﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Cee_Dubya05's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Cee_Dubya05</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05</link></image><item><title>Women In Leadership</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/663131987/women-in-leadership.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/663131987/women-in-leadership.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 17:34:59 GMT</pubDate><description>

&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Leadership is
defined as the ability to affect human behavior so as to accomplish a mission.
It is influencing a group of people to move towards its goal or achievement.
Leadership is a powerful tool that can be used for immense good or evil. It is
valuable to understand the proper place of leadership as designed by God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;There is a
position of leadership held by all believers, women as much as men. We are the
called out ones, ordained by God to set the example for the world, the bearers
of the image of God. This concept indicates a leadership role that no one can
say is to be carried only by men. All believers are given the Holy Spirit, (2
Corinthians 1:&lt;span class="sup"&gt;21-22,)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;are joint heirs with Christ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Romans 8:17,) &lt;span style=""&gt;are God's coworkers &lt;/span&gt;(2 Corinthians
6:1,) &lt;span style=""&gt;are ministers of reconciliation &lt;/span&gt;(2
Corinthians 5:17-20,) and &lt;span style=""&gt;are seated
with Christ in the heavenly realms &lt;/span&gt;(Ephesians 2:6.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyTextIndent"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Scripture gives clear direction on various positions
that are not appropriate for women. I Corinthians 14:34 says, &amp;#8220;Let your women
keep silence in the churches: for it is not permitted unto them to speak; but
they are commanded to be under obedience as also saith the law.&amp;#8221;&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I Timothy 2:12 says, &amp;#8220;But I suffer not a
woman to teach, nor to usurp authority over the man, but to be in silence.&amp;#8221;
Clearly there are times and places where women are not to exercise a position
of leadership. God has made evident that He desires women to be under the
protection and authority of men.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Authority and
leadership are not synonymous. It is not always necessary for a leader to have
authority; often the leadership of the influencer is more effective than that
of the authority.&lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In my opinion, women
thrive best when they exercise leadership under a higher authority, a support
role, not in the highest position of authority. This gives them protection and
direction, but also allows them to exercise their unique talents. While men are
the head of the home, the wives and mothers are the ones to set the mood.
Submission to authority gives women freedom to flourish in the leadership
positions delegated to them.&lt;/p&gt;



&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;For a godly woman
to lead by their lifestyle is non-optional. Micah 6:8 clearly states what God
desires of all His children: to act justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly
with the Lord. What better leader could be found than one, man or woman, who
follows these commands? I believe that deference must be exercised in
considering the question of women in leadership. Authority and appropriateness
will play a large part in determining when and where a woman should lead. The
Holy Spirit has been given for the express purpose of leading us, as believers,
into all truth and I am confident that He will offer specific guidance in this
issue.&lt;/p&gt;

</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/663131987/women-in-leadership.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>"Penguins, Boys, and Other Happy Things From  My Life"</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659555536/penguins-boys-and-other-happy-things-from--my-life.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659555536/penguins-boys-and-other-happy-things-from--my-life.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 01:35:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/e0e6c191652547/photo.html"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/8c87f191652679/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2632" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x8c.xanga.com/87fc905137135191652679/z147631153.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;In honor of the graduate&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/e0e6c191652547/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2367" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xe0.xanga.com/e6cc635055332191652547/z147631039.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Skittles from Grace&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/9b9a6191652597/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2369" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x9b.xanga.com/9a6c935126435191652597/z147631084.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My desk&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/a56bd191652649/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2430" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xa5.xanga.com/6bdc6a5066c32191652649/z147631128.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My monkey &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/891db191652726/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2729" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x89.xanga.com/1dbc675047032191652726/z147631199.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;A rediculously funny picture&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/92ccf191652763/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2731" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x92.xanga.com/ccfc755128633191652763/z147631228.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friends on a sunny day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/bc8f3191653157/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2736" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xbc.xanga.com/8f3c625123732191653157/z147631573.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;What everyone calls "The shovel picture"&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/c755f191653694/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2737" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xc7.xanga.com/55fc6551c9132191653694/z147632048.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Prospectors &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/b7728191654081/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_2744" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xb7.xanga.com/728c765134533191654081/z147632389.jpg" height="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still can't look at this one without laughing. My guys are the greatest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659555536/penguins-boys-and-other-happy-things-from--my-life.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>You're Bigger?</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659408481/youre-bigger.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659408481/youre-bigger.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 00:27:02 GMT</pubDate><description>Have you ever gone back to a place that was special to you when you
were younger, and which you had not visited for many years? Did it seem
the same to you? Or did you find it smaller? Less magical? So often
that is the way it is. After we grow up and return to a special
childhood place we see it differently. We are bigger, thus it seem
smaller. We are more knowledgeable, thus it does not seem as incredible.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;It
is not so with our God. As we grow and learn more of the world He does
not seem smaller, weaker, or less magical. C. S. Lewis says it like
this in Prince Caspian:&lt;br&gt;"Welcome, child," he said.&lt;br&gt;"Aslan," said Lucy, "you're bigger."&lt;br&gt;"That is because you are older, little one," answered he.&lt;br&gt;"Not because you are?"&lt;br&gt;"I am not. But every year you grow, you will find me bigger."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Is that not a thrilling thought? Instead of our
God seeming smaller and less magical as we grow, He grows as well. Not because
He is changing, but because we understand more of Him.&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/659408481/youre-bigger.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Of Best Friends and Bathrooms</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/655751271/of-best-friends-and-bathrooms.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/655751271/of-best-friends-and-bathrooms.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 22:00:04 GMT</pubDate><description>I feel like updating. I also feel like taking a break from my Medical Research Paper. Thus, here I am.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I spent the last two weeks in Big Sandy TX on staff at ALERT. I worked in the Camps and Conferences office most of the first week and Housekeeping the second. The homeschool conference was the second week and it was such an encouragement to see so many precious friends! Friends are about my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; thing in life.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I wasn't chatting with friends I spent my time checking dorms, cleaning bathrooms, vacuuming floors, cleaning bathrooms, riding in golf carts (and nearly flying off the back,) cleaning bathrooms, making beds, cleaning bathrooms, eating blizzards, cleaning bathrooms, walking all over campus, cleaning bathrooms, serving cookies, and did I mention cleaning bathrooms? &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had an exciting storm event, but not quite as exciting as last year's. Once again I thoroughly enjoyed my walkie, especially at exciting moments like the one when the 2,000 conference attendees were stuffed in bathrooms (my favorite places) all over the campus as we waited for two tornadoes to pass by.&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After sleeping the whole way home (excluding when we stopped for the night at &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/TXLauraLou" target="_new"&gt;Laura's&lt;/a&gt; house and stayed up until 12:30 talking) I dove into my AE assignments which I had managed to avoid all together for two weeks. On Sunday I leave for a friend's wedding! I get to be a bridesmaid! This is a first for me!&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In other news, my grandma quit taking her Paxil and thyroid medication for a week, and then was wondering why she was having stroke like symptoms. :blink: &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This has been a love break, but it's back to the research paper for a couple more hours before I head to bed!&lt;br&gt;Blessings and Butterflies,&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/655751271/of-best-friends-and-bathrooms.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Covenant of Joy</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/652329949/the-covenant-of-joy.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/652329949/the-covenant-of-joy.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 12:48:05 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My vow:&lt;br&gt;Whatsoever Thou sayest unto me, by Thy grace I will do it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Constraint:&lt;br&gt;Thy love, O Christ, my Lord.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Confidence:&lt;br&gt;Thou art able to keep that which I have committed unto Thee.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Joy:&lt;br&gt;To do Thy will, O God.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Discipline:&lt;br&gt;That which I would not choose, but which Thy love appoints&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Prayer:&lt;br&gt;Conform my will to Thine.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Motto:&lt;br&gt;Love to live, live to love.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Portion:&lt;br&gt;The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText"&gt;Teach
us, good Lord, to serve Thee as Thou deservest; to give and not to
count the cost; to fight and not to heed the wounds; to toil and not to
seek for rest; to labor and not to ask for any reward save that of
knowing that we do Thy will, O Lord our God.&lt;br&gt;~Amy Carmichael&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May it be so with me.&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/652329949/the-covenant-of-joy.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>And You Mourn</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/650412736/and-you-mourn.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/650412736/and-you-mourn.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 21:36:26 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I replay the words over and over in my mind. &amp;#8220;You wait, and ask God how to love them,&amp;#8221; she said, &amp;#8220;and you mourn.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A
friend came over for lunch today. My mom, brother and I all sat around
the table with her and talked. We talked as we have not in a very long
time. We talked about dancing, about God&amp;#8217;s will and planning our lives,
about asking questions and about faith. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Somewhere
in the middle of it all, as we were jumping from subject to subject, I
asked a question. &amp;#8220;How do we love God? How do we accept His love
through people without becoming too attached to the people themselves?&amp;#8221;
These are questions I have asked with tears at many points in my life.
They have many names attached to them. The answers seem just as
illusive as ever. How attached am I supposed to be to people? Why is it
that I love people so much but they don&amp;#8217;t seem to want to be around me?
How can it be that a close friendship so quickly dissipates and
suddenly we find nothing to talk about? Why do I still care so much?
Why does it hurt so much?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Little by little I
have learned to not be so devastated by these losses, but I still ask
the questions, and yes, I ask in tears. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Today
I was confronted by puzzled looks and cocked heads. &amp;#8220;What is wrong,&amp;#8221; I
was asked, &amp;#8220;with becoming attached to people? God shows us His love
through them, and we show our love for Him through them as well.&amp;#8221; I
paused in confusion. Long ago God shattered the belief that I wasn&amp;#8217;t
supposed to depend on people because I only needed Him. He showed me
that He uses people to give Himself to me. Still, was I not supposed to
detach myself from the channel, and only cling to the One who was
pouring Himself through them? Today I was given a different picture. I
was told that we are to love the &lt;i&gt;people&lt;/i&gt; God places in our lifes, and that love is never without attachment. Hmm. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Then
we moved on, talking about what we should question and the right and
wrong ways to question. We finally cleaned up lunch and my friend went
home. But my mind was still back on the subject of loving people. &amp;#8220;Mom,
did you mean that it is impossible to become too attached to people?&amp;#8221;
She paused, &amp;#8220;Well, I lean heavily toward that. Of course, it is wrong
to smother them, or to be so wrapped up in them that you exclude the
other people in your life. But I do not believe we can love people too
much.&amp;#8221; The tears gathered in my eyes as I asked, &amp;#8220;Then what are we
supposed to do when the people we love push us away or do not have time
for us, or no longer seem to need or want us?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;#8220;You wait, and ask God how to love them, and you mourn.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;As
I turned away to hide the tears flowing down my face I pondered that
thought. Was it ok after all that I cared so deeply? Was it truly right
for me to delight in the friends God has given me and to desire for
them to delight in me as well? Was this not an expression of attachment
to the &amp;#8220;things of the world&amp;#8221; as I had feared, but rather an expression
of loving and being loved by God? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;It is good to love. And it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; ok to mourn! It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;
to mourn. This rings true in my spirit, but my heart still aches and
wishes for an easier answer. And so it often is. Yet, what freedom!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&amp;#8220;No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.&amp;#8221; 1 John 4:12&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/650412736/and-you-mourn.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, March 27, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/649179783/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/649179783/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 12:39:17 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jo8PiB-MaME/R-vL3pu_u2I/AAAAAAAAC0w/KcB-nqZ9ufg/s1600-h/101_2002.JPG" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Jo8PiB-MaME/R-vL3pu_u2I/AAAAAAAAC0w/KcB-nqZ9ufg/s320/101_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182459953176099682" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As
I sit here, feet in the dirt, back to a tree, sun on my face, I cannot
help but feel that I am loved and that the life stretched before me
will be a beautiful adventure. Yes, God is good, for how could He be
otherwise and have planned for me such a satisfying moment in time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It&amp;#8217;s amazing the difference a little sunshine can make.&lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/649179783/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Random Happinesses from Thursday and Friday</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/648333799/random-happinesses-from-thursday-and-friday.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/648333799/random-happinesses-from-thursday-and-friday.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 10:12:28 GMT</pubDate><description>Thursday&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two hour phone conversation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;An unexpected email&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finishing my lesson plan&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two cups of tea&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Friday&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green Tea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking to Grace and Grace in the same morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Editing pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A short sleeve shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Driving the truck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking with Mrs. Sandi&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lasagna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Truth Project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Journaling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/2e9c2179783393/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="101_1896" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x2e.xanga.com/9c2c73e6c1732179783393/z137312061.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/648333799/random-happinesses-from-thursday-and-friday.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Roads Are for Journeys Not Destinations</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/646734304/roads-are-for-journeys-not-destinations.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/646734304/roads-are-for-journeys-not-destinations.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 14:41:37 GMT</pubDate><description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My life stretched
before me, full of possibility, full of impossible situations where God
would show up and wow the world. I  was sure of it. I lived in
confidence that my God would do what He said He would do. He would be
glorified. He would complete the work He had begun in me. He would show
Himself strong. He would show the nations that He was God and they were
but men.     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Then
something unfathomable happened. God did not come through for me. I
came up against a situation I was unable to deal with and God did not
answer my cry for help. I knew it couldn&amp;#8217;t be His fault &amp;#8211; He is God
after all. But I didn&amp;#8217;t know where I had failed. It happened again and
again. Thus began over four years laced with confusion, questioning,
desperation, and hopelessness. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;            &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today, as I look back over my journals, I see an incredible
journey unfolding. My helpless frustration resulted because I was
looking for the end result too soon. I could not see where my road was
heading. I felt I was floundering helplessly. But I was wrong. My goal
should not be to live a perfect Christian life, but rather to know my
God and delight in Him. This gives me a whole new perspective on the
road I travel. I am no longer trying to get somewhere as quickly as
possible. (Not that I was ever sure exactly where I should be going,
and this was a huge frustration.) God is teaching me to wait on His
timing. Roads are for journeys, not destinations.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;            &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This journey is a peculiar one. I am beginning to see just how
little the outcome depends on me. I am seeking to know God and I find
it to be the easiest and the most difficult pursuit in the world, for I
am discovering that God is not waiting on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;to figure Him out but rather that Scripture states &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am to wait on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;.
The more I find myself to be nothing the more I stand it awe at all He
is. The idea that I can, by some great assertion of my will, discover
God or live in a manner that pleases Him is truly laughable. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;            &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still often find myself shrouded in confusion. Many times I
cannot see God in the situations around me. I cannot fathom how He can
be willing or allowing the pain of His children and the triumph of
evil. In these moments I cling to the faith that He has been
strengthening so beautifully. If He has always been good before, will
He not continue? He promises that His ways and thoughts are not only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; from mine, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;higher&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I
am reminded of Elizabeth Elliot&amp;#8217;s book &amp;#8220;These Strange Ashes&amp;#8221; where she
tells the story of her first difficult year as a missionary. At the end
of the year she looked back on four huge losses and next to no apparent
gain. Yet looking back she says this, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&amp;#8220;Each
separate experience of individual stripping we may learn to accept as a
fragment of the suffering Christ bore when He took it all. &amp;#8220;Surely he
hath borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.&amp;#8221; This grief, this
sorrow, this total loss that empties my hands and breaks my heart, I
may, if I will, accept, and by accepting it, I find in my hands
something to offer. And so I give it back to Him, who in mysterious
exchange gives Himself to me.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&amp;#8220;And
so it often is. Faith, prayer and obedience are our requirements. We
are not offered in exchange immunity and exemption from the world&amp;#8217;s
woes. What we are offered has to do with another world altogether.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;            &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We
are not of this world. Yet how quickly we become consumed with it and
how painful we find the loss of its joys. If we would only turn our
eyes to Jesus and look full in His wonderful face we would find a
perspective altogether different from the one we know and, may I say,
far superior because it is the perspective of the One who can see all
of eternity in a single moment. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;            &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So
I walk on, hand in hand with the King of the universe, no longer
straining my eyes for a glimpse of my destination but relishing the
journey. My God, Jehovah, has most beautifully lead me. Will He not
continue to do so?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font style=""&gt;           &lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;#8220;Roads are for journeys, not destinations.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;                                &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It makes me happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/646734304/roads-are-for-journeys-not-destinations.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, January 18, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/638241903/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/638241903/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 17:42:56 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life continues to be interesting. Full of good friends, good
books, and good laughter! I have found that it takes less to make me very happy
than it used to. Things like green tea, hoodies, snow, a phone call, a
post on my fb wall, a song, the laughter of a brother, a picture that brings
back a memory, all seem to delight me more than they used to. I’m enjoying life
I guess. I have been incredibly emotional (as always,&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt;) but little
by little I guess I’m learning to take those emotions to the One who created
them and not burden the world. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This last week has been a whirlwind. I babysat for a friend,
made some meals for Mom, we had unexpected company ~ friends from Mexico! I
visited a church I used to attend, had a pizza party, took my little brother to
the ER&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;  (he’s fine now,) went out for lunch and a good talk with an old friend, and now I’m in a flurry of packing as I’m headed out to
Advanced EXCEL on Monday! I am SO excited about this next adventure… &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I suppose you want to hear a little about what I'll be up to:&lt;br&gt;"Advanced EXCEL involves six weeks of intense training conducted at the
Dallas Training Center, a home practicum period with various projects
to complete, and concludes with several days of final training and
graduation in Dallas.
Course Topics: Discipleship | Spiritual Disciplines | Public Speaking |
Writing | Life Purpose | Interior Design | Tailoring | Home Management
| Leadership Training | Community and Political Involvement | Medical
Research | Home Business and Ministry... And much more!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"In a day and age when individuals are enticed with normality, pursued
with mediocrity, and bombarded with the overwhelming pressure to give
up and give in to the call of the world... Advanced EXCEL stands in
stark contrast to this situation, calling instead to the young lady of
virtue with a passion to pursue Christ alone and change her world.
These individuals are equipped to implement their God-ordained life purpose, impact their sphere of influence, and live the legacy of Christ in them!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am so excited to begin this next adventure and pray God will do incredible things in me through it, mainly that He would teach me to love Him more. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;[For my determined purpose is] that I may know Him [that I may
progressively become more deeply and intimately acquainted with Him,
perceiving and recognizing and understanding the wonders of His Person
more strongly and more clearly], and that I may in that same way come
to know the power outflowing from His resurrection [which
it exerts over believers], and that I may so share His sufferings as to
be continually transformed [in spirit into His likeness even] to His
death, [in the hope] That if possible I may attain to the [spiritual and moral] resurrection [that lifts me] out from among the dead [even while in the body]. Philippians 3:10-11AMP&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Any yes, this does mean that I will be away from the internet again. Just for 6 weeks this time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Smiles&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;,&lt;br&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/Cee_dubya05/1e8eb169294815/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="n579495524_1733438_4749" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x1e.xanga.com/8ebc411a41d35169294815/z128326845.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Looking forward to seeing these dear friends again!&lt;br&gt;  </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Cee_Dubya05/638241903/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>