<?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-5701895215272582174</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:51:49.864-04:00</updated><category term='veil'/><category term='swear'/><category term='control'/><category term='2009'/><category term='trust'/><category term='the Head'/><category term='spiritual warfare'/><category term='Revelation'/><category term='Homeless'/><category term='watch'/><category term='light'/><category term='vile'/><category term='change'/><category term='new'/><category term='surrender'/><category term='Holy Spirit'/><category term='Israel'/><category term='promised land'/><category term='glory'/><category term='walls'/><category term='bicycle'/><category term='deep'/><category term='symbolism'/><category term='holiness'/><category term='His Presence'/><category term='Abraham'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Treasure'/><category term='prophecies'/><category term='receiving'/><category term='God speaks'/><category term='reading'/><category term='waiting'/><category term='victory'/><category term='the Body'/><category term='peace'/><category term='shout'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='revival'/><category term='giving'/><category term='world'/><category term='high'/><category term='wells'/><category term='faith'/><category term='goat'/><category term='time'/><category term='speak'/><category term='prayer walk'/><category term='rain'/><category term='season'/><category term='fullness'/><category term='sign'/><category term='meditate'/><category term='discipline'/><category term='patience'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='abase'/><category term='waiter'/><category term='smell'/><category term='love'/><category term='abound'/><title type='text'>Land of Moriah</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is all about my walk with Jesus as a lover and worshiper of Christ.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-3193700205960351592</id><published>2010-07-26T19:19:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:42:36.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Season of Change</title><content type='html'>We seem to be in a season of &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;...I'm seeing a lot of &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; happening around me as well as dreaming about &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; in different ways. I'm also reading about others who are seeing changes happen around them as well. You say, &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; always happens, so what's so special about this &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no prophet but this &lt;em&gt;change &lt;/em&gt;is definitely different; it's a &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; to establish all &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;, if that makes any sense...it seems to be a turning point &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; for the Kingdom of God &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; the whole world as well. The word &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; is defined as, " the act or an instance of making or becoming different; a new experience".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cool thing is I've been dreaming of picking up &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; (coins) for a few months now, while another friend I know has been physically seeing &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt; (coins) in different places...I know the Lord is emphasizing the season of&lt;em&gt; change&lt;/em&gt; we are entering or the new experience we shall be experiencing if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does one do in &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;? Watch carefully, ignore the distractions of the enemy, listen closely, and remain connected to Jesus; this is the key, remaining connected to Him and the others will likely fall into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready &lt;em&gt;for change! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-3193700205960351592?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/3193700205960351592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=3193700205960351592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3193700205960351592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3193700205960351592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2010/07/season-of-change.html' title='Season of Change'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-1644109803067469989</id><published>2009-12-08T14:53:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T15:13:37.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='His Presence'/><title type='text'>I Can Smell the Rain !</title><content type='html'>I know oh so well, the smell of rain having grown up in the tropical city of Lagos. First the dusty swirl, then the winds pick up quickly and the sun darkens and you rush to close already rattling windows while doors slam ahead of you...And through all this, you actually &lt;strong&gt;smell&lt;/strong&gt; the rain before it comes pouring down; I can't explain it but it smells like a mixture of dew, dust and wind if that makes any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can smell the rain now! This time it's a different kind of rain - it's the rain of His Presence. You see when you're used to smelling physical rain, smelling &lt;strong&gt;spiritual rain&lt;/strong&gt; comes naturally to you...I can only say that His Presence is set to be released all over the earth. We have enjoyed the 'dew and dust' for years, we have also enjoyed the 'wind' as well and they were all good; but what's about to come now is the all-encompassing, release of God Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know this? Well the the earth is getting darker, the windows of my soul are rattling and the doors of hell are slamming in terror of the coming King...so get ready! He comes again as in Wales and Asuza, only &lt;strong&gt;much more&lt;/strong&gt;! Get ready for a huge downpour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-1644109803067469989?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/1644109803067469989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=1644109803067469989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1644109803067469989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1644109803067469989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-can-smell-rain.html' title='I Can Smell the Rain !'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-1279305021028591161</id><published>2009-08-07T19:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:45:41.733-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prophecies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revelation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sign'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Israel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symbolism'/><title type='text'>The Book of Revelation</title><content type='html'>Have you ever read through the Book of Revelation in the Bible and wondered, 'what on earth...?' about all the symbolism and prophecies. I literally have always read it as a storybook while asking the Spirit of God for understanding but recently, a flurry of God-incidences have led me back to study it in-depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we're about to see very soon a lot from the Book of Revelation begin to transpire, God is drawing so many back to this book to study and be aware of the next phase the Body is about to enter. I also notice my interest for the Book of Ezekiel and the study of the history of Israel is beginning to increase; we are getting set for the end of the world as we know it and transitioning into a world that we need absolute guidance from the Holy Spirit to live and move and have our being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel is like a prophetic time-clock and watching events unfold there is a sign to the Body of Christ; even the heavens are declaring it. A couple of years ago I saw a sign in the skies - clouds 'dancing back and forth' like lights. I called my family to behold the unusual sight with me and even though we could not explain it, I sensed it was a sign of the end times as spoken of in Matthew 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should we be doing in this season? Become fearful? No! We should rejoice and draw even closer to Him, that will be our saving grace. As the world gets darker, the promise is that we will shine brighter...but we need to be one with Jesus, not with the world, but with Jesus and Him alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-1279305021028591161?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/1279305021028591161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=1279305021028591161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1279305021028591161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1279305021028591161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-of-revelation.html' title='The Book of Revelation'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-1921848675201568885</id><published>2009-03-08T21:41:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:10:59.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promised land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual warfare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walls'/><title type='text'>War Cry From Heaven!</title><content type='html'>I feel in my spirit that this year we will bring forth the shout of the Lord that has been embedded deep in our spirits. We all have a deep cry in our hearts of unfinished, prolonged and delayed promises, some of which have been hindered by hell; but this is the year for them to begin to come forth! Not without a shout...not without A SHOUT! A war cry from Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are only in the third month of 2009 but I have already on several occasions found myself letting out a loud shout from my spirit into the atmosphere such that I even surprised myself saying, "where did that come from?" But I believe we are releasing on earth what is currently happening in heaven - the victory shouts of the heavenly hosts who are preparing for the final confrontation with hell's forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 6:20 says "...they gave a loud shout, and the walls collapsed..." [Good News Bible]; I believe this encapsulates what the year 2009 is all about. As we give A LOUD SHOUT, all walls keeping us hedged in and preventing us from accessing our Promised Land and destiny for this new season SHALL COME DOWN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-1921848675201568885?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/1921848675201568885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=1921848675201568885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1921848675201568885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1921848675201568885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2009/03/war-cry-from-heaven-i-feel-in-my-spirit.html' title='War Cry From Heaven!'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-4112104372989726645</id><published>2008-07-14T19:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:53:19.687-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swear'/><title type='text'>Taking Out the Precious From the Vile</title><content type='html'>I think the major culture shock for me in relocating to North America was the bad language or 'swearing'; I always winced (and still do) everytime someone let out expletives beside me and as I took an unscientific poll, I discovered it was a common occurrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading my bible, I came across this verse a few days ago in Jeremiah 15:19 "..If you take out the precious from the vile, you shall be as my mouth.." I realized that this is a big issue for God that we keep our language pure, not only in Church on Sundays, but everyday so we can hear Him and speak on His behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swearing has become a way of life for most here but there is still a remnant who have refused to be drawn into the ways of the world just to belong and instead have decided to watch what we speak. It requires a dedicated 'watching' and a determined adherence to the ways of the Holy Spirit by His grace like all other things in the kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes a difference but never knew how much of a difference it made until Jesse came back from school one day with an interesting story of how one kid swore beside him and the other 'shushed' his friend up saying, "Don't you know Jesse doesn't like swearing...he's religious". So the world knows the difference, they're watching what we say and do even closer than we are! So take the vile out of your language and speak only precious words of blessing to your hearers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-4112104372989726645?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/4112104372989726645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=4112104372989726645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4112104372989726645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4112104372989726645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-out-precious-from-vile.html' title='Taking Out the Precious From the Vile'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-8976099428767014904</id><published>2008-05-15T20:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:48:25.925-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep'/><title type='text'>How Deep and How High Can You Go?</title><content type='html'>I just came out of a conference in my home church called "Going Deeper, Going Higher", and it literally was a life-changing experience...how so? Well for one, I went deeper and higher! But you think I'm playing on words here, truth is it was a conference with a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly the first so-named conference in our church and not with any preconceived agenda but to wait in His Presence and 'see what He would say'; and oh, did He say! The prophetic worship of the Rivieras took me straight into His presence and I found myself basking there for hours even after the speakers came up...I still felt the 'glow'. I came away with a deep resolve to go after Him harder, but much more, to do the works of the Lord boldly and proclaim Him at any given opportunity! How awesome He is, selah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also came away with a burning fire in the depths of my belly to impart this to my 'marketplace'; you know that's where we are called to, where we interact everyday.&lt;br /&gt;For me this would be my workplace and my immediate neighbors...where would this be for you?&lt;br /&gt;This year promises to be very exciting and intense already, let's engage with Holy Spirit to prepare for the glory! Shandai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-8976099428767014904?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/8976099428767014904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=8976099428767014904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8976099428767014904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8976099428767014904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-deep-and-how-high-can-you-go.html' title='How Deep and How High Can You Go?'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-878175318675117745</id><published>2008-01-26T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:35:26.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><title type='text'>Broken for His Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/R5uMFCrVqII/AAAAAAAAAKI/cavJh9orDiE/s1600-h/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who would have thought when I look back over the past 5 years that I would be the way I am today...broken for His glory. When I look back and remember my character, religious pride and performance mentality over the the years, I cringe. Yet, the cleansing is still going on, I am being broken and cleansed, broken and cleansed, broken and cleansed; all for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the Father is preparing us to wear the mantle of holiness in this new season of Praise; holiness, virtue and godly values is the foundation behind this new wave of visitation that will be long-lasting. He wants the world to see His glory...how? Through ordinary broken vessels like you and me, just being a light in an increasingly dark world that is crying out for the supernatural - you can see the hunger in the surging increase of 'supernatural' books in bookstores and movies. But the light shines brightest in the dark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible says that the whole creation is "crying out for the manifestation of the sons of God". That's us! We were meant to manifest His glory in our everyday lives, not necessarily as Pastors or Evangelists or Prophets etc., but as Kevins and Chiagozies and Dirks! What a thought! But oh so true! If only we can grasp that we don't have to be a 'famous preacher' to do the works of the Lord...meditate on this, selah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the eyes of your understanding may be enlightened that you may know the truth of His Word; and also that you remember in this New Year that you have the mind of Christ. Prophesy spiritually over all that concerns you and declare the glory over your atmosphere!&lt;br /&gt;Let us walk in it. Help us to grasp this reality in 2008 Father, amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-878175318675117745?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/878175318675117745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=878175318675117745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/878175318675117745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/878175318675117745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='Broken for His Glory'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-6687638746045945661</id><published>2007-09-28T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:10:31.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='receiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>The Waiter Sets the Tone</title><content type='html'>I’m onto this waiter theme again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family was recently at a restaurant and the waiter showed us to our table which I immediately didn’t like; it was right in the middle and we would probably have to keep moving for people to go by. So I asked for another table and she immediately replied that none was available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another waiter came by and suggested she take us to another section where corner tables were, but she wasn’t eager to do this and eventually my hungry husband went off to help himself to the enticing buffet not understanding what the fuss was about, while I sat down reluctantly with an increasingly sulky attitude….did I enjoy the rest of the lunch? You guessed it, no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter had set the tone for me and it hindered my appetite or “receiving mode”. That’s how it is when we wait on the Lord with a grumpy and ungrateful attitude, there’s less chance of receiving anything from Him. Also, the blessings go right over your head when they come because you’re too busy making a fuss over what you didn’t get in the past, that you miss the new things He's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 6:15 - And so after waiting patiently, Abraham received what was promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-6687638746045945661?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/6687638746045945661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=6687638746045945661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6687638746045945661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6687638746045945661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/09/waiter-sets-tone.html' title='The Waiter Sets the Tone'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-4433689077580335747</id><published>2007-09-28T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T10:54:02.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Unstop The Wells!</title><content type='html'>A loud cry&lt;br /&gt;comes forth from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;UNSTOP THE WELLS!&lt;br /&gt;Just believe that&lt;br /&gt;this is the start&lt;br /&gt;of your miracles…&lt;br /&gt;Throw up your hands&lt;br /&gt;and rejoice in bounds&lt;br /&gt;now is the time…&lt;br /&gt;A voice of authority&lt;br /&gt;giving top priority&lt;br /&gt;UNSTOP THE WELLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, send forth Your deluge...&lt;br /&gt;Come and tabernacle with us in this new season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-4433689077580335747?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/4433689077580335747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=4433689077580335747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4433689077580335747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4433689077580335747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/09/unstop-wells-loud-cry-comes-forth-from.html' title='Unstop The Wells!'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5610685941782902881</id><published>2007-07-22T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T19:55:27.513-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abase'/><title type='text'>Victory is Sure...</title><content type='html'>I've been away from my blog for about 2 months now, catching up on the mundane and tying up loose ends that couldn't be put off but during these two months I've also been meditating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory is sure, that's what has been hammering over and over in my head as I faced one challenge after the other these past couple of months. I know how to abase and abound, the Apostle Paul said...but do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess I love the 'abounding' phases of my life but the 'abasing' phase usually comes first so that I can abound wisely and with humility and compassion; sometimes we even abase and abound together. In my family, here we are rejoicing over having our Dad back after a long absence due to travels but at the same time, my heart is heavy with compassion and intercession as I agree with a close friend for a complete healing of cancer. But isn't that how our christian walk is, full of real-life examples and opportunities to share His joy and compassion all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible...the tide comes in at night not in the day, so victory is assured even in our most broken places. I believe that we're finally coming into a phase and lifestyle of victory that will be a part of us as we keep proclaiming and believing what we have been reading for years in the Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself in the second half of this year being more sure of His Word and believing that our time of re-visitation is very near - I am so anxious to see the manifest glory of His presence on the earth that it's like a deep passionate well of hunger within me, spouting forth at the first sign of revival! Come Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5610685941782902881?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5610685941782902881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5610685941782902881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5610685941782902881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5610685941782902881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/07/victory-is-sure.html' title='Victory is Sure...'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-7997392785703887526</id><published>2007-05-21T13:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:41:54.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Makes You a Christian?</title><content type='html'>I remember the day I first gave my life to Jesus; I was at Pastor Ayo Oritsejafor's church in Warri and had literally come to the end of myself in terms of chasing after the things of the world with one disappointment after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this persistent Christian friend of mine who had preached Christ to me in a non-threatening and interesting way and eventually I found myself at the altar in this church, crying my eyes out as I said the famous 'sinner's prayer'. But that was only the first step of a journey I'm still making even now; a journey of uncertainty but knowing Jesus is with me, a journey of mistakes but knowing I'm forgiven, a journey of learning and re-learning with dashes of revelation received directly from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hard road to travel in some seasons and a smooth sailing one in others but I know I would do it all over again because this relationship and these experiences are actually what makes you a Christian; not just the 'sinner's prayer' at the altar or elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you want to share Christ with someone, let them see the bigger picture of what salvation or "&lt;em&gt;sodzo"&lt;/em&gt; entails; let them know it's the beginning of a brand new journey where this time they have a faithful partner rooting for them through thick and thin, through mountains and valleys and even in the plateaus when things are at a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them know the whole truth, it will make them a better Christian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-7997392785703887526?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/7997392785703887526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=7997392785703887526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7997392785703887526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7997392785703887526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-makes-you-christian.html' title='What Makes You a Christian?'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-3624449008863035819</id><published>2007-05-05T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:27:35.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parched</title><content type='html'>What does it feel like to be really thirsty? I come from a part of the world where it was common to have dry taps for days; we would walk around the neighborhood with kegs and other such containers seeking any running water we could find. It wasn't hard to spot the taps that weren't dry, because the lines extended as long as your eye could see but clustered at the beginning in a swirl of dust. This dust cluster at the beginning of the line was always the kids fighting for a drink to quench their thirst first before filling up their containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that how it is when we're seeking desperately the rain of the Spirit? We don't care if we look mannerless as we cry out for His presence, desperately flinging ourselves at the altar and lying prostrate before Him. I have been watching the Miracle Channel 'Power of Partnership' running throughout this week and I'm made so aware of the level of hunger openly displayed among God's people in the nation of Canada. People were calling in and writing in from all over, and believing for an outpouring on this nation; it was wonderful to see that I was not alone...sometimes we feel like Elijah who thought he was alone until God reminded him that a whole host of believers existed who hadn't bowed their knee to idols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So visit us Lord! Send the rain of your presence Father! We need the taps flooded and a full release!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-3624449008863035819?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/3624449008863035819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=3624449008863035819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3624449008863035819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3624449008863035819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/05/parched.html' title='Parched'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-1072033285142140969</id><published>2007-04-22T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:19:08.432-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>I felt the tug&lt;br /&gt;on my heart&lt;br /&gt;and the gentle&lt;br /&gt;whisper,&lt;br /&gt;of the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;urging me to&lt;br /&gt;let go...&lt;br /&gt;and let God...&lt;br /&gt;so I put the wheel&lt;br /&gt;into His hands&lt;br /&gt;and let Him steer&lt;br /&gt;me to a quiet shore&lt;br /&gt;called peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem I wrote in March 1995 is what came to mind after the news of the Virginia Tech massacre broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JP copyright 1995&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-1072033285142140969?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/1072033285142140969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=1072033285142140969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1072033285142140969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1072033285142140969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/04/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-461331033712925380</id><published>2007-04-06T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:56:48.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Seen the One I Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is directly from the book of Song of Solomon, chapter 3 verse 3; it is an allegory of the Lord and His love, us. Some of my favorite verses in the Bible tell of deep hunger for the Lord's presence and deep love for Him. Coincidentally, they're all in the book of Psalms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psalm 27:4 - One thing I have desired of the Lord, that will I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord, and to enquire in His temple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psalm 63:1 - O God, You are my God; early will I seek You; my soul thirsts for You; my flesh longs for You in a dry and thirsty land where there is no water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psalm 84:2 - My soul longs, yes even faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes you guessed it, I'm a worshiper and I love to spend time in His presence. I used to say I didn't have enough time to spend with the Lord as much as I would love to, especially as I'm a wife, mother, work a day job, attend weekly evening classes and still do a host of other things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I found out when you really love, you &lt;em&gt;make time&lt;/em&gt; to spend with the one you love, or else the relationship will deteriorate and eventually die. Instead of setting aside a certain time every day which may work for some, I decided to be in His presence &lt;em&gt;all the time&lt;/em&gt;. This meant I was constantly aware of His presence everywhere I went and in everything I did or said; it was hard at first to get into this mode, but as I &lt;em&gt;practised His presence&lt;/em&gt;, it became easier to be aware of Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I ask again, "Have you seen the One I love?" Write me your experiences of your personal journey on seeking Him and staying in His presence....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have a blessed Easter and don't forget, He's alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-461331033712925380?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/461331033712925380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=461331033712925380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/461331033712925380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/461331033712925380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-you-seen-one-i-love.html' title='Have You Seen the One I Love?'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5049204200386314369</id><published>2007-03-24T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:38:13.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Am Not In Control, He is</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I became a Christian, I attended a Church where the Word was taught and prayer was emphasized; nobody talked much about dying to the flesh and getting conformed to His image except in the annual conferences. Rather, the emphasis was on praying and fasting, binding and loosing, and becoming a spiritual warrior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's nothing wrong with those themes but if that is all you do, you eventually wind up a one-sided Christian like I did. You feel invincible to the devil and are blind to your shortcomings which leads to pride, a heavy dose of it. So there I was seven years ago, new in Toronto from Nigeria, and feeling like a 'spiritual star' well &lt;em&gt;above&lt;/em&gt; everyone I met...until I went on a spiritual retreat and realized I had no control over my life and I was full of &lt;em&gt;gunk &lt;/em&gt;that needed to come out. The love emanating from the retreat ministry staff was my undoing and it totally changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I remember this retreat everytime I'm overwhelmed with prayer needs from friends and family; these past two weeks was one of those times when I realized that no matter how much I prayed, fasted, stood on scriptures, and cried out to Him...that was really &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; I could do. I &lt;strong&gt;was not&lt;/strong&gt; in control He was, and I had to remember that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is not a feeling most of us are comfortable with, because we always want to be in control of everything happening around us; but He unfolds His plan on a daily basis as we come to Him daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Isn't He amazing? I love you Precious Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5049204200386314369?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5049204200386314369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5049204200386314369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5049204200386314369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5049204200386314369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-not-in-control-he-is.html' title='I Am Not In Control, He is'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-7728663111626550860</id><published>2007-03-10T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:54:41.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>The Waiter Serves the Wine</title><content type='html'>I'm onto this waiter thing again; that's because I was at a restaurant recently and watched a waiter serving wine. Now that is an ordinary everytime-task for a waiter but if you consider yourself a waiter, who &lt;em&gt;waits on His promises, &lt;/em&gt;here are some tips I picked up watching the waiter, yet again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve the wine openly - &lt;em&gt;let the joy of the Spirit overflow in public worship not only in private worship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the guests taste the wine - &lt;em&gt;let the people partake of His Spirit by introducing them to the river of His presence and let them rejoice in Him by having longer worship times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fill up their glasses intermittently - &lt;em&gt;don't have a one-time revival worship and expect the people to be continuously joyful, fill them up to overflowing like Jesus did at Cana, and let the revival be endless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask them if they enjoyed the drink - &lt;em&gt;the joy on their faces will let you know and they will do the evangelizing for you as they invite their friends to "come and see", like the woman at the well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So go ahead and practise being an excellent waiter while you &lt;em&gt;wait on His promises&lt;/em&gt; to be fulfilled....have another drink!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-7728663111626550860?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/7728663111626550860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=7728663111626550860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7728663111626550860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7728663111626550860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/03/waiter-serves-wine.html' title='The Waiter Serves the Wine'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-4419514853738258894</id><published>2007-02-28T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:37:50.271-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual warfare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God speaks'/><title type='text'>Which God Who Cannot Lie....</title><content type='html'>Did you ever notice that phrase in the Bible? It's in Titus 1:2 and I stumbled across it a few days ago while reading my Bible and preparing the children's lunch for school (talk about multi-tasking!). There it stood out all of a sudden, jumping off the page at me and I thought to myself, "Wow! God &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; lie, not God will not lie...but &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt;; which means He is &lt;strong&gt;not able to&lt;/strong&gt; lie and He doesn't have the capacity in Him to lie! The phrase 'cannot lie' there is interpreted from the Greek and means &lt;em&gt;'veracious'&lt;/em&gt;; the root English word being 'veracity' or 'truthfulness, accuracy'. Get a load of that! His word to you is always truthful and bang-on target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I started to 'backthink', if God cannot lie, then whatever promise He gave me personally, He &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; bring to pass, it's that simple! I took a deep breath and began to understand why certain people 'rested' in the midst of spiritual warfare...they had a personal word from God who &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; lie and they knew for sure that it would definitely come to pass! They did not need fleeces, signs, or 'supporting words', they just waited on Him to bring the word to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's faith! What new revelation have you received or re-learned recently? Read the Word and let Him speak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-4419514853738258894?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/4419514853738258894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=4419514853738258894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4419514853738258894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4419514853738258894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/02/which-god-who-cannot-lie.html' title='Which God Who Cannot Lie....'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-3097114728652620688</id><published>2007-02-23T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:52:06.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer walk'/><title type='text'>Hopeless, Helpless and Hapless Without Jesus</title><content type='html'>It wasn’t such a cold day outside and I decided to take a prayer walk, as I usually did when I’ve had a busy day. I had a long list of prayer topics on my mind, uppermost of which was my husband’s imminent trip home. Led of the Spirit, I walked north on University Avenue, I turned east on Wellesley and got to Bay Street (not that most of you out there know where these streets are!), praying in the spirit all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being led to return to my office I started south on Bay doing a loop but was drawn immediately to a nearby bus shelter. Inside it sat a man who looked well over 70; I stopped praying, smiled and asked him his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy McNeil is a homeless drunk who sleeps on the streets; he speaks perfect English and was married to a gambling addicted wife. According to him, she gambled away all their money while he drank himself to despair. They were eventually evicted from their home, and penniless, she continued her habit in clubs, etc. while he became a drunk. he doesn’t know where she is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy is actually only 56 years old knows the Bible very well; he also made a few insightful statements which included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God has no favorites!”&lt;br /&gt;“Kids are getting kids now, that’s why there’s so much trouble.”&lt;br /&gt;“People are no more content, that’s why there’s so much divorce.”&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, “Thanks for stopping to talk; you’re a Proverbs 31 woman...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had quite a conversation and I was surprised at the depth of his knowledge…&lt;br /&gt;I find myself drawn regularly to the homeless because it reminds me of my brokenness and utter dependence on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for making me see that without you I’m utterly hopeless, helpless, and hapless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-3097114728652620688?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/3097114728652620688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=3097114728652620688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3097114728652620688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/3097114728652620688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/02/hopeless-helpless-and-hapless-without.html' title='Hopeless, Helpless and Hapless Without Jesus'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-6305201970682682743</id><published>2007-02-12T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:58:38.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Tear Through the Veil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RdDGrlGZyQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4VpVxL3Ssnk/s1600-h/lace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030739235768486146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" height="140" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RdDGrlGZyQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4VpVxL3Ssnk/s200/lace.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boundless feelings&lt;br /&gt;Eternal depths&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Seeking and standing&lt;br /&gt;Yet stumbling through&lt;br /&gt;To see stabs of light&lt;br /&gt;Through the dimness&lt;br /&gt;Coloring outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;in a desperate attempt&lt;br /&gt;to see the big picture&lt;br /&gt;Pushing aside the hills of thought&lt;br /&gt;and mountains of need&lt;br /&gt;Just to focus on You&lt;br /&gt;Just to see Your face&lt;br /&gt;Just to hold Your hand&lt;br /&gt;as I tear through the veil&lt;br /&gt;and fall before You&lt;br /&gt;I love You deeply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JP Copyright 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-6305201970682682743?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/6305201970682682743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=6305201970682682743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6305201970682682743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6305201970682682743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/02/tear-through-veil.html' title='Tear Through the Veil'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RdDGrlGZyQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4VpVxL3Ssnk/s72-c/lace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-1565493708482438678</id><published>2007-02-05T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T13:59:46.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speak'/><title type='text'>Watch What You Say – Literally!</title><content type='html'>Recently, I have had to watch what I’ve been speaking over myself. I’m actually more careful in watching what I say over my children or other people, but fail more often in watching what I say over myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was unpacking the groceries on Saturday afternoon with my children, and Naomi turns to me and asks, “Mom did you get the flatbread for the wraps?” “How silly of me, I forgot – and it was on the list…how could I have forgotten?” I berate myself. But my daughter immediately cuts me off, “Mom! You’re NOT silly! Don’t call yourself silly! You’re smart!” I stopped short, realizing that what I had so patiently and consistently taught my children, they were teaching me right back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God gave us what we spoke over ourselves – literally? That would be really scary in a lot of cases; you would agree with me that we would regret so many words we spoke if they literally happened before our very eyes. Take my example above for instance, what does silly mean? It means, ‘weak-minded or lacking good sense; stupid or foolish’. Did you know calling yourself silly and calling yourself foolish, meant the same thing? I bet you didn’t; you probably thought like I did, that silly was &lt;em&gt;milder&lt;/em&gt;. Well you thought wrong…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don’t you try this with me this week; watch &lt;em&gt;very carefully&lt;/em&gt; what you speak over your family, but more importantly over yourself and see how many times you catch yourself speaking negative words; when you do, speak the reverse immediately, like Naomi did over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eph 4:29 ‘Watch your talk! No bad words should be coming from your mouth. Say what is good. Your words should help others grow as Christians – NLV]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-1565493708482438678?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/1565493708482438678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=1565493708482438678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1565493708482438678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/1565493708482438678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/02/watch-what-you-say-literally.html' title='Watch What You Say – Literally!'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-7463378577657630312</id><published>2007-01-28T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:41:04.318-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Practising Faith</title><content type='html'>I'm right now on the home stretch of my Business Communication certificate program and I remember when I began in 2005.... Going back to school after exactly fifteen years of not being in a school environment was quite an experience, putting it mildly! I was terrified of failing, and even more terrified that I wouldn't understand what was being taught. But I also completely trusted that the Holy Spirit would help me to do it and I think that complete trust was what fuelled my continued sign up for each course each term, without taking the breaks that continuing education easily afforded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm glad that as I see the light at the end of the tunnel, I've actually enjoyed it and even gotten A's in the process too! Isn't that how we are with the unknown? Fearful in the beginning and wary of what we can't &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;...but that is something God calls faith; being sure of what we hope for but cannot see ahead of us, and trusting it will come to pass for our good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised us that He would never leave us nor forsake us and many a night as the kids slept and I did speech assignments, I would remind God of this word, just to get inspiration for a speech...it always worked. As I worried less (which has always been an easy &lt;em&gt;ministry&lt;/em&gt; for me) and trusted and rested more, I found myself getting the hang of it...this faith thing I mean. It takes practising on the little things like my speech assignments, to have faith for the big things, like His long-standing promises for my life eventually coming to pass. I believe our faith actually stretches and grows as we go through different experiences in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know the clincher that makes me determined to have faith in everything? Because I want to please God....(Hebrews 11:6) He loves to see our faith in action, it actually makes him proud of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-7463378577657630312?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/7463378577657630312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=7463378577657630312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7463378577657630312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7463378577657630312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/practising-faith.html' title='Practising Faith'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5445735189715153048</id><published>2007-01-20T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T11:59:17.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Do All in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RbJCAusV5-I/AAAAAAAAABI/INt6Xyl75zg/s1600-h/house_sm.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022149114772973538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RbJCAusV5-I/AAAAAAAAABI/INt6Xyl75zg/s200/house_sm.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I remember my first job in Toronto, it was a volunteer job to gain Canadian experience and I was working in a Catholic Aid agency that distributed materials to underprivileged women in Asia. The supervisor, Sister Abby, was very nice and took me as her younger sister when she discovered I had no relatives in the city. She had genuine love for the women in the countries we sent materials to, and would often call the sister agencies over there to inquire personally about a particular woman's welfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did all in love no matter the situation and I &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; once saw her lose her temper, even in situations I confess I would have lost mine. I really admired her long-suffering patience, but most of all the deep love you could see reflected in her countenance as she addressed different problems brought to her by the other Sisters in the agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny I had always believed this verse in I Corinthians 16:14, '&lt;em&gt;Let all you do be done in love',&lt;/em&gt; was hard to apply especially in situations where you were the &lt;em&gt;wronged party &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but as I watched Sister Abby, I realized that she disciplined her staff with such deep love and a ready smile, it made me almost ashamed of my past reactions to similar situations as I watched her....she &lt;em&gt;never &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;once scolded her staff in public. Rather, she would take that person into her office, close the door, and her voice would even go lower in volume as she spoke to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was brought up in a disciplined home and therefore believed that discipline was first and foremost the principal thing; but the Word says that &lt;em&gt;wisdom&lt;/em&gt; is the principal thing. So now I've learned in situations with the children that may require my discipline, to ask Jesus to fill my heart with His love before I take any action; it helps tremendously as I then see the &lt;em&gt;root need&lt;/em&gt; behind the action and address that first, before addressing the situation-which then is less important after the first step has been done.....it's a process worth trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5445735189715153048?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5445735189715153048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5445735189715153048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5445735189715153048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5445735189715153048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-all-in-love.html' title='Do All in Love'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RbJCAusV5-I/AAAAAAAAABI/INt6Xyl75zg/s72-c/house_sm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-6651930077397726902</id><published>2007-01-13T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:41:36.922-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fullness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Fullness of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my waiting&lt;br /&gt;has not been in vain&lt;br /&gt;a lot of praying&lt;br /&gt;and not without pain,&lt;br /&gt;hoping and trusting&lt;br /&gt;in Jesus my Lord&lt;br /&gt;watching and fasting&lt;br /&gt;while the enemy roared,&lt;br /&gt;now that I know&lt;br /&gt;the end is in sight&lt;br /&gt;soon it will show&lt;br /&gt;manifestations of light,&lt;br /&gt;when it comes forth&lt;br /&gt;it won't be sublime&lt;br /&gt;they will be birthed&lt;br /&gt;in the fullness of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JP copyright 2000&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/5701895215272582174-6651930077397726902?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/6651930077397726902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=6651930077397726902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6651930077397726902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6651930077397726902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/fullness-of-time.html' title='Fullness of Time'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5807107073044121339</id><published>2007-01-09T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T15:22:45.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Head'/><title type='text'>The Head Leads, the Body Follows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RaP1JifZM7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/mjxvWKm-Mpg/s1600-h/CA6DSNGX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018123954046972850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RaP1JifZM7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/mjxvWKm-Mpg/s200/CA6DSNGX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here’s a simple revelation I received while reading Colossians 1:18, of which the first part says: “He also is the Head of [His] body, the church”. So here I am looking at my body and realizing that my head has the sight (eyes), discernment (brain), and makes the major decisions which my body automatically obeys. So simple, wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applying that example to Christ and the Church…it just blows my mind what we can achieve as the ‘Body’ if we follow where our ‘Head’ is leading us. Try looking in one direction and walking in the opposite; exactly! Ouch! We actually &lt;em&gt;automatically&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;without thinking&lt;/em&gt; go in the direction where our eyes are looking at and our brain is thinking about heading, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel some days when I see the obvious path He wants me to take and I’m saying, “Lord, can’t I please take the other way?” But He’s leading me and urging me down that path and if I resist, I’ll be in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, I’ve once again decided to surrender to His will and go where he leads; amazing, I always think I've learnt how to surrender, until another &lt;em&gt;pull&lt;/em&gt; in the opposite direction occurs and I remember that surrendering is a continuous process I must do everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5807107073044121339?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5807107073044121339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5807107073044121339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5807107073044121339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5807107073044121339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/head-leads-body-follows.html' title='The Head Leads, the Body Follows'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RaP1JifZM7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/mjxvWKm-Mpg/s72-c/CA6DSNGX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-4191440690492432312</id><published>2007-01-05T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:45:07.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Watching the Waiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZ5CJyfZM5I/AAAAAAAAABI/7XyZPf2N9Ts/s1600-h/worshippic---13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016519770877014930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZ5CJyfZM5I/AAAAAAAAABI/7XyZPf2N9Ts/s200/worshippic---13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you ever watched a waiter at a restaurant? It is a very enduring task; the waiter assigned to your table has to always have his eyes in your direction for any sign you may give. Sometimes he anticipates your needs by refilling your water; they are always prepared to serve you in any way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess that's how we should be &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; on His promises. I have quite a few unfulfilled promises given to me by the Lord and &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; has been an expectant joy in the beginning, then as the months and years went by and the promises were unfulfilled, &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; became a task. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have to learn to be like the &lt;em&gt;waiter&lt;/em&gt; and fix my eyes on Him as I wait so that I'll see when the sign for the arrival of the promise is given....and even as I wait, I have to be prepared to serve Him in any way He asks of me, this actually makes the time of &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; seem to pass faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I think of Abraham waiting for the promise of Isaac for so many years, I know that &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; is top on the Father's list of disciplines for us to learn and grow in. But when I read the 9 chapters of his &lt;em&gt;waiting&lt;/em&gt; period in Genesis 12 to 20....that gives me strength also as I wait, knowing that despite my mistakes along the way, He sees my heart and at the right time will bring the promises to pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the next time you go to a restaurant, watch the waiter, you may learn a few more things about &lt;em&gt;waiting...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-4191440690492432312?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/4191440690492432312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=4191440690492432312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4191440690492432312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4191440690492432312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/watching-waiter.html' title='Watching the Waiter'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZ5CJyfZM5I/AAAAAAAAABI/7XyZPf2N9Ts/s72-c/worshippic---13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-6911878470431289529</id><published>2007-01-02T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:50:56.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZr9yZeoM0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xHuPv4b4-Jg/s1600-h/2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015600177305105218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZr9yZeoM0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xHuPv4b4-Jg/s200/2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- A year of visitations, glory, success, changes, covenant blessing, great harvest, increasing revelations, open doors, opportunities, release of the captives, shakings, holiness, wealth transfer, downpour, finishings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these and more have been prophesied by His servants all over the globe but I'd like to put it all in one phrase: 'A year to get right with God'. If you haven't yet purposed in your heart to leave behind the ever-present and always-tempting &lt;em&gt;cares of this world &lt;/em&gt;to follow Him with all your heart, soul and strength, then &lt;strong&gt;now is the time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run hard after God; take a break from the television, computer, or whatever the weakness that &lt;em&gt;doth so easily beset you, &lt;/em&gt;and invest your time this year seeking Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/5701895215272582174-6911878470431289529?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/6911878470431289529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=6911878470431289529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6911878470431289529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/6911878470431289529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-season.html' title='New Year, New Season'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZr9yZeoM0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xHuPv4b4-Jg/s72-c/2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-7475222041091211982</id><published>2006-12-26T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T10:55:51.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicycle'/><title type='text'>Bicycle Built for Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZFAFSiTx1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/x1hPpYAdVS0/s1600-h/Bicycle+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012858319859337042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZFAFSiTx1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/x1hPpYAdVS0/s200/Bicycle+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week was the first time ever, I saw a 'bicycle built for two'. I stared at the couple as they made their way along College street, close to my office and remembered the song my Mom used to sing when I was growing up where a proposal was being made by a gentleman to a lady, he had no carriage only a 'bicycle built for two'....&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;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But even as I laughed with joy determined to call my Mom and let her know that I'd finally seen a 'bicycle built for two&lt;em&gt;', &lt;/em&gt;the Holy Spirit whispered to me, &lt;em&gt;that's how I want to guide you; you stay on the back seat, while I sit up front and watch out for any obstacles.&lt;/em&gt; I thought, wow! If that wasn't a visual lesson in letting go and letting God I don't know what is! From now when I want &lt;em&gt;to take control&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;work everything out by my own strength, &lt;/em&gt;I'll remember the 'bicycle built for two' and visually see myself on the back seat and breathe deeply and let go!&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;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Funny how the lady at the back seat was pedalling as well, but I got the feeling that the major force to move forward came from the front rider. Doesn't that tell you something too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay blessed this Christmas season and as we go into the new year, remember to let Him be your guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had a wonderful Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-7475222041091211982?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/7475222041091211982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=7475222041091211982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7475222041091211982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7475222041091211982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/bicycle-built-for-two.html' title='Bicycle Built for Two'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_FPv_XukxSLY/RZFAFSiTx1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/x1hPpYAdVS0/s72-c/Bicycle+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-8611938066962046695</id><published>2006-12-21T06:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T07:10:38.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Season for Giving</title><content type='html'>What does Christmas mean to you? For me it has progressively changed from the excitement as a child, to the mad rush as a wife and mother...and now I'm so aware of the hurting this &lt;em&gt;joyous&lt;/em&gt; season. I'm surrounded by them in the church, in my workplace and everywhere I go. People who are alone, or who have hurtful memories this season, or who battle depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I tell? You can see it in their eyes; the gleam is missing, the smile is forced and the loneliness lies bare for all to see. I recently cleaned out my closet of stuff and took a long winter coat I had used 2 years ago that was still in good condition to &lt;em&gt;my friend&lt;/em&gt; who makes her home outside a large bookstore in downtown Toronto. Because I frequent this bookstore, I have chatted with her and eventually shared Christ with her, but that didn't make as much of an impact as when I gave her this coat. Her eyes welled up with tears and as we hugged I wished her a &lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas and the joy of the Lord as her strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, giving her that coat probably gave me more joy than she knew, and as I cried all the way back to my office, I knew that this is what Christmas is really all about - &lt;em&gt;GIVING.&lt;/em&gt; So give somebody your time, your stuff, your smile, your word of encouragement.....spread the joy this season. That &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; what Jesus would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful and giving-filled holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-8611938066962046695?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/8611938066962046695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=8611938066962046695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8611938066962046695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8611938066962046695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/season-for-giving.html' title='The Season for Giving'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5585443512505792900</id><published>2006-12-18T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:38:55.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Meditative Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I realized recently that I had never understood the real meaning of the word 'meditative' even when I thought I had. Meditative reading for me, meant thinking the Bible passages over in my head after reading and then trying to grasp the inner meaning....until recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two months ago, I attended an 'Encounter' weekend at church and everything changed. I found myself lingering over every word I read, gone was the underlying &lt;em&gt;rush&lt;/em&gt; to get through the passage, as if there was a prize for finishing a chapter or even a punishment for not finishing. Instead, a few verses a day was all it took to make me sit and &lt;em&gt;meditate&lt;/em&gt; on the depth of the verses and ask for more insight from the Spirit; which I often received, sometimes a few days later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Try it...sit still and read pleasurably and deeply, ignoring the thousand and one things shouting for your attention in your head. After a while you'll win the battle, and eventually the war - with greater insight and wisdom to show for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5585443512505792900?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5585443512505792900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5585443512505792900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5585443512505792900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5585443512505792900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/meditative-reading.html' title='Meditative Reading'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-8102990901112000419</id><published>2006-12-14T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:57:38.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Eleven Days to Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm writing this with a box of tissue by my side as I'm at home with a bad cold. We haven't yet had our first major snowfall here in Toronto, and Naomi my 10-year old daughter is already panicking that we won't have a "white Christmas"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I remember growing up in Lagos, we never had snow of course, and the Christmas season consisted of preparing to make the long drive down east to the village to visit with grandparents and extended family; or staying back in the then capital city with family and friends. It was as exciting as excitement was then, we had no computer games but a good game of &lt;em&gt;scrabble &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;monopoly &lt;/em&gt;was as good as it got!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dad would buy a goat and tie it up in the back of the house; we would continuously peer at the goat and oftentimes threatened to drag our frightened youngest brother, Oge, to the goat if he wouldn't give us some of the candy that Mom had given to him as her 'last born'.....ahhh! the good old days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course, my children have no clue what I'm rambling on about when I tell these stories and as for killing a goat you had as a &lt;em&gt;pet &lt;/em&gt;and eating &lt;em&gt;goat meat&lt;/em&gt; for Christmas, Naomi considers it inhuman and gross. So here I am, eleven days till Christmas, with a temperature outside of 9C, which is above seasonal, remembering when life was much simpler and easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-8102990901112000419?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/8102990901112000419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=8102990901112000419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8102990901112000419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/8102990901112000419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/eleven-days-to-christmas.html' title='Eleven Days to Christmas'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-7877002086067626930</id><published>2006-12-13T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:53:34.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God speaks'/><title type='text'>Different Ways God Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know there are some who believe God only speaks through His Word, but I'd like to share on some other ways He has spoken to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through trials and testings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In open eye visions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through symbols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Through licence plates &lt;em&gt;(yes, you read right!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll share a recent experience on the last example. I was returning from my Wednesday evening cell group meeting, wondering how Paul was doing in a particularly trying situation he had encountered on his visit to Lagos, and I suddenly looked up at the car in front of me to see the licence plate was "PK is OK"! PK are my husband's initials so that was a direct 'all is well' from my Father to me. Isn't He truly a multi-faceted Father? And He cares about each and every one of us in a very personal way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was not the first time I had seen a message on a licence plate, and now I begin to wonder if it was specially 'crafted' for my eyes only...maybe someone else driving beside me that evening would've seen a 'real' number...who knows? His ways are past finding out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This Christmas season and the new year 2007, expect God to show up on your behalf in 'normal' &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; supernatural ways, that's our covenant promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-7877002086067626930?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/7877002086067626930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=7877002086067626930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7877002086067626930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/7877002086067626930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/different-ways-god-speaks.html' title='Different Ways God Speaks'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-4167374474913891268</id><published>2006-12-11T06:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T06:42:06.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Treasure'/><title type='text'>Treasure in Common Clay Pots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most times we don't see the treasure in us and even worse, we hardly see the treasure in others. But the Word says we have this treasure in common clay pots (2 Corinthians 4:7) we just have to go treasure-hunting to find it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember when you did those fun treasure hunts as a little child? Well it's the same principle, but the clues are in the everyday temptations we face in which the Spirit helps us as promised and at the end of the experience we realize what He has been trying to teach us or expose in us, so the &lt;em&gt;treasure in us&lt;/em&gt; can shine through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's much like diamonds - they reached the surface of the earth by volcanic activity over 100 million years ago! Wow! Lord expose the diamonds in us as we go through the different volcanic activities in our lives, to show that the power is from you and not from us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-4167374474913891268?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/4167374474913891268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=4167374474913891268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4167374474913891268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/4167374474913891268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/treasure-in-common-clay-pots.html' title='Treasure in Common Clay Pots'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-9005592011995467657</id><published>2006-12-09T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T20:54:40.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His presence is near,&lt;br /&gt;here,&lt;br /&gt;beside me clearly&lt;br /&gt;on my knees,&lt;br /&gt;I see His awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;in the reverence of prayer,&lt;br /&gt;I touch His beauty&lt;br /&gt;in the purity of praise,&lt;br /&gt;I behold His majesty&lt;br /&gt;and nothing prepares me&lt;br /&gt;for the fullness of His grace,&lt;br /&gt;face to face....&lt;br /&gt;in worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JP copyright 1995&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-9005592011995467657?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/9005592011995467657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=9005592011995467657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/9005592011995467657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/9005592011995467657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/poem-worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5303277120101730970</id><published>2006-12-08T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:06:13.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck on a passage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever been stuck on a bible passage for months? Well I've been stuck on I Corinthians 2 for over a year now! Funny how each time I tried to move to another place the Holy Spirit kept drawing me back to that chapter; eventually I stopped resisting and settled in there for the long haul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It started out being just another chapter on the wisdom of God to me, but over the past year and a half, I have dug deep and mined some nuggets of revelation out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just goes to show, if we hang in there like a dog with a bone, we will get the gold from the river. Persistence is one of the keys to faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5303277120101730970?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5303277120101730970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5303277120101730970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5303277120101730970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5303277120101730970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/stuck-on-passage.html' title='Stuck on a passage'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701895215272582174.post-5423580628539479047</id><published>2006-12-07T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T17:06:36.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>Land of Moriah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've finally taken the plunge and created a blog...a big plunge for me because though I love to write, I've never written for the world, so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I chose the name 'Land of Moriah' because that is a land we find ourselves in time and time again when we have to lay down and sacrifice our all at His feet, like Abraham was willing to do for the deep love he had for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's essentially what this blog is all about: the deep love I have for Jesus my Lord and sharing my experiences in life, my walk, my faith (or lack thereof!) and my passion for more of Him! I hope you enjoy the journey with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5701895215272582174-5423580628539479047?l=landofmoriah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/feeds/5423580628539479047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701895215272582174&amp;postID=5423580628539479047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5423580628539479047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701895215272582174/posts/default/5423580628539479047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landofmoriah.blogspot.com/2006/12/land-of-moriah.html' title='Land of Moriah'/><author><name>Juliet Paul-Kamanu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18294738342792920551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
