;. I daily walk down to the basement and lay down humbly before the Father. I call this self-abasement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I spent the majority of the time crying. I feel so unworthy of God’s grace and presence…why would our amazing God want to spend time with me and bless me so abundantly. Modeled from a previous vision, I have been placing my hands upon God’s feet. This morning His feet turned 90 degrees and ask&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIiltVaPy5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mZhNiHnshVY/s1600-h/Sun+rising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIiltVaPy5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/mZhNiHnshVY/s200/Sun+rising.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226609565823388562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed me to face the same direction. I turned and saw the sun rise in the east. Attached to the sun, and looking like a hot air balloon, was a mattress with a mystery person upon the bed. Watch the sun (the Son) rise and raise the sick with Him. Keep your eyes upon Jesus and watch Him do the work of healing. God spoke the words to me…"I anoint you with the gift of healing…guard your gift…keep your eyes on Jesus". I immediately dismissed this as “wishful thinking” but God repeated His words. I receive that Lord! Lord, all I can do is humbly submit to You each day and use my Spirit-led heart and hands to minister wherever You place me. Proverbs 3:5-6 &lt;em&gt;“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.”&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/2540584931618845464-905000715425249740?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/905000715425249740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=905000715425249740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/905000715425249740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/905000715425249740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/ascent-continues-10.html' title='ascent continues-10'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIfmjs-CT2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/rISn8Q5_C5U/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-615457088489747991</id><published>2008-07-18T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T18:45:59.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent - continues 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIulGhX8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XpGeixZ0nAo/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIulGhX8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XpGeixZ0nAo/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224789732643828306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the middle of the amazing pilgrimage God has blessed me with, I was even &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; blessed with an exciting week's vacation in San Diego. I continued my study but didn't bring my electronic connections to the world so no blogs for awhile. I have quite a bit to update so let me see how I can document this simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oppression&lt;/span&gt; (Psalm 129)- The topic of oppression screamed out over a few days...not external oppression but the kind that is generated from within. I saw the depths of my own self-idolatry, self-pity, self-shame. I half-laughed as I browsed through a San Diego magazine where 80% of the printing was geared toward plastic surgery, liposuction, skin rejuvination, &lt;em&gt;etc&lt;/em&gt;. As I read through the ads I began wondering what I should do first? Liposuction probably...just start sculpting away. When will I ever be free from the urge to upgrade my body, my looks? It has indeed been a life long place of oppression. In Beth Moore's study she wrote of birds...God made birds to be free...I have been made to be free. I need to mend these broken wings that have constricted my ability to be free. Do I want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pose &lt;/span&gt;for the world or for God? Here lies the healing from this oppression, 1Corinthians 3:18 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit."&lt;/span&gt; I need to pose for the Lord, letting His light shine through me.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;Who needs lipo when I can be transformed into His likeness. Why would anyone even want to look to the physical body when they can see the reflection of the Lord on the face...through the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these same reflections, I was reminded of a very disturbing dream I had years ago. I was plunged deep into a hole in a wall. It felt like death and eternal separation from God. I could still remember the fear I felt as I realized I would be imprisoned and alone for eternity. But this day, God gave me a vision of release from the hole...from the oppression. I felt freedom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Robe&lt;/span&gt; - As I continued my work of laying before the Lord, I had a vision of my hands at His feet. He told me to grab His robe. I immediately thought of the woman who grabbed hold of Jesus' robe and she was healed. To her, Jesus said, "your &lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt; has healed you." As I grabbed hold of God's robe in my vision I realized there was no robe in the front where I reached. Hmmm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now faith is being sure of what you hope for and certain of what you do not see"&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps I am to prepare for an encounter requiring deep faith. I looked up the priest's garments to see if there was any correlation with my vision. (I just reread that sentence and it sounds crude:) I went to my Bible and found Scripture related to the priestly garments (much better) Ah...Exodus 28:31-32 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Make the robe of the ephod entirely of blue cloth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with an opening for the head in its center&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;I wonder if this opening continued down the front as my vision revealed? Not only was my heart blessed by the message of 'faith without sight' but it was also a very intimate moment with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hand&lt;/span&gt; - this reflection with God made me tremble with joy. As I was o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIzQJpeutI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XTH5GJueGsQ/s1600-h/anointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIzQJpeutI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XTH5GJueGsQ/s200/anointing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224794870264019666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n the floor laying humbly and praisefully before God He reached out His hand to me and asked me to stand up. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIwJXvzZQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/l7AMArRRTlw/s1600-h/Hands+touching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIwJXvzZQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/l7AMArRRTlw/s320/Hands+touching.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224791455254668546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stood and He put His palms out for me to touch...ten fingers and palms placed against my ten &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIyU-huizI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fag0yvM_L5Y/s1600-h/mitosis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 76px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIyU-huizI/AAAAAAAAAFg/fag0yvM_L5Y/s200/mitosis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224793853666429746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fingers and palms. At that moment our hearts visually became one. He moved His hand and placed it upon my head and said "From my hand to your hands...I will pour My healing power." (I've always asked God for His power and anointing to heal so I wanted this to mean that God would be granting this anointing...only time will tell.) I wiped some of my own tears from my face and then held out my palms to God. Two  huge tears fell from Him and landed in my hands. "I am saddened and grieved by  the sufferings of this world." I poured the tears around me in a complete circle  and the compassionate feelings of the Lord encircled me and grew up into me. I  am to see/feel the sufferings of the world with the same heart of God. In regard to healing God said, "He will tell me when healings are being done."   He will be present as I minister healing...from His right hand to my hands and  an assurance from His voice. Thank You Lord...I receive that. I laid down again and praised and thanked God. Praise you Father, praise You!!!&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/2540584931618845464-615457088489747991?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/615457088489747991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=615457088489747991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/615457088489747991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/615457088489747991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/ascent-continues-9.html' title='ascent - continues 9'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SIIulGhX8lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XpGeixZ0nAo/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-4178839390403320896</id><published>2008-07-17T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:33:50.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Delight...Delight!!!</title><content type='html'>Thank You God for a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;delightful &lt;/span&gt;vacation! Here are some pics from the San Diego trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH94XUA-a9I/AAAAAAAAADA/xL6cslBV5Ek/s1600-h/P1010011v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224026434678189010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 517px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 325px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH94XUA-a9I/AAAAAAAAADA/xL6cslBV5Ek/s320/P1010011v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH94nq1A41I/AAAAAAAAADI/UM8CdMLKkk8/s1600-h/P1010014v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224026715679941458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 467px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 370px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH94nq1A41I/AAAAAAAAADI/UM8CdMLKkk8/s320/P1010014v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH95n6vZc7I/AAAAAAAAADg/YmJAZoywOds/s1600-h/P1010087v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224027819462980530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 364px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH95n6vZc7I/AAAAAAAAADg/YmJAZoywOds/s320/P1010087v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96E1D_WQI/AAAAAAAAADw/fEihf5MF0ag/s1600-h/P1010081v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224028316154943746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96E1D_WQI/AAAAAAAAADw/fEihf5MF0ag/s320/P1010081v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH97ZCybZtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/radoKDxK-jY/s1600-h/P1010051v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224029762948392658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH97ZCybZtI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/radoKDxK-jY/s320/P1010051v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH95Kl3U0RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OQeEYt6h9wU/s1600-h/P1010020v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224027315642880274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH95Kl3U0RI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OQeEYt6h9wU/s320/P1010020v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3ebl349I/AAAAAAAAAEg/8qIQGbw69og/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224095826203632594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3ebl349I/AAAAAAAAAEg/8qIQGbw69og/s320/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3pOQxmSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iLkbZEL5XT0/s1600-h/P1010055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224096011604039970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3pOQxmSI/AAAAAAAAAEo/iLkbZEL5XT0/s320/P1010055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3zi0ZgAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rw8TCjaGHCU/s1600-h/P1010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224096188920856578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-3zi0ZgAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Rw8TCjaGHCU/s320/P1010048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96XAzMznI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qqLf47O3H4I/s1600-h/P1010106v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224028628543393394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 405px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96XAzMznI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qqLf47O3H4I/s320/P1010106v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96tv7eg_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-sZIhVGfMgc/s1600-h/P1010116v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224029019151696882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 408px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 331px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH96tv7eg_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-sZIhVGfMgc/s320/P1010116v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH963meedpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bQ8vWWzaJvQ/s1600-h/P1010129v.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224029188412831378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 383px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH963meedpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/bQ8vWWzaJvQ/s320/P1010129v.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were coastal vistas, beautiful/colorful flowers, fishing, kayaking, ballooning, hiking, sea lions, pelicans, leopard sharks, tide pools, great food and lots of relaxation, peace and joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Delight in abundance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-6DHFiydI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I3m0YZdgGCE/s1600-h/BettyBoop7%2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224098655377738194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH-6DHFiydI/AAAAAAAAAFA/I3m0YZdgGCE/s320/BettyBoop7%2708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing...here is a documented Betty Boop sighting in Coronado...tag you're it Eric! &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/2540584931618845464-4178839390403320896?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4178839390403320896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=4178839390403320896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/4178839390403320896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/4178839390403320896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/delightdelight.html' title='Delight...Delight!!!'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SH94XUA-a9I/AAAAAAAAADA/xL6cslBV5Ek/s72-c/P1010011v.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-2342985750147753548</id><published>2008-07-04T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:40:01.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent - continues 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SG60TUWeC8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rUlj4WuYsJs/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SG60TUWeC8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rUlj4WuYsJs/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219307262142450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God is amazing! The message He used to bring healing during my recent prayer time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parallels &lt;/span&gt;the Beth Moore Bible study I'm continuing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Passover&lt;/span&gt; was the key in the prayer time. The day after Passover begins the Feast of Unleavened Bread and that is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;where I am in the study. What a journey! The Feast of Unleavened Bread for me, will signify putting off the old, evil desires and putting on new, righteous desires. Ephesians 4:22-24 "You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; to be made new in the attitude of your minds; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness." The leaven symbolizes the evil and corrupted so that's got to go! The feast lasted 7 days days so I'm going to spend the next 7 days working Eph. 4:22-24 in whatever way God brings conviction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-2342985750147753548?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2342985750147753548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=2342985750147753548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2342985750147753548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2342985750147753548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/ascent-continues-8.html' title='ascent - continues 8'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SG60TUWeC8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/rUlj4WuYsJs/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-1675831000722768437</id><published>2008-07-01T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:04:19.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ascent continues -prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr05S0UzpI/AAAAAAAAACY/JsFZcRSYxjo/s1600-h/hand+on+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr05S0UzpI/AAAAAAAAACY/JsFZcRSYxjo/s320/hand+on+face.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218252383403167378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you read my last post you read about the vision of the gray sloth-man and how I was awaiting prayers with Kristy to get some deliverance from that. Today was the day! During my self-abasement I tried to prepare my heart for the prayer time with praise, petition and confession. God spoke 2 things to me..."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're going to be wowed&lt;/span&gt;". Well I was indeed wowed and the word "grace" was part of an astounding revelation...let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer begins. Kristy asked God to bring back the vision of the gray sloth-man...I tried to re-envision that but instead the man melted into a pool of gray slime, flooding the ground. I was reminded of a favorite scene from the movie, "The Passion of the Christ" when Mary&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr5CXAVXJI/AAAAAAAAACo/QCr6rSa1x80/s1600-h/paint+blob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr5CXAVXJI/AAAAAAAAACo/QCr6rSa1x80/s320/paint+blob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218256937192610962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; passionately wiped up Jesus' blood from the ground...precious blood! Isn't it just like the enemy to impersonate our Lord. I was being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slimed &lt;/span&gt;by the enemies blood. Kristy felt prompted to discover what was underneath that gray. She discerned it was fear. Over and over she would be hearing God focus on fear. I couldn't connect with fear (although I did think the enemy feared what was under that slime). Perhaps the renewed passion for the Lord and His Kingdom I seek is under there? Kristy led me to think about Kathy the child...was the fear there? I saw myself as a child smashed between two boards, immobilized, stuck. I had a paintbrush in my hand painting with the gray slime. I didn't feel fear but an odd sense of acceptance...this was my lot in life. I was sexually abused as a child and already knew that could be a part of the stronghold I was living within (or I should say dying within). Through all of my past recovery work and spiritual rebirth (praise God) I know I don't have fear in my spirit or emotions. I know I am secure in Christ. Today was an unfolding of the unspoken, unknown fear within the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;physical &lt;/span&gt;realm. I didn't realize that I had a disconnect here. At one point in the prayer I knew...Kristy knew...that I'd have to revisit the abuse to get connected with the fear and ask for deliverance and healing from that. I was ready to confront that horror - that trauma but it didn't happen. I was receiving healing from that physical fear without having to relive the experience (hmmm, that's not what I'd been told in healing prayer classes). The healing vision God gave to me was "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;painting my doorpost&lt;/span&gt; (with that same paintbrush) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with the true blood of Christ&lt;/span&gt;" This was now the time for my body to be delivered from fear and anything that came to bring harm, despair and death by the blood of Christ. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All things evil must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passover me&lt;/span&gt;!!! The physical realm of Kathy was being reconnected with the truth and with the already transformed heart/mind and spirit of Kathy. I love that Passover was just prior to the Israelites deliverance...and isn't that what I was seeking today. At this point God was willing to unveil what was underneath that gray slime. He washed it away and covered it by the true blood of Christ. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr6n7rYrfI/AAAAAAAAACw/kqPQIqNP4AM/s1600-h/beating+heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr6n7rYrfI/AAAAAAAAACw/kqPQIqNP4AM/s320/beating+heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218258682203647474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What emerged was my heart...a large, red, robust, intensely beating heart. His hands embraced it and infused His Spirit and power and goodness into me. That absolutely symbolized to me the unveiling and impartation of a renewed passion for Christ and His Kingdom. Anything that was hindering me was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Passing-over &lt;/span&gt;and the fullness of His presence within could be expressed. My words here can't even come close to the actual prayer experiences but I know that I know that I was delivered today...He began a new work within me. AMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the very last sentences of the prayer, an ice cream truck with it's joyful melody drove by the house. I delight in the most joyful, happy memory as a child of hearing the ice cream truck coming. The passion explodes within your heart and nothing will stop you from pursuing that treat. Quick get mom's approval, get the cash and run and stop that truck! I have that childlike joy right now!!! Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I must mention where God's word "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grace&lt;/span&gt;" fits in. After prayer Kristy and I discussed my inability to get in touch with or experience the childhood abuse. At that moment I realized, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;protection &lt;/span&gt;was God's hand of grace...God blocked those feelings and healed me without recounting the trauma. I was overwhelmed with emotion as I realized what God did. He never meant for that to happen to me, His child, the first time around...why would He allow it a second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to have a deeply spiritual and gifted friend to lead me through a very intense and difficult prayer time. Kristy is so in tune with the Spirit that she moved our prayer time with the skill of master conductor. The tempo was amazingly perfect...the pauses for reflection were timed with precision. The ebb and flow of the experience was something only God could orchestrate and thank you Kristy, that you were listening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for this journey and this healing today...I am indeed overwhelmed by Your creative, healing presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about halfway through the Bible study and my journey upwards...I can't wait to see what God has in store for the new me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-1675831000722768437?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1675831000722768437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=1675831000722768437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1675831000722768437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1675831000722768437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/ascent-continues-prayer.html' title='ascent continues -prayer'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGr05S0UzpI/AAAAAAAAACY/JsFZcRSYxjo/s72-c/hand+on+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-2914811256717269610</id><published>2008-06-25T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:45:25.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues -7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGJWUOEjqNI/AAAAAAAAABo/BdQ8I8GEPSg/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215826223823038674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGJWUOEjqNI/AAAAAAAAABo/BdQ8I8GEPSg/s320/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before beginning day 13 let me provide a brief recap. I am in the middle of a Bible study by Beth Moore entitled "Stepping Up, a Journey Through the Psalms of Ascent". In the beginning of the study she encouraged us to humbly lay down before God each day...lay all the way down on our faces...nose to rug. I choose to do this every day in my basement (low as I could get:) so that is why you'll see me document my journey as self-abasement days (mixed in with comments on the Psalm studied). The 15 Psalms of Ascent are #120-134. They correspond with the 15 steps at the Nicanor Gate of the Temple. They represent a pilgrimage…an upward journey. They also are thought to be songs of the journey from Babylon back to Jerusalem (just as the Jews were exiles in Babylon…I’m an exile…a captivity of my own right now). If God is inviting me to “GO UP” then He must have allowed me to go way down first. So I am on a journey with God and He is drawing me up the steps closer to Him and His plans and purposes. This is my pilgrimage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day13 self-abasement. I again know that I am in the presence of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGJeQ5plVSI/AAAAAAAAABw/qnl4N6bqDF4/s1600-h/Yoga+child+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215834962894607650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGJeQ5plVSI/AAAAAAAAABw/qnl4N6bqDF4/s320/Yoga+child+pose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peace and I am to "Trust in the Lord with all my heart". I am feeling somewhat sad that I have nothing to give to God. My verbal praises feel empty compared to the enormity of who He is. I crawled up into a ball and felt like child before God. As I'm writing this I'm reminded that at times we must "die to live". Perhaps I'm being brought toward the core of my humanness and inability to "be" without God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGb5x6mFsyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i3CEF0XxH4A/s1600-h/faceless+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217131854293218082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGb5x6mFsyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/i3CEF0XxH4A/s320/faceless+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Days14-15 self-abasement. The experience has been less peace and more agitation. I had a vision of a presence within me...a gray, sloth-man who was something like a faceless, spineless mummenschanz creature. I immediately despised him and felt repulsed. I mentioned in a previous post that, &lt;em&gt;"I’ve become cynical and lost my naïve joie de vive....I want to arrive at a Spirit-filled truth that can sustain me through the loneliness and meaninglessness."&lt;/em&gt; Perhaps that faceless creature represents that pit of despair. And due to the length of this season, I'm assuming a stronghold. So when God shows you there's something to get delivered from what do you do? My knee jerk reaction was to never tell a soul how weird and sinful I am but, after striking down the pride, I called my &lt;em&gt;bff&lt;/em&gt; and favorite deliverer-er Kristy for a prayer appointment &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; chose to blog about it. Previous lesson learned: always bring the sin into the light! The enemy only has power in the darkness...hidden within the lies and deceit. I'm not surprised that part of my current pilgrimage will involve some deliverance work and I actually feel encouraged and hopeful that God has a grand leap forward in store. I trust You Lord, I surrender this to You Lord and choose to be transformed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-2914811256717269610?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2914811256717269610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=2914811256717269610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2914811256717269610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/2914811256717269610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-7.html' title='ascent continues -7'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGJWUOEjqNI/AAAAAAAAABo/BdQ8I8GEPSg/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-5413748996949713115</id><published>2008-06-24T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T07:19:25.391-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues -6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGG1zVcWwyI/AAAAAAAAABg/HBQTnTfSmes/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215649737005777698" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGG1zVcWwyI/AAAAAAAAABg/HBQTnTfSmes/s320/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Day 10, 11, 12 self-abasement. The last few days of aspiring humble submission before the Lord have centerered upon very quiet, peaceful communion. "Be still and know that I am God". I'm in awe of the depth of quiet I am experiencing. If I could put words on it, it feels as if I'm going deeper and deeper into His presence. By day 12 I experience physical warmth in addition to the quiet peace. Since my current Bible study is to reflect the &lt;em&gt;journey&lt;/em&gt; of ascent, I find myself walking through the days &lt;em&gt;expecting&lt;/em&gt; forward movement, discovery, and greater levels of understanding. What will emerge as one connects deeper and deeper in communion with God. My human instinct is to worry about being overwhelmed by His presence but that is not what God has unfolded for me in our times together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;One puzzling statement I received from God was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"find the secrets of the garden" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(I can't remember if He said secret or secrets). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I went back and assembled the pieces of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this  &lt;/span&gt;present journey of ascent that connect with a garden (ie. these are statements from past posts)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw a vision of a young girl on her hands and knees planting a seed in very fertile soil. God said, “Watch it grow.” The Lord is providing the fertile soil for my growth along this journey…seeds will be planted and growth is the outcome. I didn’t provide the soil, I’m not providing the seeds but this is all God’s work within me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My feet have arrived upon the fertile soil of the Lord’s house of peace. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;[the City of Peace] I was reminded of the phrase “bloom where you’re planted”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perhaps the tears were watering the seeds just sowed in the fertile soil (day 3).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;It’s not my job to see God’s work but to continue to be obedient to minister where He plants me. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hmmm...growth, God's provision, God's peace, obedience...the secrets are vast. Or perhaps that's the secret...God and His Kingdom are beyond fathoming. Perhaps the secret is that our wisdom, knowledge, understanding and experience of God and His Kingdom grow and expand as we allow the Gardener to tend to every detail. There is no end to the depth and breadth of the knowledge of the Kingdom in relationship with God. We can never define the intricate, complex grandeur of the Kingdom but we can trust the Gardener fully. Give Him the fullest measure of the fertile soil of your heart and He will create a masterpiece. Perhaps the secret is a journey of trust? The fall of man was a fall of trust. Adam and Eve stopped trusting God and His provision in the garden and trusted the serpent and their own desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continue this pilgrimage deeper and deeper into the presence and fellowship of God I want to trust Him, grow in that trust and be challenged to go beyond... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Psalm 124 study...God is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; us, on our side. In contrast to believing God's is indeed on our side...Beth describes us this way, "We proved a terrible disappointment to God, but because He is faithful to His covenant, He's obligated to see the plan to completion. Therefore, He tolerates us because He's stuck with us." How true:) I received the Psalm 23:6 verse "Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life..." I found the word "follow" is also translated "chase after me" and "pursue me".  That brought a whole new new meaning to that precious verse. Not only is God &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for us&lt;/span&gt; as Psalm 124 unveils but He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pursues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; us and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;chases after us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thank You Lord for Your pursuing love and faithful presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Is this part of the journey? First thing after my self-abasement today I discovered the Todd Bentley website regarding the Florida outpouring at &lt;a href="http://www.ignitedchurch.com/"&gt;Ignite Church&lt;/a&gt;. Hmmm. God, I'm listening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-5413748996949713115?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5413748996949713115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=5413748996949713115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5413748996949713115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5413748996949713115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-6.html' title='ascent continues -6'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SGG1zVcWwyI/AAAAAAAAABg/HBQTnTfSmes/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-7294465167558814826</id><published>2008-06-19T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:50:14.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>why ascend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsa2OyXOXI/AAAAAAAAABI/rdvlo_8o6is/s1600-h/monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsa2OyXOXI/AAAAAAAAABI/rdvlo_8o6is/s320/monkeys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213790512596072818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is gracious to escort me on a new spiritual journey but why? Is it for my happiness? While I know God desires to delight me just for sake of enjoyment and personal growth, the bigger picture involves transforming what you learn in those quiet times to serving others. In my usual Thursday afternoon spirituality group with women recovering from eating disorders, the bulk of our conversation revolved around the concept of focusing the eyes of our heart upon God. The exact message God used this morning to transform my heart was immediately used to teach, encourage and bless others. I thank you Lord for blessing me in our quiet time together but even greater thanks that others are served and blessed through You. That’s why I’m on this journey - to glorify the Lord through sharing the blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-7294465167558814826?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7294465167558814826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=7294465167558814826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7294465167558814826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7294465167558814826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-ascend.html' title='why ascend?'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsa2OyXOXI/AAAAAAAAABI/rdvlo_8o6is/s72-c/monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-5287156433742056238</id><published>2008-06-19T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:48:05.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues -5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsaVtx72KI/AAAAAAAAABA/D_5dHO-h4aw/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsaVtx72KI/AAAAAAAAABA/D_5dHO-h4aw/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789953980094626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day9 - self-abasement. My times with the Lord are getting longer and longer. I don’t want to leave His absolute peace when I am on my face, in a fully surrendered posture and a growing, transforming, surrendered heart. I asked God to help me have fresh eyes and spirit toward my work. I have become somewhat disillusioned with the ministry to patients in the mental health arena. I see change but I also see regression at a regular rate. Why don’t I see healing and deliverance that reflects God’s healing presence. Have I become pessimistic toward Your hand at work? The Lord answered me with 2 Scriptures:&lt;em&gt; “Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding…” &lt;/em&gt;Prov. 3:5 and &lt;em&gt;“…He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion…”&lt;/em&gt; Philippians 1:6. I allowed those verses to wash over my heart and renew my faith in God’s work and His assignment for me. Do I trust that as I minster that God is at work in hearts and will bring that heart to completion? It’s not my job to see God’s work but to continue to be obedient to minister where He plants me. &lt;p&gt;God has been so gracious to bless me with visions as I lay before Him. Today I saw steel clamping down onto my hands. What at first felt a bit restricting turned out to be protective armor upon my hands. Of course the Ephesians 6 “full armor of God” came to mind. What do my hands represent and why must they have armor? In that moment my hands seemed to represent “hands of praise”.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is good to &lt;strong&gt;praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt; and make music to your name, O Most High…&lt;strong&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;, O my soul; all my inmost being, praise his holy name…&lt;strong&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits…&lt;strong&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;. Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever…&lt;strong&gt;Praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;. Blessed is the man who fears the LORD, who finds great delight in his commands….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;…and this one I’ll memorize…&lt;em&gt;“&lt;strong&gt;Lift up your hands&lt;/strong&gt; in the sanctuary and &lt;strong&gt;praise the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;.” &lt;/em&gt;Ps. 134:2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As I type this I realize those are the same hands that minister to the blessed souls that God puts in my path. Guard your hands for the work of the Lord!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Transition to the Bible study…the study continued with Psalm 123. Keep your eyes on the Lord because if they’re not, they’re on your flesh or your circumstances. Neither of the latter gazes leads to peace, trust, praise or godliness. I was given a glimpse of a cycle of praise. As our eyes are focused on the Lord we hear, listen to His voice, His Word, His wisdom which, when obeyed, lead to Christlikeness and &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;! As our eyes are focused on the Lord we feel His love, joy, peace and we can dispense the same to this world and this all again leads to &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;! As our eyes are focused on the Lord we experience His will, plans, purposes with Romans 8:28 eyes which grows our trust and faith and leads to &lt;strong&gt;PRAISE&lt;/strong&gt;! This cycle is quickly broken when our eyes are on ourselves, our flesh, our circumstances. No praise released in that downward spiral. Lord, thank you for moving me to this place of face down surrender in Your presence as I press into fresh eyes fixed upon You!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-5287156433742056238?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5287156433742056238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=5287156433742056238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5287156433742056238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/5287156433742056238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-5.html' title='ascent continues -5'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsaVtx72KI/AAAAAAAAABA/D_5dHO-h4aw/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-6159446619714170955</id><published>2008-06-19T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:46:25.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ascent continues -4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsZ-KkmpcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5FSehrebfQ/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsZ-KkmpcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5FSehrebfQ/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213789549391947202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day7 - self-abasement. (Today I was rather pressed for time and couldn’t give myself fully to quiet before the Lord. After all the ways God is speaking to me during this journey you’d think I could plan my day to include more quality time with Him. Lord forgive me.) I continue to grab hold of the Lord’s feet as I begin my time with Him. As I touched His feet I was so very aware that He was barefoot…I could see the hairs on His skin. The Lord bares Himself to us…there are no facades, false impressions or games. He IS what He is and makes Himself known to us through His amazing grace. Can I bare myself before this world? Can I live my life without masks or facades? Lord…continue to transform me into an authentic woman of humility and integrity. &lt;p&gt;Day8 - self-abasement. Lord before I descend please prepare my heart and mind to praise You fully, to be totally present in Your company and to listen attentively to Your will, plan, purposes…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I received absolute peace before God and an anointing of holiness and purity. I received a vision of a roaring fire within me…burning flesh. Thank You Lord! In the study we began Psalm 122..”I I lift my eyes to You, the One enthroned in heaven.” Lord I pray for fresh eyes to continuously look to You for all things. I pray for holy/pure eyes, expectant faith-filled eyes, loving, trusting patient eyes. Lord as you begin a new work in me of holiness and purity it must start with my eyes…draw my eyes to the heavens, to Your throne…burn away the flesh and the human yearnings that still draw me away from You. May my gaze upon You be as strong and persistent as Yours is upon me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Week2 Beth Moore video - “I will sing with my spirit, but I will also sing with my mind.” 1Co14:15  Just as I must keep my eyes focused upon You, I need to focus my spirit and mind upon You. Lord I want to spend more time in worship singing with the deepest movements within my spirit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-6159446619714170955?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6159446619714170955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=6159446619714170955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/6159446619714170955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/6159446619714170955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-4_19.html' title='ascent continues -4'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsZ-KkmpcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/P5FSehrebfQ/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-3844472520168475990</id><published>2008-06-19T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:44:33.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues -3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsYK1WzF6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/lvb7GEDCXh0/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsYK1WzF6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/lvb7GEDCXh0/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213787568011941794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Saturday night worship service…During Communion time as I grasped a hold of the Lord’s feet, I saw Him crouch down to be with me at my level. He tenderly put His hand around the back of my head as I experienced the love of His touch.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Day6 - self-abasement. God said He loves me both before and after my experience. I praised God for the past and started crying, just spontaneously…when finished, I praised God for the present and again, crying…when finished I praised God for the future and again, crying. There is sadness in the way of fully praising God…surrender the sadness. Tears are now shed upon my towel. Perhaps the tears were watering the seeds just sowed in the fertile soil (day 3). I came upstairs and feel extremely tired and worn out vs. the usual joy and peace. Hmm, something happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Day7 - self-abasement. As usual I started my time with God praising Him in His magnificence. I remind myself, You are God and I am not. I grasped hold of His feet and felt His hand around the back of my head as He had on Saturday night. I meditated through the past week’s inspirations and thanked God for His presence and revelation. Today was all about peace and fully surrendering to the quiet and silence before the Lord. I wondered if this was the state that Jesus often retreated to in His quiet times of prayer. Peace in the midst of Emmanuel…God with us! Just before arising I heard the Lord say, I have one more thing to tell you…you have a purpose overseas in Cambodia.” WHAT? You’ve got to be kidding me! At that moment I thought, OK, that couldn’t be God…I’ll need oodles of confirmation for that. How quickly my trust in hearing from Him shuts down. I arose and began the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; week of the Beth Moore study. This was part 2 of Psalm 122…the City of Peace. I was reminded of the phrase “&lt;em&gt;bloom where you’re planted&lt;/em&gt;”. Whether we are in a place of distress or safe in our homes and churches…we need to pray for that place, that assignment, and ask the Lord for His blessings. Lord do you have a new assignment for me? Will I be replanted? I’ll pray! I’ll patiently take the pilgrimage up these steps of ascent and delight in whatever You bring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-3844472520168475990?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3844472520168475990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=3844472520168475990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/3844472520168475990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/3844472520168475990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-4.html' title='ascent continues -3'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsYK1WzF6I/AAAAAAAAAAw/lvb7GEDCXh0/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-7118077763499767248</id><published>2008-06-19T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:43:23.600-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>ascent continues -2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXzlKcbbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cariyekYpDc/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXzlKcbbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cariyekYpDc/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213787168528166322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day4 - self-abasement. I layed down once again and grabbed hold of the Lord’s feet. This morning I had a vision of rats coming and biting at my hands. In Jesus’ name I asked for the protection of God (as He was just described yesterday in Psalm 121-was He testing to see if I was learning anything:) The rats disappeared…praise God. I had a glorious time of praise and prayer and the word I received from God today was “perfume”…the fragrance of Christ. This is not just a journey with a destination but WHO we are along the way. I am reminded to be the fragrance of Christ to those around me…love them, serve them and connect them with His presence and truth. The subsequent study time centered on Psalm 122. The pilgrimage lands the traveler in Jerusalem…the City of Peace…”the house of the Lord… our feet are standing within your gates…peace be within your walls… peace be with you.” This Psalm reminded me that we are the Lord’s temple and the peace is within us, within our walls, within our hearts. I have the peace of the Lord within me - praise God! My &lt;em&gt;feet &lt;/em&gt;have arrived upon the &lt;em&gt;fertile soil&lt;/em&gt; of the Lord’s house of peace. That peace is also the &lt;em&gt;fragrance of Christ&lt;/em&gt;. Lord, send me forth on this pilgrimage as a fragrant servant and dispenser of peace. Let the peace of God dwell richly in my heart so that I may spread that peace to others. &lt;em&gt;Protect&lt;/em&gt; and guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus. &lt;p&gt;Well I’m done with week 1 of the Beth Moore study…I’m supposed to wait til next week to continue…I can’t wait! I’ll continue my self-abasements until then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-7118077763499767248?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7118077763499767248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=7118077763499767248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7118077763499767248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7118077763499767248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-continues-2.html' title='ascent continues -2'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXzlKcbbI/AAAAAAAAAAo/cariyekYpDc/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-1216783339964649977</id><published>2008-06-19T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:35:14.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>the ascent begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXSx9mvdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SG0DYc_kdk4/s1600-h/stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXSx9mvdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SG0DYc_kdk4/s320/stairs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213786605028294098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow…my last post was Sunday night, the evening before a new Bible study. I now see that God brought me to the exact place I needed to be to enter into this new study. To quote a few of my “pit”iful statements:  “I have developed a resentment toward the world…I’ve become cynical and lost my naïve &lt;em&gt;joie de vive….&lt;/em&gt;so disconnected from the world…everything is meaningless…Is this what they call the dark night of the soul? Is that You forming this darkness?.” I ended with, “I could use some fresh insight here.” Lo and behold the Lord is definitely giving me fresh insight. The study is Beth Moore’s “Stepping Up, a journey through the Psalms of Ascent”. I never heard of that before? The 15 Psalms of Ascent are #120-134. They correspond with the 15 steps at the Nicanor Gate of the Temple. They represent a journey…an upward journey. They also are thought to be songs of the journey from Babylon back to Jerusalem (just as the Jews were exiles in Babylon…I’m an exile…a captivity of my own right now). If God is inviting me to “GO UP” then He must have allowed me to go way down first. So I am so energized and passionate about beginning a journey with God as He draws me up the steps closer to Him and His plans and purposes. This is a new pilgrimage! God has given me the impression that He is more excited than I am…He can’t wait to show me whatever is at the end of this journey. Beth encouraged us to get down on our faces every day before God and humble ourselves. I’m heading down to the lowest place in my house, the basement, for a little self-abasement every day. I’d like to journal about this pilgrimage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day1 self-abasement. God said, “There are things you need to let go of before you ascend-what do you need to surrender? What’s too heavy to bring on the journey? Let go of expectations and disappointments of the world (including the church) and see through fresh eyes.” I do have baggage of self-pity and woe is me&lt;em&gt;isms&lt;/em&gt;. OK…let go! I followed with the Bible study and read through the first Psalm of Ascent 120.  “In my distress, I called to the Lord….woe to me”. That describes my current experiene to a tee!!! Another confirmation that I’m exactly where I need to be! The study also reminded me to praise God throughout this journey. Praise for His work in the past, His work and presence today and the glorious hope for the future. The study also reminded me that God redeems along the way…expect redemption, change, pain and growth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day2 self-abasement. I saw a vision before me of God’s feet and He said, “Put your hands on my feet. People want My hand of power but your solid foundation is here at my feet.” God wants me to hold fast to Him…each day of self-abasement I will grab hold of Him.  The study reviewed Psalm 121…”where does my help come from, my help comes from the Lord, the Maker of Heaven and earth….the Lord protects you (x4). What do we need most on a pilgrimage but protection. In the psalm He says “I will not allow your foot to slip.” That’s such a glorious parallel to being told by God to grab His feet. We won’t slip when we’re grasping hold of our Lord! I will hold on, trust You and praise You on this journey.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Day3 self-abasement. I saw a vision of a young girl on her hands and knees planting a seed in very fertile soil. God said, “Watch it grow.” The Lord is providing the fertile soil for my growth along this journey…seeds will be planted and growth is the outcome. I didn’t provide the soil, I’m not providing the seeds but this is all God’s work within me. Praise Him!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m sure there’s so much more to come!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-1216783339964649977?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1216783339964649977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=1216783339964649977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1216783339964649977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/1216783339964649977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/ascent-begins.html' title='the ascent begins'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsXSx9mvdI/AAAAAAAAAAg/SG0DYc_kdk4/s72-c/stairs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2540584931618845464.post-7117918947286815396</id><published>2008-06-19T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:32:25.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pilgrimage'/><title type='text'>estranged from the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsWk4wruGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vF8djZhnxrs/s1600-h/Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsWk4wruGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vF8djZhnxrs/s320/Earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213785816579160162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to post a journal entry since it involves my trouble with the world. While these thoughts and feelings have brewed for some time it was a church sermon today that brought me to think afresh. The message was on reconciliation. Every once in a while we all need to be reminded to take an inventory of anyone we have outstanding conflicts with and then seek reconciliation. Well I can’t think of a single individual but have the type of bittnerness within my heart that is rooted when resentment emerges against an individual. Who am I resentful toward…perhaps the question is ‘what’. I believe I have developed a resentment toward the world…toward people as a whole. I’ve become cynical and lost my naïve &lt;em&gt;joie de vive.&lt;/em&gt; I remind myself that as Christians we are “aliens and strangers in the world” and should therefore not get hooked in to expecting anything from the world. But what about brothers and sisters in Christ? My cynicism is linked to the body of believers as well. How did I find myself in a place where I doubt even the goodness of the body. Are we so entwined with the world that our behaviors and motives look more like the alien world and less like a loving/serving body? Are we to expect anything…of anybody…except God. Is it a wonderful thing to be so disconnected from the world that it’s just you and God? Should I be celebrating my estrangement from the world? If this was the case why would loneliness be the norm? I was reading Ecclesiastes last night and was again reminded that everything is meaningless. Perhaps I have the meaningless blues these days. Where do I go to get rejuvenated with the Spirit-filled answer? I don’t want to settle for another short-lived worldly answer. I want to arrive at a Spirit-filled truth that can sustain me through the loneliness and meaninglessness. I read the Word, I try small groups, I go to church, I serve, I help people find their way back to God…..then, I go home and live through the loneliness. I could use some fresh insight here. Is this what they call the dark night of the soul? Is that You forming this darkness? “I form the light and create darkness, I bring prosperity and create disaster; I, the LORD, do all these things.” Isaiah 45:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2540584931618845464-7117918947286815396?l=kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7117918947286815396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2540584931618845464&amp;postID=7117918947286815396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7117918947286815396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2540584931618845464/posts/default/7117918947286815396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kjinthekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/estranged-from-world.html' title='estranged from the world'/><author><name>Kathy Jarman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13576597809519396378</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SAdJNBiA-BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4u_PXH1-xM/S220/KJ+restaurant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sh0f6a2Db74/SFsWk4wruGI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vF8djZhnxrs/s72-c/Earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
