<?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-4395108698193423404</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:29:18.288-08:00</updated><category term='By Third Day'/><category term='in the beginning'/><category term='by Andrea C. Kern'/><title type='text'>GedankenWelt</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-6342568416825553420</id><published>2009-09-14T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:00:42.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by Andrea C. Kern'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the air I breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My water of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My strength to keep walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're the reason I live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My bread of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are all I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many places to search for meaning in our life&lt;br /&gt;There are many ways to try to satisfy our longings&lt;br /&gt;But they all lead down a road of desperation&lt;br /&gt;They won't take us where we want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After many years of searching, I found my answer&lt;br /&gt;I tried to do it in my own strength to keep goin' on my way&lt;br /&gt;But then when I could no more I found your&lt;br /&gt;Love and embrace taking me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why can't we let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it's not much that you're asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do we hold back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it's so much that you're giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's the moment we let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we surrender it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then the ray of light breaks into our heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a river of joy is flooding our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4395108698193423404-6342568416825553420?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6342568416825553420/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/6342568416825553420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/6342568416825553420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-2507765783031866560</id><published>2009-09-14T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:01:16.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by Andrea C. Kern'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say love is a game&lt;br /&gt;Love is a battlefield&lt;br /&gt;The rules are what you define&lt;br /&gt;They say it is physical&lt;br /&gt;About what makes you feel good&lt;br /&gt;They say you can just takes it&lt;br /&gt;Say you can just make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But my heart tells me there's something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The word love has been abused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgotten the definition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And lost is its meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is love about the pink cloud&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies and funny feelings&lt;br /&gt;The idyll we get presented&lt;br /&gt;Is it about attraction&lt;br /&gt;Being together feeling nice&lt;br /&gt;They say it's all there is&lt;br /&gt;Say it's all we're wanting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is love and how do I define it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is love and where do I find it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it more than just a big word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is love and how do I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or is it about being with someone and feeling whole?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or is it about the tormenting pain when you leave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it about you or rather caring for the others best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4395108698193423404-2507765783031866560?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2507765783031866560/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/2507765783031866560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/2507765783031866560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-is-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-5235864177114801768</id><published>2009-09-14T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:04:22.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='by Andrea C. Kern'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/Sq6yFXKkToI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M5E63JIQL-E/s1600-h/Weg.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/Sq6yFXKkToI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M5E63JIQL-E/s320/Weg.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381434409941749378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="de-DE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I find myself walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="de-DE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="de-DE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;A freezing wind blowing in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;face&lt;br /&gt;When I stumble and fall, lying on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I turn my head wondering where all the others are&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I was fighting all alone&lt;br /&gt;With no one there supporting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I am lying there shivering with cold&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted by my desperation&lt;br /&gt;I start to cry, I start to scream&lt;br /&gt;Is there anybody helping me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My precious child, I’m here for you&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I will never leave you&lt;br /&gt;When you are left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;I call for you, to come into my arms&lt;br /&gt;I want to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;Refill your heart with strength&lt;br /&gt;Trust in me and I will be your guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;I find myself getting on my feet&lt;br /&gt;The freezing wind still blowing in my face&lt;br /&gt;I stumble and nearly fall&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep myself upright&lt;br /&gt;I turn my head wondering where all the others are&lt;br /&gt;I realize I’m not alone any more&lt;br /&gt;Cause God is there supporting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And as I’m standing here shivering with cold&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted by my desperation&lt;br /&gt;I feel some strength growing inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Cause there’s someone helping me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;Life’s not getting easy&lt;br /&gt;And hard times don’t just leave&lt;br /&gt;But he can guide you with his light&lt;br /&gt;And will be walking by your side&lt;br /&gt;To guide you safe until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4395108698193423404-5235864177114801768?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5235864177114801768/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5235864177114801768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5235864177114801768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/way-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/Sq6yFXKkToI/AAAAAAAAABQ/M5E63JIQL-E/s72-c/Weg.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-7389751759154349687</id><published>2009-08-10T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:14:26.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='By Third Day'/><title type='text'>Mountain of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that I was all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Broken and afraid&lt;br /&gt;But you were there with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you were there with me&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even know&lt;br /&gt;That I had lost my way&lt;br /&gt;But you were there with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you were there with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til you opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;That I could't ever make it&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even though the journey's long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I know the road is hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, the one who's gone before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He will help me carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After all that I've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now I realize the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I must go through the valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To stand upon the mountain of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I travel on the road&lt;br /&gt;That you have lead me down&lt;br /&gt;You are here with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are here with me&lt;br /&gt;I have need for nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now that I have found&lt;br /&gt;That you are here with me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you are here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess from time to time&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;But you are always there&lt;br /&gt;To bring me back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I think of where it is I've come from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the things that I've left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But of all I've had, what I possesed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing can quite compare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With what's in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With what's in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A wonderful song, written by Third Day, that has helped me through a rough year and is still encouraging me over and over again. For everyone that's having a hard time and doesn't understand why life is the way it is. As long as we hold on to the truth there is hope and new strenght awaiting us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4395108698193423404-7389751759154349687?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7389751759154349687/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountain-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7389751759154349687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7389751759154349687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/mountain-of-god.html' title='Mountain of God'/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-7919540607617403021</id><published>2009-07-26T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:05:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL FATHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/SmytBxJdisI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Z5wYTpcWv0/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/SmytBxJdisI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Z5wYTpcWv0/s320/DSC00176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362851502175914690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behind the ends of the universe&lt;br /&gt;That yo u have created.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;That placed every star upon the sky&lt;br /&gt;That you have designed.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that lives is breathing your life&lt;br /&gt;All the beauty is rooted in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so I say: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you Lord for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ll creation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For everythig you gave me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For blessing me with life and love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For meeting me right where I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you God, you who created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Almighty ruler of all life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I can call you Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhere right here&lt;br /&gt;Impossible for human eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;But I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one&lt;br /&gt;That leads me on the path of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;Where I am safe.&lt;br /&gt;You have promised to never leave me&lt;br /&gt;Nor forsake me but stay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everytime I'm down and broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lift my eyes to see your beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm covered with your lovely wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm caried in your gentle arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And hope is ris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ing up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4395108698193423404-7919540607617403021?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7919540607617403021/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-father.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7919540607617403021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7919540607617403021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-father.html' title='BEAUTIFUL FATHER'/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2KftPcFnzDU/SmytBxJdisI/AAAAAAAAABA/5Z5wYTpcWv0/s72-c/DSC00176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-5782862205500073082</id><published>2009-07-25T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:05:53.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Question of Control</title><content type='html'>Most of the western countries are usually seen as pretty safe palces. By that we mean that the political situation is stable, everything about life is pretty sophisticated and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;We depose our money on banks where it's working for us, instead of hiding it underneath the matress. We have insurances for every thing and all of it together makes us feel pretty safe and secured. We think, we have everything under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one ordinary day the flow of life suddenly gets out of its course and things crash. In a split second everything we thought under control runs out of our hands. Someone else might have made a mistake, different factors come together in a way that works against us and we come to realize that our life is not in our hands.&lt;br /&gt;In truth we actually have nothing under control. Just a few seconds can decide about our life: winn or loss, health or sickness, life or death. And all of a sudden all our insurances are nothing but a way of consulation that can't undo the demage. There just is no insurance against pain. Our body is very fragile and our soul even more.&lt;br /&gt;We're never safe from events and encounters that can change our life for ever in just one moment in time. This doesn't always have to be to our disadvantage but the thought of our vulnerability is what's so scary. But to live in fear because of this is not going to help anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those moments when you might come out of a car accident completely unhurt show us all to clear that our lives are in mightier hands. So what do we do about this realization? Freak out? That surley won't help at all. Ignore it? Unfortunately you can't run away from the inevitable. So what other options do we have? We can just accept the fact and willingly put our life into the hands of the almighty creator and trust his promises that he will take care of us. I don't think that we have an other choice unless we want to waste our energy on solutions that are illusive.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that taking the risk of trusting God is the only real solution we have to this dilemma. He promised to give us all we need, to be with us and to keep us safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395108698193423404-5782862205500073082?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5782862205500073082/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/question-of-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5782862205500073082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5782862205500073082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/question-of-control.html' title='The Question of Control'/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-5638089931995999868</id><published>2009-06-27T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:19:39.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obeying Gods Voice</title><content type='html'>As a fromer YWAMer I should know enough about "hearing Gods voice" and honestly, hearing his voice isn't such a big deal. The better you get to know God and the more you invest into this relationship the more you hear his voice and actually recognize it as such.&lt;br /&gt;But the big question is: what do we do with what God tells us? Sometimes he speaks up very clearly and gives us guidance for our life, direction for the next steps or long awaited answers. Other times we might hear his voice, understand what he wants us to do, but.....we think, we know better. At least I did when I was asking him about my living situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 5 months I've been trying to find a new home here in Lausanne. I've been doing everything that I could from my side to find a place: I talked to people, I checked a number of different homepages, went to see appartments and met possible future flat mates and was just running around for months stressing out about it. The only outcome of all my effort was, that I became tired. And as I didn't succed in my trying I already had to put up with two temporary solutions provided by God.  All the time I had the feeling that something was going wrong.&lt;br /&gt;In those moments of desperation I was asking God what was wrong, what I was doing wrong. I got the same answer every single time: "Just wait and don't worry." -" Very funny", I tought " you might understand that my situation isn't as relaxed as yours and I don't have neither the time nor the nerves to just wait." And so I kept on trying.&lt;br /&gt;I also have to mention at this point that I was asking God very specificly for a place by July. But as the month of June was coming to its end and I wasn't any further, it felt like coming to a dead end. There I stood a week ago, facing the wall and finally letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night after connect group I felt urged to just ask my leader Nikki, whether she happended to know someone who has a room available. "Yes I do" was her answer and so things started to fall into place again. God arranged it all in a way that I could never have thought of. It suddenly all worked out so perfectly that I could only laugh about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it also left me with the questions: "Why is it so hard to obey him, when he asks something so simple? Why is it so hard to trust him, when what he asks, is going against the normal way of solving the problem? Why didn't I obey when I knew exactely what he told me to do?" Life could be so much easier if we obeyed God also in the small things that seem so irrelevant. We even risk to miss out on a lot of blessings that the has prepared for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395108698193423404-5638089931995999868?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5638089931995999868/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/obeying-gods-voice.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5638089931995999868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/5638089931995999868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/obeying-gods-voice.html' title='Obeying Gods Voice'/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395108698193423404.post-7969935459080191645</id><published>2009-06-24T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:59:10.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the beginning'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As writing has alwyas been a way of sorting out my thoughts, I gathered quite a bit of material over the last years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But it has only been recently that I felt the urge to share and publish some of my thoughts with others. So here I go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This blogspot isn't meant as a diary of just sharing my life with others. It's meant as a place of exchanging thoughts about this world, life as a Christian, our daily walk with God, the challenges and encouragements that come along with it. My wish is to see more and more Christians walking through life with open eyes, who dare to question things in search for the truth. Let's dare to put aside our old world view and ask God to reveal us his view for the world and the people around us. Let's dare to ask questions and to dig deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesus never said ist's gonna be easy.....but he said it'll be worth it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395108698193423404-7969935459080191645?l=openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7969935459080191645/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-writing-has-alwyas-been-way-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7969935459080191645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395108698193423404/posts/default/7969935459080191645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://openeyes-forhisworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-writing-has-alwyas-been-way-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Gedankenwelt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16938595811315537009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
