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(c) Nicki Black The Holy Spirit has visited me several times in my dreams recently. The scenarios ha
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black The Holy Spirit has visited me several times in my dreams recently. The scenarios have been different, but the message has been the same. We are entering into a time where the preparation season He has had us in is coming to an end, and a new course is upon us to step out with the tools and vision that He&apos;s put in us. We have to be ready to step through the open door, or that door will shut. I believe that He provides us with second opportunities, but when He calls us to step out in faith the first time, there is reason and purpose behind it. There is something in that specific timing that we must be a part of. Our faith must rise, no matter what it says on paper or how Man tries to put up obstacles in our way. I know first hand of that kind of &quot;I can&apos;t see it on paper&quot; faith. The Lord provided such a miracle for me in this way. How are we spending our time? What if the Lord opened up an opportunity for us today? Would we be ready to step through? Think about it.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;A Warning &amp; Seeing Through Man&apos;s Smoke &amp; Mirrors...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Tue, 17  Nov 2006 10:23:57 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black I had a dream last night that was more intense than usual. Although I know there are
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black I had a dream last night that was more intense than usual. Although I know there are obvious discernments from which to make from the dream, I am already seeing as a warning to God&apos;s people and to those who are on the fence with the choices they are making and who they are serving. Here is the dream: I was one of a party of about 5 or 6 other adults on some type of an outdoor adventure or journey. We were needing to get somewhere, but I don&apos;t know where we were going, or why we needed to get to this place. We were riding in the back of a large white van that had been gutted. There was all sorts of hiking, climbing and outdoor gear in the van. We were in a very beautiful area, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The others were familiar to me in spirit, but I didn&apos;t know them as friends or anyone in my life in reality. I didn&apos;t know why I was there. I felt as though I didn&apos;t fit into this group or scenario or element. Although I was a part of the events, the group never really spoke to me directly or acknowledged my presence. In a nutshell, I felt invisible, yet still unable to leave. The group had apparently made the decision   or that it was our destination (this was never very clear in the dream)   to go whitewater rafting. The van pulled up to an overlook over the river. The river was raging and roaring and other rafts were being tossed around in it like toys. I looked down the road and saw that we were at a place that gave rafting tours. Other groups were being loaded into their rafts quickly, similarly to a ride at an amusement park. Once you were on the raft, there didn&apos;t seem to be a way out. All the while an intense, crippling fear was rising up in me from my toes to my throat. I did NOT want to go on this rafting trip. I was screaming inside, but nobody else in my group seemed to notice but one man. He didn&apos;t say a word to me, but I knew that he was telling me I had no choice but to go with them. The intensity of this fear was incredibly real and overwhelming. I felt it in my dream as if I was living it in reality. And then, I was back at the overlook. I felt a sense of release or freedom. I was seeing into a realm that others were not able to see. The raging river below was actually a man made river. It was designed like a pool, with a base under the ground, and all the tubes and controls were out of view. The rapids were controlled by man, and I saw a set of hands on a dial, controlling the surges and undertow in my peripheral vision. Under the water were giant flippers, like those on a pinball machine. The hands were then controlling how hard the various flippers banked and rocked the rafts as they went by. The man who had impressed upon me that I had to go on the raft was standing next to me. I was trying to tell him what I was seeing, but he wasn&apos;t seeing. I don&apos;t think he could even hear my voice. And then I awoke.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;Smoke From My Hands...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Fri, 28  Jul 2006 11:49:39 -05:00</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I have found bread and manna in a weekly online Presbytery intercession &quot;room&quot;. This is a place where prayer warriors gather to storm the gates of heaven, dance and celebrate and praise in the spirit, and to encourage. This week in the room, words were going forth from many, covering one of the women who was seeking direction. The word was   paraphrasing here   that she was in a fire, being refined, and there was much smoke. I then felt urged to add that the smoke was not of a choking kind, but instead was sweet from the Lord. About this time I remembered that one of the ministers   the founder of this Presbytery, actually   had said last week that she saw me in the spirit at my keyboard, worshipping and interceding at the same time as words were soaking those in the room. And so this is what I began to do, worship and warfare during the word about the fire. Upon finishing, I turned back to my desk and sat my chin upon my folded hands as I read the other words. I immediately noticed that I smelled the aroma of a smoldering campfire. I lifted my head from my hands, looked around the room, and the smell vanished. And then I smelled my hands and discovered they were the source of the smell! This had never happened to me before. Praise the Lord!  ]]>
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<title>&quot;We Must Love Our Enemies!&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Thu, 16  Feb 2006 18:30:11 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black The enemy is very skilled at getting us irritated and unrested, particularly when it
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black The enemy is very skilled at getting us irritated and unrested, particularly when it comes to our faith, our congregations, our Pastors, dealing with others in general, and keeping the course and focus. He is good at spinning the details and twisting our thoughts and emotions. He&apos;s good at providing the wedge so we can jab it, plant it, and harbor disunity. He is good at clouding the whole picture so we see only the fraying threads. In these last days especially, we need to set our eyes, ears, and heart on nothing else but Jesus and keeping within the Father&apos;s will so we know what His plan and assignment is for us. We need to allow ourselves to be used as vessels, and how we do that is to allow ourselves to be broken. We need to keep on our Eph 6:10 armor. We need to keep our swords sharp. We need to walk in forgiveness. We must not hold anything against our brothers or sisters. &quot;And when you stand praying, if you hold anything against anyone, forgive him, that your Father in heaven may forgive you your sins.&quot;   Mark 11:25 &quot;But love your enemies, do good to them, and lend to them without expecting to get anything back. Then your reward will be great, and you will be sons of the Most High, because he is kind to the ungrateful and wicked. Be merciful, just as your Father is merciful. Do not judge, and you will not be judged. do not condemn, and you will not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven. Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.&quot;   Luke 6:35 38 In this unrest, we surely need to guard our thoughts and tongues. Those who need to be corrected, those who have conflicting agendas, those who want position and status, those who bring gossip and slander and separation, and those who stand in the way of His promises being fulfilled will be dealt with     from the Lord&apos;s hand.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;The Lord&apos;s Promise...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Tue, 14  Feb 2006 11:58:9 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black Happy Valentine&apos;s Day. The Lord loves us beyond any measure of the candy and greetin
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black Happy Valentine&apos;s Day. The Lord loves us beyond any measure of the candy and greeting cards of this world. How lovely is Thy comfort! To Him all things be praised! This verse is speaking volumes to me today: &quot;God is not a man, that he should lie, nor a son of man, that he should change his mind. Does he speak and then not act? Does he promise and not fulfill?&quot;    Numbers 23:19  ]]>
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<title>&quot;1 2 3 4...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Wed, 8  Feb 2006 0:56:10 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black I shared this with a dear sister of mine, referencing something that happened to me 
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black I shared this with a dear sister of mine, referencing something that happened to me very recently. She has had a similar visitation, during the same timeframe. This is what I wrote to her: &quot;I was walking from my daughter&apos;s bathroom into the guest room and I was stopped abruptly, and only but for a moment in my tracks with a clear &quot;1 2 3 4&quot; running twice through my mind. And then it left. I did not know what it meant, but I had a momentarily urgent and odd feeling that it was a combination .. such as a combination lock.. I mentioned this to an intercessor friend of mine. She tells me that those numbers are representative in the Jewish calendar, so I am researching it further.&quot;.... Truly, if anyone should read this and have any insight to those numbers and the Jewish calendar, I would like to hear from you. Lord Bless.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;The Decoy...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Mon, 6  Feb 2006 0:29:21 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black I don&apos;t think I have ever really had a dream that I knew was from the Lord. That cha
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black I don&apos;t think I have ever really had a dream that I knew was from the Lord. That changed several nights ago, and there was no doubt in my mind the minute I awoke that what I had experienced was indeed a warning. The dream was very clear, and brief. I was standing under the doorframe between the foyer and library in my house. There was a man standing close to me. He looked familiar, like my husband but he was not my husband. I knew him, but at the same time I felt he was a stranger. He was looking deeply into my face, trying intently to keep my gaze and have my eyes look into his. He had a smile that beamed. But despite these things, I would not look directly back into his eyes. I was avoiding his stare and looking around him as to get away. He had his hands on my waist, twisting and turning me to face him, yet I would not. I was trying to get away from him, to get to the dining room behind his back just a short few steps down the hallway. And then it seemed as though he had another arm behind him. The third arm had a unmarked bottle in it&apos;s hand, and it kept pouring something out of it directly in front of my feet in the direction I wanted to go. I looked down to see what the substance was. It was thick with a greenish tint. It was clearly olive oil. Without looking into the man&apos;s eyes, without even looking into his spirit, I could tell that his smile was false and he was trying to make me fall in the oil. He was not forcibly pushing me into the oil, but it was more of a constant, annoying obstacle. He still would not let his hands off my waist. I seemed to awake straightaway after this sequence, and I knew exactly what it meant. To those who are called to serve, to go, to use their gifts and talents for the Kingdom this is a warning to be on guard. For in these last days, what seems like it is good will in fact be not for good. Deceptions will come under the wool of what looks like a lamb. Deception will come from places including ministry &quot;opportunities&quot;, but the enemy wants those to fall in the &quot;oil&quot;. The olive oil is what seems it is from the Lord, but it is a trick. It looks good, but it is not. And those who do not test it, and seek the Lord&apos;s face, and who do not know His Word, will be deceived and fall away. &quot;This is what the Lord says to the house of Israel: &quot;Seek me and live.&quot;   Amos 5:4  ]]>
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<title>&quot;The Lord Is Increasing Your Faith...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Thu, 12 Jan 2006 18:29:0 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black The Lord has impressed this urgency to me. They are words of encouragement! He is ca
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black The Lord has impressed this urgency to me. They are words of encouragement! He is calling out your name. He is calling out your name and many others. You are not  alone, and it&apos;s important that you know that. When I say He is doing all these things, He is  doing all these things in His warrior prophets, worshippers, artists, teachers, missionaries,  and laborers in the Kingdom. He is working a new work in those who are open vessels. He  is making the tired strong; the hungry filled; the lost found; the joyless replete with joy; the  voiceless full of His voice. As the Lord is setting the new place for these chosen people  and these words apply to all His warriors, He is speaking the life to you now, specifically,  with YOUR name. The Lord is changing your circumstances, quickly and assuredly. He is increasing your  faith from blind faith to SEEING faith. You will begin to see the changes start to happen  around you, and most importantly, to you. Boldness is rising. I see it like a thermometer... rising and setting the stage and ushering in a new FIRE of the Lord&apos;s presence. It is a Holy  Spirit filled presence. It will not be contained. It will not be under the thumb of an agenda or  any other authority of man. You will be one of the many ushers of this new river, already  set and appointed to a certain time to come. It will not be stopped. It will not be broken. And  it will be good and sweet and restorative and strong and cleansing. The river is coming on  many continents, through many people who are willing and ready to put the sword to the  task. I hear an audible breaking in my ears. It&apos;s loud and quick like the snapping of large  tree limbs. I see trees high above my eyes, like I am standing at the roots of a great forest. The limbs are snapping but they are not falling on my head. It is though the limbs are  clearing the way for new fruit on fertile branches. I see the fruits growing and fully grown  and they are ripe. The shoots of the limbs are supple and soft and green, but they are not  weak or immature. They are set aside for God&apos;s work. They are protected by the promises  and breath of the Lord. The new fruit is the new wine that is ready to burst forth. Mighty is  the Sword of the Lamb! The Lord showed me that many feel alone, set adrift yet still trapped on an island. In  essence, the island is adrift. It is a protected island, for God&apos;s hand is upon you and has  kept you from harm and the hurricanes that destroy around you. You know His voice. You  have not wavered. You have been firm and resolved and you have stood on the promises  and vision that He has given to you. But the problem is that you are starving. You are not  connected with the body and those who have encouragement cannot find you. &quot;Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying,  &quot;This is the way; walk in it.&quot;   Isaiah 30:21 &quot;His God instructs him and teaches him the right way.&quot;   Isaiah 28:26 &quot;In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.&quot;   Proverbs 3:6 &quot;I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch  over you.&quot;   Psalms 32:8 &quot;I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These  are the things I will do; I will not forsake them.&quot;   Isaiah 42:16 &quot;Yet I am always with you; you hold me by my right hand. You guide me with you counsel,  and afterward you will take me into glory.&quot;   Psalms 73:23 24 The Lord says to take off the shoes that hurt your feet. Take them off and replace them  with the FIRE he has given you, which fills your veins and pours from your soul. For as you  labor, there too will you find where both the FIRE and the RIVER meet at the trumpet&apos;s call. The time of being idle is passed and has a repulsive aroma to the Lord&apos;s nose. Those who  know they have been in preparation will know where the Lord is sending them, in what  timing, and with what purpose. Do not fear the absence of resources that you will need, for  the Lord sees all and will not forsake His purposes in you, nor His promises of provision. The Lord is GOOD. The Lord&apos;s timing is PERFECT. The Lord never fails. Be encouraged! The new season is here! Make a joyful noise unto the Lord!  ]]>
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<pubDate> Fri, 16  Sep 2005 0:33:55 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black Today we took our daughter to the natural history museum. We happened upon a young l
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black Today we took our daughter to the natural history museum. We happened upon a young lady, perched somewhat off balance on a step stool with a long set of tweezers, feeding several aquarium bound frogs. As she clutched the lone cricket in the tweezers upside down, an impression struck me hard and fast. By the time a man is left his wiles, un righted and seeing hell licking at his face, it will be too late. God gives us, I think, an inordinate number of chances. And with those inordinate number of chances comes an inordinate number of times He will forgive us and wipe away our sins with the asking. We have the freedom of choice. Heaven or hell. Life or death. Once the day arrives, the judgement will have already been given. What&apos;s it going to be?  ]]>
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<pubDate> Sat, 10  Sep 2005 0:40:56 -05:00</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black Sifted. Gathered. Tied like a mighty tower of stalks of wheat. We are shaken and left to fall. Those who remain on the rod will also die by the rod. Mountains will cower below like eruptive flames, sent to slither away on hands and knees, cast down to eternal subdued voiceless stillness. A flame burns with precision along the peripherals. Slowly. Slowly coming closer. The blue of the fire is upon the horizon. We are looking through our spectacles backwards. It is closer than it appears. We look behind to see it on our stride. Like a rushing wind, bellowing and giving trace to the outlines of our skin, we are changed and filtered some more. We are left to our faces on the holy ground, splayed out and slain. Evicted from the yoke of the night. Yielded. Released from the contract. Bound no more. Freedom. Arise! Get Up! Get Up! Get Up! Strip off your bedclothes   the rags of your death. Hold harbor the few, given eye of the storm. Led by the visions and beacon in yet night will and has illuminated. Children awoken from their deepest of slumbers to speak and heave forth from their bellies, making clear for the way of the Father to heighten their hunger and tighten their belts. Children calling to the wilderness to Get Up and Arise a new nation. Stopping not to wither and die. Stopping to slumber before the travail. Arise! Get Up! Get Up! Get Up! Worried and frolicked we are. So straddled into a deceptive fence of which we ride. Hurled forward and back. Rocked and cradled. Who reigns? Arise! Get Up! Where are our fathers before, who penned the water&apos;s warriors? Watchful. Withstanding. With so much as without so that we may have with. Where are they now, generations begat? The hand has lifted but the body remains, apathetic and tired. A mere waif of what it was. Yet still, silence is defeated with even just one. Arise! Get Up! We are on the downswing. A pendulum swung. The hour set in motion. Much to do. He comes. We are busy talking and hurrying about and we miss the arrival. He is waiting. A triangle of brazen iron, shafted into white hot means. A quiver, then two. There is an awakening. Stirring. A rumble below. Warriors are sharpening their tools, their senses. Many will step down and perish. Many will step down and disappear. Rocked and thrown apart, split by poison arrows. They see not the sliver between them, but a great divide only in their minds. It must start in the mind then flow replete to the heart. Hither and to, calls of incense start the flow. A wick is lit and a gap is gorged with the pumping covering of the crimson blood. Death turns to glory. Void turns to salt and honey. Bundled and carried through the flame. Feet forged with new souls. Toughened to withstand to stand with. Holy holy holy! Get Up! Cup bearers! Get Up and Arise! Go.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;Spiritual CPR...&quot;</title>
<pubDate>Sun, 14  Aug 2005 0:22:22 -05:00</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black During home group (our weekly Bible study with a handful of other families) this week we were discussing how effective we are at leading others to Christ, especially sharing with those who do not want anything to do with Jesus. A good friend recounted a story about CPR and sharing the Gospel. Telling someone about salvation is a lot like CPR, she said. When you get to the point where you have to administer CPR, that person is technically already dead. You can&apos;t do anything to hurt them, and in fact, what you do may save them. So when you share the Gospel to someone who is void of Jesus, they ARE TECHNICALLY DEAD. Telling them about Jesus can only give them life. Sharing God&apos;s Word is like a spiritual CPR. Just something on which to chew, I thought.  ]]>
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<title>&quot;New Worship Revival Fire...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Thu, 4  Aug 2005 11:42:32 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black The urgency I sense to bring forth new worship revival fire is greater with each ris
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black The urgency I sense to bring forth new worship revival fire is greater with each rising sun. God&apos;s children are stirring, restless, hungry. There is much change going on in our church bodies. Turnover, reassignment, promotion, demotion, cleaving and confusion. Thus saith the Lord, for your houses are covered like sheets on a bed. Comfortable to those who peer from the outside, but things are not in order. Your covering is not in the right place. Your people are cold and lost and without shelter within their hearts. Those who have left or are leaving are wandering in the desert with a burning fire in their souls. .. looking... searching... wandering for the oasis in their dry deserts of shifting sand. For once there were robust houses that held new believers and filled them. Thus the timing has passed for the newness of My Word. I am demanding my people to look beyond the Sunday notes and do the work for themselves. For how long are you going to be spoon fed and dependent like a mewling to its mother? For when are you going to crawl out of your crib and learn to walk, then run, then fly? I have been waiting, waiting, waiting. For what? For you to sit at my feet and tell me how to run your life as how you wish to see it run? Nay, say I, the King of Kings the Lord of Lords. I have equiped you with everything that you need to make your story, your song, your preaching. Nay have I every taken away a good thing from you but I have sheltered you from receiving that of which was bad and ugly and perverse. That say I, you have not taken up my life jacket that I have thrown to you again and again. Love and mercy everlasting.. grace and patient am I. But my child, I have more for your hands to to do if you should only just open up your eyes and heart to hear. Your days are numbered, just as I know every hair on your head. I have traced every contour of your body and I am intimate with your thoughts. Do not forsake the teaching of the young or old, for with simplicity comes fire, for with wisdom and age, comes insight and steadiness. Get up! Get up! Get up! Get out of your death clothes. Why are you still prostrate? Haven&apos;t I answered you? Have you been listening? Do you not trust in the One that you love? Get up! Get up! Get up! Thus saith the Lord. Amen. I am further discerning an embrace from the Father for His children who are hurting and under the thumb of their circumstances. The impression I have is this: Little one, do not cry, for yours is the most tender of hearts. I have much for you to do. Sending, going, receiving. If you do not spend time in My Words, then how will you see the path? How will you see where your destiny lies? Stir idle winds. Blow like a spark catching the breeze and lay fresh revival to those who wait and seek and do. Get up! Get up! Get up! For what you are beginning to see now is only the seed of what is to come. Take heart, as Mine is not of tribulations met by injustice. Those who truly seek My face will be rewarded in heaven and on earth. Those who are your aggressors will not escape My sword of correction. Those who come in sheeps clothing will be met with fire that is not without scars and consequence. Walk above reproach. Keep your temples Holy. Run from all things evil. Return to me lost little one. Know that I AM GOD. Know that I am here, wherever you are, whatever you do, whatever you have done. Nothing is beyond My forgiveness. Let us all remember that whatsoever the Lord puts our hands to do, He will surely provide the resources and the way. This &quot;theme&quot; continues to eat in my belly.. pounding... pounding... calling victory! WHATSOEVER THE LORD PUTS TO OUR HANDS TO DO, HE WILL SURELY PROVIDE THE RESOURCES AND THE WAY. Whatever the situation is. No matter what it looks like on paper, STAND and get the victory that you have already been given at Calvary! Start THANKING the Lord for what He&apos;s done, whether you SEE it or not. For there are many things we do not see. By faith we see, not by sight. Put on your heavenly eyes. &quot;I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you. Remain in me, and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it must remain in the vine. Neither can you bear fruit unless you remain in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.&quot; John 15:1 5  ]]>
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<title>&quot;Waiting and Obeying...&quot;</title>
<pubDate> Fri, 29  Jul 2005 0:54:18 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black This touched me, so I&apos;d thought I&apos;d share it. Maybe it will bring a bit of peace to 
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black This touched me, so I&apos;d thought I&apos;d share it. Maybe it will bring a bit of peace to those in a waiting situation. Tonight over dinner my husband and I were discussing how a colleague of his was prompted by the Lord to put in his resume to a job that (1) had not posted any openings, (2) was in another state and would require him to uproot his wife and children, and (3) leave his current secure job. So this guy obeyed God&apos;s repeated nudges and inquired about the job on several occasions over the course of several months. Each time the employer did not return his correspondence. Even though he received silence from the employer, God kept putting this burden on him that this was the job for him (it was with a Christian college). Finally it turns out that the employer had offered the job to another person, but this person suddenly felt that God didn&apos;t want him to accept (keep in mind my husband&apos;s colleague still didn&apos;t know a job was &quot;available&quot;), and so the job was offered to the colleague. Upon hearing the ending of this story, our 7 yr old daughter asked why the college never called him back. Then after a brief pause, she just smiled like she knew something and said simply &quot;Oh, because God was just smiling at him because he obeyed.&quot;. I know.. it&apos;s not a big &quot;bells and whistles&quot; story. It&apos;s from the understanding of a child. But it reminded me how sometimes we don&apos;t get an immediate answer to the things we know God told us to do and we wonder why. I hope when I&apos;m in a waiting situation again, I&apos;ll remember what my daughter said, and I&apos;ll see in my heart that God is smiling at my obedience and find peace in that. &quot;You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised.&quot; Hebrews 10:36  ]]>
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<title>&quot;Nehemiah...&quot;</title>
<pubDate>Sun, 10  Jul 2005 1:57:59 -05:00</pubDate>
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(c) Nicki Black Nehemiah is one of my favorite books. Reading back over my notes, I reflect upon cha
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<![CDATA[ (c) Nicki Black Nehemiah is one of my favorite books. Reading back over my notes, I reflect upon chapters 4 7: 1. Do not lose faith in the work God has appointed me to do. Persevere. 4:6 2. Stand guard over your work. Stay on the watch. 4:11 14 3. Have people watch your back.. e.g., intercessors, prophets. You should never go into the harvest field alone. You always need to protection and covering of prayer and strength from the Word. 4. Take care of those less fortunate than you. Do not take advantage of them in any way. 5:6 12 5. Guard yourself against false accusations and traps of those trying to defile your character. 6. In that, pray for God to &quot;strengthen your hands&quot;. 6:9 7. Nehemiah finished rebuilding the wall and God was pleased. He relied on God to see him through the large task. He was steadfast. 8. Test and examine the messages of &quot;self proclaimed&quot; messengers of God and those who come in sheep&apos;s clothing. Do they stand up with God&apos;s Word? 6:10 9. Pray for our leaders and prophets. They are prime targets for attack. Lift them up daily. 6:10 13 10. Don&apos;t let the size of the task daunt you. Forge ahead. Get it done, no matter how long it takes. God will remain faithful to us, even in our weak times. 11. Follow through with the tasks, even after they are completed. Take care of all that God has entrusted to us. 7:3  ]]>
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