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Thoughts, lots of thoughts, keep running through my head, continually. In The past, I have questioned God about this, I think and wonder about so much, about him, about how people think, or act. About Gods story that is taking place now around me, and including me. I wonder if I will be able to know truth, or if I will be swayed by things, or ideas that are false but, look true. I think of the scripture that says, He is the vine and we are the branches, who ever remains in him will bare much fruit. And also the scripture that talks about "do not conform any longer to the the patients of this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that we will be able to test and approve His will his good pleasing and perfect will. I have learned, that when I dwell with God, then My mind is clear, and the desitions I make are not rash, and fast but thought out and usually involve some sort of patent waiting time. When I hang out with Christ, the lies that satin throws my way are easier to see. I can deflect it with words of truth that are being stored in my heart and mind as I hang out with Christ. I know this guy, he prays the full armor of God upon himself, and those he cares for, I have started doing the same, and not only that, but just thinking and pondering those words in scripture as well. I don't do this every day, but I have thought more about it in this past year. The full Armor of God the " feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel" the gospel, of the Jesus Christ, of the Grace given to this world through him, and how he is the way the truth and the life. The belt of truth buckled around our waist. " the belt of truth is what I am not sure , anybody? The helmet of salvation, the head of it all is that we are saved by grace, if we believe in Jesus Christ we have salvation, and reconciliation to God the father through Jesus Christ. The helmet of salvation? "the Brest plate of righteousness" the shield of faith, the sword of the spirit, which is the word and we are to pray in it on all actions." On all acations? All acations, that is a lot of prayer. ? Are we then defenseless if we are not coming before our savor in prayer?, fellowship, and his word, ?
See, lots of thoughts. Too many I sometimes think, and that is just the bit of it. With all these thoughts, I wondered if God really cared, about what I thought about. One of the resones I think I wondered that, was because the important men of my life have really never given a crap about what I thought about, or if they did they would never have bothered to inquire about my thoughts, because of their own fears, I guess. Anyway, I had come to the concluetion, that my thoughts or ideas really didn't matter, and no one really wanted to bother in finding out what they were. I have never been very good at expressing them anyway, as you will pick up on in this blog. Ok, well this is stopping here for now, more later.


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