<?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-977967510986482879</id><updated>2012-01-22T13:14:20.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats on John Wiley's Mind?</title><subtitle type='html'>A probing look into the cobwebs of John Wiley's mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-1937993407554626580</id><published>2011-04-06T05:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T06:24:56.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7F9Z8jwvo-I/TZxIcesfJbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/d7nybyC7D-E/s1600/holy_spirit_closeup.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7F9Z8jwvo-I/TZxIcesfJbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/d7nybyC7D-E/s320/holy_spirit_closeup.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592424491400504754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holy Spirit Baptism is not a reward for many years of faithful Christian service, nor is it the pinnacle of Christian experience. Many have adopted the idea that to have received the Baptism with the Holy Spirit marks them as superior in spirituality, and worthy of some special consideration from God. On the contrary, the fullness of the Spirit is for every single person immediately after conversion and water baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;“…turn from your sins and turn to God, and be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. Then you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(Acts 2:38 NLT) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, the Baptism with the Spirit is available to new-born babes in Christ.  It is not the height of spiritual experience, but rather one of the tremendously essential foundations for further development and service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baptism with the Holy Spirit is for all, in all ages, who believe upon Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord. It is intended to be the normal Divine provision for all believers of all stations, all times, all races, and all callings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-1937993407554626580?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1937993407554626580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-spirit-baptism-is-not-reward-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1937993407554626580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1937993407554626580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2011/04/holy-spirit-baptism-is-not-reward-for.html' title=''/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7F9Z8jwvo-I/TZxIcesfJbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/d7nybyC7D-E/s72-c/holy_spirit_closeup.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-7012462450187850842</id><published>2010-11-05T06:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T06:51:18.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is spiritual warfare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TNPsKhNOaWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yz2Tlwf3E6s/s1600/spiritual_warfare_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TNPsKhNOaWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yz2Tlwf3E6s/s320/spiritual_warfare_man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536028032425159010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What is true “spiritual warfare”? When I love others the same way I love God then darkness disappears and God’s glory shines ever brighter. (1 John 2:8 John 13:35) I am not interested in pushing back the darkness of this world by my words. Wars of words produce little success. Victory comes from God’s love poured into me for others. Love is a bright light and it ALWAYS wins the battle. Darkness will never overtake light and it will never overtake love. Love is more than words. Love is proven out by its action. Fall to your knees and pray and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; get up and put love into motion. There are battles to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-7012462450187850842?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7012462450187850842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/11/spiritual-warfare-is-not-war-of-words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7012462450187850842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7012462450187850842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/11/spiritual-warfare-is-not-war-of-words.html' title='What is spiritual warfare?'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TNPsKhNOaWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/yz2Tlwf3E6s/s72-c/spiritual_warfare_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-3578511917503316772</id><published>2010-10-21T15:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:06:20.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCqEXRoE-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/uXnJ2e6-q1w/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCqEXRoE-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/uXnJ2e6-q1w/s200/love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530607334355112930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God's will for my life.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love the next person in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-3578511917503316772?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3578511917503316772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/next-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3578511917503316772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3578511917503316772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/next-person.html' title='Next Person'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCqEXRoE-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/uXnJ2e6-q1w/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-6978615725394940388</id><published>2010-10-21T13:25:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T16:05:33.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCrFd6-a4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/vLdQydtelPg/s1600/Obedience.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 44px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCrFd6-a4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/vLdQydtelPg/s320/Obedience.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530608452830653314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The new Christian “normal” is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; radical obedience to Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA;mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/977967510986482879-6978615725394940388?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6978615725394940388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6978615725394940388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6978615725394940388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-normal.html' title='The New Normal'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TMCrFd6-a4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/vLdQydtelPg/s72-c/Obedience.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-6196642951514156922</id><published>2010-10-07T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:13:19.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What comes first?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TK5SFhSuPNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7Wq_nuBhTbo/s1600/aj_arms_mtn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TK5SFhSuPNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7Wq_nuBhTbo/s200/aj_arms_mtn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525444047619898578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Passion for the Kingdom of God is healthy when it's first centered from a place of passion for the King."&lt;/b&gt; - John Wiley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-6196642951514156922?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6196642951514156922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-comes-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6196642951514156922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6196642951514156922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-comes-first.html' title='What comes first?'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/TK5SFhSuPNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/7Wq_nuBhTbo/s72-c/aj_arms_mtn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-3000049929032813647</id><published>2010-05-18T05:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T05:35:28.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is that simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S_JtOw_-K5I/AAAAAAAAASw/l44ZZzKRKmA/s1600/simple.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S_JtOw_-K5I/AAAAAAAAASw/l44ZZzKRKmA/s200/simple.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472556597647387538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's the simple things right in front of me every day that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;God holds me accountable. When I personally or if the religious system which I have influence upon makes the simple and obvious things complex it does not remove accountability.  I cannot use complexity as a cloak to hide behind. I am personally accountable to Him for the simple things that are obvious. There will be no excuses. I show my love for Him by how much or how little I love the people around me who I see every day. It is that simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“I was hungry and you did not trouble yourself to feed me.” - Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/977967510986482879-3000049929032813647?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3000049929032813647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-is-that-simple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3000049929032813647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3000049929032813647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-is-that-simple.html' title='It is that simple'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S_JtOw_-K5I/AAAAAAAAASw/l44ZZzKRKmA/s72-c/simple.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-7352979434082465578</id><published>2010-05-10T07:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:51:37.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Row your boat ashore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S-f87M5Mb6I/AAAAAAAAASY/HO3wJp1_Pkc/s1600/Paddel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S-f87M5Mb6I/AAAAAAAAASY/HO3wJp1_Pkc/s320/Paddel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469618366468353954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Just like it takes two paddles to row a boat. So it takes faith (prayer) and action (good works) to live as a follower of Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We pray and we row. We roe and we pray. One without the other causes life to go in a circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I don’t want my life as a follower of Jesus to be lopsided. I don’t want to simply go in circles by using only the “good works” paddle and have no intimacy with Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I don’t want my life to be only about using the “faith &amp;amp; prayer” paddle while I circle around Widows, Orphans and the downtrodden. In the end I will find that I did not feed and clothed the Lord himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;As I use both paddles He keeps me going in a straight line toward His will being done on Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Lord, forgive us. We like to hit each other over the head with our favorite paddles of choice. We tend to have a leaning toward a certain paddle that we like better than the other. For some reason we like to stop rowing and use our paddle as a weapon against those who like the other paddle better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Denominations, Movements and church groups are often formed into clusters based on those of “like minded paddles”. Meanwhile we stop growing spiritually and the needs of the world go unmet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-7352979434082465578?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7352979434082465578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/05/row-your-boat-ashore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7352979434082465578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7352979434082465578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/05/row-your-boat-ashore.html' title='Row your boat ashore'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S-f87M5Mb6I/AAAAAAAAASY/HO3wJp1_Pkc/s72-c/Paddel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-1697501908072106057</id><published>2010-02-06T15:08:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:30:46.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naysayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23cBwGXHYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/D17fsUvPHbM/s1600-h/naysayers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23cBwGXHYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/D17fsUvPHbM/s320/naysayers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435242247955619202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been relating my life with Nehemiah as he faced Naysayers.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 2:19 … "they laughed at us and despised us, and said, “What is this thing that you are doing?"        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some general observations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the “naysayers” come in two forms. Some are in the Church others are not. Based on which of the two worlds they live in determines what they “say”. Both groups are used by God’s enemy to distract me those who walk with me from our specific calling. They often assert misaligned motives of me and those around me. The details of what they say matters little.    I try to always keep before me the fact that I fight against in unseen world and not flesh and blood. This is easy to say but much harder to always remember. I am however getting better at remembering it these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Naysayers Within the Church  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enemy uses them to try and distract me off course with fine sounding arguments about how my time, money and talents would be better spent doing “other more meaningful and productive Kingdom work”. They are unaware that they can be pawns of the enemy as they publicly pick apart my calling. I have also learned that the more fruitful I become in my Kingdom task the louder they can become. I love them dearly for they are well intended, just misguided. I truly deeply love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Naysayers Outside the Church &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others are “naysayers” from outside of the church. They don’t think Christians belong in the middle of the world’s problems. They want the Government to fix broken lives. They often have judgments and bitterness against the church because the church has failed them some time in the past. They oppose me using worldly politics and backroom deals to try and shut me out. I love them dearly for they are well intended, just misguided. I truly deeply love them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;How is it all going to look when my task is done?    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 6:15-16 So the wall was finished on the twenty-fifth day of Elul, in fifty-two days. And it happened, when all our enemies heard of it, and all the nations around us saw these things, that they were very disheartened in their own eyes; for they perceived that this work was done by our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Nehemiah I will not cease from my God assigned work. Above all of things love wins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-1697501908072106057?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1697501908072106057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/02/naysayers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1697501908072106057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1697501908072106057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/02/naysayers.html' title='The Naysayers'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23cBwGXHYI/AAAAAAAAAPc/D17fsUvPHbM/s72-c/naysayers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-2481191833842259600</id><published>2010-01-09T19:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:02:21.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Travesty of Much Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0k0fBnBuGI/AAAAAAAAALY/P6EejJ2Fx74/s1600-h/sleep-learning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0k0fBnBuGI/AAAAAAAAALY/P6EejJ2Fx74/s200/sleep-learning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424924933757188194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In John 17:3 (NKJV) Jesus praying to the Father said, “...this is eternal life, that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(us) &lt;/span&gt;may know You &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(the Father)&lt;/span&gt; …”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;According to Jesus my “knowing” God the Father is my highest portion and reward. It is my “eternal life”. It is my great reward.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This description of eternal life would be rather disappointing if it were simply describing “knowing God” as simply knowing facts about the Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Bible makes it clear that even demons have knowledge about God. Knowing facts about God is not eternal life. Jesus is speaking of a “knowing” that far surpasses knowing facts about God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one thing to have a general knowledge about marriage. It is an entirely different matter to experience marriage. To know in intimacy the person you are wedded to goes far past a mental knowledge of facts. So it is (or should be) with God the Father.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there is no lack of people filling church buildings who are satisfied to know a few fundamental facts about God. Year after year they come and “attend church” all the while unaware that in their lives there is no manifest Presence of God. There is no intimacy of union with Him and it does not seem strange to them that it is so. This is a travesty! Much learning won’t produce the fruit of a loving companionship with God. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct facts and opinions may exist without a right heart toward God. One may have right opinions about God and be without love for Him. Satan is proof of this.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time spent in quietness with Him is the secret to knowing Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to discover more about Him each and every day and it is my reward to be able to do this for all eternity. I am confident that I will never find the end of God but it will be fun attempting to do so.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-2481191833842259600?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2481191833842259600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/travesty-of-much-learning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2481191833842259600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2481191833842259600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/travesty-of-much-learning.html' title='The Travesty of Much Learning'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0k0fBnBuGI/AAAAAAAAALY/P6EejJ2Fx74/s72-c/sleep-learning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-2273484451900099954</id><published>2010-01-07T13:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:01:00.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than a One Time Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0YxxiGAcFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qfogjBCzxvw/s1600-h/the_encounter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0YxxiGAcFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qfogjBCzxvw/s200/the_encounter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424077528249692242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just like the full knowledge of one person by another cannot be achieved in one single encounter. So it is with God. Only after a lifetime of many long and loving encounters can the full potential of knowing Him be explored. Are our hearts open to investing the time necessary to cultivate the encounters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-2273484451900099954?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2273484451900099954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-one-time-thing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2273484451900099954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2273484451900099954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-one-time-thing.html' title='More Than a One Time Thing'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0YxxiGAcFI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qfogjBCzxvw/s72-c/the_encounter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-8457981565287305368</id><published>2010-01-05T21:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:01:53.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0QIfgKP9pI/AAAAAAAAAKo/S4L0-SUSz8E/s1600-h/bible-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0QIfgKP9pI/AAAAAAAAAKo/S4L0-SUSz8E/s200/bible-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423469188562810514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Bible is not an end to itself. But is a means to bring me to a deep-seated rewarding relationship with God. The Bible points the way so that with time spent I come to know God’s nature and character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jesus said, “You search the Scriptures because you think they give you eternal life. But the Scriptures point to me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-8457981565287305368?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/8457981565287305368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/bible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/8457981565287305368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/8457981565287305368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2010/01/bible.html' title='The Bible'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S0QIfgKP9pI/AAAAAAAAAKo/S4L0-SUSz8E/s72-c/bible-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-416594457805023445</id><published>2009-12-18T10:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:02:18.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeply Troubled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I don't often write notes like this but I woke up this morning deeply troubled. As I prayed for our City, the River and the Church at large I became more alarmed in my spirit! Join me in prayer and repentance that the Lord will have mercy on us. I wrote the follow from a place of brokenness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time to Weed the Garden - Uprooting Spiritual Pride&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spiritual pride is prone to suspecting others; whereas a humble saint is most suspicious of nothing in the world as much as he is of his own heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The spiritually proud person is apt to find fault with other saints. They are low in grace; and are quick to discern and take notice of others deficiencies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lord, help me and those around me. We need deliverance from spiritual pride. My own heart, the hearts of my friends and my City is overrun with spiritual pride and it is being done in your name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Love covers a multitude of sin. Spiritual pride wants to expose and separate itself away from the always present weakness in others. Lord, for your name sake humble your church. I choose to humble myself willingly. If I don't love my brother whom I can see, how can I say that I love the Lord whom I can't yet see? What are the marks of a true revival?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-416594457805023445?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/416594457805023445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/12/deeply-troubled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/416594457805023445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/416594457805023445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/12/deeply-troubled.html' title='Deeply Troubled'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-4422307118479078768</id><published>2009-12-17T20:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:21:26.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possilbe to budget a revival?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SyrukhZuatI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4uxk2jYQk5Q/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SyrukhZuatI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4uxk2jYQk5Q/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416403813075413714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Jesus, save me from the delusion that I can budget the organic, edgy and raw ministry of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a great challenge with "planning" ministry. How do I put a God led revival on a budget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I actually attempt to restrict God's freedom to move in my City to only be within "my budget" what will the cost be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I can't budget a revival. Better to respond to what's happening than to live within a "budget box" I preconceived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-4422307118479078768?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4422307118479078768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-possilbe-to-budget-revival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4422307118479078768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4422307118479078768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/12/is-it-possilbe-to-budget-revival.html' title='Is it possilbe to budget a revival?'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SyrukhZuatI/AAAAAAAAAHc/4uxk2jYQk5Q/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-6459918516640577833</id><published>2009-09-23T08:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:37:32.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith can see Through a Brick Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SrokCQ8YHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/H7TrVYzRSgM/s1600-h/brick_wall.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SrokCQ8YHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/H7TrVYzRSgM/s200/brick_wall.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384655925801393522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;When God speaks it will be as He says. Unbelief can be very blinding, but faith can see through a brick wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The more clarity I have about what He has spoken the more fear moves away from my heart.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know God is to be in the place of triumph. To know Him is to be in the place of rest. To know Him is to be in the place of victory. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how to deliver out of trouble; He knows how to be with you in the dark hour. He has a way of arranging His plans.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge distinction between living in Christ and living in speculation and optimism. There is something better than optimism; something better than speculation. “The people who know their God shall stand firm and take action,” (Daniel 11:32) and God would have us to know Him. God would have us to follow through with action. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take action based on what God has said. The mountain will move!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-6459918516640577833?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/6459918516640577833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/09/faith-can-see-through-brick-wall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6459918516640577833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/6459918516640577833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/09/faith-can-see-through-brick-wall.html' title='Faith can see Through a Brick Wall'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SrokCQ8YHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/H7TrVYzRSgM/s72-c/brick_wall.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-4455244837347257729</id><published>2009-09-10T05:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:17:51.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean for the Church to be missional?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SqjekLrE7iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ojsXSvKLGHs/s1600-h/i-pegs-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SqjekLrE7iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ojsXSvKLGHs/s200/i-pegs-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379794468084182562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being "missional" is one of the newest buzzwords in the church leadership circles I run in. Recently I participated as denominational leaders from around the country gathered in a conference room trying to hammer out just it means for the church to be "missional".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago I was interviewed by a national magazine asking me the question, "What does it mean for the River ChristianFellowship to be missional?" Below is my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being missional is as easy as seeing a need in your community and doing something about it. Radical missional thinking never allows for the, 'Somebody ought to do something about that' statement to go unchallenged."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The assumption is that if we are in fact His representatives on the face of the earth and we see a need, our knowledge of that need thrusts upon us the responsibility of addressing the need. Missional thinking always keeps in mind the verse, 'He who knows what to do and does it not to him it is sin.' Jesus has in fact equipped us with all power to address every human need we could ever come in contact with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Radical missional thinking operates from the assumption that if I talk to God about what I see in my community, He will supply what I need to meet that very need. Missional thinking never forgets that the church is a prophecy, a future picture of His coming Kingdom. A Kingdom where all are healed and every need is met."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-4455244837347257729?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4455244837347257729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-does-it-mean-for-church-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4455244837347257729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4455244837347257729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-does-it-mean-for-church-to-be.html' title='What does it mean for the Church to be missional?'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SqjekLrE7iI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ojsXSvKLGHs/s72-c/i-pegs-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-1895984833006009564</id><published>2009-03-27T22:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:31:23.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sc2Z_1S3ssI/AAAAAAAAADU/6is2AnjCBxk/s1600-h/iStock_000000907516Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sc2Z_1S3ssI/AAAAAAAAADU/6is2AnjCBxk/s200/iStock_000000907516Small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318076056911459010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I love the way John 1:14 is written in The Message. It says Jesus “became flesh and blood and moved into the neighborhood.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wow!  God moved into our neighborhood. He came to us and met us where we were. Jesus’ neighborhood was a rural agricultural society. He immersed himself in that culture. He wore the clothes, used the common language. He illustrated his stories in a way that anyone could follow.  If I do the same I will reach more people and be more effective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He didn’t wear special God-clothes or speak special encrypted God-words that only insiders could understand. He didn’t spend years learning big words so he could impress others with his piety. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For the sake of my neighbors I will follow Jesus’ methods. Like Jesus, I must be immersed in the culture of my neighborhood.  While the populace of the Church tries hard to withdraw from the neighborhood (the excuse for the withdrawing is “for holiness”) the neighbors in the neighborhood are at risk of ending up in hell. Lord, forgive us and help us with the courage to break out of our self imposed cocoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-1895984833006009564?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/1895984833006009564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-neighborhood.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1895984833006009564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/1895984833006009564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-neighborhood.html' title='My Neighborhood'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sc2Z_1S3ssI/AAAAAAAAADU/6is2AnjCBxk/s72-c/iStock_000000907516Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-4376788720574793869</id><published>2009-03-25T08:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:59:32.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gut Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco4fXa39rI/AAAAAAAAADE/hLmFwORyS8Q/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco4fXa39rI/AAAAAAAAADE/hLmFwORyS8Q/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317124421578127026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week I find myself thinking about the paralyzed man in Mark chapter 2. I keep thinking about the paralyzed man's friends themselves.  It hit my heart that some people will not be touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Jesus unless someone brings them.  Someone had to be willing to carry him.  Someone had to be willing to press through the crowd. It took quite a bit of effort I'm sure to get him on top of the roof.  In order to get him to Jesus it took four people to lower him through the roof.  The paraly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;zed man had his sins forgiven and his body healed but it took others to get him there. I must remind myself regularly that I am my brother's keeper. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes it's a matter of bringing Jesus to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently 15 or so people from one of the River's House Churches made homemade sandwiches for the homeless.  They call it PB&amp;amp;J Day. (peanut butter &amp;amp; jelly day)  The s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;andwiches were accompanied by a host of other delicious items.  Each sack lunch carefully assembled and lovingly prayed over.  Fifty lunch sacks wer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e handed out that day. I have heard it said many times that a picture is worth One-Thousand words.  The two pictures below are worth more than Two-Thousand words.  The first picture shows a man waiting to receive his sack lunch.  You can see the hardness of life in his face.  Within seconds after receiving his sack lunch his countenanc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e changes.  The second picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I must be willing to bring my brother to Jesus.  In order to bring someone to Jesus I first must care that they get to Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco37s3qFhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FXhjgnvr4RM/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco37s3qFhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/FXhjgnvr4RM/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317123808860706322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco4LYODmMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kiWzTc9sY5c/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco4LYODmMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/kiWzTc9sY5c/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317124078195415234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-4376788720574793869?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4376788720574793869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/gut-check.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4376788720574793869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4376788720574793869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/gut-check.html' title='Gut Check'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sco4fXa39rI/AAAAAAAAADE/hLmFwORyS8Q/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-5373957477149811061</id><published>2009-03-09T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:57:39.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbelief Dethroned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SbWQKrxj13I/AAAAAAAAACs/ttdBTHn1WpY/s1600-h/Dethroned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SbWQKrxj13I/AAAAAAAAACs/ttdBTHn1WpY/s200/Dethroned.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311309848777054066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;When I know God’s nature and character, there are any number of His promises I can take hold of. It is at that point there is no struggle; only rest in His promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am in this lifelong transition of knowing Him better and better, the Holy Spirit of God is all the while working in my heart. He is ever bringing me to a place where all unbelief is dethroned.  When there is imperfect faith in me (the kind which is full of doubt and wavering) it comes from imperfect knowledge of what God wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasingly I understand that when I see anything within my circle of influence that does not line up with God’s nature and character I am expected to address it with the authority of His promise.  As I grow in my understanding of God’s nature and character I can more easily discern what He wants. From this place on I know I am good to go. I am ready to jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this place of “the knowledge of what God wants” I speak with boldness and authority into the things that must change. To others it may look like presumption, but I remind myself that God is with a person who dares to stand upon is Word. Mountains get out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said in John 16:24: “Ask, using my name, and you will receive, and you will have abundant joy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-5373957477149811061?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/5373957477149811061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/unbelief-dethroned.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/5373957477149811061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/5373957477149811061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/unbelief-dethroned.html' title='Unbelief Dethroned'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SbWQKrxj13I/AAAAAAAAACs/ttdBTHn1WpY/s72-c/Dethroned.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-8859171281046417595</id><published>2009-03-04T08:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:49:04.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean to walk with Jesus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sa6U0qKqNjI/AAAAAAAAACc/_H5vyUAb6ug/s1600-h/walking+with+Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sa6U0qKqNjI/AAAAAAAAACc/_H5vyUAb6ug/s200/walking+with+Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309344643109500466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Scripture asks, "Can two people walk together without agreeing on the direction"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, two people cannot walk together unless they agree on which direction they're going.  I have seen what my plans and choices produce.  I am not impressed nor do I want the fruit of my selfish self-centered heart.  Rather, I choose to walk with you. I want you Jesus to chart the course of our direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Scripture says that "...flesh and blood cannot inherit the Kingdom of God."  I also remember the passage that states,  "There is a path before each person that seems right, but it ends in death."  My earthly thinking which is centered on self-reliance will not lead me to my Kingdom inheritance. Jesus, save me from the path that seems right in my own mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find the sweet spot of consistently walking with You unless I daily free myself of my worldly ideas and ways. I need to and I long to enthrone you as Lord Jesus in my heart every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord you said,  "For just as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts higher than your thoughts." Lead me to your thoughts.  Change me into a man who looks like Your Kingdom.  I want to be moved by what moves you.  For your sake I long to be found useful to you in my short time here on earth.  I want my eyes to see what you see and ears to hear what you hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully it really isn't that hard to lay down my life and exchange my opinion will and desires for yours.  Your ways are so much better than mine.  The fruit that your Kingdom produces is everlasting.  Your love wins and this is how I want to roll.  Let your love roll-on in me and through me.  Let the love of Jesus reign in me and in my City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time here is done may it be said of me, "His time was spent for the Kingdom of God".  May my City be changed and Jesus seen for who He really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-8859171281046417595?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/8859171281046417595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-does-it-mean-to-walk-with-jesus.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/8859171281046417595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/8859171281046417595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-does-it-mean-to-walk-with-jesus.html' title='What does it mean to walk with Jesus?'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/Sa6U0qKqNjI/AAAAAAAAACc/_H5vyUAb6ug/s72-c/walking+with+Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-2206216819918156549</id><published>2009-02-25T07:49:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:34:45.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Begging God With Great Worry &amp; Zeal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SaVNVRHxD4I/AAAAAAAAACM/nT7QyCZez4o/s1600-h/Believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SaVNVRHxD4I/AAAAAAAAACM/nT7QyCZez4o/s200/Believe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306732763694567298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having read Hebrews 11 again I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;struck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The things that God has placed into my heart that I am to bring about in my City don’t come by my begging God with great worry and zeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often it takes me a while to get past prayer that is based from whining and the ringing my hands in worry and frustration. When I move past that into a place of rest and trust in His promises to me it is then that my faith moves the heart of God. Without faith it is impossible to please God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The things He has asked me to do in my City (which are bigger than me) come about because I take Him at His word. I believe Him.  For me “believe” means that I plan my life and activities around what He has placed in my heart. I get it. What I ask for in His name by faith is going to come to pass. Plan on it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mountain look out you are moving! Everyone in my City will have food and shelter. If they want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will be seen for who He really is. 2 pledges made, 1 in the bank, 797 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-2206216819918156549?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2206216819918156549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-from-begging-god-with-great.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2206216819918156549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2206216819918156549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-from-begging-god-with-great.html' title='No More Begging God With Great Worry &amp; Zeal'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SaVNVRHxD4I/AAAAAAAAACM/nT7QyCZez4o/s72-c/Believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-4886185133458587507</id><published>2009-02-16T22:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:49:21.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZo8g3I5_5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YFV9gELf-8E/s1600-h/hunger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZo8g3I5_5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YFV9gELf-8E/s200/hunger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303618046436966290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Today 6.8 billion people live on the Earth. The Earth was created by the “Word of God”.   It’s easy for us to see that the Earth is. It has substance. After all we can see it and touch it. Here is a fact: “The Earth is substantive”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the past at a certain moment in time the tangible and substantive creation could not yet be seen. It could not be touched but it still existed. Its existence was firmly planted in the imagination of God. While in the intersection between thought and pre-substantive existence the world was as real in that moment as it is today. Even though the earth could not be “seen” it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God with faith in the power (the ability to act) of His spoken word spoke what he “saw”.  The spoken Word of God became the touchable substance of what is called creation. Creation became the evidence of what had not previously been seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I become more fully awaken to the power of God’s Word, I understand that I am not only able to know Him personally, but I plan my life around His word even if I can’t yet fully see all the substance of what He says is coming.  For if there is anything helping me today more than anything else, it is the fact that I am resourced and released with authority from His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is not holding me accountable for 6.8 billion people. As a disciple of Jesus He is however holding me answerable to Him for my neighbor’s need.  I am to live in my City as someone resourced and released with the authority to speak His word into what I see in my City.  Sometimes that means speaking by faith what I see is needed to meet the need. I speak what I see is needed even though it is not yet tangible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I see. By Faith I see every person who needs a meal fed in the Kansas City area. By Faith I see every person who wants out of the sex industry in Kansas City given tangible help. By Faith I see justice for the poor in Kansas City. By Faith I see healing for the sick in Kansas City. By Faith I see unwanted pregnancies in Kansas City becoming a wanted child for someone.  By Faith I see my City healed from the misrepresentation of who Jesus really is. Though not tangible today… it shall come to pass. It will become the evidence of what is not currently seen. Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-4886185133458587507?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/4886185133458587507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-see.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4886185133458587507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/4886185133458587507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-i-see.html' title='What I See'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZo8g3I5_5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/YFV9gELf-8E/s72-c/hunger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-7874497414160214359</id><published>2009-02-11T06:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T18:20:04.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving past lip service and the “tipping of my hat”.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZLANFIPlGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQz_KTpExDE/s1600-h/bob-hope-hat-tipping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZLANFIPlGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQz_KTpExDE/s200/bob-hope-hat-tipping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301511042316080226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I test my heart to see if I am really walking in love? What does the measuring stick look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I choose to no longer hold someone’s “feet to the fire” regarding how they failed or could have done better, then I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I no longer count the number of times another has stumbled, then I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I refuse to give up on the best a person could grow into, then I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t like something I see in another person that’s ok. It’s what I do with the observation that becomes the pivotal point between love and …. Hmmm…death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stop pulling away from them so that I can be more comfortable but rather move toward them, then I love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not prone to walk away. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and it endures through every circumstance imaginable. Love is not embarrassed or uncomfortable by another person’s brokenness but rather longs to cover it. When I choose to actually walk this out with the very people around me, only then am I living in a place of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything less than the actual living out of this description is simply lip service. It becomes the “tipping of my hat” in acknowledgment of my Christian obligation of what I should do. How can I say that I love God who I can’t see, when I choose not to live out this description toward the people around me who I can see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-7874497414160214359?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/7874497414160214359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/moving-past-lip-service-and-tipping-of.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7874497414160214359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/7874497414160214359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/moving-past-lip-service-and-tipping-of.html' title='Moving past lip service and the “tipping of my hat”.'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SZLANFIPlGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQz_KTpExDE/s72-c/bob-hope-hat-tipping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-2131926437679746388</id><published>2009-02-08T08:10:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:31:29.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>His Word To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SY7onV9oCZI/AAAAAAAAABs/Y-6sUu2wHNA/s1600-h/WordHearts1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SY7onV9oCZI/AAAAAAAAABs/Y-6sUu2wHNA/s200/WordHearts1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300429574069815698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;According to what God says, (remembering that God keeps his word) I am filled with the very righteousness of Jesus. This truth is based on the authority of the Words God himself spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible contains the very Word of God to me. It is the supernatural seed of change, eternal in time, inexpressible in stoutness, infinite in influence, regenerative in power, flawless in authority, personal in relevance, and inspired in totality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take it all in from beginning to end, I write it down, I pray it in, I plan life around it, I work it out, and then I pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Word brings into me the very personality of God; it changes my life as I become more and more like the image of Jesus. It transforms my mind, changes my character, takes me on from high point to low point and back again, and it imparts into me a reminder of my eternal inheritance in Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-2131926437679746388?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/2131926437679746388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2131926437679746388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/2131926437679746388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/word.html' title='His Word To Me'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SY7onV9oCZI/AAAAAAAAABs/Y-6sUu2wHNA/s72-c/WordHearts1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-674602868998409701</id><published>2009-02-06T09:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T07:13:05.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fruit of Who Jesus Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SYxebaO8UFI/AAAAAAAAABU/jgtddj98cDQ/s1600-h/healing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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How true! This has been my experience. I have overcome this world and it scourges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has this come to be my experience in life? Since my past was anything but this? The answer is, I have planned and walked out my life according to the resulting fruit of who Jesus is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My belief in Him has resulted in my being purified as He is pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I am strengthened because He is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am made whole because He is whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) All of His fullness comes into me because of the Spirit’s indwelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is the actual living out of the Word of God. As I have given myself over to being led by the Holy Spirit I easily find the will of God for my daily walk. The results have been amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The Kingdom of God breaks through everywhere I go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/977967510986482879-674602868998409701?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/674602868998409701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/fruit-of-who-jesus-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/674602868998409701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/674602868998409701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/02/fruit-of-who-jesus-is.html' title='The Fruit of Who Jesus Is'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SYxebaO8UFI/AAAAAAAAABU/jgtddj98cDQ/s72-c/healing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-3140809729495603869</id><published>2009-01-28T07:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:35:22.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tide is Rising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SYBotXNvQ4I/AAAAAAAAABE/i3DX3BVG3vw/s1600-h/rising_tide_small1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SYBotXNvQ4I/AAAAAAAAABE/i3DX3BVG3vw/s400/rising_tide_small1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296348290322744194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was only when I was given the "secret" of praying in the Spirit and of magnifying God out loud that the power of God came crashing into my life and into those I came in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this forgotten "secret" that is being rediscovered at the River. The tide is rising everywhere I look. God is pouring out His Spirit in the hearts of people at the River and they are crying out hungry for more of God. The day is at hand. God is fulfilling His promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit has come to abide within me! He has come to reveal the fullness of God. He pours into my heart the very love of God! He takes the things of Jesus and shows them to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dare I believe God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dare I plan my activities on the record of His Word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/977967510986482879-3140809729495603869?l=johnwiley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/feeds/3140809729495603869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/01/tide-is-rising.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3140809729495603869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/977967510986482879/posts/default/3140809729495603869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johnwiley.blogspot.com/2009/01/tide-is-rising.html' title='The Tide is Rising'/><author><name>John Wiley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03789769270557662045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/S23aH9V1oAI/AAAAAAAAAO8/lcn0dU5u_sY/S220/John+Wiley.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SYBotXNvQ4I/AAAAAAAAABE/i3DX3BVG3vw/s72-c/rising_tide_small1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-977967510986482879.post-7936788043224245688</id><published>2009-01-26T17:32:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:44:10.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Even dry ground can experience a flood!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SX5Ichrh61I/AAAAAAAAAAU/we-JNiIlGww/s1600-h/drygound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BtZzABcFcXQ/SX5Ichrh61I/AAAAAAAAAAU/we-JNiIlGww/s320/drygound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295749866748767058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Here is my current on going talk with Jesus concerning me, He, my City, and the River. I wrote this on a plane ride to LA today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thanks to Jim &amp;amp; Ruth Eudaly for drawing this out of me while we visited in their living room last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even dry ground can experience a flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you have made it so I can be filled with “Rivers of Living Water”. You want me to be like a well watered garden. Jesus you came for no other purpose than to rescue me, mold and fashion me until my mind, heart and actions are like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, there is a gap between what I have experienced of your power for signs and wonders and what is actually possible on the earth in your name. I will not settle for small things since I am in the service of such a big God. I will not settle for small things since I have been given by you the jurisdiction and freedom to take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have given me authority and power to change things here on the earth. Help me breakout of doubt and unbelief! Even dry ground can experience a flood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, there is no end to your beginnings. Begin again in me a resurgence of faith. You are the same God over all the earth. You are rich toward all who call upon your name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentecost is the last thing you touch the earth with. Help me understand the fullness of the Pentecost empowered life. No longer do I want to live in a weak and impoverished condition which is no good to you or anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, my heart is captured by this story that Brother Smith tells,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;“I finished a meeting one day in Switzerland where I prayed for the sick. After I left the meeting two boys came to me and said that there was a blind man present at the meeting who had heard all the words I preached. The man was surprised that he had not been prayed for. They went on to say this blind man had heard so much that he would not leave the building until he could see. I said, ‘This is positively unique. God will do something today for that man’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;We got to the place. This blind man said he never had seen; he was born blind but because of the Word preached in the afternoon he was not going home until he could see. If ever I have joy it is when I have a lot of people who will not be satisfied until they get all they have come for. With great joy I anointed him that day and laid hands on his eyes, and acted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;There were lights bulbs in the room the room that he began to count. Then he counted us. Oh, the ecstatic pleasure that came to the man. He pulled out his watch, and said that for years he had been feeling the watch for the time by the raised figures, but now he could look at it and tell us the time. Then looking as if he was awakened from some deep sleep, or some long, strange dream, he awakened to the fact that he had never seen the face of his father and mother, and he went to the door and rushed out. At night he was the first back in the meeting. All the people knew him as the blind man, and I had to give him a long time to talk about his new sight.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I do not want to live my life on the earth in a lesser place than where you have called me to be. You have designed that everything on earth be subject to a person found in you Jesus.  Through you Lord I have been given power over all the power of the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, form into me a greater faith. Fill the River with a bunch of people who will not be satisfied until they get all they have need of from you. 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