<?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-7810565311020509963</id><updated>2011-12-17T09:00:17.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Gove</title><subtitle type='html'>Spiritual Motivational Speaker Robin Gove has so much to share from her walk with God over the years!  You will surely love her story and her approach to how she helps you help yourself!           
www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4094623054858037665</id><published>2011-08-15T19:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:29:13.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A passion for life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrnD1o2v92E/TknBiS-ojZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1ZVAihzihM4/s1600/Grace%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boffice%2B3%2B2011%2B199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrnD1o2v92E/TknBiS-ojZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1ZVAihzihM4/s200/Grace%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boffice%2B3%2B2011%2B199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641252803212512658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97pJKD5vuvw/TknA-WCyEXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0cE17CyxzDg/s1600/clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97pJKD5vuvw/TknA-WCyEXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/0cE17CyxzDg/s200/clown.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641252185559929202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vintage Buick pulled into the parking stall next to mine. As I watched it all from inside the beauty salon where I was having my hair cut, I was intrigued. It looked like the car pulled in all by itself. There did not seem to be a driver.     I could not take my eyes off the scene happening before my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like an eternity passed, but finally the car door began to slowly open. And then I saw her. Immediately I noticed the radiant smile on her face. It was contagious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she opened the door to the salon it was like a breath of fresh air entered the room. Her bubbly personality turned the heads of everyone inside. As I sat there listening to her, I was inspired by her enthusiasm or life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the room seemed to know her. Eventually I heard someone mention her name. GRACE, how perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next few minutes I realized that GRACE was 90 years old. It was evident not only by her words, but by her movements and actions that GRACE was filled with a zest for life. She lived each minute to the fullest. It did not matter to her how old she was, she would dream and take chances, let go of the rope, and believe she could do anything that she set her mind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instantly I was filled with a deep desire to cling to every word she said. I longed to hear her story of how the pieces of her life all fit together. The incredible story of “It's never to late to try!” was so exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared an amazing story that happened when she was 70 years old. She had always wanted to be a clown. So once she set her mind to it, she began to take actions to make it all happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing she did was check out the local community college to find out if there were indeed, “clown classes”. She found one, took it, and soon was wearing the costume of a clown. I would have loved to see her all dressed up and spreading her sunshine all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She inspired me to wake up and smell the roses. It's never too late to try. Your attitude is what life is all about. If you live your life with a “can do” attitude, there is nothing you cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I left that salon, I was filled with a desire to find out more about Grace. I longed to learn from her life, how to live mine to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was privileged to have Grace come to my office and share the pieces of her life with me. It was an amazing honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Grace, “What would you like to share with others about living their lives?  Her response did not surprise me. She challenged me to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;✔ Keep active&lt;br /&gt;✔ Keep working at what you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;✔ Keep meeting together with others.&lt;br /&gt;✔ Keep volunteering to make a difference in our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have guessed that morning when I woke up and went to get my hair cut, that I come home inspired to live my life to the fullest. It's never to late to follow your dreams and passions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's poem that I wrote in honor Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion for Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman who has a passion for life, is rare in our world today,&lt;br /&gt;“Take each day as a blessing!” is what she might say.&lt;br /&gt;Never looking back on the mistakes of her past,&lt;br /&gt;Just living each day in a way that will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is never a factor in living out her dreams,&lt;br /&gt;At seventy years old, in a clown outfit she was seen.&lt;br /&gt;It didn’t just happen; she had to go to school,&lt;br /&gt;The desire to work hard was her most important tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring those around her as her passion shines through,&lt;br /&gt;Telling others to enjoy their lives is all she wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;Turning the negative upside down is how she lives each day,&lt;br /&gt;Growing to be like this woman is how I want to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a passionate woman of GRACE,&lt;br /&gt;Whose presence came alive in a very simple place.&lt;br /&gt;Each one who gathered the day we first met,&lt;br /&gt;Will remember her words, in our hearts they are set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4094623054858037665?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4094623054858037665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/08/passion-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4094623054858037665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4094623054858037665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/08/passion-for-life.html' title='A passion for life'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LrnD1o2v92E/TknBiS-ojZI/AAAAAAAAAdU/1ZVAihzihM4/s72-c/Grace%2Bin%2Bthe%2Boffice%2B3%2B2011%2B199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-1509743626116933387</id><published>2011-02-21T15:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T16:02:13.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAY TOGETHER  Cool picture to come......</title><content type='html'>DO YOU KNOW WHAT IS BEST FOR YOUR STATE?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to change our economy?   Do you know what is best to help our financially crippled stateS to return to hriving healthy states?   Do you know the answers to these questions?  Who really does?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows……… Maybe it’s time to put aside all of our thoughts and actions and just PRAY TOGETHER about what God wants to be done in our state.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;…if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and forgive their sin and will heal their land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so wonderful to hear how people gathered together in the capitol square of Madison, WI, both those for and against the Governor’s recovery package and yet there was peace.  This was a sign of mature and respectful people trying to make a change in our economy.  We are all in this together.  We are all going to be affected by balancing the budget in one way or another.   Maybe it’s time to look at the bigger picture, all the people of each state.  How can we work together to turn our states around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it’s time to give our states to God.  Maybe it’s time to hold hands together in prayer.  God has the power to change everything.  What if we prayed together and trusted that God can turn things around.   Then, He, and nobody else, would be glorified with the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves ALL of us.  He does not want any of us to lose anything, but if we submit to him, who knows what better things could replace what we have lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would God think if we gathered around our cities around the country, holding hands in Prayer?  What would God think if we joined together to let him guide and direct our states to where he wants us to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Matthew 19:26&lt;br /&gt;Jesus looked at them and said, &lt;br /&gt;“With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE READY TO STAND TOGETHER &lt;br /&gt;AND PRAY FOR GOD TO TAKE CONTROL OF OUR STATES AND BLESS US?&lt;br /&gt;Let’s do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-1509743626116933387?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/1509743626116933387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/02/pray-together-cool-picture-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1509743626116933387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1509743626116933387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/02/pray-together-cool-picture-to-come.html' title='PRAY TOGETHER  Cool picture to come......'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4948372054084926668</id><published>2011-02-14T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T14:22:29.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you read this blog?</title><content type='html'>If anyone out there would like to see this blog continue, please send an e-mail to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journey@hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write again if I know that someone is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4948372054084926668?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4948372054084926668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-read-this-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4948372054084926668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4948372054084926668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-read-this-blog.html' title='Do you read this blog?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3960377557673553613</id><published>2010-12-19T17:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T17:17:26.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the week before Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TQ6SSiEWvgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gUseH-d1hDs/s1600/DSC01277.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/_9eV7owI5KS4/TQ6SSiEWvgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gUseH-d1hDs/s200/DSC01277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552536237674774018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas the week before Christmas and I’m running around,&lt;br /&gt;Finding peace and quiet is not to be found.&lt;br /&gt;I want to slow down, but there’s so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me to be willing to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to bake four different cookies, or would just one do?&lt;br /&gt;How about coffee and dessert, rather than a meal for twenty-two?&lt;br /&gt;Should I keep shopping, or would a visit be a better gift?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe a date with my spouse would give him a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the true meaning of Christmas, Jesus born in a manger,&lt;br /&gt;Have I been thinking about this, or is God like a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;If I want to remember the true meaning of Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;I need to slow down, relax and throw out the lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week before Christmas is a STOP-sign to me,&lt;br /&gt;To choose what is really important and to set myself free.&lt;br /&gt;Free to say, “I’m doing it different this year,”&lt;br /&gt;I’m remembering with actions to make my desires clear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3960377557673553613?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3960377557673553613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/12/twas-week-before-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3960377557673553613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3960377557673553613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/12/twas-week-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the week before Christmas'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TQ6SSiEWvgI/AAAAAAAAAbc/gUseH-d1hDs/s72-c/DSC01277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3430465378669809750</id><published>2010-11-23T02:26:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T03:23:27.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What track are you on?</title><content type='html'>This past summer my husband and I biked many, many miles. We stopped in many quaint little towns and ate lunch in their local mom and pop restaurants. We sat on the edge of hill and watched a farmer's golden wheat field blowing ever so gently with the breeze. We stood quietly on a bridge looking down at a herd of cows below us waiting to hear them "moo". We walked our bikes through a misty dark tunnel with only a pinhole of light in front of us to be our guide. I could go on and on about the amazing sights and sounds that we experienced biking this summer, but I will save them for another time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share with you about our final bike ride of the summer. The sights and sounds of this trip will never be erased from my mind and heart. Take a look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-195af373f3859b42" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D195af373f3859b42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331455135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D212FB61FC95C2795073BD594EAA62CA7C8D97363.4887417B113903B5634C5EA449F2FD137C32B71D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D195af373f3859b42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4mTUVVgjNd8QEsw3mdwPuuaV7g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D195af373f3859b42%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331455135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D212FB61FC95C2795073BD594EAA62CA7C8D97363.4887417B113903B5634C5EA449F2FD137C32B71D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D195af373f3859b42%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl4mTUVVgjNd8QEsw3mdwPuuaV7g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this train it immediately took me back to my childhood. My grandparents lived in the upstairs of a train depot in the UP of Michigan. We loved to visit them and hear the magical sound of the train clicking on the track. Every time a train would pass by I would wave at the conductor and he always waved back. I never knew who they were or where they were going. I often wondered where the tracks would lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder what track you are on now? Just like the train, life can take us many places. Sometimes the ride is smooth and other times it might feel rough, but the good part of the train of life is that God is the conductor. He knows exactly what track we are on. He knows how long it will take to get to our destination. We don't have to worry that we won't make it, because we will arrive right on time. We can trust our conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD will guide you always...&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 58:11a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3430465378669809750?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3430465378669809750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-track-are-you-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3430465378669809750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3430465378669809750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-track-are-you-on.html' title='What track are you on?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7482288708601156633</id><published>2010-09-20T22:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T23:30:09.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Eagles Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TJgtk1HsYuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/3tUM0ZpK0pA/s1600/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TJgtk1HsYuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/3tUM0ZpK0pA/s200/DSC00287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519211454100431586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning to post my blog.  I had it all finished and then suddenly it disappeared. I am sorry this is so late, but my day passed by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TJgpZ1ry7II/AAAAAAAAAYs/xcmqx3w6Bw0/s1600/DSC00605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TJgpZ1ry7II/AAAAAAAAAYs/xcmqx3w6Bw0/s200/DSC00605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519206867226782850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'On Eagles wings'.  Have you heard that song?  Have you ever seen an Eagle soaring through the air?  It's the most peaceful and soothing sight you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave and I returned on Saturday from a 10 day, 4100 mile trip to Yellowstone and Grand Teton National parks.  It was truly amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed to see two eagles less than a car's length from us. We stood there in amazement that we were able to be so close to them.  We stood there for the longest time watching.  The Eagle would move its head so slowly as he looked around. Then suddenly without warning, the trees began to move as another Eagle made its way out of the trees and flew off.  (We were told that their wing span was seven feet.) He quickly flew out of the wooded area in within minutes began soaring across the river and out of sight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of the mighty Eagle brought and amazing peace to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible talks about Eagles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:30-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tired and weary?   Put your hope in God and he can renew your strength.  In no time you will be soaring like an Eagle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we put our hope in God?  By simply asking him to give you hope, to renew your strength and to build you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:29&lt;br /&gt;He gives strength to the weary, and increases the power of the weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's ask God to help us to soar on wings like an Eagle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7482288708601156633?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7482288708601156633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-eagles-wings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7482288708601156633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7482288708601156633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/09/on-eagles-wings.html' title='On Eagles Wings'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TJgtk1HsYuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/3tUM0ZpK0pA/s72-c/DSC00287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4508370270926943257</id><published>2010-08-31T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:31:23.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Join us Monday morning, Sept. 20th for an exciting post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4508370270926943257?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4508370270926943257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/08/join-us-monday-morning-sept-20th-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4508370270926943257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4508370270926943257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/08/join-us-monday-morning-sept-20th-for.html' title='Join us Monday morning, Sept. 20th for an exciting post!'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3709395184137611004</id><published>2010-07-27T14:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:35:30.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you AFRAID of?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TE8vxvEtqUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qys3Hs2vRmM/s1600/photo16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TE8vxvEtqUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qys3Hs2vRmM/s200/photo16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498666201538996546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you AFRAID of? Did something come to your mind? Now think about it for a moment. Why are you AFRAID of this? What can you do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears. Psalm 34:4&lt;/em&gt;  God can erase the fear in your life, right now. How does he do this? When we speak to God, He speaks to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.  &lt;em&gt;Selah&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46:1-3,7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to rescue us from all our fears. Is it time to seek him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3709395184137611004?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3709395184137611004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-are-you-afraid-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3709395184137611004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3709395184137611004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-are-you-afraid-of.html' title='What are you AFRAID of?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TE8vxvEtqUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/qys3Hs2vRmM/s72-c/photo16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4026762108750963113</id><published>2010-07-05T21:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:56:24.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TDKbPMmfCTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y1Wq9Karnrc/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TDKbPMmfCTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y1Wq9Karnrc/s200/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490621581101041970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take time to stop and smell the roses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, River, walks every day.  As she does, she takes pictures of the beautiful flowers that she sees along the way.  Then she sends me pictures of them.  Oh, my gosh, they are all so beautiful.  It's hard for me to decide which one I like the best because they are all amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God took the time to create all of those beautiful flowers for us to enjoy.  Do we take the time to stop and enjoy them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:1&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you this week to STOP and smell the roses.  Take a walk and see how many beautiful flowers you will find. Send your pictures to me at robin@hesspeakingarewelistening.com and I will post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's enjoy God's creation today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4026762108750963113?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4026762108750963113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/07/flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4026762108750963113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4026762108750963113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/07/flowers.html' title='The Flowers'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TDKbPMmfCTI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Y1Wq9Karnrc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5578561993934002807</id><published>2010-06-28T03:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T03:52:41.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The RACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TChfBKJTYvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJqV3lYPX1I/s1600/IMG00095-20100625-2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TChfBKJTYvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJqV3lYPX1I/s200/IMG00095-20100625-2042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487740619458831090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TChbIqa47vI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2Ib_P3UHptA/s1600/IMG00104-20100625-2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TChbIqa47vI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2Ib_P3UHptA/s200/IMG00104-20100625-2114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487736350335102706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I went to the races. It was a perfect night for it. Now it had been many years since I had been to the races, so I was excited to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there were the time trials. All the cars would race to find their time. Then the fastest cars would be in the front of the line when they actually raced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the cars had been very well taken care of, others looked pretty old, and sounded pretty loud. I remember one of the cars sounding so smooth. Someone had taken the time needed to put that car in perfect shape. As a result, this car did win at least one of the races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched the races, I thought about how much training and work was involved for just one car to enter the race. It takes a deep commitment to make it all happen. I'm sure it took years to get the car in shape, to find the driver, and to put together all the details involved with being a contestant in the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all reminded me of the "race of life" for a Christian. We don't start our race knowing all the details of the Christian life. It takes training and work to build our love relationship with God. He has a plan for our lives. There comes a point when we need to make a commitment to get our Spiritual life in shape and allow God to be the driver in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me--the task of testifying to the gospel of God's grace. Acts 20:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need help getting your Spiritual life ready for the race, contact us at robin@hesspeakingarewelistening.com or check out www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5578561993934002807?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5578561993934002807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/race.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5578561993934002807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5578561993934002807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/race.html' title='The RACE'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TChfBKJTYvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/AJqV3lYPX1I/s72-c/IMG00095-20100625-2042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2100143797188431686</id><published>2010-06-21T05:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T05:28:27.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace like a river</title><content type='html'>I have peace like a river, I have peace like a river, I have peace like a river in my soul....oh oh. Do you remember the old song, Peace like a river? We all long for peace in our lives, but often the lives that we live rob us of our peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5cc0ad22bfcfa561" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5cc0ad22bfcfa561%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331455135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4604770D5FBA0237967F95F7D2E2F8CBFF81612C.2DF09EE3009A4D6DE3BD69CD56A1CC07888A0A13%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5cc0ad22bfcfa561%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DurPOjx-XKxuKPa4DJskqQiCwfMQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5cc0ad22bfcfa561%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331455135%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4604770D5FBA0237967F95F7D2E2F8CBFF81612C.2DF09EE3009A4D6DE3BD69CD56A1CC07888A0A13%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5cc0ad22bfcfa561%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DurPOjx-XKxuKPa4DJskqQiCwfMQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with many challenges. They are different for each of us. What challenges are you facing today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the loss of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the news that we received from the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's spouse that has been unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you lost your job.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are experiencing overwhelming debt issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your challenge today? ____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life I realized that I live with my challenges way too long. It's not until I get to the end of myself that I am ready to turn them over to God. He loves me and wants to handle everything in my life, but I need to let go, and let God do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to find rest for your soul? Give that burden to God. Let go and let God do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you give your burden to God? It's simple. Take some time to STOP and talk to him. You could pray something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is so burdened with........... I give it all to you. Please take control of ............... and fill me with peace like a river. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 11:28&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-2100143797188431686?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2100143797188431686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/peace-like-river.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2100143797188431686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2100143797188431686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/peace-like-river.html' title='Peace like a river'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4223695280913141775</id><published>2010-06-08T05:45:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T07:19:02.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be still and know that I am God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TA4xf9O_RlI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sLKS1u3XG20/s1600/Aaron%27s+house+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TA4xf9O_RlI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sLKS1u3XG20/s200/Aaron%27s+house+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480372221639607890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Is it hard for you to be still before God? I struggle with this all the time. Life is busy. &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was busy running around doing many different things. You know how it is in the summer. There are so many wonderful things that we want to do. Well, in the midst of my running around I noticed an old Bible sitting on the counter in my office under a stack of papers. When I looked at it I thought, "When was the last time I looked at that Bible?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was busy and I tried to continue what I was doing, but I was compelled to stop and open up that Bible. When I did I was so....blessed for doing it. When I opened the pages of that Bible and began reading it, the words spoke very clearly to my heart. I was encouraged. I sensed a clarity for my future. I felt so close to God. When I closed the book, I was so thankful for what had just happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STOPPED WHAT I WAS DOING, to be still before God. Oh my gosh, I was so glad that I did. I continued my day with a new song in my heart. Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth. The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Psam 46:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4223695280913141775?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4223695280913141775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4223695280913141775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4223695280913141775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html' title='Be still and know that I am God'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/TA4xf9O_RlI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sLKS1u3XG20/s72-c/Aaron%27s+house+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3490499212269315828</id><published>2010-06-01T06:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T07:20:30.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a LIGHT at the end of the tunnel</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, Dave and I went on a two-day biking trip to northern Wisconsin. We rode on the Elroy-Sparta Trail. We ended up going 44 miles in two days. It was challenging at the end of each day, but we made it and for the most part feel great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unique thing about this bike trail is that there are three tunnels that you go through. You are required to walk your bike through the tunnel because it is pitch black. All you can see is a tiny light at the end of the tunnel. If you take your eyes off of the light, or try and get through by disobeying the rules and riding your bike (we tried this and it didn't work) this is when fear takes over. If you keep your eyes on that light and keep walking it gives you the courage to keep going. As you continue on the light gets bigger and bigger.  Eventually the light is all you can see and you have made it to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This biking trip reminded me of life. The dark tunnel reminds me of the things we are facing in our lives.  The small light is Jesus in the midst of all we are going through, or the decisions that we might need to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are often in the dark and do not know our way. We might see a tiny light at the end of whatever we are facing in our lives, but until we take a step toward that light our heart is filled with fear. When we keep our eyes on him, and slowly obey him, even though we might be in the dark, we are not afraid because we are keeping our eyes on Jesus. As we slowly walk toward the light it becomes clearer and eventually all we can see is the light.  This is when joy appears in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you today?  Are you in a fearful tunnel of life. If you are,look to the light of Jesus. He is there to help you with whatever you are facing. You are not alone. As you begin to walk toward Jesus by reading the Bible or praying, the light begins to grow, and the fear disappears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3490499212269315828?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3490499212269315828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3490499212269315828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3490499212269315828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='There is a LIGHT at the end of the tunnel'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5868829397915011757</id><published>2010-05-23T01:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T01:47:13.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life-long Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S_jOyKSOr3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_KRsMdXwcV4/s1600/Odds+and+ends+010.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/_9eV7owI5KS4/S_jOyKSOr3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_KRsMdXwcV4/s200/Odds+and+ends+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474352708218433394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a friend that you have known for a long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was privileged to attend a 90th birthday party for a dear friend of mine, Bea. We have been friends for over 30 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus 2:3-4&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, teach the older women to be reverent in the way they live, not to be slanderers or addicted to much wine, but to teach what is good. Then they can train the younger women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life Bea was been the older woman teaching me, the younger woman, about life. When Bea spoke, I listened. Her words dripped with wisdom and I wanted to learn as much as I could from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe everyone needs to have someone like Bea in their lives. Do you? If you do not have a person like Bea in your life, pray that God will bring someone to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5868829397915011757?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5868829397915011757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-long-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5868829397915011757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5868829397915011757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-long-friends.html' title='Life-long Friends'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S_jOyKSOr3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/_KRsMdXwcV4/s72-c/Odds+and+ends+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4746812941430627588</id><published>2010-05-10T06:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T06:17:25.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Prayer Day</title><content type='html'>Slowly I opened the door not knowing what or who I would see behind it.  I had never been to this place before.  When I took one step into the room, my heart was truly blessed at the next thing I noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were people all around the room talking to each other.  In the back of the room I saw several people putting food on a serving table.  There were many tables set up forming a U in the middle of the room with chairs all around it.  As I looked down at it, there was a stack of papers at each place setting.  I could see a picture of praying hands on the top of the stack. I knew I was in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was National Prayer Day and I had decided to go to Brodhead, Wisconsin to join in the celebration.  Brodhead is a rural small town in the heart of southern Wisconsin.  I had never been to this town before, but the small town atmosphere warmed my heart.  As I walked down the street to the local bank building where we would be meeting for National Prayer Day, the people were so friendly and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so impressed that the local bank had allowed this gathering to take place in their building.  I met the local newspaper editor which was truly an honor for me.   Before the program began we enjoyed a nice meal together.  I sat next to several women who began telling me about some other NPD events that they had attended earlier this day in a small town close to Brodhead.  We agreed that this is what our country needs.  PRAYER.  We needed to be on our knees praying for our country and our leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice luncheon, the program began.  As we prayed together, I suddenly realized what was happening.  There were clergy from the local non-denominational, Lutheran, Methodist, Catholic and I believe Congregational Churches leading this event.  They had planned the program and as one would finish praying, the next one would get up and speak about something else and then we would pray about it.  My heart was so touched that people from all denominations were praying TOGETHER for our country.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God was smiling as he looked down on what was happening in Brodhead, Wisconsin.  The people in this town were putting aside their denominations and were joining hands together in prayer for our country.  My heart was so blessed having joined together on this day with this group of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4746812941430627588?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4746812941430627588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-prayer-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4746812941430627588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4746812941430627588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-prayer-day.html' title='National Prayer Day'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6571556258213165802</id><published>2010-05-03T05:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T06:14:45.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you need a fun Makeover?</title><content type='html'>Life is so busy. There are so many things to do. Do we forget to take the time to have fun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written a 6-day Journey with God called "Fun Makeover". I was inspired to write this because I came across so many people that did not even know HOW to have fun. The word fun does not even bring anything to their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, we can become so busy, even doing good things, that we don't take the time to stop and refresh our souls by doing something fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does having fun have to be expensive? No!  I recently enjoyed a wonderful day of fun and it did not cost me a penny. I would like to share my day with you.  (If you have a fun time to share, either post it with a comment, or e-mail me at robin@hesspeakingarewelistening.com) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my friend and co-worker in the ministry, Deb, decided to have a day of fun to celebrate her birthday. We both like riding bikes. I live on the Capital City Bike Trail, so she came over to enjoy a day of biking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way we went over a brand new bike bridge crossing over Fish Hatchery Road in Fitchburg. We stopped to take a picture. Deb, who knows all about cameras, set her camera on the ledge of the large metal frame of the bridge, and then quickly ran to join me in a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on down the trail we spotted a long train just sitting on the tracks. It looked like all the cars were empty. We stopped to look at it and Deb said, "Do you want to climb up on the train and take some pictures?" I am always ready to do something adventurous, so of course I replied, "Let's do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes we had climbed up onto the train and we were posing for fun pictures. It was a beautiful day enjoying the beauty of nature with a friend. Our biking trip took us seven miles on this day, but we have plans to go on a long trip somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having fun is a choice.  We need to stop and just do it.  It does not have to cost a penny and we might need to get creative with what we do, but I believe that we will always be glad that we stopped to put some fun into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?  Have you had some fun lately?  If not, stop and do it today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6571556258213165802?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6571556258213165802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-need-fun-makeover.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6571556258213165802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6571556258213165802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-need-fun-makeover.html' title='Do you need a fun Makeover?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-8579503114418921464</id><published>2010-04-19T21:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:48:35.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82UBFkI6VI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9eqXv7gVRKk/s1600/IMG00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82UBFkI6VI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9eqXv7gVRKk/s200/IMG00134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462184669464815954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82T6sreuwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-7tFFW8F6VY/s1600/IMG00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82T6sreuwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/-7tFFW8F6VY/s200/IMG00136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462184559705504514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82T0T5COaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/k8wJhzjTj_Y/s1600/IMG00143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82T0T5COaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/k8wJhzjTj_Y/s200/IMG00143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462184449972255138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5:30 am.  The sudden ringing of my phone startled me.  I thought, “Who could be calling so early in the morning?”  As I picked up the phone, I heard the familiar voice of my husband, Dave.  His words sent a chill up my spine.  “I’m ok, but I just totaled my car.”   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began to explain what happened.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of the early morning hours, he was driving down the interstate heading for Chicago. Suddenly he saw sparks flying on the opposite side of the road.  A truck was driving without a tire on the driver’s side.  The metal was hitting the pavement creating the sparks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly without warning there was a huge tire coming straight at him.  In seconds it pounded against the front of the car.  Dave slammed on the brakes, and headed for the side of the road.  He could see a glimpse of flames in the front of the car. He quickly got out of the car and watched the flames roar over the front of his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave walked away from this scene without a scratch.  Together we praised God for going before him and protecting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never know from one day to the next what life will hurl at us.  Every day I pray for my family that God will go before them in their day.  God was clearly going before Dave on this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who took the car from the scene said to Dave, “You are a lucky man.”  We know that it has nothing to do with luck.  It is the powerful God of the universe going before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, thank you for going before me today and protecting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-8579503114418921464?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/8579503114418921464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-day-at-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/8579503114418921464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/8579503114418921464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-day-at-time.html' title='One day at a time'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S82UBFkI6VI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9eqXv7gVRKk/s72-c/IMG00134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7858695265806734220</id><published>2010-03-22T07:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T07:08:09.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Madison, WI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S6ddfTEgsII/AAAAAAAAAUg/Wu1rwC1KmFU/s1600-h/downtown+Madison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S6ddfTEgsII/AAAAAAAAAUg/Wu1rwC1KmFU/s200/downtown+Madison.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451428666231795842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's SPEAKING!  Are we LISTENING? Ministry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would like to invite you to pray for our city of Madison, WI   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is praying for our city?  Are you?  Do you want to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is busy.  It is hard to find the time to do something else.  This is why we are going to try something a little different.  We will pray in one accord from wherever we are from 9:00-9:15 pm on the 1st Thursday of each month  It could be at church, at home, at work, at school, in your car or anywhere.  You can pray alone or with friends, co-workers, or small groups, or you can just get creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will post a prayer and requests on our website:   http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/prayer.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's unlease the power of God in Madison, WI and unite together to Pray for our City&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7858695265806734220?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7858695265806734220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayer-for-madison-wi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7858695265806734220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7858695265806734220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/03/prayer-for-madison-wi.html' title='Prayer for Madison, WI'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S6ddfTEgsII/AAAAAAAAAUg/Wu1rwC1KmFU/s72-c/downtown+Madison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-9152351053082584873</id><published>2010-03-03T05:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:43:34.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Footprints in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S45DTXF-JyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/SygglKz8wkw/s1600-h/Florida+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S45DTXF-JyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/SygglKz8wkw/s200/Florida+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444362999433144098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S45B3c3B9LI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/raF6BSvLYgU/s1600-h/Florida+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S45B3c3B9LI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/raF6BSvLYgU/s200/Florida+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444361420433126578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in Destin, Florida. Over the years I have heard stories about the white sandy beaches, but have never seen them. Well, the beaches here in Destin are the most beautiful white sandy beaches. In the picture above I have a handful of the white sand. It truly is white. It felt so soft and cool in my hands. Having come here from Wisconsin where we see so much white snow, when I looked at the beaches, it reminded me of snow. It was so white, but it wasn't cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat in the sand on the beach, digging my bare feet into the soft silky sand, it reminded me of a famous poem. This poem talks about life and how if we love God, we want to walk with him daily. Imagine two sets of footprints in the sand. Think of them as yours and Gods. Then it goes on to say that during the difficult times in our lives we might only see one set of footprints in the sand and we feel so alone. BUT WE ARE NOT. It is during those times in our lives that God will pick us up and carry us.  Are you feeling alone today?  Let God pick you up and carry you through whatever you are facing in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 63:9&lt;br /&gt;In all their suffering he also suffered, and he personally rescued them. In his love and mercy he redeemed them. He lifted them up and carried them through all the years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-9152351053082584873?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/9152351053082584873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/03/grain-of-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9152351053082584873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9152351053082584873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/03/grain-of-sand.html' title='God&apos;s Footprints in the Sand'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S45DTXF-JyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/SygglKz8wkw/s72-c/Florida+031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6853824067071154255</id><published>2010-02-22T00:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:12:20.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Blankets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IpdFg608I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_a61ayAV6Us/s1600-h/Prayer+Blanket+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IpdFg608I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_a61ayAV6Us/s200/Prayer+Blanket+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440956879490175938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we got together to make Prayer Blankets for our ministry. You might wonder, "What is a Prayer Blanket?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Prayer Blanket is a soft colorful blanket that is made by a group of people. While we are making it, we pray for whoever is going to need it. Then when we hear of someone who is going through a difficult time we will deliver it to them. We will let them know that we have been praying for them. There are many reasons why someone would want a Prayer Blanket. They are free to anyone who would like to be covered with prayer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we sat around the table in our Office Center and made a Prayer blanket. It was red, black and white fleece print. As we were making the blanket we stopped and prayed for the person who would receive it. We will deliver it to them and pray that God would give us the words to be an encouragement to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to build up our stock of Prayer Blankets for anyone who might need one. We recently gave one to someone who was having surgery, and today the one we made was for a woman who will be having an extended stay in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a blessing to offer hope and encouragement to people as they go through difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know of anyone who might appreciate a Prayer Blanket, all you need to do is contact us and we will take care of delivering a Prayer Blanket to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in helping us make a Prayer blanket we would be happy to have you join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deb@hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;608-514-9000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6853824067071154255?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6853824067071154255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-blankets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6853824067071154255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6853824067071154255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-blankets.html' title='Prayer Blankets'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IpdFg608I/AAAAAAAAAUI/_a61ayAV6Us/s72-c/Prayer+Blanket+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5793579473117457853</id><published>2010-02-15T11:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:44:44.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Retreat:  Praise God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mH_29xFZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Tn7cwZHc79M/s1600-h/Retreat+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mH_29xFZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Tn7cwZHc79M/s200/Retreat+022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438527556182676882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mHoBlZFiI/AAAAAAAAASI/gx6uD7xwW2w/s1600-h/Retreat+041.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/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mHoBlZFiI/AAAAAAAAASI/gx6uD7xwW2w/s200/Retreat+041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438527146716370466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A skit that was presented at the Retreat was about &lt;em&gt;Mrs. Much to do about Nothing&lt;/em&gt; who tried spending time with God, but everything else kept her from doing it. What about you? What keeps you from spending time with God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 118:28&lt;br /&gt;You are my God, and I will give you thanks;&lt;br /&gt;you are my God, and I will exalt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day it was. There were about 60 people, of all ages, who attended the Prayer Retreat. My heart was touched when a young lady came up to me and told me that this is just what she needed. When I looked at her, a young woman just begining her life who has a passion for prayer, I wondered, "What is God going to do in this young woman's life?" I did not remember having that passion for God at her age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all ask ourselves a question.&lt;br /&gt;What does prayer look like in your life today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy prayer life begins with a choice. You must choose if you want a relationship with God. Once you choose God, and begin to commit to at least 5 minutes a day with him, a relationship with God is born. When we follow through and continue spending time with him, our prayer-life is transformed into a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's ask ourselves another question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will your prayer life look like one year from today?&lt;br /&gt;52 weeks, 365 days, 506,900 minutes, February 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at He's SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? Ministry want to help you on your Journey. &lt;br /&gt;(1) We help people to find and create their own LISTENING Room, where they can go and spend time with God. &lt;br /&gt;(2) We have developed our Journeys with God to help you grow in your relationship with him. We believe that He's SPEAKING! BUT, Are we LISTENING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact us at 608-514-9000, 608-334-9971 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin@hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5793579473117457853?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5793579473117457853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/skit-that-was-presented-at-retreat-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5793579473117457853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5793579473117457853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/skit-that-was-presented-at-retreat-was.html' title='Prayer Retreat:  Praise God'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mH_29xFZI/AAAAAAAAASQ/Tn7cwZHc79M/s72-c/Retreat+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7695679652479009426</id><published>2010-02-15T11:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:36:55.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Retreat-Listening Journey of Prayer</title><content type='html'>February 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church, 2833 Raritan Road, in Fitchburg, where I used to work 8 years ago, has invited me to be the guest speaker for their Prayer Retreat called, Listening Journey of Prayer. It is so exciting to see a church ignited with a desire for prayer. I just received notice that 53 people are coming to this retreat. Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of the retreat will be Listening to the voice of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be talking about 5 questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is LISTENING in Prayer? &lt;br /&gt;2. What prevents people from practicing LISTENING in Prayer?&lt;br /&gt;3. What voices do we LISTEN to?&lt;br /&gt;4. How do we respond to LISTENING in Prayer?&lt;br /&gt;5. How can we make LISTENING in Prayer a Passion in our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAKOUT Session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have put together three breakout sessions where the people will learn different ways to spark enthusiasm into our prayer lives. He's SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? Ministry team will be doing one breakout session. Myself, Marilyn Pientka and Carolyn Hook will be sharing about Listening to God, The LISTENING Room and guiding people on a Journey with God called, Power in Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CHALLENGE will be.........................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will Prayer look like in your life ONE YEAR FROM TODAY? &lt;br /&gt;52 weeks…..365 days….525,600 minutes February 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited about this opportunity to serve God. Tomorrow we will post pictures and share with you how God has worked in The church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7695679652479009426?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7695679652479009426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-retreat-listening-journey-of_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7695679652479009426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7695679652479009426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/prayer-retreat-listening-journey-of_15.html' title='Prayer Retreat-Listening Journey of Prayer'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4954821975004170845</id><published>2010-02-15T11:18:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:31:59.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It is official:  We received our non-profit papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mDj1lxJBI/AAAAAAAAARw/hE1ACQkhhhI/s1600-h/Prayer+Blanket+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mDj1lxJBI/AAAAAAAAARw/hE1ACQkhhhI/s200/Prayer+Blanket+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438522676730733586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mCyDTPlmI/AAAAAAAAARo/GTnoV6GgJQ4/s1600-h/New+Year%27s+Eve+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mCyDTPlmI/AAAAAAAAARo/GTnoV6GgJQ4/s200/New+Year%27s+Eve+081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438521821417674338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office space that we were in was rented out, so we had to move to the other end of the building. There was not a mailbox for our new office. We left a note at the other end of the building on our mailbox, but we began to realize that we were not getting mail. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 15, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful husband Dave, came to our office before he went to work and put up our own mailbox. Now all we needed to do was wait for our non-profit status papers to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn and I were at the office working. We were sitting at a table discussing the ministry. Suddenly we heard someone by our door. We turned to see who was there and it was the mail-person. It was the first mail we had received in our new mailbox. I quickly jumped to get the mail and as I got closer I thought the return address of the letter said IRS. Could it be what we had been waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I picked the mail up I saw there were two letters from the IRS. Marilyn and I each began to open them up. We were so excited when we read the words that He's SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? Ministry had been approved as a non-profit ministry. The postmark of approval was January 5, 2010. They had sent it to us, but it was returned because they couldn't find us. So we had two letters from the IRS and they arrived as our first mail in our new mailbox. PRAISE GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4954821975004170845?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4954821975004170845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-is-official-we-received-our-non_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4954821975004170845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4954821975004170845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-is-official-we-received-our-non_15.html' title='It is official:  We received our non-profit papers'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mDj1lxJBI/AAAAAAAAARw/hE1ACQkhhhI/s72-c/Prayer+Blanket+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-754247761983836222</id><published>2009-12-21T06:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T06:04:03.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is the Reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>Remember that....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     JESUS IS THE REASON FOR THE SEASON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-754247761983836222?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/754247761983836222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jesus-is-reason-for-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/754247761983836222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/754247761983836222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/12/jesus-is-reason-for-season.html' title='Jesus is the Reason for the Season'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-1835500832406610273</id><published>2009-12-16T03:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:48:30.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What will you choose this holiday season?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mI4zBhMhI/AAAAAAAAASY/z5DUqLsPlHM/s1600-h/New+Year%27s+Eve+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mI4zBhMhI/AAAAAAAAASY/z5DUqLsPlHM/s200/New+Year%27s+Eve+115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438528534377214482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day we have so many choices to make. It begins by what we want to eat for breakfast, what are we going to wear that day, which way do we want to go to work? There are so many choices from the moment we wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have other life choices like who we will marry, where we will live, and what job we want to pursue.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created us with the capacity to choose.  He did not make us robots?  He made us people with minds that can choose what they want in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as the holiday season is upon us we have choices to make as well. When will we put the tree up, what cookies do we want to bake, what presents should we buy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get so crazy busy for the holidays that you do not even have time to do the things you want to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you choose to change this holidays season. You can make many choices that will make your holiday what you want to be. I'd like to share a few examples of change that have helped my holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized last week that I had not even begun Christmas shopping. I started to stress about it, but then remembered that I could shop online. So at 11:00 pm I began my shopping at Amazon. Within a few hours everything was bought and would be shipped right to my door. Each time a gift arrived, I would wrap it. Now, I am done shopping and wrapping and relaxing with my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, what about company. We always like to have company during the holidays, but then it takes all day to cook. So the past few years, instead of doing this, we invite people over for dessert. That is so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baking cookies takes alot of time, and honestly it is not my favorite thing to do. Years ago I would make all kinds of cookies and dread doing it. I made a choice to bake the cookies that I like the best, and that is the only cookie I bake. I take a few hours and make ALOT of them.  Then I freeze them, and I am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bottom line: You have the power to choose what your holiday looks like. What will you choose? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes with our relationship with God.  We have to choose if we want to have one.  God won't force us to come to him.  He wants us to choose to spend time with him. After all, he loves us.  In fact, he loves us so much he sent his son Jesus to be born, and then die on the cross, so that if we believe we can have eternal life in heaven.  Jesus is the reason for the season.  What choices can we make this holiday season to help us remember the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-1835500832406610273?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/1835500832406610273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-will-you-choose-this-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1835500832406610273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1835500832406610273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-will-you-choose-this-holiday.html' title='What will you choose this holiday season?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mI4zBhMhI/AAAAAAAAASY/z5DUqLsPlHM/s72-c/New+Year%27s+Eve+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3021136135244570237</id><published>2009-11-03T04:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:26:00.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can a marraige last FOREVER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mRYr0dqiI/AAAAAAAAATg/MdN08mZwaKA/s1600-h/wedding+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mRYr0dqiI/AAAAAAAAATg/MdN08mZwaKA/s200/wedding+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438537878292245026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mRKqqJiEI/AAAAAAAAATY/XDrxd2I8Qpo/s1600-h/DSC08199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mRKqqJiEI/AAAAAAAAATY/XDrxd2I8Qpo/s200/DSC08199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438537637462378562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mQ4WLKJCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AE-oEjEDgSg/s1600-h/DSC07235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mQ4WLKJCI/AAAAAAAAATQ/AE-oEjEDgSg/s200/DSC07235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438537322726040610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was over 40 years ago that I met a young man called Dave.  He was seventeen and I was sixteen.  We were very young, but we had a special connection right from the start.  His awesome, sexy smile always warmed me all over.  From the moment we met, we spent all of our time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My senior year in High School this man of my dreams proposed to me.  We were engaged and August 1971, we were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank God for blessing our marriage.  CAN A MARRIAGE LAST FOREVER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the years pass by so quickly.  What have we done to make our marriage last?  The most important thing was to put God first in our marriage.  The second was that we always dated.  When children came along, we loved them so much, but we loved each other differently.  In a marriage relationship, your spouse must be your second priority after God.  How can you do this in a marriage in our fast paced society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD A WEEKLY DATE TIME, a time just for us as husband and wife.  When the kids came along the dates did not disappear, in fact, they became more consistent because we needed to be alone together.  Sometimes those dates consisted of just walking somewhere together, going to a movie, or just out for dinner.  Even when we lived overseas, our dates continued.  I think what I am saying is that the relationship between a husband and wife needs to grow together as the years pass, not apart because of our busy lives.  It takes an effort to do this, but it should be fun too.  Then when the kids grow up and start their own lives, your life is still filled with the relationship that you had in the beginning.  It hasn’t died because of lack of time together, it has blossomed into something that makes you long to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s now 38 years later for us.  We are in Paris, France together for the ultimate date.  God has blessed us with three wonderful weeks together, and we are enjoying every minute together.  We are used to spending time together, because we have done it all our lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ULTIMATE DATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 10:00 pm.  We stepped into the elevator that would take us up 90 stories in the Eiffel Tower.  Slowing we began to go up into the unknown.  Fear was battling inside of me, but I wanted to do this so I would NOT let it control me.  As I looked out the windows of the elevator I would see huge pieces of grey metal immediately outside, but if I would look past that I could see the city of Paris getting smaller and smaller.  After what seemed like an eternity, the doors of the elevator were opened.  I carefully stepped out, not knowing what to expect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my eyes saw next was amazing.  There was a heavy glass wall up about four feet, and then we were out in the open air.  I slowly walked to the edge, holding on tightly to Dave’s jacket as the crowds of people were all around us.  He of course, was not afraid at all.  His profession takes him up to great heights all the time, but me, this was a very different experience.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally reached my hand over and grabbed the railing.  Once I had my hands securely on it, I felt better.  Then I looked over the edge down 90 stories and it was breathtaking.  I could see all the bridges of the Seine River.  The lights all across the bridges were making beautiful designs across the water.  All of the massive monuments of Paris looked so small from this viewpoint.  Then I turned and looked behind me and I could not believe what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The almost full moon was shining over the whole picture below us.  I could not imagine how this moment could get any better.  Here I was with the man I loved, in the city of Paris, up as close as I could possibly get to the moon, just being together as husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around enjoying the beauty of this moment.  Then we walked down a short flight of stairs and there was another room.  There were not many people in this area.  We walked over to the edge and did something I had always dreamed of.  Together we repeated our wedding vows.  We committed ourselves to each other for the rest of our lives together.  After we said the words, we embraced each other and kissed.  I did not think anything could make this moment more perfect, but something happened that I could not believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the Eiffel tower began to glow with flashing lights.  We turned and looked up and it looked like stars were flashing all over the tower.  It’s like the tower came alive.  It was amazing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we stepped back into the elevator to return to reality, music began to play and the tower began its light show.  All the way down we listened and watched its display of lights and music.  It was more than I could ever imagine.  When we arrived on the bottom we ran to the edge where were could see the whole tower and watch the show.  Dave took some amazing pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WAS THE UTIMATE DATE we could ever have.  Thank you God for ‘going before us’ on this wonderful adventure in Europe.  Thank you Dave for being the most WONDERFUL husband in the world.  You blessed my life in the beginning and every day since them.  You are an amazing man and "I'M THE LUCKY ONE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we returned home refreshed and blessed by our European experience, we realize again how quickly life passes us by.  We need to make the most of every moment that we are here on this planet earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3021136135244570237?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3021136135244570237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-marraige-last-f.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3021136135244570237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3021136135244570237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/11/can-marraige-last-f.html' title='Can a marraige last FOREVER?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mRYr0dqiI/AAAAAAAAATg/MdN08mZwaKA/s72-c/wedding+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4860177095768445217</id><published>2009-10-28T01:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:28:27.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does God go before us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mSQi43UGI/AAAAAAAAATo/WLh_ZHCtgSc/s1600-h/Dave+San+Fran+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mSQi43UGI/AAAAAAAAATo/WLh_ZHCtgSc/s200/Dave+San+Fran+234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438538837967458402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day as we walked out the door of our hotel, we prayed that God would go before our day.  It is amazing when we pray this way how you can actually see God going before you guiding your day.  I’d like to share a few God going before us days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is an unbelievable city.  The people were so friendly and helpful.  It felt so good to be able to speak to the people.  (In Paris it was hard to communicate because of the language barrier.)  In fact, when we first arrived at Bexleyheath, the suburb where our hotel was located, a man helped us above and beyond the call of duty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just arrived at the train station.  We had no idea where we were going.  I saw this man that looked very nice and I asked him where the taxi cabs were.  He not only told us, he walked us over to this phone, picked it up and called a cab and then gave the phone to us so we could tell them where we wanted to go.  He stayed with us to help us get our cab and then he said, “This is a real nice area of London.  It’s very safe here.  I am a retired police officer and I know this area.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God went before us and sent a special angel to us this day, to direct us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at our hotel and it was one of the best hotels we had ever stayed in.  Honestly, the bed was like sleeping on a cloud.  The pillows were all goose feather, the mattress had a separate 4 inch mattress on top of the mattress set.  Then the sheets were unbelievable.  I cannot describe what they felt like.  I looked forward every night to climbing into this bed.  (There was a brochure in the room that had all the info about the sheets, pillows, and down blankets.  It would cost about $2,000 to buy the same thing for us at home.)  Everything about the hotel was wonderful and it was FREE because of Dave’s traveling points.  They treated us like royalty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we went down for breakfast we knew that we got one free breakfast for Dave because he was the Elite Member of the hotel.  As we walked into the restaurant and sat down the waitress said to us, “I checked with my manager and we decided that we will be giving you two free breakfasts.”  So every day we were blessed with a full buffet breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God went before us and provided for our food for FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first morning while we were waiting in the train station for our train to come, we met Barbara.  She looked like she might be in her 70-80’s.  She was dressed rather modestly.   She asked us where we were going.  We told her we were going to London Bridge Station to see the sights of London.  She suggested that we go to Victoria Station.  She said it would be much better for us.  It was much more direct for us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sat there together we talked and she was an amazing woman.  The stories that she shared with us about the war years were remarkable.  This woman was a very intelligent woman.  She had served her country doing ammunition testing, she was a professor at a college and she was currently in school with a program for senior citizens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was so inspired talking to Barbara.  We decided to take the train she suggested.  We talked the whole way into London.  When we arrived at Victoria station we parted ways, but had been touched by this wonderful woman.  Every day that we went into London we took the same train.  We really believed it was the best place for us to arrive into London.  It was close to everything we wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God went before us and provided the inspiration and direction of Barbara.  We will never forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these experiences also tell us about the people that we should be.  Do we have time to help someone else find their way?  Do we go the extra mile to help someone?  Are we the Good Samaritan wherever we go?  It felt so wonderful to encounter all of these people.  God blessed our hearts so much.   They were all shining examples of who we should be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO UNTO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for going before us. Thank you for sending these people to us.  Help us to do the same for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 52:12&lt;br /&gt;But you will not leave in haste or go in flight; &lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LORD WILL GO BEFORE YOU, &lt;br /&gt;the God of Israel will be your rear guard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4860177095768445217?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4860177095768445217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-god-go-before-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4860177095768445217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4860177095768445217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/does-god-go-before-us.html' title='Does God go before us?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mSQi43UGI/AAAAAAAAATo/WLh_ZHCtgSc/s72-c/Dave+San+Fran+234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4094515668940744720</id><published>2009-10-22T17:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T12:34:02.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IMpossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mTafsjuJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/J3g5MaVXN3o/s1600-h/DSC08212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mTafsjuJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/J3g5MaVXN3o/s200/DSC08212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438540108420855954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mS5QyiafI/AAAAAAAAATw/_g-21xtBOuI/s1600-h/DSC07718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mS5QyiafI/AAAAAAAAATw/_g-21xtBOuI/s200/DSC07718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438539537483721202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the eurostar train on our way to London.  We were excited about our next adventure, riding this train that goes up to 180 miles per hour.  The trip would last about two and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Journey began slow and smoothly, but very quickly we were sailing acrss the countryside of France, which looked alot like Wisconsin.  The leaves were beginning to turn the beautiful reds, yellows, and golds of the fall season.  We also noticed something very different.  The cows grazing in the fields were white.  Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been enjoying the scenery for awhile, but we knew that soon we would be arriving to the part of our Journey that we did not know what to expect.  What would it be like traveling 3 miles under the English Channel?  We waited and watched with great anticipation and then suddenly we looked to the side of the train and there was a big brick wall.  Of course we could not see the front of the train, but we knew we were on our way under the Channel.  It all happened so quickly, but suddenly it was completely dark on the outside of the train.  Inside we had lights on, so it was like we were traveling at night.  It really was not fearful at all.  It was actually pretty cool.  They told us later that they begin the downward descend a long way from the shores of the Channel and gradually you go down.  Honestly, we did not feel a thing.  It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were under the Channel for about 20 minutes and then as suddenly as it started, we could see the light again.  The voice behind me said, "Welcome to England!"  We had arrived.  Within thirty minutes or so, we were entering the London station.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next step was to find the train to take us to our hotel which is about 13 miles outside of London.  It wasn't long and we boarded our second train for the day to our final destination, our home for the next five days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were traveling on this train I saw a sign that perked my interest.  It had one word on it with two letters crossed out.  The word was IMpossible.  The IM were crossed out and the word POSSIBLE stood out completely. My mind immediately turned to the eurostar train that we had just come from.  It seemed impossible to me that a train could travel under a body of water, but it is POSSIBLE, because I experienced it first hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a few minutes and think about all the IMpossible things that have happened in our world today.  People who have accomplished these things had to put their minds to doing something, and then work to make them happen.  They probably failed at one point or another until the IMpossible became POSSIBLE.  They never gave up when things got tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about each of us?  Is there anything in our lives that we think is totally IMpossible?   Will we give up or keep working at it until the IMpossible becomes POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has given us all great minds and with Him guiding those minds, He can help us to turn all our Impossibles into POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 19:26b&lt;br /&gt;"With man this is impossible, but with God all things are POSSIBLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4094515668940744720?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4094515668940744720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4094515668940744720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4094515668940744720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/impossible.html' title='IMpossible'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S3mTafsjuJI/AAAAAAAAAT4/J3g5MaVXN3o/s72-c/DSC08212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2141244008566443764</id><published>2009-10-20T14:07:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T00:48:09.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do NOT Fear........even in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IokymP_TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4F-_QSQ-Zhg/s1600-h/DSC07580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IokymP_TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4F-_QSQ-Zhg/s200/DSC07580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440955912339586354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been wonderful for me in Paris this week.  I've been able to see the sights and sounds of this beautiful city.  Dave on the other hand, has been working hard all week.  He's been working with an International Team ( 1 man from each England, Czech Republic, US Dave, Spain, and Norway.  They have been evaluating the safety of the men in France who work on elevators.  They are all Safety Directors in their countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't use our cell phones over here so communication with each other has been hard.  I would never know for sure when he would return to the hotel, because he didn't know either.  With just two days left on his work project, I was pretty sure the team would have supper together this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was 7pm and he wasn't back yet, so I decided to start walking out to our favorite place to have supper.  It was an outdoor cafe where we could sit and watch the people walking, biking, visiting and driving around.  We enjoyed going there.  It was already dark out, but here in Paris it didn't matter.  I really wasn't afraid to go out alone at night.  WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights come alive in Paris.  All day long the traffice all around is terrible.  People are rushing around doing their own thing, but after 6 pm it's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked down the street I came across many people.  There were families walking together, children riding bikes, skateboards and just having fun.  There were young adults as well as senior citizens.  They aren't noisy, but just together.  They never really talked to me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked around this is how I would describe what I would see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets were very narrow with cars parked on either side.  There wasn't more than an inch between each car, many were even touching or parked sideways.  The cars are very small and next to the cars there were wide sidewalks.  Then at the end of the sidewalk were rows and rows of very tall buildings.  The bottom floors could be a business or a home.  The buildings were very old, but beautiful. They had very large impressive windows and many had awnings.  Everything looked very European.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed walking down the streets that night. The weather has been so mild and refreshing. They had very quaint streetlights that brightened the way.  The stores were open late and it was fun just window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I finally arrived at my destination, sat down and was served a delicious meal.  I watched the sights and sounds of the city as I quietly sat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished, I decided to go for a walk around the circle before I headed back to the hotel.  I almost decided to go a different way home, but something kept me going in the same direction.  Then suddenly I looked up and there was Dave off in the distance waving his hands at me to get my attention.  The smile upon his face melted my heart.  In this big city, with so many people, the sight of the man I love off in the distance brought total joy to my heart. (I had left a note if he got home he could come there if he wasn't too tired.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Dave and I again went into our favorite restaurant for him to eat he said to me, "That was pretty brave of you to walk here all alone."  I'm not sure what God is doing in my life on this trip.  I have had such peace and joy knowing no matter where I am, I'm not alone.  God is always with me going before my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that the next Jouney with God that I write will be, "Do NOT be afraid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can believe those words with my next adventure.  Dave and I will leaving tomorrow and boarding a EuroStar train to London.  The fear part of this adventure will be that the train will take us under the waters of the English Channel.  My heart is filled with fear thinking about doing this, but fear won't keep me from doing it.  God is bigger than my fear.  He will go before us.  If anything were to happen my peace is knowing we would be in heaven, experiencing the greatest of all adventures that anyone coud have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write when we get to the other side. London, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Please excuse my writing, I am allowed a certain amount of time and it is a different keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-2141244008566443764?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2141244008566443764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-not-feareven-in-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2141244008566443764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2141244008566443764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-not-feareven-in-paris.html' title='Do NOT Fear........even in Paris'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/S4IokymP_TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/4F-_QSQ-Zhg/s72-c/DSC07580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-9095968440316646519</id><published>2009-10-18T09:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T09:47:18.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking the streets of Paris at night!</title><content type='html'>Dave has been pretty busy working, so I have been exploring Paris myself.  BUT.......last night we had time together.  It was so wonderful.  We walked hand and hand to the subway.  The weather was amazing. It was just beginning to get dark.  My heart was so blessed to be together.  We took the subway past the Eiffel Tower and on to Norte Dame.  Together we sat in an outside cafe on the Seine River watching the people pass by.  It was so romantic and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an amazing note.  I never sleep in late, but I have slept in until 10:00.  I don't know if it's the time change or I am so relaxed and stress-less, but it's great. I have never slept in that late.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave has been doing an awesome job at his work.  He will be done on Tuesday and then we are off to England for 5 days and then back to Paris for 5 more days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would appreciate your prayers as we travel this world of ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-9095968440316646519?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/9095968440316646519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-streets-of-paris-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9095968440316646519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9095968440316646519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/walking-streets-of-paris-at-night.html' title='Walking the streets of Paris at night!'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2747130097231136002</id><published>2009-10-17T06:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:38:30.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAM Team</title><content type='html'>After the sun had set and all was dark I opened the book that I believed God had led me to bring along on this trip.  It is called L'Abri written by Edith Schaeffer.  I had read this book many years ago and it inspired me so much in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to share a litte about this book; Frances and Edith Schaeffer were Americans that took their family to the mountains of Switzerland and there started L'Abri Christian Fellowship.  The word L'Abri means "The Shelter", which is what they did.  It started with a few people coming to their home to find some help with learning about the Christian faith.  The ministry has grown to the point that there are L'Abri centers all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I began reading this book it reminded me that when God calls us to do something it's not always easy, in fact, it can be very challenging.  The Journey of L'Abri brought many tests of faith, many direction changes, and many health issues and the list goes on, but God was always faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts turned to He's SPEAKING!  Are we LISTENING? Ministries that God has birthed in the city of Madison, WI.  We are starting out small.  Our passion is to encourage people to get into the Word because God is SPEAKING!  We just need to take the time to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how to send encouragment when we need it. I remember back when God had raised up a few very gifted and talented women who were using their talents in this ministry.  Then God brought together a team of women who became the DREAM Team.  We are dreaming how we can be used by God with our gifts and talents in our community.  We dream about our ministry getting out there and showing God's love to our world.  The DREAM Team started small, but God has now brought eight or so women to DREAM together.  What a blessing these women have been to this ministry and ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then with any non-profit ministry you need to have an official board and God brought together five people to be on the board.  Our board consists of myself, Marilyn, Andy, Mike and Carolyn.  We have met three times now.  Praise God for our ministry Board of Directors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever there is a need we ALL pray about it and God provides or shows us that He has something better for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continued reading L'Abri, my thoughts turned to our ministry over and over again.  L'Abri experienced many answers to prayers, so have we.  L'Abri experienced many situations where all they could do is trust God, so will we.  They experienced many challenges, and so will we, but the bottom line comes straight from the words of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;br /&gt;The one who calls us is faithful and He will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? Ministries BELIEVES &lt;br /&gt;that with God ALL THNGS ARE POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I am in Europe, Marilyn and the DREAM Team will be meeting.  I praise God for every one of you.  You are a very important part of the ministry.  I look foward to where God is taking us. I'm sure it's beyond our wildest dreams.  So DREAM Team, dream big because we serve a BIG GOD.  My prayers will be with you.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all you are doing in this ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-2747130097231136002?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2747130097231136002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-sun-had-set-and-all-was-dark-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2747130097231136002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2747130097231136002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-sun-had-set-and-all-was-dark-i.html' title='DREAM Team'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5332580308197768663</id><published>2009-10-16T14:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:19:29.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Way</title><content type='html'>I walked into the subway station in Paris, France.  I had no idea where I was going.  The man had told me I can take any train and it will get me to the same destination, but my map said it should be train C.  Every train that went by was NOT train C.  I was worried thinking that I could get on the wrong train and get totally lost in this country where very little English is spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear was filling my mind.  I thought of just turning around and not going anywhere.  Then I stopped and thought, I need to pray.  That's just what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think that wherever I go I am not alone.  God is always with me and He will guide me.  Fear can keep me from going where I want to go, or I can take a step and trust God to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was thinking about this I was reminded about my family and friends back home.  Many of them are at stages in their lives where they don't know where they are going.  I experienced that feeling on this day, but the peace that only God can give me flooded my soul when I reached out to Him and then took a step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also brought to my mind this ministry, He's SPEAKING!  Are we LISTENING? that God is building in Madison, WI.  He has brought so many wonderful people together, but do we know exactly where we are going?  NO!  Do we pull away because of fear in the unknown? NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life no matter what we are doing is about trusting God, no matter where we are or what we are doing.  He does have a great plan and when we trust Him, and take any step He might lead us to do, He will lead and guide us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did end up getting on the train and one by one the places on my map appeared.  I knew I was on the right track.  What if I had never gotten on the train?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5332580308197768663?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5332580308197768663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5332580308197768663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5332580308197768663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/which-way.html' title='Which Way'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4454325357428784471</id><published>2009-10-14T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:39:03.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our eyes met in Paris</title><content type='html'>It was almost 6 hours since I boarded the plane.  We were due to arrice earlier than scheduled because we were flying with the wind.  I wondered where my husband was now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well our trip across the ocean was over.  I was flying through the air over England, Scotland and finally arrived in the Netherlands.  I would spend the next three hours in this country.  I met a young woman from Poland and we had a great conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I was so excited to hear that my final flight was boarding for Paris.  It was now 3am my time.  I was tired, yet anxious to once again be with Dave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I boarded the plane and within one hour we were preparing to land in Paris.  Would I be able to find Dave?  We landed, I got my luggage, and began to walk to the frosty door that said exit.  As I walked through and the doors opened, there he was with an awesome smile on his face.  He stood up, I walked quickly to meet him,  We met, embraced and kissed.  It was so wonderful to meet the man I love in Paris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4454325357428784471?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4454325357428784471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-eyes-met-in-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4454325357428784471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4454325357428784471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-eyes-met-in-paris.html' title='Our eyes met in Paris'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7490326698632865424</id><published>2009-10-14T07:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:27:24.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's magesty is everywhere</title><content type='html'>The view from my window was amazing.  The sky began changing colors along the horizon.  First a brilliant blue sky, then a light pink, then in a matter of minutes there was bright redish color streaming from either side of the sun as it slowly began its descend down to the other side of the world.  It was utterly amazing.  As the sun set; the sky all around the airplane became light pink, misty grey, and then completely black.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there awhile reading, but then decided to take a glance out my window.  What I saw next took my breath away.  The big dipper was right outside my window.  Now I have looked at this view all the time from home, but this time was so different.  It was like I could reach out and touch each star that outlined it. I couldn't take my eyes off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we flew across the land at 600 miles per hour the Dipper continued to be the view out my window.  Just before the sun would rise again, the dipper changed directions, instead of being horizontal; it was more vertical.  It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of this whole Journey reminded me of the powerful God that loves me and you.  He created everything for us to enjoy.  As I sat there I was overwhelmed by the majesty of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7490326698632865424?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7490326698632865424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-magesty-is-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7490326698632865424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7490326698632865424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-magesty-is-everywhere.html' title='God&apos;s magesty is everywhere'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3508648549103658786</id><published>2009-10-13T04:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:45:45.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Meet you in Paris</title><content type='html'>It was the biggest plane I had ever seen. Mixed emotions flooded my mind. I was excited to head off in my next adventure; a trip to Paris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave stood looking out the window at Ohare Airport in Chicago. On one side was the monster of the airplane which would take me to Paris and to the right of it was the smaller plane that would take him there. We had never really flown separately, on the same trip. He was flying for his work; and I was flying FREE frequent flyer miles.I would leave the good old USA an hour before him and he would arrive two hours before me. As we kissed each other goodbye we both said, "Meet you in Paris."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3508648549103658786?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3508648549103658786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-meet-you-in-paris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3508648549103658786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3508648549103658786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-meet-you-in-paris.html' title='I&apos;ll Meet you in Paris'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3578943684341279000</id><published>2009-10-11T08:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:05:10.804-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God said, "GO"!</title><content type='html'>Genesis 12:1,4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your Father's household and go to the land I will show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Abram left, as the Lord had told him;...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someone who loves God with all of his heart who is doing this right now.  He quit his job, packed up his things, and left, not knowing where he is going.  Now that takes faith. Does he experience fear? I don't know, but it does take courage.&lt;br /&gt;He has been 'wondering in the wilderness' now for almost two weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is faithful and he has a wonderful plan for this man's life.  He's given up his worldly possessions to follow God.  He does not know where he will end up, but his desire is to be a blessing to others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my prayers are for this young man and I would ask you to pray for him too. I BELIEVE that God will lead him to his plan for this young man's life, but the waiting might be challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would share this message with anyone who is waiting on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 27:14&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 32:8&lt;br /&gt;I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;br /&gt;The one who calls you is faithful and He will do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3578943684341279000?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3578943684341279000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-said-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3578943684341279000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3578943684341279000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-said-go.html' title='God said, &quot;GO&quot;!'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-194638439384579582</id><published>2009-10-05T05:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:46:27.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hours</title><content type='html'>Well it's Monday again. I have so much to do this week and I am asking myself, "Can I really do everything I need to do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is busy. Every single day I make choices about what I will do with this 24 hours. There are days that I end up doing only the urgent things and at the end of those days I am exhausted. Do I really have a choice to make my 24 count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, life is short. I do have a choice to do what is important to me today? It might take a slice of my 24, but taking time to encourage those around me makes me feel happy. It doesn't take long to tell my husband that I love him. It doesn't take long to send my kids a quick note via e-mail to let them know I am thinking of them. It doesn't take long to put a short note in my child's lunchbox telling him how proud I am of him. It doesn't take long to send a short note to my mother-in-law who might be lonely. It doesn't take long to say "Have a good day!" to my neighbor. It doesn't take long to ask God to bless those you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL I FEEL AFTER I DO THESE THINGS? No matter how busy I become in my 24, if I have done at least one of these things, joy will appear in my life because I have blessed someone else today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:11&lt;br /&gt;Therefore encourage one another and build each other up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-194638439384579582?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/194638439384579582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/24-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/194638439384579582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/194638439384579582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/10/24-hours.html' title='24 Hours'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4709041044674084954</id><published>2009-09-25T03:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:02:14.934-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you need God's Strength Today?</title><content type='html'>I woke up early this morning thinking about all that I had to do today. I sat down at my computer and opened up one of my Journeys with God called, "God, I Need Your Strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there I asked myself, "Can God give me the strength that I need for this day? Does He really want to give me strength for my day?" As I began my Journey with God, the words of the Bible answered my questions. YES, God will give me the strength that I need for this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10 (My favorite verse)&lt;br /&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Key: I need to ask Him to be my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Please go before me today. Give me the strength I need to make it through this day. Thank you for what you are going to do.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in going on the Journey with God called, God, I Need Your Strenth, Contact me at &lt;a href="mailto:robinlee@hesspeakingarewelistening.com"&gt;robinlee@hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;/a&gt; or call me at 608-334-9971.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4709041044674084954?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4709041044674084954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-need-gods-strength-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4709041044674084954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4709041044674084954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-need-gods-strength-today.html' title='Do you need God&apos;s Strength Today?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-1285396605815519216</id><published>2009-09-24T01:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:08:54.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Begin a Journey of Drawing Near to God:  How do we do that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;James 4:8a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Come near to God and He will come near to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-1285396605815519216?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/1285396605815519216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-begin-discussion-about-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1285396605815519216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1285396605815519216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-begin-discussion-about-speak.html' title='Let&apos;s Begin a Journey of Drawing Near to God:  How do we do that?'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-3865022383327409017</id><published>2009-08-25T23:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:26:58.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-profit paperwork sent in today.  Please be praying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-3865022383327409017?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/3865022383327409017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/08/non-profit-paperwork-sent-in-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3865022383327409017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/3865022383327409017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/08/non-profit-paperwork-sent-in-today.html' title='Non-profit paperwork sent in today.  Please be praying!'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-9113329806427540879</id><published>2009-07-24T22:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:29:11.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Special thanks to Deb</title><content type='html'>There are some new and exciting things happening on our website, &lt;a href="http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/"&gt;http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/&lt;/a&gt; Check out The LISTENING Room page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our marketing person, Deb &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Foesch&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.debfoesch.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.debfoesch.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.dfoesch.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.dfoesch.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; has designed a wonderful poster that we will be getting out to local churches. Please pray that God will lead us to the places where this poster will be placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been so blessed to have Deb join the team. She set up this blog and did our very first video recording. (You can check that out if you go back to the first posting on this blog.) She has been working on the website, designing the poster and business cards, and is working on our brochures. She is also the Editing Team Leader. She has accepted the task of helping to get all of our Journeys edited. She hopes to have that completed sometime in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was thinking about Deb, my mind went to the Proverbs 31 woman. As I read this passage it reminded me of her, but verse 17 seems to say it best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She sets about her work vigorously;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her arms are strong for her tasks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Deb is very busy with her own work, but somehow she finds the time to work on our projects. She will drive miles out of her way to deliver something to us. She is an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would like to publicly thank Deb for all she is doing. We appreciate her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Deb,&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-9113329806427540879?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/9113329806427540879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-out-our-website.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9113329806427540879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9113329806427540879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-out-our-website.html' title='Special thanks to Deb'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6276559650366977395</id><published>2009-07-07T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:26:51.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYING HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Praying Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, Please give me a praying heart!&lt;br /&gt;That longs to commune with you as each new day starts,&lt;br /&gt;Teach me each day to make my priority prayer,&lt;br /&gt;Because there’s so much with you I must share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, Please don’t let satan tempt me to say,&lt;br /&gt;I’m busy today, but tomorrow I’ll pray.&lt;br /&gt;Only you know God what tomorrow will bring,&lt;br /&gt;Help me to answer when my heavenly phone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, teach me what a praying heart should be,&lt;br /&gt;So the world can see your love in me.&lt;br /&gt;My prayer, dear God, I’m sure you know,&lt;br /&gt;Is that my praying heart will grow and grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6276559650366977395?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6276559650366977395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/praying-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6276559650366977395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6276559650366977395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/praying-heart.html' title='PRAYING HEART'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7497674779840736142</id><published>2009-07-02T00:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:37:44.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June 19, 2009 We signed our Incorporation papers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxBXxeSpII/AAAAAAAAANY/WWk_w_fV73U/s1600-h/Non-profit+day+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353725933709862018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxBXxeSpII/AAAAAAAAANY/WWk_w_fV73U/s200/Non-profit+day+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxA86EHlhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cq932ez7bdo/s1600-h/Non-profit+day+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353725472159536658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxA86EHlhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cq932ez7bdo/s200/Non-profit+day+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxAoHPjoQI/AAAAAAAAANI/X2eKRJns4Yw/s1600-h/Non-profit+day+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353725114919919874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxAoHPjoQI/AAAAAAAAANI/X2eKRJns4Yw/s200/Non-profit+day+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June 18, 2009, our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Incorporation&lt;/span&gt; papers were sent in to a company that was going to look over everything to make sure we had completed everything the way it should be.  We were praying that we would get the word very quickly that everything was correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On June 19, 2009, Marilyn and I met at Cancun Cafe to sign the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Incorportation&lt;/span&gt; papers for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's SPEAKING!  Are we LISTENING? Ministries Inc.  After a nice lunch, we walked out of the Restaurant and began getting into our cars.  I looked over and saw Marilyn waving her arms for me to stop.  I pulled my car to the side of the parking lot and got out to see what was going on.  She was talking to the company who had looked at our documents on the phone and they said they were good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so excited.  We ran to each other and shouted with joy as we hugged each other.  This was our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;confirmation&lt;/span&gt; from God that we are indeed heading in the direction that He is leading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day, I drove to the post office to drop off our documents.  As I pulled into my parking stall our theme song for our ministry, "Dive" by Steven Curtis Chapman, came on the radio.  I was so overjoyed.  That song motivates me in everything I do.  Again, another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;confirmation&lt;/span&gt; of our direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like thank Marilyn for all of her hard work in putting the papers together.  She's a very talented woman and I am so thankful for her.  Also my son, Jeremy, Founder/CEO of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Degovi&lt;/span&gt; Consulting, offered suggestions that were helpful as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are praising God.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we have to trust God to provide the $1200 we will need to become a non-profit plus $1500 for start up expenses.  I believe with all of my heart that God will provide.  Please pray together with us for this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7497674779840736142?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7497674779840736142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-19-2009-we-signed-our.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7497674779840736142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7497674779840736142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/07/june-19-2009-we-signed-our.html' title='June 19, 2009 We signed our Incorporation papers!'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SkxBXxeSpII/AAAAAAAAANY/WWk_w_fV73U/s72-c/Non-profit+day+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2387313335133562498</id><published>2009-06-15T10:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:28:03.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving OUT into the Unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SjZkHjc3CbI/AAAAAAAAANA/iJMOXiJGZJM/s1600-h/SPEAKING41%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347571688487193010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SjZkHjc3CbI/AAAAAAAAANA/iJMOXiJGZJM/s200/SPEAKING41%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logo created by Jeremy Gove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 30:21&lt;br /&gt;Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“This is the way; walk in it.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for how You have been leading us in this ministry. We have so many wonderful stories of how You have brought various people to us to be responsible for areas of the ministry. This past weekend You answered another prayer about providing a lawyer to look over our documents. You brought Tom, a wonderful lawyer, to us. He looked over our incorporation papers and made a few changes and we are now set to go with this. Thank You God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest desire is to have complete confirmation that this is Your plan. We pray that You will either confirm our call to this ministry by Friday or show us that You have other plans. We want Your will in all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step in the process after incorporation would be to file for non-profit status. We thank You for another answer to prayer. Marilyn came across a Christian website that helps people to file for this status. The cost is around $500.00. Please God if this is Your will; please provide the money for us to finish this process within the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You are a faithful God. When You call someone to something, You will follow through and provide what is needed to accomplish the task. We are trusting You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The one who calls you is faithful and He will do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If this week brings the exciting news that we are on our way to become a non-profit ministry, please provide an opportunity for us to be commissioned into this ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, the development of this ministry has been a lifetime of work. Our goal in all of this it that YOU will be glorified in all that we do. This is our prayer to YOU, that the world will see YOU through everything that is done in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He’s &lt;/span&gt;SPEAKING! &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are we&lt;/span&gt; LISTENING &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ministries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;In Jesus Name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7810565311020509963-2387313335133562498?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2387313335133562498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-out-into-unknown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2387313335133562498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2387313335133562498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-out-into-unknown.html' title='Moving OUT into the Unknown'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SjZkHjc3CbI/AAAAAAAAANA/iJMOXiJGZJM/s72-c/SPEAKING41%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6526555601716347773</id><published>2009-06-08T21:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T22:05:23.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our PRAY and Plan time at White Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Si3RanRPEFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/oOYnqHbdwXM/s1600-h/Office+in+Fitchburg+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345158587906723922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Si3RanRPEFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/oOYnqHbdwXM/s200/Office+in+Fitchburg+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marilyn and I had a great time together at White Lake PRAYING and Planning for the ministry of He’s SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? We felt the presence of God guiding our thoughts and actions. One exciting thing we did was PRAY and Paddle. Marilyn has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;paddle boat&lt;/span&gt; and together we paddled around the lake praying together all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are Marilyn's thoughts about our paddling excursion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we paddled along God continued to illustrate lessons about our relationship with Him and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we both paddled together, the trip was fairly smooth. But we noticed how hard it was when only one of us was paddling….the strain on our muscles, the unevenness of our forward movement. That is the way it is with our walk with God. When we are on board with him, he helps us with our journey. But when we try to do it alone, it becomes difficult and frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we paddled along, we kept thinking of different analogies of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paddle boat&lt;/span&gt; ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind started to pick up and the waves got higher…this made our trip slower and more difficult when we were paddling. As we were crossing the waves there were times that it seemed we were getting nowhere, but as we paddled together we got through the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to see what it would be like to have only one person paddle through the waves….not pleasant as now we not only had to battle the waves alone, but carry the other’s weight and work was twice as hard. We found ourselves going forward and then backward a little as the wind would catch us. That is the way life can be – but as we paddled together we continued to move forward… but when one of us stopped paddling, the other could not keep a constant forward movement. We also noticed if we approached the waves in a certain way the ride &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;’t as rough. When God is our captain, he gets us through the waves…it may be bumpy, but we know we will be able to overcome with God’s direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also noticed that when we had the wind at our back….we had easy forward movement and we certainly liked this time as we could relax and put our feet up and float along the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw God’s beautiful creation all around us…the trees, birds, flowers, fish, frogs, sky, and clouds….. then we saw the most beautiful sight……diamonds twinkling on the lake as the sun kissed the water. We were totally blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many illustration of God’s love on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;paddle boat&lt;/span&gt; ride…we shall never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thougths&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important lessons we learned on this Board retreat: Everything we do MUST begin with PRAYER. We have always believed this, but we experienced this first hand on our trip. We also realized that with one person, little can be accomplished, with two even more can be accomplished. I am so excited. We now have eight different people helping us in different ways. Can you imagine how much can be accomplished with all of us working together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6526555601716347773?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6526555601716347773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-pray-and-plan-time-at-white-lake-wi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6526555601716347773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6526555601716347773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-pray-and-plan-time-at-white-lake-wi.html' title='Our PRAY and Plan time at White Lake'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Si3RanRPEFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/oOYnqHbdwXM/s72-c/Office+in+Fitchburg+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-1359626109019513282</id><published>2009-06-03T22:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:23:49.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAY and plan…. OR…. PLAN and pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic9LLULJ4I/AAAAAAAAALY/YsM5__n0i_U/s1600-h/Arkansas+mountains+with+David+and+Christmas+2008+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343306745123645314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic9LLULJ4I/AAAAAAAAALY/YsM5__n0i_U/s200/Arkansas+mountains+with+David+and+Christmas+2008+331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tomorrow Marilyn and I will be heading off to her cabin on the lake for some PRAY and plan time. As we begin to move forward in this ministry, it must be PRAY and plan, not PLAN and pray. We both realize that God is the only one that we want leading this Ministry. My prayer is that this will always be the attitude in our hearts as we begin to move out and become a ministry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We would appreciate your prayers as we seek to hear the voice of God for His plans for this ministry. If He speaks, move forward and begin this ministry, WE WILL. If He speaks, stop and turn around, WE WILL. Our hearts are totally ready for His leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Isaiah 30:21&lt;br /&gt;Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;“This is the way; walk in it.” &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/7810565311020509963-1359626109019513282?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/1359626109019513282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/pray-and-plan-or-plan-and-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1359626109019513282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1359626109019513282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/06/pray-and-plan-or-plan-and-pray.html' title='PRAY and plan…. OR…. PLAN and pray'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic9LLULJ4I/AAAAAAAAALY/YsM5__n0i_U/s72-c/Arkansas+mountains+with+David+and+Christmas+2008+331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2284892101325847114</id><published>2009-05-29T23:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:39:04.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SidBHESiKlI/AAAAAAAAALw/K1swNTk4HX8/s1600-h/Office+in+Fitchburg+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343311072564750930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SidBHESiKlI/AAAAAAAAALw/K1swNTk4HX8/s200/Office+in+Fitchburg+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic_9-0DI9I/AAAAAAAAALo/cDbGCG7bSlg/s1600-h/Office+in+Fitchburg+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343309816964260818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic_9-0DI9I/AAAAAAAAALo/cDbGCG7bSlg/s200/Office+in+Fitchburg+152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic_Jf-GSqI/AAAAAAAAALg/R40ubfQWTw0/s1600-h/Arkansas+mountains+with+David+and+Christmas+2008+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343308915331713698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic_Jf-GSqI/AAAAAAAAALg/R40ubfQWTw0/s200/Arkansas+mountains+with+David+and+Christmas+2008+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When God speaks to my heart about something through the Bible, I like to underline the verse and then put the date next to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I came across a verse that I had underlined and dated for the first time back on 7/9/87.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 27:14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart, and wait for the Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I remember distinctly that day, reading this verse for the first time. I don’t like to WAIT, so it was hard for me to realize that God wanted me to do this. Then over and over, I came back to that verse on 10/9/87, 1/26/88, 2/1/88, 10/22/88, 11/11/88, 4/16/90, 4/14/91, 5/21/91, 3/22/93, and finally on 11/10/93. Throughout all of these years, God’s timing did not appear. I believed that He was speaking to my heart to just WAIT. Looking back now, I can see why I needed to wait. I still had so much more to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s timing is always perfect. I can see that the timing is finally right. Every single day God brings someone along who wants to learn more about our ministry. He’s bringing people along to join together with us. I could never explain to you what a blessing this has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, it all began back in October when God first provided an office for me. A wonderful Christian couple named Jack and Shelley allowed me to have an office in their building and in return, I could help them with some cleaning. My office was walking distance from my home. This was the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Next, in January, Jack and Shelley allowed me to use another room in their building to set up our very first LISTENING Room, which is a place for people in the community to get away and spend time with God. It was so much fun to decorate the LISTENING Room and it was even more exciting when our first person came and used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to publicly express my deepest gratitude to Jack and Shelley for allowing me to have a place to begin. My prayer is that God will bless them abundantly for their wonderful gift to this ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next week I am going to share with you different people that God has been bringing to this ministry. It reminds me over and over that….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;br /&gt;The one who calls you is faithful and HE will do it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-2284892101325847114?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2284892101325847114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-timing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2284892101325847114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2284892101325847114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/gods-timing.html' title='God&apos;s Timing'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SidBHESiKlI/AAAAAAAAALw/K1swNTk4HX8/s72-c/Office+in+Fitchburg+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-7035080864411676226</id><published>2009-05-22T08:34:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:54:53.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIAL THANKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic259iZzpI/AAAAAAAAALA/fTOQ2i0RG4I/s1600-h/Marilyn+and+Ken.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic2I0dvSbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RhN-yJ1s7TE/s1600-h/Marilyn+and+Ken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343299008048613810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic2I0dvSbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RhN-yJ1s7TE/s200/Marilyn+and+Ken.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic11ujlCVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0Kb3-XkgAdg/s1600-h/Marilyn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343298680044980562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic11ujlCVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0Kb3-XkgAdg/s200/Marilyn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Throughout my twenty-three years of learning to listen, God would always bring someone along to be just the encouragement I needed to keep me going. My family has played that role over and over again. I am so thankful for each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there has been another person that has been in my life for many years. Her name is Marilyn. Several years ago I shared the vision for this ministry with her. She was encouraging, but at that time, she did not feel I was ready to begin moving forward. She did not tell me this at the time, but in her heart she just knew that I was not ready. God was still working in me and looking back, He was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past January I felt overwhelmed with the thoughts that were swirling around in my head about He’s SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING?, The Inside Outside MAKEOVER, The Community Connection, etc., etc. Time was passing quickly and I did not know if I would ever get this all pulled together. I am a dreamer and a visionary, but pulling it all together was way out of reach for me. I prayed that God would send someone along to get this ministry off the ground, but I also knew that God’s timing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in February, I was at a Prayer Committee meeting at church. We ended our session in Prayer. It was during this time that I felt an overwhelming urgency that it was time to begin moving out with all of the dreams in my heart. I had no idea how to begin and quit frankly, I was tired. I thought it would be so much easier to just turn the other way and do something completely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pulling out of the church parking lot, my phone rang. It was Marilyn. One thing led to another and we ended up meeting at a local coffee shop. We sat and talked, or should I say, I talked. God used Marilyn in my life that day to encourage me to keep going and not to give up. I’ll never forget the words that she said to me that day. She firmly said, “Robin, you can’t give up. This is good stuff!” I needed to hear these words on this day. I left the coffee shop that day uplifted and being reminded that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:24&lt;br /&gt;The one who calls you is faithful and He will do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;It is now four months later, and Marilyn has just completed our Ministry Manual. She is truly a gifted woman. She has been using her talents to guide us to the door of becoming a non-profit. We are walking blindly by faith, and taking one day at a time. We have no idea where the money will come from to actually become a non-profit, but we know that with God nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened so quickly. My sister Sharon told me years ago, when things begin happening it will be unbelievable. UNBELIEVABLE! That is truly the word I would use to describe our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to publicly thank Marilyn, my dear friend, for being there for me when I felt like quitting everything I had been working on for so long. I will cherish the memory of that day in the coffee shop. I know God has great plans for Marilyn’s life. I am honored that she has joined together with me in this ministry as Executive Administrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to Marilyn that I wanted to write this and this was her humble reply:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;It is nice of you to want to thank me publicly on the net...but it is God not me that deserves the thanks. When we listen to his voice we need to obey. I know it was God that prompted me to call you that day for he knew just what you needed. I certainly had no clue why but that is just like God......he picks us up just when he knows we feel like quitting. So I want to give him back the praise, as he placed me in your path that day not only to give you renewed hope and encouragement but to give me the mission to help out. As inadequate as I feel, this above any other mission has taught me to humble myself and totally rely on God's leading. I am excited to see how God will help people through this ministry and it is a blessing to be serving the Lord together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Thanks Marilyn!&lt;br /&gt;Sisters in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-7035080864411676226?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/7035080864411676226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7035080864411676226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/7035080864411676226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-thanks.html' title='SPECIAL THANKS'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic2I0dvSbI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RhN-yJ1s7TE/s72-c/Marilyn+and+Ken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5516695079195844011</id><published>2009-05-18T04:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:03:12.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic5SpjNT7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/yJC2Aa1GCqw/s1600-h/My+Book+Pictures+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343302475452338098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic5SpjNT7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/yJC2Aa1GCqw/s200/My+Book+Pictures+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic5DSPwdxI/AAAAAAAAALI/xDVJknpYTjM/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343302211498702610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic5DSPwdxI/AAAAAAAAALI/xDVJknpYTjM/s200/Christmas+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic0wy9VovI/AAAAAAAAAKg/7tk5Hb_CY5A/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/ShEv6-VuSPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/CYDuF-jxWrA/s1600-h/408998829c8d03ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337099723623778546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/ShEv6-VuSPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/CYDuF-jxWrA/s200/408998829c8d03ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 26, 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember this day so vividly. Our family was in Manila, Philippines serving as missionaries. It was a hot muggy day, as it was most days there. I was at our kid’s school, Faith Academy, which is on top of a mountain, overlooking the city of Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on this day, I felt deep inside of me that God’s plan for my life was going to take a turn, or change in my life. I really had no idea what this might mean, but one thing I had learned throughout my life was that following God’s plan was the desire in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s now, 22 years later. I have spent many of those years in a learning room, discovering how to really listen to God in my life. I been waiting for the day that I could finally move out and share about all that I have learned. I know that day is around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has begun to open doors for me to begin speaking about all that I have learned. I am humbled to be able to do this because who am I? I am just a simple person who struggles from day to day, like everyone else, trying to learn more about building my relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back, I am so thankful for my family who has stood by me all of these years. I owe anything good that comes out of my learning to them. They have helped and encouraged me over and over again. Each one of them has used their talents to help me in some way or another throughout the years. So I would like to thank them publicly in honor of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you from the bottom of my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful husband Dave of 38 years&lt;br /&gt;To My Four sons, David, Jeremy Andy, Aaron&lt;br /&gt;To my two Daughters in law, Stacy and Katie (and soon to be Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;To my beautiful grandchildren, Tyler, Brooke, Streme &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5516695079195844011?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5516695079195844011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/march-26-1987-i-remember-this-day-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5516695079195844011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5516695079195844011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/march-26-1987-i-remember-this-day-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Sic5SpjNT7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/yJC2Aa1GCqw/s72-c/My+Book+Pictures+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-544342846020357161</id><published>2009-05-11T19:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:10:56.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOOK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Siczl9iVuqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/H9Hh9EQ9LdI/s1600-h/Speaking+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296210165152418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Siczl9iVuqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/H9Hh9EQ9LdI/s200/Speaking+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjjVE-cnlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gc-2gtWdLOQ/s1600-h/Speaking+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334763709872774738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjjVE-cnlI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gc-2gtWdLOQ/s200/Speaking+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I am a book, I’m all alone and I have no shelf where I can stand,&lt;br /&gt;Is this the way that it should be, or is there another plan?&lt;br /&gt;How I long for many, to pick me up, and read me,&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is wait and wait and maybe it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows who I am, or knows my author’s name,&lt;br /&gt;But work involved in birthing me, like other books is the same.&lt;br /&gt;It took many years to write and edit me; at least four editions arose,&lt;br /&gt;But finally the day arrived, the final one came to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized one day, it did not matter, the number who would read me,&lt;br /&gt;Even if my words could help one person, how exiting that would be.&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I would be happy, for the few who would open my cover,&lt;br /&gt;This is a very important truth that I a book, had to discover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, to my surprise my author brought me to a wonderful place,&lt;br /&gt;A church library decided that I could stand up in a very special space.&lt;br /&gt;They placed me on a shelf next to many other important books,&lt;br /&gt;I will be thankful for one person who opens me and looks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-544342846020357161?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/544342846020357161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bill-bill-had-wonderful-zest-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/544342846020357161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/544342846020357161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/bill-bill-had-wonderful-zest-for-life.html' title='The BOOK'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/Siczl9iVuqI/AAAAAAAAAKY/H9Hh9EQ9LdI/s72-c/Speaking+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-747948304866192519</id><published>2009-05-09T14:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:56:40.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's NOT what we do, it's how we LIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I had an unexpected funeral this week for a wonderful man named, Bill Wagner. I was asked if I would share some fun stories from his friends. I was honored to do this. You see this man has been someone I had admired for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were missionaries in the Philippines, Bill and his wife Carol, encouraged us in so many ways. When we came back from the Philippines they allowed us to use their brand new van for the summer and then into the fall. WHO WOULD REALLY DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS? Only Bill and Carol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the people called, and e-mailed me their stories I kept seeing the same thing over and over. First, this man had a wonderful smile and a contagious laugh. When he walked into a room, it would come alive. But more importantly, this man realized what was really important in his life. Even though he owned his own business and accomplished many things, he still kept giving and giving himself, and his possessions, to people all around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed that he and his wife Carol would show up out of nowhere at someone’s house just when they needed help. OR, they would share their earthy possessions with someone else who needed a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the funeral was over and we were heading to the cemetary I thought, "This is the way I want to be remembered!" Thank you Bill for your life example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-747948304866192519?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/747948304866192519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-matters-in-life-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/747948304866192519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/747948304866192519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-really-matters-in-life-i-had.html' title='It&apos;s NOT what we do, it&apos;s how we LIVE'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-540831640702248483</id><published>2009-05-06T07:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:15:20.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAYER Plant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjNnKgoMBI/AAAAAAAAADo/c7kK_vrMghw/s1600-h/Bible+Journeys+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334739831340150802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjNnKgoMBI/AAAAAAAAADo/c7kK_vrMghw/s200/Bible+Journeys+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjLL-pEsKI/AAAAAAAAADI/gbbJkGUtNfc/s1600-h/Bible+Journeys+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This year for my birthday I received a Prayer Plant from my sister. It was so beautiful. It was bushy with shiny green leaves. Now, I do not have a green thumb, so I was a little worried for the life of my plant. How would I live with the fact that I had killed a Prayer Plant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, I sat down in my soft cozy chair and began reading about taking care of my plant. Would just KNOWING the directions make my plant grow? No, I would have to put those words into actions otherwise it would die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life is busy, and I forgot all about my Prayer Plant for one week. When I walked into the room where my Prayer Plant lives, I was devastated. It looked dead. I thought I had killed it already. I felt terrible that I had neglected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a panic, I rushed my Prayer Plant to the sink to immediately begin to resuscitate it with water. That did not help at all. It still looked dead. I flew across the room and placed it quickly in a window that had plenty of sunlight. All I could do was wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I walked into the room, looked at my Prayer Plant and I could not contain myself. I picked it up and together we twirled around the room. My Prayer Plant looked gorgeous. I was overwhelmed with joy. I promised myself I would never neglect my Prayer Plant again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of my Prayer Life. It is so easy to neglect it too. Life is so…..busy. I know the directions of how to use Prayer in my life, but I must take actions daily to make it grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-540831640702248483?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/540831640702248483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer-plantcoming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/540831640702248483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/540831640702248483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/05/prayer-plantcoming.html' title='PRAYER Plant'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjNnKgoMBI/AAAAAAAAADo/c7kK_vrMghw/s72-c/Bible+Journeys+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4771535596404603139</id><published>2009-04-30T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:08:14.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roving Reporter, Robin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjL6i2N0nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3MI2feVZblo/s1600-h/Bible+Journeys+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334737965267407474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjL6i2N0nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3MI2feVZblo/s200/Bible+Journeys+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(I will be wearing one of my many hats while I am roving around the city.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Our world is filled with so many stories that break my heart. After I read about them, I stop and pray about those involved. I have been doing this for over two years, but I have decided that I need to make a change. I want to look for those uplifting, unheard stories. It will be the ones that do not make the papers, but truly bless people’s hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO…I will be roving about our city praying, listening, waiting, and watching for that person to appear. You might ask, “What person?” Well, I believe that there are people out there who have discovered how exciting it is to listen to God. When He speaks to them, they obey with actions. These are the people I want to meet and the stories that I want to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a story that you believe others would like to hear please contact me by e-mail: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:robinlee@hesspeakingarewelistening.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;robinlee@hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. I will be posting these stories on my website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;. Just click on Roving Reporter, Robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&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/7810565311020509963-4771535596404603139?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4771535596404603139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/roving-reporter-robin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4771535596404603139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4771535596404603139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/roving-reporter-robin.html' title='Roving Reporter, Robin'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjL6i2N0nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3MI2feVZblo/s72-c/Bible+Journeys+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-2197295724964777590</id><published>2009-04-29T05:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:20:38.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Voice of Truth says……..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjOau0AyJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QHI5uZxOLSA/s1600-h/Bible+Journeys+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740717258459282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjOau0AyJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QHI5uZxOLSA/s200/Bible+Journeys+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The world rushes by. Life is busy. Then all of a sudden everything STOPS. My phone begins to ring or should I say sing. I hear the familiar words that have kept me going in this work for so many years. “The voice of truth says…..do not be afraid.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the voice of truth? It’s that quiet voice way down deep inside me. It is the voice of God’s Spirit. Should I be afraid......of anything? (What about starting a ministry?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER CHALLENGES THAT I MIGHT BE FACING IN MY LIFE, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO NOT NEED TO BE AFRAID. GOD WILL BE WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have I put this song on my cell phone? It serves as a reminder to me that wherever I go, in whatever I am doing, I am not alone. God is aways with me, going before me, in all that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you saying, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“This is the way, walk in it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me this week, “You seem to know when God speaks to you. How do you know His voice?” I replied simply, “The more time you spend with someone, the easier it is to recognize their voice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a choice many years ago to spend five minutes a day with God. I would read a few verses of the Bible and then pray. It wasn’t much, but it was something. I made a commitment to God that I would do this, even if I did not understand everything I was reading. I was choosing to have a relationship with Him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I want to have a relationship with anyone, it takes time. The more time I spend with them, the easier it is to recognize their voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-2197295724964777590?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/2197295724964777590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/voice-of-truth-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2197295724964777590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/2197295724964777590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/voice-of-truth-says.html' title='The Voice of Truth says……..'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjOau0AyJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QHI5uZxOLSA/s72-c/Bible+Journeys+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-5847242859750758957</id><published>2009-04-28T05:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:32:35.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journeys with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjRovdEtQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f0-WZR61Pr0/s1600-h/Bible+Journeys+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334744256483734786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjRovdEtQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f0-WZR61Pr0/s200/Bible+Journeys+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God is so good. He encourages us just when we need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There are days when I wonder if I will ever get my Journeys with God out there for people to use them. I have written twenty seven of them. I really believe that they will help people to get into the Word, but how do I get them out there? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God encouraged me today to keep working at the task before me and in His timing all things will come together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was reminded today of an old song called, God is so good. Do you remember it? The words go like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God is so good, God is so good, God is so good, He's so good to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He answers prayer, He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;answers&lt;/span&gt; prayer, He answers prayer, He's so good to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I believe that God will answer my prayers in His own timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My first appointment of the day was to deliver one of my Journeys with God to someone who wanted to go through them. As we sat together outside enjoying the beauty of the day, I handed her my Journey and began to explain what it was all about. She looked through everything and then looked me straight in the eye and said, “Who did these?” I was a little afraid of what she was going to say next, but I had to be honest. I sheepishly replied, “I did, with the help of my son.” She slowly responded, “They are amazing.”&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-5847242859750758957?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/5847242859750758957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-journeys-with-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5847242859750758957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/5847242859750758957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-journeys-with-god.html' title='My Journeys with God'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjRovdEtQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f0-WZR61Pr0/s72-c/Bible+Journeys+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-1920765806858339292</id><published>2009-04-26T19:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:36:45.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my feet where you want me to go......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjSprIsPvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Fe9MWNFSKIk/s1600-h/DSC03916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334745372016000754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjSprIsPvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Fe9MWNFSKIk/s200/DSC03916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What a beautiful morning. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. The remains of winter were definitely gone. I had scheduled two appointments for the day. Over the years I have developed a habit of beginning my day by asking God to go before my day, and take my feet where He might want them to go. This day was no different. As I walked out the door for my first appointment, I paused for a moment to pray for God to go before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I returned home I wanted to go for a bike ride. It was so… beautiful outside. I enjoy so much circling around on the bike trails with the wind blowing through my hair. It helps me to think more clearly and inspires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prepared to do what I wanted, a thought came to me about a meeting at my church that was at 4:00 today. It was a district women’s gathering. I kept saying to myself, “I can’t go, I did not sign up for it.” (Secretly, I really wanted to go biking.) The peace about biking had disappeared and then it hit me. I prayed for God to take my feet where HE wanted me to go, but I was heading where I wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within minutes, I was dressed and out the door on my way to church. As I listened to this National Women’s Director speak I was amazed. She said that it was time to get out of the boat and follow God wherever he is leading you. It seemed like every word she said was for me. Then she ended her talk by saying, “What is God calling you to do? Will you follow Him?” As I drove home inspired and excited about my future, I thought to myself what if I had done what I wanted and gone biking? I would have missed the confirmation that I would need to keep me moving forward in this ministry. THANK YOU GOD!&lt;br /&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/7810565311020509963-1920765806858339292?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/1920765806858339292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-my-feet-where-you-want-me-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1920765806858339292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/1920765806858339292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-my-feet-where-you-want-me-to-go.html' title='Take my feet where you want me to go......'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SgjSprIsPvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Fe9MWNFSKIk/s72-c/DSC03916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6405763657119034746</id><published>2009-04-23T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:03:33.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ministry Needs A Music Director</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;We are looking for someone special!  Our ministry is in search of a musically inclined individual who can contribute on a level equivalent to all of the others contributing.  Do it because you LOVE it!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If you are a young starving artist, we would love to talk to you!  Your work can help our ministry and our ministry can expose your work.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;We are ultimately searching for a Music Director that can handle a few other aspects we foresee but we are still developing and growing.   So to get in now, would be so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" href="mailto:rlgove@yahoo.com"&gt;Email Robin Gove today!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Thank you and God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6405763657119034746?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6405763657119034746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-ministry-needs-music-director.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6405763657119034746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6405763657119034746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-ministry-needs-music-director.html' title='Our Ministry Needs A Music Director'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-4142060955608863651</id><published>2009-04-23T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:46:41.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The LISTENING Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One very exciting aspect of this ministry is The LISTENING Room. It’s an idea that I developed in my own life many years ago and am looking forward to passing it on to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would like to share a paragraph from my book called He’s SPEAKING! Are we LISTENING? (available at &lt;a href="http://shopping.madisonclick.com/020-1000-Robin+Gove-Author-sr-1.html"&gt;http://shopping.madisonclick.com/020-1000-Robin+Gove-Author-sr-1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/"&gt;http://www.barnesandnoble.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SfDoEJb3htI/AAAAAAAAABc/GyltP9d4OJ0/s1600-h/bookcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328013517129221842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SfDoEJb3htI/AAAAAAAAABc/GyltP9d4OJ0/s320/bookcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many years ago I began to think about my life and my times with God and I realized that I love spending time with Him. It would be the high point of my day. After examining what I did, I realized that no matter where we lived, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;eded to find my special place to spend time with God. I would take time converting that space to just the way I wanted it, so I would want to go there. I called this special place “my listening room.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know, I haven’t always had the desire to spend time with God on a regular basis. I can remember back many years ago to when I was a young mother. I was a Christian who was con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tent just knowing that someday I would be in heaven. I never spent any time with God, except on Sundays. It wasn’t until I faced a crisis in my life that I realized that I needed more of God, much more! It was during this time that God showed me that He was there to help me no matter what I was going through... I began to recognize the comfort that I felt when I turned to the Bible on a more frequent basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the crisis was over, I decided that I would begin reading the Bible for five minutes a day. I committed myself to this daily reading. Slowly it became something that I enjoyed doing and now after many years, it’s the high point of my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So let’s get back to the LISTENING Room. What is it? It is a secluded, set apart space for me to get alone with God. My current LISTENING Room is very different from any others that I have had. It is my tiny walk-in closet. It houses a small, soft, green leather chair that a friend of mine gave me; a stereo that I bought at a garage sale and headphones to listen to my favorite music. Each day I visit my LISTENING Room, I sit down in my chair. It doesn’t matter that there are clothes hanging on either side of me. I shut off the light, and when everything is quiet and dark, I begin speaking and listening to God. You know, it is just like talking to your best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have 3 listening rooms available in Fitchburg. I would be happy to share more information about that with you on another post. &lt;a href="mailto:robinlee@hesspeakingarewelistening.com"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; if you need more information or visit our website at: &lt;a href="http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/"&gt;http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hesspeakingarewelistening.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you and God Bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-4142060955608863651?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/4142060955608863651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/listening-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4142060955608863651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/4142060955608863651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/listening-room.html' title='The LISTENING Room'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SfDoEJb3htI/AAAAAAAAABc/GyltP9d4OJ0/s72-c/bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-9082491227659197611</id><published>2009-04-17T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:50:12.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Speaking, Are We Listening Ministry</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qw9N7yzQlWM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qw9N7yzQlWM&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-9082491227659197611?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/9082491227659197611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-speaking-are-we-listening-ministry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9082491227659197611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/9082491227659197611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/hes-speaking-are-we-listening-ministry.html' title='He&apos;s Speaking, Are We Listening Ministry'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7810565311020509963.post-6389116918855597575</id><published>2009-04-17T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:20:00.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearful Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SejyWJnhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/W_vGXbFNEPs/s1600-h/parasail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SejyWJnhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/W_vGXbFNEPs/s320/parasail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325773021718355554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that you are 300-400 feet high in the air.  You are sitting in a little netted swing with your feet dangling.  A small boat with a long rope attached to your chair is pulling you through the air.  All you can see for miles and miles is brilliant blue ocean water.   This fearful adventure takes your breath away and leaves you speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine that you are in a small airplane.  You are the co-pilot.  You have never been in an airplane like this before.  You are excited about this adventure, yet you are fearful too.  You finally muster up the courage to look down and you see the city you live in, passing you by.  The cars look so small.  The buildings look like little toys.  Then the pilot tells you, “You take over, it’s your turn to be the pilot.” You had never even been in a plane like this let alone become the pilot.   How could you possibly do this?  You slowly begin to clench the yoke or joy stick with your sweaty palms.  He tells you “Watch the horizon if you lose it, that’s not good!”  He no sooner says that than the horizon disappears and you aren’t sure how to find it.  Would you call this a Fearful Adventure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some other FEARFUL adventures?   A few others I have experienced are hang-gliding, hot air ballooning, learning to ski at age 50, and riding a motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each one of these experiences there was fear in my heart as I began them but when it was completed, I was so thankful for not allowing fear to keep me from doing something I wanted to do more than anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am about to embark on my newest adventure and a peaceful fear is all around me.  I guess the peaceful part comes from God but the fearful part comes from me.  For many years I have wanted to start a ministry called He’s SPEAKING!   Are we LISTENING?  but fear has kept me from moving forward.  Until NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any fear in my heart?  You bet there is!....But an important truth that I have learned over the years is fueling the desire to move out of my comfort zone and BEGIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 9:23&lt;br /&gt;“If you can?” said Jesus.  “Everything is possible for him who believes.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BELIEVE!  Join me on this adventure as we discover what happens when we allow God to conquer our fears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7810565311020509963-6389116918855597575?l=robingove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/feeds/6389116918855597575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/fearful-adventures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6389116918855597575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7810565311020509963/posts/default/6389116918855597575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robingove.blogspot.com/2009/04/fearful-adventures.html' title='Fearful Adventures'/><author><name>Robin Gove</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SryZI6mi74I/AAAAAAAAAOo/zrqQhXv_H3o/S220/Profile+Picture.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9eV7owI5KS4/SejyWJnhnmI/AAAAAAAAABM/W_vGXbFNEPs/s72-c/parasail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
