<?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-2157299288637318166</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:19:34.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Faith</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is to express my opinions and how I live my life... by simple faith, and what a better way to glorify God then to share His glory to the entire world. Take a look and feel free to comment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6685332864782877802</id><published>2011-05-10T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T12:58:29.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;What to do in the pressure of life when everything &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; to fall apart all at once...&lt;br /&gt;1. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is probably the hardest thing to do. By nature, we are bumbling idiots and speak &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; what we feel or negatively presume is going to take place in the future. I have heard of some wonderful faith people, quite prominent by today's standards, literally rolling in the floor to keep their minds clear and mouths shut from speaking the very obvious in the natural. Guess what... miracles happened for these people. No, not fortunate events, or something that was going to happen anyway, miracles. What if the Bible were really true? What if when the Author wrote "Death and Life are in the power of the tongue" really meant that? I guess we could measure that by looking around some time. I need to measure each word and ask myself, do I really want that to happen? I probably talk a lot less than I used to.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sit down.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when things happen that appear to be catastrophic (I say that because as short sighted humans we think that tings are inevitable and beyond, or too difficult, to change. The truth is if it changed for the bad one way, then why can't it change for the good another way just as easily?) we run around like chickens with our heads cut off? We are determined to fix the problem, find the answer ourselves, or worry it to death, or wear ourselves out trying. It's a good idea when the car breaks to consult the owner's manual and a qualified mechanic... Those that wait on the Lord will renew their strength. Pressures will come to make you decide A or B!! A or B!!! Pick! Hurry up!!! but I am pretty certain that God has plans C, D, E, F... He did create everything and is currently maintaining it after all. &lt;br /&gt;3. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Peculiar thing about giving thanks. It somehow changes the heart and makes you feel better inside during times of distress. How? Don't know. Maybe it has something to do with focusing on something or somebody else that relieves the tensions in the human heart. I do know that the selfish people are the most miserable. Interestingly enough 'the manual' also has much o say about that too. "Thanks be to God which always causes me to triumph through our Lord Jesus Christ" and "Thanks be to God which always gives us the victory" and "Thanks be to God for His unspeakable gift (speaking of His grace)". Notice that it's the thanksgiving that causes the breakthrough... Interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all mental notes for me. If you out there find relief in it, I am happy to be of assistance! :) Just make sure and do it rather than saying, "Boy, that's good" and then complaining... ;) That's what I'm still practicing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6685332864782877802?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6685332864782877802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6685332864782877802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6685332864782877802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6685332864782877802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2011/05/thanks.html' title='Thanks...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3410223502232811135</id><published>2011-03-19T11:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:16:40.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This morning while praying/studying, this word came to me from the Lord. He told me to publish it, post it, and send it everywhere that I can.&amp;nbsp;Don't believe it as coming from me but as a Word from God (Joel 2:28). So in obedience to that, here it is. "Healing, salvation, the Word, the Kingdom of God are not hard, mysterious, or superspirtitual. In fact, most of the time it's so easy, so simple, so obvious it's trampled on because of simplicity. My burden is light and My yoke is easy. If I poured it all out, gave My all to give it, why then would&amp;nbsp;I hide it, or make it impossible to achieve or receive? That is devilish thinking. I'm hiding nothing from you. the darkness you've allowed place (in you) blinds you, shields your eyes, darkens your heart and understanding to My light, wisdom, and ways. I'm not hiding anything! If you give place to Me, you'll see! I love you more than anything else in creation. It's My will and deepest desire to see you whole, wealthy, living the good life I have intended for you from the beginning in the garden of Blessing. You are My creation, not satans, and to prefer him over Me breaks My heart. Will you forfeit Me for yourself or a lust of your flesh? Why?! When I can deliver to you all the desires of your heart perfectly?! Give Me place and kick out satan. Behold I knock at the door, if you'll listen and let Me in, I'll save you, I'll heal you, I'll fulfill you in every way. I am jealous for My people, and the days of darkness are numbered now. My jealousy for them burns now and will soon be released into the earth upon those that hinder Me and them. Give Me place, and I'll give you a place, your rightful place here with Me and nothing by any means will harm you and your days will be spent with Me entirely, eternally. Give Me place."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3410223502232811135?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3410223502232811135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3410223502232811135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3410223502232811135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3410223502232811135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2011/03/give-me-place.html' title='Give Me Place'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5154812469968837883</id><published>2010-03-23T19:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:31:00.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blogs.</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been a year or two since I blogged last (not really), but as I finally got a moment to look at everybody &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't feel so bad cause &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everbody&lt;/span&gt; else is just slacking too. I think that is a good thing, however, because that means we are all being very productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the move has been made without a whole lot of explanation or reason we up and move to Springfield, MO. What the... well, to be honest I knew we would not be in Texas long, it was a faith move for us that released us from an immense amount of debt and bondage that we were not supposed to have. It is good to sit here at my kitchen table and breathe the cool spring air, watching the sun go down and enjoying our family, home, and even the old black dog. Kids are laughing and playing outside, and life is good and Blessed. We are on a new plane now, I know it by the spirit, and enormous things are coming that I have been waiting and patiently waiting for in faith. I really believe that the Body is about to be ushered into a whole new thing. Two praise songs and three worship songs, followed by the announcements and all the rest is about to be traded in for extreme church. I really believe that the Holy Spirit is going to manifest Himself in a mightier way that we are unfamiliar with. I am ready. I want to run my race. There is such a limited amount of time on this earth, and we will never be here again. This life in so many ways is shorter than we know, and we will never have the opportunity to serve God in faith like this again. I'll be in heaven one day and all of this won't matter anymore, except for the speech that Jesus gave the day everything was wrapped up. When He recognizes me and you for our valiant service and the things that we did right for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kingom's&lt;/span&gt; and His sake. The time when He recognizes my name before many because I stood for His on this earth before people in the world, and He calls me His friend before billions of people. How can we thank Him adequately for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; thinking me into existence, saving me, and keeping me throughout earth and eternity? Maybe an ice cream cone? But then, it would be His ice cream... and His cone... made out of His stuff. No, just Love, I reckon. Just Love. Well, perhaps I will poke my friends and family to post on their blogs so I can secretly know what everybody else is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigos! Te &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Quiero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mucho&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5154812469968837883?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5154812469968837883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5154812469968837883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5154812469968837883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5154812469968837883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogs.html' title='blogs.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-327783647432944875</id><published>2009-12-10T19:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T19:31:17.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parade!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgqfLuGwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JMKp5ygqJ9o/s1600-h/292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784878861654786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgqfLuGwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JMKp5ygqJ9o/s320/292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpxt8QmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/GiDcdoH1Wpk/s1600-h/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784866657157730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpxt8QmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/GiDcdoH1Wpk/s320/289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpg64UzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/pqw2Zy20ecw/s1600-h/282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784862148023090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpg64UzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/pqw2Zy20ecw/s320/282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpMGI2zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RjOfMqwQvTQ/s1600-h/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784856558099250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgpMGI2zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/RjOfMqwQvTQ/s320/280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgoxgRkgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7Lag53Z3Mn4/s1600-h/279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413784849419964930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgoxgRkgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/7Lag53Z3Mn4/s320/279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the family and I enjoyed our first big city parade in Dallas! It was cool! Here are the details... I couldn't put them all on however, so maybe more later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-327783647432944875?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/327783647432944875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=327783647432944875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/327783647432944875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/327783647432944875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-parade.html' title='Christmas Parade!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SyGgqfLuGwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/JMKp5ygqJ9o/s72-c/292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-672074980590727135</id><published>2009-11-26T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:58:40.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfullness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This morning when in my prayer time I was instructed to read Isaiah 40:2, which reads; "I, the LORD, have called you in righteousness;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I will take hold of your hand. I will keep you and will make you to be a covenant for the people and a light for the Gentiles,  7 to open eyes that are blind, to free captives from prison and to release from the dungeon those who sit in darkness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  8 "I am the LORD; that is my name! I will not give my glory to another or my praise to idols. 9 See, the former things have taken place, and new things I declare; before they spring into being I announce them to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here thinking and praying about all the things that God has done for me, and the places that He delivered me out of, my heart burns for those that are sitiing today in the same place that I was years ago. Abba Father literally took me by the hand and led me out of a dungeon of fear, inferiority, and loneliness; abandoned by family, no friends, and full of bitterness and anger. I was sitting in the darkest prison, wallowing around in the cess pool of oppresion and death. Harsh? Yah, I know, I was there. I know He showed me this today to declare His goodness to me, and all those around me that are sitting in the once empty dungeon that I used to occupy. I am so thankful to God for loving me. Taking me out of death and translating me into the kingdom of the Son of His love. Col. 1: 12-14. I am thankful to be free. I am thankful to have enjoyed this marvelous holiday with my family. I could not have chosen a better wife, or chidren to love and share this freedom with. I also think and pray for those that are bound up today, that need that freedom that I have, and it is a sobering prayer. It is wonderful to worship the Lord in His liberty, and I do everyday for it is a right thing to do, but I also pray for those that have not found it yet.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for wholeness. Thank God for the church. Thank God for sending Jesus, His dearest possesion for us, so that we may enjoy His freedom now. I hope that Thanksgiving is just a prelude to Christmas, and that a prelude to Resurrection Sunday. I pray that beyond the football games and feasting that we all remember the Messiah, for it is He that has led us out by the hand, and made us a light to the gentiles to set the captive free. And after I have sat down and feasted on the best meal that I have ever had, thanks to my wonderful wife and her fabulous talent of cooking, I am reminded of the feast of prosperity and wholeness that the Master has given us. Thank you Daddy God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-672074980590727135?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/672074980590727135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=672074980590727135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/672074980590727135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/672074980590727135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfullness.html' title='Thankfullness'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2757409543977360792</id><published>2009-11-06T20:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:23:57.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How about Separation instead of Assimilation?</title><content type='html'>Recently I have had the witness inside that separation is in order. In the last days we are supposed to become more and more sanctified, but it seems as if the church is becoming more and more assimilated, or tolerant and even supportive of the world's views and practices. The Scripture says narrow is the gate and broad is the way that leads to destruction. I see every day ignorance that turns into destruction and there is nothing that I can do about it. I minister daily to people that are in the very midst of destruction, and with a devilish pride and resilience they hold on to the religious foolishness of man and fight for their lives in a whirlwind of destruction resisting the freedom that is too easy to receive. I ministered daily to a woman going through breast cancer giving precise detailed instruction from the Word by the leading of the Holy Spirit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; to this day she still argues God "allowed" it (or in other words gave it to her). But then as a quiet fly on the wall,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I heard all of the prejudice, hatred and foolishness come out of her mouth, and any further ministry short of praying for her was as pearls before the swine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are to offer our bodies to God as &lt;em&gt;our reasonable sacrifice&lt;/em&gt;. Reasonable. Even God suggests that our separation is reasonable. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to say that I have known more Christian people this year take part in the dreaded Halloween holiday, citing that it is just for kids. We cannot be fooled any longer, any agreement with the enemy will spell destruction. ( I also must say that here in Ft. Worth I was happily surprised with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; turn out for Christian alternative events) To be separate means to literally be cut off from a certain group or activity. That sounds a lot like translated from the kingdom of darkness to the kingdom of the Son of His Love. There is a clear distinction, there must be now. I wondered how the very elect would be defeated and deceived by the enemy, it is a little word I call tolerance. What are you tolerating today? Just a little fear, or perhaps a little selfishness, or maybe a little addiction to something so menial that it isn't really an addiction. A little testimony of my own, since we moved we kept the satellite off, and since then I have grown dramatically closer to the Lord and don't even miss it. I guess tolerating a little lack is okay, especially since the world is in a recession...&lt;br /&gt;We have such a greater covenant than the world. The covenant shared with the devil may be filled with the lusts of this world and feel good for a time, but the true pleasures and emotions, and love Divinely appointed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;from t&lt;/span&gt;he Father of Lights is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;incomparable&lt;/span&gt; there are no words to describe it. We must live post resurrection, it has all been fulfilled, and all has been fully supplied to us in Christ. I had the Spirit say to me a while back, 'the hardest thing that I will ever ask you to do is act on your faith'. Our part is to take the word and act out on faith. Here's the good part. It isn't our Word, it isn't our faith, and it has nothing to do with how goody goody we've been. We simply take the promise, put it into our mouth and believe Him.&lt;br /&gt;How is it that the Creator can say I love you, and I will never leave you, then two people can tell you of some horrible thing and instantly you are tempted to question what the Lord has said. Or God says you are rich in Me, take it, and someone starts to talk about the economy in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;worldy&lt;/span&gt; practical way and all the sudden God's Word is in jeopardy. Honestly folks, the three trillion voices in the world could disagree with the one voice of God, and His will always be right. I have been labeled an 'extreme' Christian, but I trust God. I believe what He said, He is also well able to perform it. That's why even when no immediate change came after praying in front of a group of people, you will never see me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; of intimidated, the problem wasn't God my friend. Dare to separate. Dare to be different. Your very life may depend on it. You will love the life it produces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2757409543977360792?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2757409543977360792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2757409543977360792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2757409543977360792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2757409543977360792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-about-separation-instead-of.html' title='How about Separation instead of Assimilation?'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8315831711439902541</id><published>2009-10-31T15:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:39:17.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of an Era</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Suyfnaz0TUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Dzmpl3sRjjc/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398865552870755650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Suyfnaz0TUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Dzmpl3sRjjc/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SuyfnJGyN7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ts257ZdWjb0/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398865548118472626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SuyfnJGyN7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ts257ZdWjb0/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SuyfKt83ElI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iKp7mK-9ytI/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398865059792753234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SuyfKt83ElI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iKp7mK-9ytI/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, it's an end of an era... the time has come and somewhat reluctantly, we finally traded in one of our family members. Yes, our old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GMC&lt;/span&gt; truck has finally been put to rest. We have had that truck since before we were married and have had some good and life altering moments in that truck, it will be missed. Think that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; corny do you? Well, maybe it is, but it's like Fluffy being around for 20 years, you get used to her quirks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;up's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;down's&lt;/span&gt;, and when she finally gets eaten by the neighbor's rottweiler, hey, you miss her. Same thing here, I guess. We as humans tend to relate happenings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt; things of our lives to inanimate objects, that are otherwise just tools to get us where we need to go. Well, I choose to honor the things that have served me well, so I make a tribute to the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;GMC&lt;/span&gt; in this post (with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of our last moments together). I have to give God glory for the whole thing, however, (being the radical Christian that I am)I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;plead&lt;/span&gt; the Blood of Jesus over that truck for at least 8 years and when the manager drove it as a trade in (all 264,000 miles of it)he came in astonished at the quality of it. He shook my hand and bragged on it for quite some time, of course I just smile and know it has been the Blessing of the Lord on all of our stuff. Naturally, we got an awesome deal on the new auto, and everything that we didn't know that we wanted in it, God knows our every desire altogether and supplies abundantly above and beyond all that we can ask or think... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So here's to you, our old friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8315831711439902541?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8315831711439902541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8315831711439902541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8315831711439902541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8315831711439902541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/end-of-era.html' title='The End of an Era'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Suyfnaz0TUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Dzmpl3sRjjc/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-849642663844761897</id><published>2009-10-22T19:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:50:37.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian or... not...</title><content type='html'>Well as the world prepares for the beloved pagan holiday of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;halloween&lt;/span&gt;, I had this surprising thought today, it goes kind of like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would any religious organization that believes in good and evil, bad and good, serve a God 364 days a year, battling an enemy that is after your very soul to make sure that you will be forever parted from the God of Love and mercy that you claim to love and serve;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ONE day a year, put down your armor, your sword and shield, the Glory of God, the righteousness that took an amazing amount of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;, faith and Love to pull off, just so you could go and be with Perfect Love Himself and live a victorious life here on this earth, and dress your self up and your children as the very enemy that is spending every waking moment to see to your demise and death? Why do Christian people have haunted houses and scare houses in their sanctuaries? Where the Most High God is expected to grace every service? Why do Christian people take part in worshipping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt;, and celebrating one day a year in his honor? Does he deserve it? After all God has been pretty tough on him right, and you yourself has been ragging him, defeating him at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a strange thought. I have never seen a Muslim take a day off the rigorous routine and celebrate Jesus' triumphant resurrection with us... holding hands and singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kumbaya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen Buddhists take a day off and wipe off their spots from their foreheads and throw the ole robes down and go hang out with Harry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Krishna&lt;/span&gt; fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to see the Jews take a day off and build another golden calf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me again why do Christians celebrate their sworn enemies with costumes, devilish movies, and FEAR ? Huh... Christian or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that may offend many people, I have recently heard, "oh, it's just fun", and, "there's no harm in letting the kiddies get candy", and my personal favorite, " the holidays are for the kids, let them have their fun". Certainly dear, let's dress the children up like the foul stinking spirit we cast out of that guy last Friday and let them have their fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word really... INSANE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-849642663844761897?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/849642663844761897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=849642663844761897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/849642663844761897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/849642663844761897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/christian-or-not.html' title='Christian or... not...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7859717725823357906</id><published>2009-10-11T16:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:16:23.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The old man</title><content type='html'>I'll tell you what, being in Texas again listening to some of my old Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LeDeoux&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt;, seeing all the cowboy hats, steers, and visiting the Ft. Worth Stockyards sure does take me back to the old days of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; man. I don't mean that I am thinking of the sinning, and junk we did, just the things that remind me of where I've been and where I came from. I'm not sure why, but the smell of cow poop reminds me of the many lessons, character, and how to be a gentleman that was imparted into me at a young age. I have had more Christian folks ask me how is it that you are able to believe God so strong and so easy? Well,being here helps to remind me by jogging my memory to how we were taught you &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;give up. I guess after you've seen a guy get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pummelled&lt;/span&gt; for not keeping his word, you tend to take it a little more serious. The matter of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stickit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tiveness&lt;/span&gt;. (New word) There is something special about the place you grew up, and I believe that I am blessed to have been born in this place, learned what I learned, rode all the horses and bulls, learned to work, and sweat, and never give up. Apparently wherever I go I'll have that Lone Star stamped somewhere deep inside, and now it's permanent since I have been sealed by the Holy Spirit. I have to say if the Lord is ready to take me to another place, I can go happy after being here again, even if it's just been for a short time. I am thankful to be who I am, especially now that I am created in Christ and can enjoy the positives of the past and what He holds for the future. But for the very near future you can look for me in heaven with my darling wife and family in a great big Texas shaped plot of heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7859717725823357906?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7859717725823357906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7859717725823357906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7859717725823357906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7859717725823357906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-man.html' title='The old man'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4564181049737796834</id><published>2009-10-10T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:00:00.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin at B&amp;N</title><content type='html'>Thankfully my writing classes are all over with, for now, so I have much more time to post some intensely funny, intelligent, though provoking and moving posts. All I have to do now is think of some. On the other hand, I am getting ready to hear Ms. Kate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McVeigh&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow at church, hopefully she will not remember the incident at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LWRV&lt;/span&gt; where all of us over anxious ushers stormed the front, apparently getting all up in her 'space'. It should be good times though, for sure. It is really cool being in 'the big city', but not as cracked up as people would think. There are a lot of opportunities here, but for the most part it is just a commercialized cow town with a lot of landscape trucks. I am looking forward to coming back to AR and seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jurn&lt;/span&gt;, and her little friend Joel, and the rest of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;. Our adventure has taken some interesting tolls, but the growth of our faith has been the most satisfying part of the whole thing. I kinda feel like Abraham leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pook&lt;/span&gt; and Them to go where God reveals, I wonder what's next? I am really getting the taste for travelling, though. I get the urge every time I see an airplane overhead to hop on board and go... anywhere. Well, I will think of some motivating, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt;, and other posts to write later, so Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4564181049737796834?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4564181049737796834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4564181049737796834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4564181049737796834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4564181049737796834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/hangin-at-b.html' title='Hangin at B&amp;N'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8304467807210559265</id><published>2009-10-03T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:22:28.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my new favorite song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bL0nDrEYDnk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bL0nDrEYDnk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari Jobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation song&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8304467807210559265?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8304467807210559265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8304467807210559265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8304467807210559265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8304467807210559265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-new-favorite-song.html' title='my new favorite song.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5590512772131396768</id><published>2009-10-03T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:12:47.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>slow bloggin</title><content type='html'>Well, I think it is official, I don;t have time to blog anymore. Sad, but true. I just finished two essays that are due tomorrow that had to be over 2,ooo words long and about things that I should have been paying attention to. Thank heavens the writing portion is over for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have recently purused my friend's blogs, and to my surprise there was a post dedicated to us! I really enjoy that because the other churchs that we have been led out of 'life long' friendships suddenly came to an ubrupt halt. I think it is the out of sight out of mind law. If I can't see you... who are you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased to know that there are people at LWRV in Alma that still think about us and miss us, probably my wonderful wit and sense of humor, I was hoping that it would be that way. I do miss seeing Mr. Chad at the door, Phillip at the sound booth, Ms. Angela's praise and worship, and the wonderfull kids that are probably driving by now. Every now and again I can still hear Ms. Mona's laugh in my ears... I do miss you all. Our church here is wonderful, but it is nice to be known by someone other that the darling person who brung you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we will be enjoying another change in the near future, this will be soon released, and no it's not a bun in the oven. That's what everybody thinks of right off the bat. Though it would be neat to see what a strapping young lad would look like with Myrna's beauty and my gigantic brain... but let's not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, however, noticed that PK is slouching on his blogging endeavors as well, so I think I will issue a suck it up challenge. Blogs are to be blogged on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5590512772131396768?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5590512772131396768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5590512772131396768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5590512772131396768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5590512772131396768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/slow-bloggin.html' title='slow bloggin'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7599453399084368938</id><published>2009-08-07T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:25:43.722-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Faith Pick-Me-Up.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to give glory to God, but I have run out of people to tell. So I think that I will tell those who still subscribe to my little blog page. I want to let you know, we have fought like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; mother to come to our wealthy place here in Texas. Without too much going on about it, Pastor George came with a word from God about Supernatural Provision. A Word from God in a timely season is priceless. We did not have food money left, we did not have gas money left, we did not know how we were going to pay the hotel bill (since we did not have a permanent address and no pay check yet (which is another story all together). So, we decided to act on the Word and sow our last five dollars. Since then money had trickled in because God is faithful to us. But, last night as we were sitting at the Southwest Believer's Convention during a rousing message by Brother Jerry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Savelle&lt;/span&gt;, a man in front of me jumped to his feet, reached in his pocket, turned around and stuffed a wad of money in my lap! I immediately took myself up to the front and gave God a significant seed. Later in the truck we counted the money and it totalled 500 dollars, exactly 100 fold of what we sowed by faith. It payed for everything we needed and set us up on schedule. Praise God! I just realized that was more than my first paycheck! Sowing for a living is much easier... and there's so much more, a miraculous job, etc. Glory be to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the part where I preach at you. There are those of you out there that God has told you to sow into a person, and you did not do it. There are people out there that God has told you to sow an automobile, and you did not do it. I want to tell you that your sowing has nothing to do with you... ever. You think you need to make money off that car, so you would rather sell it than to obey God. Look, there is a scripture in II Corinthians 9:10 that says He ministers seed to the sower and ministers bread for you to eat, multiplies your seed sown, and increases the fruits of your righteousness. Notice that He does not PROVIDE these things, He ministers these things. How does He minister them? By His Ministers! We are His ministers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are obedient to sow and give, we are stopping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;another's&lt;/span&gt; suffering. Immediately. Can you live with knowing that when you do not sow when God tells you to, you are prolonging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; unnecessary suffering. For another thing, you are hindering another person's faith. They are believing with everything in them that God will do what God said He will do. I once believed God years ago for a 100 fold harvest off of 10 dollars. God spoke to a man to sow his entire tax return to me. He did not do it. It frustrated my faith, and nobody ever responded to God at that time. Later, the man came to me and told me the situation and repented. That made me feel better and I rejoiced in God, but it was not His best. For the third thing,you are making God look as though He does not honor His Word. Who are His ministers? Will you look to your own need, and honor yourself? Or will you be His Ambassadors? Will you stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; suffering or not? He will meet the need somehow, but let Him honor you too, and grow somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that after all we have gone through with little to no help (for God really, because He has alwas taken care of us), we are millionaires and will make sure that other people who are obeying God will never have to travel the hardness of the road we have walked. Certainly we are to live by faith, and we do not depend on man to satisfy the need. God IS our source, but be His hands, be His feet, be His mouth, be His Distribution Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got. May God Richly Bless You In All Things, and I will update with more praise reports as they come. Glory Be To God!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS A little disclaimer to those who have sowed into us (you know who you are), we love you and thank you for your obedience, the anointing of prosperity is on me, so get ready...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7599453399084368938?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7599453399084368938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7599453399084368938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7599453399084368938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7599453399084368938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-faith-pick-me-up.html' title='A Little Faith Pick-Me-Up.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5665394528378904525</id><published>2009-07-24T21:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:33:28.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a praise-a-thon!</title><content type='html'>Hello all, a little post to praise God for all that He is doing! We recently went to Ft. Worth and after a little jerking around, we stood on a scripture the Lord showed us and God miraculously MADE a job out of nowhere, and they really need me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed a witness Friday and came back to the Arkansas, curious what He wants to do. We have already spoke with some people that in the past were really religousized and closed to the truth of the Word, but we spoke for at least an hour abou the Word and the power of our words. Daddy God is doing an awesome work in these last days, we ought to never think that we aren't making a difference. Seed is seed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else does He want to do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5665394528378904525?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5665394528378904525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5665394528378904525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5665394528378904525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5665394528378904525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-praise-thon.html' title='It&apos;s a praise-a-thon!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8743319299242167317</id><published>2009-07-21T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:38:29.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Reader's...</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are in Ft. Worth, Texas. This is my first post since the transition. It has been a ride! What a faith challenge it has been, and still is! Spider bites, allergic reactions, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oye&lt;/span&gt;... but we will not be stopped, we will not be deterred. After all when God tells you to do something, who is going to stop you, besides yourself? I have to laugh, however, I was telling Myrna what a life's witness we are going to have to tell! Our lives are literally a faith adventure every single day, makes me laugh...after the fact usually. I have heard of stories of prominent ministers literally rolling in the floor shouting out scriptures to stay in faith, I am coming close to relating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only major complaint that I have here is that there are no street signs... at all. So I have been ALL over Dallas and Ft. Worth, whether I wanted to or not. Our little dog has turned into an air conditioned lush and Myrna and I are about to get hotel-cabin fever! Ready for that little house in the country. My newest favorite fast food joint is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whattaburger&lt;/span&gt; totally for their new tropical smoothies, they will make you slap your grandma!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for those praying and believing with us, we thank you and love you! Keep on standing with us, it won't be long now! Adios all, we'll see you in a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8743319299242167317?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8743319299242167317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8743319299242167317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8743319299242167317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8743319299242167317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-readers.html' title='Dear Reader&apos;s...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4691652737342213993</id><published>2009-06-02T14:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:27:31.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words... Very Interesting.</title><content type='html'>So I went to the doctor's office yesterday, and in the midst of the conversation with the nurse as she was asking me about vaccinations and what not, I asked her about the flu shot and herpes shots. Boy was I surprised at her answer! She told me that what they injected was not a living virus and that it did not by any means cause them to be sick after the injection. If a person became sick after the fact it was because there was something already on them. She said that something hatched after the fact or that it was completely psychological! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... something that somebody says or something that somebody would think about all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that was cool coming from an individual that believes that medicine is the only way, some how linking it to the power of thought and words! I have known so many people that would say, " I always get the flu after one of those shots!" and they always would. Funny how many people still refuse to accept that we have responsibility for most of the stuff that happens to us just by what we say. Something to think about anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4691652737342213993?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4691652737342213993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4691652737342213993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4691652737342213993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4691652737342213993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/06/words-very-interesting.html' title='Words... Very Interesting.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1414876809958705534</id><published>2009-05-28T22:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:38:25.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Texas post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YIc3_59I/AAAAAAAAAOs/G1inGgiZI-s/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341084585297962962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YIc3_59I/AAAAAAAAAOs/G1inGgiZI-s/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YIEeafcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pyt2zKQ9Wyc/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341084578748202434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YIEeafcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/pyt2zKQ9Wyc/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YH8eMJoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/djOEyOPiAYY/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341084576599778946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YH8eMJoI/AAAAAAAAAOc/djOEyOPiAYY/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The above I thought was definitely worth posting... someone finally made a way to develop it and sell it! No wonder they have all the chili cook offs there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YHvMAHgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tIADHkZYl8k/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341084573033831938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YHvMAHgI/AAAAAAAAAOU/tIADHkZYl8k/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well as promised I will post about the things I love about Texas, and since some are pictures I'll just poke them in from time to time. I guess I have to first of all say that if you've ever met any Texan that has been removed for whatever reason, no matter how long removed, they still have a huge case of pride for the state. And through my own experience you just can't understand it unless you're from there. It's kind of a 'oneness' between the people and the land. Like Moses to the Promised Land, like David to Jerusalem, Paul to Damascus... etc. So that's about all I know to say about it, Texas is more than a country sized piece of land it's the people that are there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1414876809958705534?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1414876809958705534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1414876809958705534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1414876809958705534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1414876809958705534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-texas-post.html' title='My Texas post'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sh9YIc3_59I/AAAAAAAAAOs/G1inGgiZI-s/s72-c/057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6158101421548675353</id><published>2009-05-20T16:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:14:16.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Blog.</title><content type='html'>That's right, I'm finally coming out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyber&lt;/span&gt;-blog hole of seclusion. Truth of the matter is I've just been entirely too busy. But now I have found the time to slap a few words out right before I go to an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had several new ideas for a post;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;abridged&lt;/span&gt; dictionary of Arkansan words&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The words and-or phrases that absolutely tick me off&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mutterings&lt;/span&gt; and senseless rambles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And since it's been so long I want you, yes you, to pick the topic. (I should get about 1 solid response) and if not, whatever, I'll pick one out myself. We'll see who the die-hard Simple Faith people really are. I better hurry though, we will be going to the 'Homeland' of Texas this weekend to camp and wash ourselves of the Arkansas road in cool refreshing waters. And don't get bent out of shape, we will eventually miss it here and come back... So Adios Amigos and have a Blessed Wednesday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6158101421548675353?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6158101421548675353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6158101421548675353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6158101421548675353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6158101421548675353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time No Blog.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3331673627220605064</id><published>2009-04-20T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:40:20.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Mark and Trina Hankins are my friends... hahaha...&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/2157299288637318166-3331673627220605064?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3331673627220605064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3331673627220605064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3331673627220605064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3331673627220605064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/mark-and-trina-hankins-are-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4975124336809269298</id><published>2009-04-13T18:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:20:36.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of America a new fire</title><content type='html'>Wow, think our kids can't flow with God or pour out the Spirit? Listen to this, and if it doesn't light your fire your wood's wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fireonthealtar.com/compilations/A%20New%20Generation%20of%20Children%20in%20America.mp3"&gt;http://www.fireonthealtar.com/compilations/A%20New%20Generation%20of%20Children%20in%20America.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4975124336809269298?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4975124336809269298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4975124336809269298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4975124336809269298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4975124336809269298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/children-of-america-new-fire.html' title='Children of America a new fire'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2470885672614958508</id><published>2009-04-06T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:49:23.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Provoked.</title><content type='html'>PS keeps provoking me to post more about Light. I just had to post this one because it rose up in my spirit tonight. It's cool how God uses natural things to show us about the kingdom. He brought to my attention about how reflectors work in the electronic realm and probably all others as well. We think that Light just reflects or bounces off an object but in fact it is actually ABSORBED by the object due to it's molecular structure and then is EMITTED or sent out from itself. Oh my... we are truly reflectors of the Glory! :) ( By the way that's the way a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;photosensor&lt;/span&gt; works, cool huh.) We collect God's Glory and then we Emit it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;t again&lt;/span&gt; into the world. Praise God!!! I just had to share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2470885672614958508?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2470885672614958508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2470885672614958508' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2470885672614958508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2470885672614958508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/provoked.html' title='Provoked.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4972707156052281053</id><published>2009-04-04T12:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:16:14.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SdejQWKaisI/AAAAAAAAANs/OYzRA9Xh9I0/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320900985984027330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SdejQWKaisI/AAAAAAAAANs/OYzRA9Xh9I0/s400/sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I woke up this morning at 7 am, sleeping in is good on Saturday, and went straight to my my 'prayer room' and sat with the Lord. And all the sudden my attention was drawn out the window. Outside that particular window is the view of a little hill just covered in green grass and a pretty good sized tree kinda overhanging it. So all the sudden the first beam of sunlight hit that little hill and tree and my spirit jumped inside of me because for the first time in my life I saw the difference between dawn where there's a little light so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can see, and LIGHT beaming across the surface of things drawing out colors and textures and shades that you can't see without it.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing the power of Light, how it can change and transform things that are buried underneath the darkness or just not seen in the shadows. I believe heaven will be one continual sunrise with deeper and deeper colors transcending and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;revealing&lt;/span&gt; more and more with every wave. It reminds me of the Glory of God and the angels constantly flying around His throne crying 'Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty!'. I used to think that God &lt;em&gt;made &lt;/em&gt;things and angels to worship Him, but now I know they keep flying around all the day because they are mesmerized by the unveiled, revealing glory of His goodness. It's like they go round and round and wondering what could I possibly see next to top that?!&lt;br /&gt;Light is so valuable and we need so much more of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4972707156052281053?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4972707156052281053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4972707156052281053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4972707156052281053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4972707156052281053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhhsaturday.html' title='Ahhh...Saturday.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SdejQWKaisI/AAAAAAAAANs/OYzRA9Xh9I0/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6227146745168625742</id><published>2009-03-30T17:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:34:06.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You have just got to see this video, the policewoman in it deserves an award of some kind for going above and beyond the call of duty! It woul've definitely ended alot different and quicker if it were me. Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tangle.com/view_video.php?viewkey=0f74f3c09169cefaf249"&gt;http://www.tangle.com/view_video.php?viewkey=0f74f3c09169cefaf249&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6227146745168625742?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6227146745168625742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6227146745168625742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6227146745168625742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6227146745168625742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-have-just-got-to-see-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8710119042355966504</id><published>2009-03-28T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:27:30.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Goodness of God</title><content type='html'>I just got done reading the book of Jonah and I never realized before at the part where Jonah was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fishfood&lt;/span&gt; he began to quote scripture about the goodness of God. Then at the end where he was ticked off at God the Lord showed him I would rather Nineveh to change and repent than to for the judgements of their own sin come upon them. He actually quoted how many people were in the city, 120,000. That began an examination of my own life. It's funny how easily we can set a picture of what we 'look' like in our minds, bu this I mean how are lives are to be and shaped, and go after that picture. For example I have realized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;God'd&lt;/span&gt; divine mercy and Blessing have been at work in my life far longer than I have ever realized. I began in the motor shop industry when I was fresh out of high school. I didn't even know what an electric motor was. But after time and really about the last 3 years being in that I learned about the Blessing and began to declare that Blessing in my life and the works of my hands. When I left that industry abruptly I realized somewhere in the process of time that I had become the best in that industry in this area. The Blessing. Here comes the good part, it was at this point I began to 'feel' a passion for something entirely different. I began to search &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; things that I might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;be good&lt;/span&gt; at things that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;liked&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; finally picked up on that trail and it's amazing how provision has been made at every turn and how the favor is there in abundance. I found the path. The path the Blessing has taken me too. And the point is look how graceful and god God is, I went down a path and made a career that wasn't His best... but He Blessed me. Though there was a time to get out and it didn't happen the way I thought it would I was completely unharmed and am excited about what lies ahead. The path of the Blessing is good. I started to realize Jonah got ate because 120,000 people needed what He got. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Doctrinalize&lt;/span&gt; it to death if you want, but my point is who is waiting on you to find your path? People are dependent on what God has placed inside of each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;experienced&lt;/span&gt; the Blessing in my life and the power of word seeds, but every time God leads you to the path of your destiny it gets stronger and better. I believe in the goodness of God. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I believe&lt;/span&gt; that even YOU won't recognize me at the end of this year, and me either. I want to remember today the Grace, the Mercies, and the Goodness of God are working for me whether I know it or not. He is that good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8710119042355966504?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8710119042355966504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8710119042355966504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8710119042355966504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8710119042355966504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodness-of-god.html' title='The Goodness of God'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8895558917904695647</id><published>2009-03-24T19:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T19:14:57.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school time</title><content type='html'>school's out for summer!!!!.... ok you have to know the song ( showing my 80's up bringin). Well, I;m kinda missin bible school. Though I spend my own time with the Lord it is cool to pray and spend time with Him with everybody else! But I get a double dose this time, Bible School and University School. Man I'm ready!! Gonna be good times! But I'm enjoying the free time I have now while I have it! Well anyway thought I'd share... ready forour pastorial peeps to get back home too, just don't seem like church without em. Well anyway, good times more postage later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8895558917904695647?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8895558917904695647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8895558917904695647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8895558917904695647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8895558917904695647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/school-time.html' title='school time'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1978191365793376332</id><published>2009-03-20T16:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:24:11.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new post...</title><content type='html'>Well it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;time for&lt;/span&gt; a new post. Have you ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; direction from the Lord and just been beside yourself happy? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ya&lt;/span&gt;, you're like oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt; the Lord told me this and this... and He wants me to do this... wow, how cool is that, sure is gonna be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lotta&lt;/span&gt; work though.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it so much easier to talk about what God has said then to actually do it? You can even brag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; and tell everybody and they're like "wow, I could never do that! You're the man!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. But has that ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to you and then you decide to actually DO what He said to do? That's a whole lot different of a proposition, eh? Talk about grabbing the bull by the horns, I think it's at that time, when you decide to git r dun, that the devil sends every nasty little thing your way to try to stop you or distract you or definitely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;discourage&lt;/span&gt; you. And don't let Him reveal another part of the plan! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt;... I used to think that God was involved and just "shut the door&lt;br /&gt;" ,so to speak, and that was that. But I started to realize that it was kinda strange how I really felt that was a good idea and God just kept "shutting that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; door!". I've come to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;realize that&lt;/span&gt; it wasn't God at all. It was a really good excuse for not buckling down and doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; I said I was going to do THROUGH the opposition. Opposition means that there is going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;be difficulties&lt;/span&gt;. Difficulties. It's not just gonna fall down in your lap. I think we all as a whole have totally lost sight of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; it means to really be a Christian. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Doggonit&lt;/span&gt; sometimes we're gonna have to fight through some things THEN the loser lets up and you can see that hey God wasn't shutting the door after all!&lt;br /&gt;Ever notice when you open a can of worms the worms try to get out! They try to escape! And the birds will show up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; to eat your worms if your not watching!=) I think the same thing happens when you decide to do what God has shown you to do. The flocks show up from everywhere to see if your going to do what you said you would do (or try your faith).&lt;br /&gt;So you might ask " Matt, just why the heck are you posting this anyway?". Well that's a good question and I'm glad you asked. I have recently found myself in the place that I'm talking about and let me tell ya, it seems like everything and it's momma has shown up to try to either stop me from doing it or discourage me altogether. I've even had people close to me say well maybe you're just not supposed to do that right now... maybe God is telling you to wait or something. Well, honestly what I needed to hear is well, bless God I'll agree with you and pray for you that you'll have the ability to get it done, or something of that nature. Can anyone hear me? Sometimes we HAVE to ENCOURAGE one another in the midst of the pressing through to victory!&lt;br /&gt;And by the way when you're through the sense of accomplishment and joy is absolutely indescribable! So anyway, kinda random but whatever like it or leave it... Comment if you dare and share what you think either good or bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1978191365793376332?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1978191365793376332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1978191365793376332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1978191365793376332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1978191365793376332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-post.html' title='new post...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2210837377462932342</id><published>2009-03-15T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:40:24.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Time</title><content type='html'>Well thank heavens it seems spring time is upon us, hooray!! My little bonsai are budding out, and I manged to drag myself out and mow my few weeds and leaves. Despite the pain of mowing it does look much better. I even got out and readied the ole garden space for our normal crops. I Love Spring! It's my favorite time of the year, almost seems like there's a whole new beginning taking place. I think it's cool how even the smells of the seasons are the same from year to year. Well perhaps I will prove to be even more of a Big Boy Blogger Pants and post a few pics as it all progresses. Till then enjoy the awesome 'feeling' of Spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2210837377462932342?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2210837377462932342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2210837377462932342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2210837377462932342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2210837377462932342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-time.html' title='Spring Time'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1000898944510144864</id><published>2009-03-12T18:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:42:09.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Memorial to Nana...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbmdv2I9J-I/AAAAAAAAANk/MwpM934ayHU/s1600-h/S7302034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312450680772700130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbmdv2I9J-I/AAAAAAAAANk/MwpM934ayHU/s400/S7302034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after a jounting, thought provoking service at church we came home to tradgedy. Our little Nana lay out in the ditch curled up helpless after what we think was one of several of our 'speeders' baraging through the neighborhood. I guess she wiggled thru the gate and made her way to the street. All she could move was her tail and big ole brown eyes. We took her to the little doggy ER, but she had too severe of damages to the base of her brain stem and couldn't be helped any longer. Thru tears and the inevitable we let her go to heaven with the rest of the family. So I post a memorial to my "little Nanny pants" ,as I call her, and with love we remember how prissy and sweet she always was. I know we gave her the best life she ever had and she enjoyed us as much as we did her... See ya soon Nana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1000898944510144864?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1000898944510144864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1000898944510144864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1000898944510144864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1000898944510144864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorial-to-nana.html' title='A Memorial to Nana...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbmdv2I9J-I/AAAAAAAAANk/MwpM934ayHU/s72-c/S7302034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8001744418106259736</id><published>2009-03-10T18:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:59:10.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just horsin' around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-sN2timI/AAAAAAAAANc/YLovyBGBr8U/s1600-h/S7303067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311712846116915810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-sN2timI/AAAAAAAAANc/YLovyBGBr8U/s400/S7303067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rqs2xeI/AAAAAAAAANU/FK283TzjQRM/s1600-h/S7303061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311712836680336866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rqs2xeI/AAAAAAAAANU/FK283TzjQRM/s400/S7303061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rYwWyII/AAAAAAAAANM/TEOsIBZR3Pw/s1600-h/S7303083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311712831863179394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rYwWyII/AAAAAAAAANM/TEOsIBZR3Pw/s400/S7303083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rdRUv8I/AAAAAAAAANE/YKBusTyVP-U/s1600-h/S7303080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311712833075199938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rdRUv8I/AAAAAAAAANE/YKBusTyVP-U/s400/S7303080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rThVtwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1idJQLX5-0U/s1600-h/S7303064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311712830458017538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-rThVtwI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1idJQLX5-0U/s400/S7303064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an optional post title to this one... "I'm ready for my closeup Mr. Deville...". Enough said there Mr. Tony is on his 15th round with Chloe and I decided to ride. And look what happens when you mess around with a horse's nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8001744418106259736?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8001744418106259736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8001744418106259736' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8001744418106259736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8001744418106259736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-horsin-around.html' title='Just horsin&apos; around'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb-sN2timI/AAAAAAAAANc/YLovyBGBr8U/s72-c/S7303067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3723210533574140221</id><published>2009-03-10T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:48:58.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fishing Trip</title><content type='html'>Thought that I would share some shots of a perfect Sunday afternoon fishing trip! There are several, so persevere... the first is how Myrna fishes... playing Sudoku!!! And the rest me and Chloe take names and catch little fishy butts!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7s9JVsaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SFBNqdsVHOs/s1600-h/S7303018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709560276627874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7s9JVsaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SFBNqdsVHOs/s400/S7303018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sVlNRkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/F-7QZGw-DJs/s1600-h/S7303034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709549656098370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sVlNRkI/AAAAAAAAAMs/F-7QZGw-DJs/s400/S7303034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sVYjnQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/t3CMU0HbeYw/s1600-h/S7303015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709549603036418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sVYjnQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/t3CMU0HbeYw/s400/S7303015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sGkzS8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/cQrPWRghjFg/s1600-h/S7303012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709545627864002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sGkzS8I/AAAAAAAAAMc/cQrPWRghjFg/s400/S7303012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sDMaszI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SF7UQzfvYUw/s1600-h/S7303010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311709544720282418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7sDMaszI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SF7UQzfvYUw/s400/S7303010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3723210533574140221?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3723210533574140221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3723210533574140221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3723210533574140221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3723210533574140221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/fishing-trip.html' title='The Fishing Trip'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/Sbb7s9JVsaI/AAAAAAAAAM0/SFBNqdsVHOs/s72-c/S7303018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-9065483390081820980</id><published>2009-03-02T21:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:08:10.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tests please.</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... finally test day at the Bible School. It really makes the 1st day class worth while. Cause at that point you're kinda like 'ok only 5 more weeks to go...' Anyway, really good stuff this semester like PK's New Testament class very revealing, awesome textbook for you historians like myself, and PS's Hearing from God- just awesome- seems like everything that I heard all month long was along those direct same lines. And then PN, with his outstanding food analogies, whooped it out with In Christ Realities. Excellent. Fine family coordinated devil smack down. Thanks! Look forward to the 3 weeks, but I know that I'll be looking forward to the next semester. You need to go too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-9065483390081820980?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9065483390081820980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=9065483390081820980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9065483390081820980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9065483390081820980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/03/tests-please.html' title='tests please.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3179310531800913056</id><published>2009-02-28T12:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:54:45.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OOoohhhh....</title><content type='html'>well!!!! finally after some researching i now know why the weather and the river valley area is so messed up. I.E. 70 degrees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; and 20 degrees with snow flurries today. and how about this 150 degrees in the summer with 110 percent humidity (with Jess Fletcher and the Minnesota immigrants fluttering around loving it...and the rest of us pleading for mercy...) Well, here it goes I've been studying up on this area and guess, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; guess what the nickname of, and I quote, "the entire area of the city of Ft. Smith" is???!!!! well, guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELL ON THE BORDER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;!!! I said hell on the border... my lovely wife says, oh, well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt; I knew that. all nonchalantly like no big deal. like it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; to call our fair city the seat of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, i don't think so. he's not allowed anywhere near me, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking definitely not the seat of my city &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mmmkkkk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. so we know what to do here, right? yup we open a can of the Word all up on this scene... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; now declaring over the river valley area we are a place of 'heaven on earth', the seat of Daddy God now. so the weather gotta shape up, the crazy folk gotta get saved, and the poverty to riches. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, just agree with me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3179310531800913056?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3179310531800913056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3179310531800913056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3179310531800913056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3179310531800913056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/oooohhhh.html' title='OOoohhhh....'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5544379386295184983</id><published>2009-02-27T18:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:42:18.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>famous last words</title><content type='html'>wow it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, seems like i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; just complaining about it being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, i want to answer a question for a young guy that asked it of me a month ago or so. i didn't really have an answer at the time, i really didn't know what say. but i think after thinking about some things i know. at the age of 21 or 22 my brother looked at me one day and said with a really different type of look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; never seen before and said you know with everything that you've been through you could write a book, you've been through it all. at the time i was almost kinda offended. but you know when i look back, dog!, he was right i had pretty much experienced everything most people don't experience in their entire lives... not bragging don't get me wrong. most of it i wish i could erase forever. but my point is when the devil shows up with trash like wow, remember that relationship? man, screwed that up, huh... or just keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;messin&lt;/span&gt; with me about man, that huge thing God showed you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shoulda&lt;/span&gt; at least started by now right?... or wow, look at all those other people that are way better off than you. ever hear anything like that? the question pertains to this too, it was like this what do you do that makes you so bold in God? well, it's like this... throughout all the trash of this world and life and the enemy what always has put me over are the last words i say at the end of the day and the end of the confrontation, BUT GOD...&lt;br /&gt;you know what bro? there's a lot of voices in the world and a lot of confrontations of the devil but it all boils down to do you know in Whom you believe. what do you believe? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; just been like one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stickery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thingys&lt;/span&gt; that just will not come out of your jeans after walking around in a field somewhere. or the last tick in that unmentionable place that just won't let go. experience with Daddy God gives you the boldness to speak louder than the enemy, to declare things that even church folk will look at you funny over.&lt;br /&gt;you know what, this is how i think about it altogether. either the Word is real or it's not. either God is true or He's not. boldness and victory comes from deleting the 'grey' area out of life. not saying that i test or try God or come to Him with a sassy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;smatalecky&lt;/span&gt; tone. no, it's just healing is going to work it has to. deliverance is an every day fact. the Holy Spirit is guiding me even if i just stepped off the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the other end of this too is that i take responsibility quick of MY own screw ups. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; no... wasn't God... dang... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;must've&lt;/span&gt; been me. oh well, Lord what you wanna do now? i got over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;snottin&lt;/span&gt; and screwing around wearing black for 2 weeks a long time ago. know what, Grace is real. i don't have time to dance a sad song with the devil. Grace comes in the form of a guy that already has experienced it all and whooped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;overcomimg&lt;/span&gt; even right now. thinking about all the times the Word has whooped an impossible situation, and how It's gonna do it again. Peace to you, hope that helps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5544379386295184983?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5544379386295184983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5544379386295184983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5544379386295184983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5544379386295184983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/famous-last-words.html' title='famous last words'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1735387507711694456</id><published>2009-02-24T19:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:33:06.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing kids...</title><content type='html'>Well, I got so worked up yesterday I forgot to post what I intended to. go figure. Anywho, I wanted to brag on our superkids at church. Sunday morning was our opportunity to , hang out with them really, teach again... and well the Holy Spirit decided to take over and led us to pray for the infilling of the Spirit with the evidence of tongues&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;I love it when that happens!!! Any way 5 in all, and they just amaze me... they're so innocent and receptive. I guess that's why I enjoy so much teaching back there, they're just little grown ups without all the pre-concieved  notions and 'tude of adults. I try to learn as muchfrom them as they learn from me. Anyway, I guess my brilliant insight today is... get a lollipop some Kool aid and go play with your hot wheels ( or dollies being gender sensitive).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1735387507711694456?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1735387507711694456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1735387507711694456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1735387507711694456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1735387507711694456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazing-kids.html' title='Amazing kids...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-911818736324986227</id><published>2009-02-23T17:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:27:47.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SaMw1fOTe1I/AAAAAAAAAME/fRq3uZsjQkM/s1600-h/monday-morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306138481445272402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SaMw1fOTe1I/AAAAAAAAAME/fRq3uZsjQkM/s400/monday-morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wondering is there ever a time when one wakes up on a beautiful monday, such as today, and immediately puts on a big 'cat grin' and says "Oh my gosh!!! I get to go to work today!!!"? Hmmmm. Well I've not found that work related euphoria yet. Surely it exists though right? I guess that's the importance of hearing God even in what you do with your hands during the other 92.3 percent of your entire earthly visit. Of course it doesn't help either that we just invested in some new bedding material. That makes it harder to pry myself out in the morning anyway. Isn't it interesting though that almost all people on this earth are probably doing the wrong thing for their divine plan?! Amazing! Preachers driving trucks and truck drivers preaching every Sunday. No wonder the Body is screwed up, the feet on the face and vice versa. Not to mention the stupidity coming out the other end... Oh well, thank heavens at least LWRV people are figuring it out! We'll get straightened out pretty quick, oh yah, by the end of the year, eh? Ok, well, enough of my random thoughts. Seriously though, somebody holla back and tell me if you are pleased as punch with your current position or not. PS and PK probably need not reply here... I know you guys are eating it up... you get to hang out with people like me!!!! Who could ask for more?!HeHe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-911818736324986227?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/911818736324986227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=911818736324986227' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/911818736324986227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/911818736324986227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SaMw1fOTe1I/AAAAAAAAAME/fRq3uZsjQkM/s72-c/monday-morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7289708553595714531</id><published>2009-02-21T15:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:29:30.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh... a new computer</title><content type='html'>Well as I sit here plugged into the new Disciple cd (online) I am finally sitting here behind the face of our new laptop. I have to be honest so muchof it has been irritating cause it seems like every 6 months the old windows stuff isn't good enough anymore. Go figure. All in all it's better. No more stinking library runs filled with either nasty mouthed preteens or old men (and women) hacking up loogies all but to swallow 'em right back down and repeat the process another time... nough said there. It's nice to be in the right century, though it can be a pain in the butt. Really time consuming, I'm the kinda in your face let's git r done now person. Well anyway it's nice to sit at home and hang out on the recliner writing a new post, eating on peanuts. Have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7289708553595714531?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7289708553595714531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7289708553595714531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7289708553595714531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7289708553595714531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhh-new-computer.html' title='ahhh... a new computer'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1283361977651644207</id><published>2009-02-07T13:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:18:18.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, that's how we're feeling after the TobyMac concert last night. Man, what an awesome time! I think the best part was all the kids and teens I saw rocking out with God! It was an awesome experience! Thank God for all the entertainers that have responded to the call to do this thing. I ermember my first concert at 12... let's see it was REO Speedway opened by Trixter and Firehouse. I remember the joints and beers sliding paast me and the security guards... good times... right? Well, thank God for these guys what an awesome thing God is doing.&lt;br /&gt;What was funny was the conversation on the way home...&lt;br /&gt;"Awesome concert, huh?!" I say&lt;br /&gt;"What?!" Myrna says&lt;br /&gt;"What?!" I say in reply&lt;br /&gt;"What did you say?!" she then replies&lt;br /&gt;And on and on. I think you get the picture. Well, anyway I'll post more pics and stuff later after I go and get that new computer today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1283361977651644207?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1283361977651644207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1283361977651644207' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1283361977651644207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1283361977651644207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='WHAT?!?!?!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6530945125732285702</id><published>2009-02-03T17:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:28:02.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When all else fails...</title><content type='html'>So what do you do when the day is full of things that ACTUALLY seem to go against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; your believing for? Simple Silly!!!! You have to do what I've been doing ALL day!!! Laugh out loud!!! Yeah! Makes me feel great, the devil steamed and all my co-workers thinking I've lost it!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!! Oh it's great fun quoting every scripture known to me, and slapping my flesh into submission! But I believe a great wise man once said... "Gee... I gave you all of heaven and all the power of it... it's gonna come with a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;persecution&lt;/span&gt; and distractions...". Yeah, but thank God He has given us all things that pertain to life and godliness... now. I can just picture the devil in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tites&lt;/span&gt; and a tutu parading about with banners and smoke and lights dancing about like an idiot trying to get our attention off of Jesus. Whatever. We win. Just thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;I AM A WINNER. OH YEAH. HAVE A NICE DAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6530945125732285702?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6530945125732285702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6530945125732285702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6530945125732285702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6530945125732285702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-all-else-fails.html' title='When all else fails...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2532351430512220316</id><published>2009-01-31T13:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:51:53.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bikes, breakfast and buddies.</title><content type='html'>I simply must post about the morning we had today, though it may be a little short. So I woke up a little disgusted at the alarm clock at 6 am on a Saturday morning, I took my normal communion with the Lord and things began to take an immediate upwards momentum. Thank heavens for the Golden Corral and breakfast and that little old lady that kept bringing me orange juice. I'm glad I tipped her really well. So belly full, I then proceede to the Harley shop, when what do I see, but a beautiful white with blue flame chopper glaring at me. I had an epiphanal experience where it was just me and the bike and nobody else. It roared at me in tongues... and I never will forget that moment. Then I drueled over an Indian at B.A.D. bikes, that I usually do, and found a meek little M50 Suzuki that shyly waved at me from the back. Well, that's probably the one I'll take home. Like my lovely wife that snuck in and love slayed me, thus is the story of the motorcycle...&lt;br /&gt;I think now I'll go to Frank's and celebrate my new engagement and eat with my newlywed wife and then crash on the couch for a while. I've had such a full day already.... Just thought I'd share. Thanks Pastor Kevin for the fever of motorcycles, I know you brought it with you!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2532351430512220316?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2532351430512220316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2532351430512220316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2532351430512220316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2532351430512220316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/bikes-breakfast-and-buddies.html' title='bikes, breakfast and buddies.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8106330049492576305</id><published>2009-01-24T15:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:58:10.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S TURN AROUND TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh yah baby... it's turn around time. But you gotta own it. What?! Oh yah, you gotta take ownership of the revelation. It's like a deep down change on the inside of you. I've already got it, and man I tell ya... it's good. God is Good! And He will take you where He said, where He showed you, what He told you. There's been a change inside me I can't explain, but I can say that it's time. People thought I was bold before... hahaha... But like Pastor Susan said doggonit don't give way to distractions. Distractions bad... Peace good.&lt;br /&gt; On a whole nother level, the partner prayer with our apostolic, evangelizing heroes from the 'Old Country' this morning was phenominal! What an outstanding mission and outstanding people! But I have to tell you too, with every service I get more and more proud of our church and our pastors!! What an awesome fellowship. They are proof positive that you just can't live life correctly without the training of the inner man and the calling of the Holy Spirit. Go Pastors, and Go Beemers!!!! I'm so thankful for the calling on the Beemers and people like them, I know right now it's not my call or ability to go to Africa, thank heavens, but they are so passionate! Thank God!! Don't get me wrong, I have things in me that they wouldn't care to do. So thank God for the diversities of callings and ministries!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Prasie God people we're about to see things completely turn around!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8106330049492576305?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8106330049492576305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8106330049492576305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8106330049492576305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8106330049492576305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-turn-around-time.html' title='IT&apos;S TURN AROUND TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3047596436704520948</id><published>2009-01-10T12:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:46:12.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is it just me or are there major goings on in the realm of the Spirit? Wow seems like to me like never before that God is moving and shaking! And people are all up in the mix! I believe that Word of the Lord Bro. Copeland delivered for the Lord, that for those who choose to believe it will not even be able to recognize themselves at the end of this year. I'm partaking of that myself. Whatever, where ever, whenever! Let's getrdone. How about anybody else? Just thinking about camping out on the couch this year? Or doing something you've never done before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3047596436704520948?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3047596436704520948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3047596436704520948' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3047596436704520948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3047596436704520948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-things.html' title='New Things'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8407034145226051529</id><published>2008-12-23T11:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:35:13.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying Annoyances</title><content type='html'>So here are some things lately that I have pondered... ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;SNOWMEN IN THE SOUTH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is the deal? There isn't any SNOW PEOPLE!!! There's nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;honestly&lt;/span&gt; that bugs me more than seeing these huge fake snowmen on old yellow dead grass. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whatup&lt;/span&gt;?! " Oh it's a cute Christmas decoration!" you say. I say tasteless. While your old half inflated snowman is collapsing in the rain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I'm dreaming of a foggy Christmas?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt; I just found out that those people over in that foreign country of Cali. actually dream of FOG for Christmas... warped. Unless it's the F.O.G. of Jerry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Savelle's&lt;/span&gt;... favor of God!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. My own little thing: If they are called speed LIMIT signs then how come everybody speeds up to that speed? How come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; ever arrested for going UNDER the speed limit? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... I'm starting to dig going under the speed limit and see how many people actually give me their sign language as though I am doing them an injustice by FOLLOWING the no. on the sign. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;! Kinda like Binny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hinn&lt;/span&gt; praying for people only to have them picked back up and lay hands and fall over and over again! Love that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Can there be such a thing as an Over decorated house? I think so if it's done in inflatables. There's a house down 59 Hwy that is done just that way... Looks ridiculous. I'm sounding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Scroogious&lt;/span&gt; eh? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't mean &lt;/span&gt;to but for Pete's sake!! Ewe... That proves excess is definitely an evil thing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I'm done for now leave a comment if you dare...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8407034145226051529?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8407034145226051529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8407034145226051529' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8407034145226051529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8407034145226051529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/annoying-annoyances.html' title='Annoying Annoyances'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3717188709538207132</id><published>2008-12-23T10:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:16:45.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thughts and opinions section</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Captain's Log: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stardate&lt;/span&gt;- 2 days before Christmas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what an awesome time we've had. I actually think that I have laughed more this week with my family than I have all year! I'm so thankful for my awesome family, what a blessing! I watch all the other people all around me running and trying to BUY happiness and the joy I have experienced without all that noise. We JUST NOW put up our tree... Anymore it just doesn't matter whether or not we have all the ornaments and snowmen up in time or not. Jesus is really the focus for me. Just think about all that He accomplished for us on the day He was born into this earth. I can just see the angels of heaven breathless at the Master leaving His throne and laying down His crown and spotless robe and taking His entrance into this physical world to become a &lt;strong&gt;man&lt;/strong&gt;. All to get you back to Him. Period. And to think that He returned after the brutality of the wrath of God towards sin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; upon His shoulders, scarred for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eternity&lt;/span&gt; His victory marks for mankind, taking up His robe and crown(s) and seating Himself back down on His throne with your heart and spirit and mine with Him. Man... what's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;holding&lt;/span&gt; us back? Sin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt;, every oppressive incarnation has been destroyed over your life forever. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; think of any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;reason&lt;/span&gt; to rejoice and celebrate this Christmas. The only thing stopping us from our dreams and desires are our motives (please stop by the house for the complete teaching on this), there's nothing else He can do other than MOVE you and DO the walking and talking for you. Love on Him this year, thank Him this year, let go of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;santa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;claus&lt;/span&gt; nonsense long enough to be grateful and understand what the real reason is...&lt;br /&gt;Merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CHRISTmas&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;With Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3717188709538207132?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3717188709538207132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3717188709538207132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3717188709538207132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3717188709538207132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/thughts-and-opinions-section.html' title='Thughts and opinions section'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2657404531175046981</id><published>2008-12-13T15:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:05:03.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a PROGRESSIVE dinner...</title><content type='html'>Okay so had a really awesome time last night at our progressive dinner! Righteous!!!! I still think that we must reconsider doing this every weekend! The reason I have progressive in caps is because for some reason (bless her heart) Myrna couldn't remember the name!!! Though I told her at least 100 times. Go figure, she called it an escalating dinner, the gathering, the wondering, and so forth...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would also like to thank our pastors for their input at Mona's house about the 'happy' people and the booger boy. You just had to be there! I'm still chuckling about that! Any way, I'm just thankful for our church family and all the awesome people that are there, you guys rock! I've heard church family before and relly thought ' sure dysfunctional family!!!' but at LWCC River Valley we are family. Thanks everybody!!! You guys ROCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2657404531175046981?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2657404531175046981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2657404531175046981' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2657404531175046981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2657404531175046981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-progressive-dinner.html' title='It&apos;s a PROGRESSIVE dinner...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8511478771940270613</id><published>2008-12-06T14:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T14:21:04.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the....</title><content type='html'>Well hello my avid readers of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cyberland&lt;/span&gt;! Okay. So check me out and feel me yo... Here's a list of things I've noticed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; down in the neighborhood and they all really have me going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.... .&lt;br /&gt;Okay if the nation is really in this so-called "recession", then why have I seen 4 consecutive brand new banks going up? If no one is lending or borrowing then what the...&lt;br /&gt;And then... how come just a few months ago oil prices were so high, oh my!, almost $4.00 a gallon, they just couldn't come down without the economy collapsing and they wouldn't make any money blah, blah, blah... then how come NOW gas is miraculously at a buck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fiddy&lt;/span&gt;. What the...&lt;br /&gt;Who really has 700 billion dollars for a "bailout plan"? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Whahhhlllll&lt;/span&gt;.... (as they used to say in the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;timey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pentecost&lt;/span&gt; church) I guess perhaps not everything is quite what it appears, eh?! Thank God that He is constant. He never changes with the economy, He never changes with the market value of society only the market value of man's thinking. He never sleeps, He never loses heart or power. I know sounds like one of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lamo&lt;/span&gt; " forward this to a friend and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; God's immeasurable blessings", But think about it. It is true! There's a passage in the Bible that talks about He holds up the stars in heaven, He upholds the heavens and earth by the power of His Word. And somewhere else there that says men even in their youth will run and get weary, but He never tires and is never faint. He even renews OUR strength as we wait (or serve, minister) to Him. So He even has enough left over to renew spiritually and physically every person on the face of the earth... at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of where the Bible says " and on the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; day God rested ", it wasn't because He was TIRED it's because He was DONE. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; God He is and can be our refuge, paycheck, our constant in a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;inconsistent&lt;/span&gt; microwave situational ethical world. Thank you Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8511478771940270613?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8511478771940270613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8511478771940270613' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8511478771940270613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8511478771940270613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/12/what.html' title='What the....'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7291865565065468853</id><published>2008-11-16T15:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:12:00.275-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aahhhh...memories...</title><content type='html'>So Saturday we're watching little J-man open his 1st year b-day presents and man it sure takes you back... I remember watching mine opening their (rather drueling on and ripping) presents, and I still feel for the parents cause I remember the dadgum worked involved in making sure the house was perfect and cleaned... oy. I never thought I would come to the place of being old enough to watching other new parents enoying the 1st b-day. What an awesome experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7291865565065468853?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7291865565065468853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7291865565065468853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7291865565065468853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7291865565065468853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/aahhhhmemories.html' title='aahhhh...memories...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-42861673020971742</id><published>2008-11-08T11:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:54:23.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT!!!!! LOOK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sike&lt;/span&gt;! just kidding. nothing really urgent. just thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; post one time before i go. have you ever wondered in what direction your life is going? well, i have and have meditated on it quite often. it's okay you're not a freak ( unless i am) there's that certain part of man that wants to know what's in store. it's sometimes referred to as hope. so anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking about certain things and desires in my heart, (which is always a good place to start since God is the one that puts desires in there, unless of course your desire is to smoke crack or something... i wouldn't really go with that...) and i read this scripture in 1Timothy last part of the 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chpt&lt;/span&gt;. and Paul is telling Timothy to remember and pray about the prophetic utterance that has come forth from him and others who have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prophesied&lt;/span&gt; into his life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... he goes on to say do this so that you can war a good warfare. so. if you're like me there have been plenty of things spoken over me, so i started to pray over these things and decided it would be a good thing to keep these things in front of my eyes. so, thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; share that.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was also watching that funny nun show with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;whoopie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;goldberg&lt;/span&gt; in it, and i was captivated by something that she in it. it kinda goes like this: if you wake up in the morning and (that thing or desire she said singing) was all you could think about, then that is what you're supposed to do. i found that very promising. because i know that God puts His desires in us to do what He needs to get done, to the extent that we then are actually enjoying what it is He has put us here to do! brilliant. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; also the curious type too. i wonder what it is that other people desire. could it simply be a boat, or some golf clubs? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; kinda getting infatuated with the ideal that there must be more to this life. that there must be a higher place or level to attain. my thinking here lately is what can i do to make a positive difference and a change for Jesus and His cause rather than my own. it's like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; kinda finding myself in a place where it's just really 'not me' anymore, you know? i &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do hope that other people are in this same place too, because i believe that it's a good place to be. to always be moving forward. well, just thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; share. how about everyone (not just those that leave comments, otherwise this would be a futile statement) leave something that pertains to this. i want to know how many are in the 'dire straights' so to speak. so go again, post a comment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-42861673020971742?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/42861673020971742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=42861673020971742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/42861673020971742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/42861673020971742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/urgent-look.html' title='URGENT!!!!! LOOK!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5125001701680049525</id><published>2008-11-01T12:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:39:39.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyUPaDsCbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2VqZ3LHhrUs/s1600-h/10-26-08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263745056903006642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyUPaDsCbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2VqZ3LHhrUs/s400/10-26-08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyUPSwaIhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_CLNIGTNmj0/s1600-h/10-26-08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263745054943093266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyUPSwaIhI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_CLNIGTNmj0/s400/10-26-08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times just pics: &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/2157299288637318166-5125001701680049525?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5125001701680049525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5125001701680049525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5125001701680049525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5125001701680049525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/fishin.html' title='Fishin&apos;'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyUPaDsCbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2VqZ3LHhrUs/s72-c/10-26-08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7151305179566320922</id><published>2008-11-01T12:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T12:35:23.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An end to a beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTMOSYRaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fGETQfk3eOw/s1600-h/10-26-08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263743902692165026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTMOSYRaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fGETQfk3eOw/s400/10-26-08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTL2AcWiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sEpZoAKGbSo/s1600-h/10-26-08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263743896174484002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTL2AcWiI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/sEpZoAKGbSo/s400/10-26-08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTLKPOaGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4FKxu8FGU_A/s1600-h/10-26-08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263743884425324642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTLKPOaGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/4FKxu8FGU_A/s400/10-26-08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the election time is coming to an end and I am amazed how many people I have heard that have said they won't be voting at all in this election because there is nobody fit runnin' to vote for. In fact just now a man actually said that one is a Socialist and the other is a Whoremonger and he's not taking part in any of it. Leaving me to 2 questions: 1. Which one is the whoremonger and which one is the socialist? And where's the proof of that? 2. If you don't vote doesn't one still get in office? I have really one word for that type of thinking... Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still amazed at (again) 1. How people are so disinterested in their own futures and 2. How easily people are to disgrace another without any proof or means or backup of any kind. Back in the older times a man could've been hung or shot for such a thing. To dishonor the president meant treason if you liked him or not. My how the times have changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I had the opporotunity to go to the Vietnam Veterans Wall Memorial, and it dawned on me the same immoral, uncaring people of today are the same people that defied the war, disgraced our troops and dishonored this country God set up to take His gospel to the world. Then we had the opportunity to go to the Judge Parker's Courthouse and see the sacrifices that all the lawmen and troops made for this area and the nation, and I was kinda saddened to know how today it doesn't seem to matter... at all. And then my ancesters the Choctaw nation who never had a hope, driven like cattle to a land that might as well have been their own death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How sad the turn this anointed nation has taken. But thank God I have the ability to change the future in light and honor of the past. Do me a favor look at the candidates, make the effort, Vote.&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/2157299288637318166-7151305179566320922?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7151305179566320922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7151305179566320922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7151305179566320922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7151305179566320922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/11/end-to-beginning.html' title='An end to a beginning'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SQyTMOSYRaI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fGETQfk3eOw/s72-c/10-26-08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-9134423707941047168</id><published>2008-10-27T17:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T17:44:46.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School starts again....</title><content type='html'>Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;, more bible school! And I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; ready. I'll be on the first row, first seat with my trusty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' #2 out ready for note &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;takin&lt;/span&gt;'. Bring it on Pastor Kevin... I'm ready. Amazing seriously how much you can pick up from these classes though. That's why I love the Word, one scripture has 10,000 different realities &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;attached&lt;/span&gt; to it. We serve a big God!!! Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I gotta go I have to do my wrist warm ups and learning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;calisthenics&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-9134423707941047168?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9134423707941047168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=9134423707941047168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9134423707941047168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9134423707941047168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-starts-again.html' title='School starts again....'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2686536444204504369</id><published>2008-10-26T15:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:43:58.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More....</title><content type='html'>So it's Sunday afternonn and I just left church from teaching our kid's class, and as we were driving away, I could here these words " Give me your best". And the whole time I was driving along I was thinking about some of the engagements that I TOTALLY meant to go to, but then life got in the way. Strange though  as I was driving I just kept hearing these words... and then they got personal. "I want your best, your very best". Then I remembered where they came from. Remember the movie Facing the Giants? This was the intense scene of the football player's death crawl across the ENTIRE length of the field. So I put it together, there's so many things that we give our very best. And other things, things that our flesh isn't really interested in we just give it a good job. Wow. So, hope this post helps to drive your thinking to give God your Very Best today and all week. I know that I will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2686536444204504369?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2686536444204504369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2686536444204504369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2686536444204504369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2686536444204504369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/more.html' title='More....'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3858881451047690782</id><published>2008-10-26T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:33:43.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 YEARS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MY AWESOME WIFE!!!!! (and me.)&lt;br /&gt;WOW! It's been 7 yrs. since that day that totally changed my life. I am the most blessed person on earth! I think it not ironic that the number 7 in the Bible always stands for the number of perfection and divinity. Cool! That's what we'll have too!! So... Happy Anniversary Myrna!!&lt;br /&gt;I Love you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3858881451047690782?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3858881451047690782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3858881451047690782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3858881451047690782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3858881451047690782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-years.html' title='7 YEARS!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1694719493623098290</id><published>2008-10-18T16:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:47:33.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Again???</title><content type='html'>yep, that's right i'm back again. been gone for a while... but i'm back. not with a whole lot to say, but here anyway. i would like to make a random response to the election however... i'm ready to vote and get the 'election holiday season' over with. it's starting to remind me of a bad Christmas shopping year before i got a clue and realized what Christmas was about. for pete's sake how long does one really need to figure out : good... or bad? anyway, so much going on i'll have to say a whole lot more next time... with pictures. oh yah, pictures. so adios, i'll be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1694719493623098290?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1694719493623098290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1694719493623098290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1694719493623098290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1694719493623098290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-again.html' title='Come Again???'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7330803872341705967</id><published>2008-10-04T15:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:35:02.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day...</title><content type='html'>Ain't it cool how we are given a new day every day? Like all the things of the previous days are dead and gone. Cool. I thought I'd share that today. You have the ability to change it all today, and everyday. There are no limits when God is on your side!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7330803872341705967?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7330803872341705967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7330803872341705967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7330803872341705967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7330803872341705967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-day.html' title='A New Day...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8374326734833740592</id><published>2008-09-27T15:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T16:03:51.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm it 2...</title><content type='html'>Okay so I see recently that my friend Jake has tagged me with a challenge. So dude I'm up for it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting the rules as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt; laid them out.&lt;br /&gt;1. post the rules&lt;br /&gt;2. jot down 6 random things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;3. tag 6 others and...&lt;br /&gt;well.. that's all i remember.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so...&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm one of those people that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;extraordinarily&lt;/span&gt;, high output, extreme expectations of myself. Know what I mean? When i was in the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade we all drew pictures of what we wanted to be when we grew up, everybody else had 'a mommy', or ' a farmer', I drew myself in a blue suit with a red power tie and labeled underneath " president of the United States". Yes I was ridiculed, certainly I was scoffed at at recess, but the thing is I'm now 32 yrs. old and I still think that I can do it and do a better job. Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;2. I have times, fits really, of goofiness. Normally I'm composed, intellectual and what not. But every now and again a Jim Carey strain will come out and I blow away every body present...including my darling wife, to whom I apologize to...&lt;br /&gt;3. I have also a double sided life... let me explain. On one hand I LOVE the country and all the goodness that comes from it. Growing my own food and drawing my own water. Raising all sorts of critters. But there's a secret Einstein side of me that loves to create electrical, electronic invention to rid the world of natural gases and fuel. I have begun work on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;powerplant&lt;/span&gt; that works solely on magnetic/electromagnetic force as it's independent power source. Can you hear me inside laughing like a mad scientist?!&lt;br /&gt;4. Believe it or not I love to fish. I could do it all day. Everyday. period.&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't look at anything hardly without thinking one thought about God our Creator. From dirt, to a star, to my dog, to the computer I'm looking at now. Is this random or what?!&lt;br /&gt;6. I, like my counterpart Jake, would really like to have my 1956 Plymouth Savoy back from the man that bought it and probably put it in his back yard ( cause he looked more broke that I was at the time). I remember a specific day in that car when I just graduated high school, my life was in absolute chaos( which is a different story entirely) but I remember a beautiful spring day, and I was driving down I-540, and for a second a moment of time I had a feeling of peace and I was just 'happy'. And I remember looking up to heaven and saying to the Lord " I wish every day could be just like this right now". There's always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; more to just an object usually. Now you know m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; a little bit more! Thanks Jake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I tag:&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Myrna ( the most beautiful woman in the world)&lt;br /&gt;Kyle the Morris&lt;br /&gt;Belinda Maxwell&lt;br /&gt;(and two more people I'll have to really think hard about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your the man Jake... love ya bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8374326734833740592?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8374326734833740592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8374326734833740592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8374326734833740592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8374326734833740592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-im-it-2.html' title='Tag I&apos;m it 2...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2710958128317110725</id><published>2008-09-27T14:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:21:27.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more thoughts of matt... like it or not</title><content type='html'>ok, so i have another interesting and riveting post to make. i work now with a mixed group of ethnic people, mainly of the mexican pursuasion. i know what most people are probably thinking now as you all wink and nod one at another... " yah, we know matt... ha ha ha...". well, not so much. i work with people who have some negative thoughts of these people too, talking about 'lazy' and this and that. but the truth of the matter is the last roofing company, and these that i work with everyday appear to be the laziest, and really manipulative people i've been around in a long time. they don't work, if they ever bother to come to work, and think nothing more than to go out and get hammered every night. well i have to tell you the truth i would rather have one non english talking mexican who appreciates his life, his family, and the opprotunities in this nation ANY day. i think Pastor Julie Beemer put it best last thursday when she said churches in other nations put ours to shame. well, so do there work ethics and sense of family. The churches i think because gifts are recognized and not necessarily the person or what training and how long i've been in school. the church and the newness of it, the passion of a new found love and the pure flowing of the Spirit in that type of atmosphere. oh yes brother but there is graaaaavveeee persecution! duh... they're doing what we're supposed to be doing. but we're so wrapped up in the qualifications of the giftings instead of the gifting itself. you have to do step one and then do this and then do that and maybe you might could do this. hhmmm. well i don't run the program i just serve in it. but i am really saddened by the paths of this great nation and it's comprable course presently. i actually had tears well up in my eyes the other day as i drove by a gas station with close to $4 a gallon prices, people living under the bridge poverty at every street corner, and i prayed to my daddy ' what has happened to this wonderful country of mine, and oh what will it become?' . being sent to africa doesn't really sound that bad now, i'm amazed at how the bible is so exceedingly accurate in It's prophecying the good being mocked and the evil, and i really mean evil, being praised and exhorted. we live in a great time, a time such as none has ever seen before, but we also live in a time such has in the world never been before either. we have to wake up america. more importantly we have to wake up church, it's not a game anymore. your blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2710958128317110725?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2710958128317110725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2710958128317110725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2710958128317110725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2710958128317110725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-thoughts-of-matt-like-it-or-not.html' title='more thoughts of matt... like it or not'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3269503612188779114</id><published>2008-09-20T16:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:34:22.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Christian Anthem</title><content type='html'>Patrick Henry March 23, 1775“ If we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained- we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us! They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be next week, or the next year? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we inquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. The war is inevitable- and let it come! I repeat, sir, let it come. It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry “ Peace, peace”- but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take but as for me, give me liberty or give me death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Amazing to think that he was talking about the revolution and pre-empted war to come. In fact if we didn't know that he was talking about America by history, it would seem like he was describing the spiritual warfare and stance that we should be taking everyday. I vow to keep this before my eyes everyday and take in the significance and the power as well as pretenses it was written in. Welcome to the fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3269503612188779114?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3269503612188779114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3269503612188779114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3269503612188779114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3269503612188779114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-christian-anthem.html' title='My New Christian Anthem'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-3760226618748490781</id><published>2008-09-13T14:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:33:52.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will the real Christian please stand up...</title><content type='html'>So I'm watching "The View" this morning on ABC. And our next new president McCain says his comments on Roe vs. Wade as a bad decision and bad judgement in law. The crowd gasps in awe with an air of shock and probably a little offense at his comment. No biggie you say? Normally not. But the prefacing discussion was about... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tada&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Separation&lt;/span&gt; of church and state. The belief of God and the original constitution of the U.S.. And these people who were now offended at the daring opinion of morality and life were just applauding overwhelmingly the opinions of this same man AND the same same God and doctrine that he stands for. Interesting. So, how can you ride the fence of Christianity? How can one be right and the other wrong and offensive to me? Man, it got me thinking to. I know personally of Christians that are professing, declaring left wing Democrats that probably are more dedicated to their political standing of faith than that of their Spiritual. I wonder if Senator &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Obama&lt;/span&gt; has the ability to save a person's spirit from the depths of hell. Or maybe the doctrine of believe half of what God said and half of what I believe.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my proposal. I believe that what I'm going to do is go to the city and begin to talk with people and narrow it down to only the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believers&lt;/span&gt; and find out exactly what these believers believe in. I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; post these findings here and on my other blog site. Lets see if the real Christian will please stand up.&lt;br /&gt;Of course by the way there is no such thing as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Separation&lt;/span&gt; of church and state. That is merely a statement of previous political figures that were all about purging the governmental system from religion of any kind. The very source of inspiration for the Constitution and the founding of this Nation birthed for a purpose, the very Purpose of Christ. Actually the only thing our Constitution says about church and state is that the government has no say about what goes on in the church, thus voiding it's control over what is being taught, said or otherwise projected out of the pulpits of this newly freed nation. The intent was that no one religion would have control over the government of one nation ever again, leading to it's destruction. As in the Roman Catholic climax of power or the dark rage of Communism that kills the very thoughts of personal freedom. I actually went to the Library of Congress and have copies of SERMONS that were preached from the very halls of Congress to Senators and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Congressman&lt;/span&gt; of old. Wonder how that would go over now?! Okay so stay tuned serious spiritual battles are erupting, and I'll have some results of my poll later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-3760226618748490781?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3760226618748490781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=3760226618748490781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3760226618748490781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/3760226618748490781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-real-christian-please-stand-up.html' title='Will the real Christian please stand up...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7392215741691125328</id><published>2008-09-06T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:51:56.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SMLfUKDa9zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gzf6Uv_sQzs/s1600-h/thumbnailCA91BIXK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998453601761074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SMLfUKDa9zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gzf6Uv_sQzs/s400/thumbnailCA91BIXK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SMLfUHV28OI/AAAAAAAAAKA/N5_ciMksedY/s1600-h/thumbnailCANKA22E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998452873785570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SMLfUHV28OI/AAAAAAAAAKA/N5_ciMksedY/s400/thumbnailCANKA22E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it has happened again. I am involved with another "Politically ignorant" person. Oh and how I had to sit and listen about how terrible of a job President Bush has done this last 8 years... blah, blah, blah, whatever. Of course then I was obligated by my extreme sense of duty to correct stupidity. I retorted "If pres. Bush has done such a terrible job, man just imagine what Kerry or Al Gore would've done". There was really no reply. Then I hear how Republicans are just trying to scare everybody by talking about terrorism and "Oh, they could come into your house and kill you tomorrow". Certainly there where being cynical and rhetorical (I hope...). So I say to them "Gee, perhaps we can get Obama in so that we can invite them in and talk to them ( like a shrink or something)." Can you just hear that conversation? So, Mr. Abbherhejhwjhfj... why is it that you hate us so much?, Is there anything we can do to alleviate the problem? Well, I don't know I don't think the entire population of the U.S. and Israel will be in favour of anhialating themselves, but I'll see what I can do... or perhaps... Mr. Bin Laden, I don't really blame you for killing hundreds of innocent women and children. I know that your just a misunderstood man with serious stress issues. I know wondering about in the desert is hard on the brain and feet. As a matter of fact have you have a history of this madness in your family? WHATEVER, sounds the mindless dribble that I hear from our 'wonderful school system' and politically correct society. I think we should take OUR kids off of the precription methanphetamines and ship them all over to the taliban and let them stand around with a doped up look on their face. They wouldn't hurt anybody then... they probably wouldn't be aware that they were alive. Well, anyway... I think I finally got the point across that we aren't to put the sole blame of things wrong in the nation on the president. After all he has to deal with congress and the house of representatives and the entire public that seems to have forgotten that we're supposed to be praying for HIM and the entire body of government. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, well now that I have vented I am now okay. I really hope that soon I can be able to suppress the slapping reaction with a 'victimized mentality' America. Maybe I'll get out a lighter and sing "We are the world" or "Kumbaya" and calm down. Alrighty I'm good now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7392215741691125328?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7392215741691125328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7392215741691125328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7392215741691125328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7392215741691125328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SMLfUKDa9zI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Gzf6Uv_sQzs/s72-c/thumbnailCA91BIXK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2260663375768268736</id><published>2008-08-30T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T13:46:38.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing really to say.</title><content type='html'>Well once again I enter the world of the public institution I like to call the public library. It is evident I must get the internet at home. However there are some really interesting people here at the library... enough said about that. I don't have a lot to say this time since even my very fingertips are sore from my new position that God has blessed me with. (Ya!!) He never did say that we wouldn't work though, right? I even told Him the other day that I wanted to get back into good shape... just not all at once!! But, whatever it's all good! I'm gonna go rest now. By the way the new blog is &lt;a href="http://www.powerofpages.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.powerofpages.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2260663375768268736?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2260663375768268736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2260663375768268736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2260663375768268736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2260663375768268736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-really-to-say.html' title='nothing really to say.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2601524743559949475</id><published>2008-08-23T14:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:15:22.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good</title><content type='html'>Enough said. I stared a new POSITION this week and though a little sore, I am definitely back in the game. And it's good to have God on your side! Amazing how EVERY time you come up against a situation beyond you He is right there with the answers. All we have to do is ask!! So much going on I haven't had time to update! Do check out my newest blog though, election time is here and will be posting some pretty cool stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2601524743559949475?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2601524743559949475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2601524743559949475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2601524743559949475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2601524743559949475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/god-is-good.html' title='God is good'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6601689601242692799</id><published>2008-08-16T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:24:10.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new website</title><content type='html'>I recently found a website that has seriously provoked me the last couple of days. It's &lt;a href="http://www.prisoneralert.com/"&gt;www.prisoneralert.com&lt;/a&gt; and man what a story. I've really been sensitive to the missionaries in and around the world lately. As most know we had Pastor Matt Beemer come to our church and I remember the first time he ever came he told us that it's been proven statistically that 90 something percent of ministers are still here in the U.S., while something like only 5- 10 percent are actually out in the world doing the work Jesus commanded that the original apostles and disciples do. Man I am amazed to find how many of our brothers and sisters are being tortured and brutalized for their faith. Meanwhile most of mainstream America are getting their panties in a wad for the pastor talking about the wrong thing or becoming offended about not being asked to help or do things. I point my finger at myself too, but I think the American church would have far less problems if the fat people on the pews took their gifts out to the people who are crying out for them. I really think the squabbling is because there's too many adults living in the same house. Gives ya something to think about. Sure has me. Anyway, lets pray for these people and lift them up to God, they need us now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6601689601242692799?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6601689601242692799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6601689601242692799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6601689601242692799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6601689601242692799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-website.html' title='new website'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7066071282222712019</id><published>2008-08-15T15:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:57:38.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of a Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKXttjrmvcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/69sUQoUwyfk/s1600-h/ts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234851508816100802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKXttjrmvcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/69sUQoUwyfk/s400/ts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes friends it is the end of a season in life here at the great Alma Tractor Emporium, home of the Mahindra tractor and good times. An answer to prayer has come to pass and God has generously blessed me with a new opporotunity. I love how when you set your face to do what His Word tells you to, stuff just begins to break loose all over. I would first of all like to thank the Academy of Tractors for giving me this great opporotunity and Mr. Chad for hearing God and making it available. Favor is such a downplayed thing, I think in almost every situation I would take favor compared with just about anything else. It's a fabulous blessing that many don't know enough about.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'll be out for a while as I don't have service at home just yet. But I will be back to make astounding remarks, exhilerating sermons, and just funny pictures. So, now's a time for you all to rejoice with me, cause your breakthrough is on the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7066071282222712019?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7066071282222712019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7066071282222712019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7066071282222712019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7066071282222712019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/end-of-season.html' title='End of a Season...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKXttjrmvcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/69sUQoUwyfk/s72-c/ts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1492437542564150113</id><published>2008-08-13T12:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:36:54.805-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Picture Ever...with John.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMblkEk1SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5CinEf91TfQ/s1600-h/grad.+08+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234057524086625570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMblkEk1SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5CinEf91TfQ/s400/grad.+08+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMbmN8IelI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5YSwLm49374/s1600-h/grad.+08+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234057535325502034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMbmN8IelI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5YSwLm49374/s400/grad.+08+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the picture that makes it all worth it... even with John.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1492437542564150113?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1492437542564150113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1492437542564150113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1492437542564150113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1492437542564150113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-picture-everwith-john.html' title='The Best Picture Ever...with John.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMblkEk1SI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5CinEf91TfQ/s72-c/grad.+08+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-576525507169190580</id><published>2008-08-13T12:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:32:41.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Days Are Back Again... If Only For A Little While.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMabOjU-UI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-AJ96QK5p28/s1600-h/grad.+08+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234056246999710018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMabOjU-UI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-AJ96QK5p28/s400/grad.+08+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMabr-0eLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/U97pLF-zZtA/s1600-h/grad.+08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234056254899648690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMabr-0eLI/AAAAAAAAAI4/U97pLF-zZtA/s400/grad.+08+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMab0EgUZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BVohKXYgC0U/s1600-h/grad.+08+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234056257070977426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMab0EgUZI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BVohKXYgC0U/s400/grad.+08+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMacP-CpvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/p9rhrKb1KuY/s1600-h/grad.+08+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234056264560060146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMacP-CpvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/p9rhrKb1KuY/s400/grad.+08+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMacg3bokI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1xzAb2uvQLI/s1600-h/grad.+08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234056269095739970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMacg3bokI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/1xzAb2uvQLI/s400/grad.+08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a series of photos that display my exact opinion of the matter... they're really cool if you flip back and forth real fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss the rest of the pictures at the bottom. Especially my 'Jake' pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-576525507169190580?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/576525507169190580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=576525507169190580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/576525507169190580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/576525507169190580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-days-are-back-again-if-only-for.html' title='Happy Days Are Back Again... If Only For A Little While.'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMabOjU-UI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-AJ96QK5p28/s72-c/grad.+08+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-671087675833172699</id><published>2008-08-13T12:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:27:31.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'Go' Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcHmho_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DlmP-jr3t38/s1600-h/grad.+08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234055162802316274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcHmho_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DlmP-jr3t38/s400/grad.+08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcTI8muI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7ZP8TjY-L2U/s1600-h/grad.+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234055165899479778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcTI8muI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7ZP8TjY-L2U/s400/grad.+08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcvd8zGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uFEsn92X9ac/s1600-h/grad.+08+243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234055173503765602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcvd8zGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uFEsn92X9ac/s400/grad.+08+243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZdDqHY7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Lagwnaev_Gs/s1600-h/grad.+08+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234055178923500466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZdDqHY7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Lagwnaev_Gs/s400/grad.+08+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently THIS is the Go way. According to Mrs. Fletcher and Jordan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-671087675833172699?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/671087675833172699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=671087675833172699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/671087675833172699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/671087675833172699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/go-way.html' title='the &apos;Go&apos; Way...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMZcHmho_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/DlmP-jr3t38/s72-c/grad.+08+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4697180322145937783</id><published>2008-08-13T12:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T12:24:20.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures as promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYq2JkG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PAF5bW3lAwY/s1600-h/grad.+08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234054316303850338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYq2JkG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PAF5bW3lAwY/s400/grad.+08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYrMgLmcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oPe_qgRmKsA/s1600-h/grad.+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234054322304293314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYrMgLmcI/AAAAAAAAAH4/oPe_qgRmKsA/s400/grad.+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYrl0yL_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/StaBU5-rpkM/s1600-h/grad.+08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234054329101594610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYrl0yL_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/StaBU5-rpkM/s400/grad.+08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYsKAcrXI/AAAAAAAAAII/vtfbYnrnkLQ/s1600-h/grad.+08+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234054338814193010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYsKAcrXI/AAAAAAAAAII/vtfbYnrnkLQ/s400/grad.+08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you're looking Jake this first one was inspired by the pic on your blog... for some reason it doesn't look as cool as yours did... I think maybe it was the shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of them is on the way... and then after 11 hrs of driving. wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4697180322145937783?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4697180322145937783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4697180322145937783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4697180322145937783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4697180322145937783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures-as-promised_13.html' title='pictures as promised'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKMYq2JkG2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PAF5bW3lAwY/s72-c/grad.+08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6407479522437166302</id><published>2008-08-12T11:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:06:06.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wait... let me fix my hair..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKHC8bJTXKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UDY0k7pFVto/s1600-h/gossiping-ladies-beauty_~bxp65029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233678585315941538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKHC8bJTXKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UDY0k7pFVto/s400/gossiping-ladies-beauty_~bxp65029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok , I want to know from all my regulars to you sneaky passerbys, what is up with almost ALL women, why is it when a picture is shown of you that EVERY time predictably without a doubt you say ( and I quote...) "EEWWWW!!! Don't show that picture around to everyone!" or perhaps "Yuck! I can't believe you kept that picture!" or maybe just the rotating head followed by " I know you didn't!" while trying to destroy the said picture in question. Whats up with that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a theory... I think either 1.) You all really want people to say how fabulous you really do look, or 2.) You have a serious issue with yourself. Which isn't really good. (You are made in God's image and likeness, people are the only one's who see ugly based on the wrong facet of love in use). So what is your opinion world? All has done it, at least once. Some of you that's all you say to pictures. I must confess my own wife does that... it's irritating because she's the most beautiful woman of all. What are you gonna do... Seriously though I wonder what damage that is doing to your own self image seeing and SAYING those WRONG things about yourself. Hmmm....... Does that affect how you act or how you might later be a witness? Or maybe just how friendly you are. Thank God I have been delivered from that... I love me. And struggle to get into photographs. Mine, friends, random people on the road... Anyway I've even been known to sell my pictures... or at least try. I'm telling you they'll be worth a million some day. Alright so belly up America... what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6407479522437166302?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6407479522437166302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6407479522437166302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6407479522437166302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6407479522437166302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/wait-let-me-fix-my-hair.html' title='&quot;Wait... let me fix my hair...&quot;'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SKHC8bJTXKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UDY0k7pFVto/s72-c/gossiping-ladies-beauty_~bxp65029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-629059306058420729</id><published>2008-08-11T12:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:46:25.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DONT FORGET THE B-DAYS!!!!</title><content type='html'>OH YAH BABY, THE B-DAYS ARE UPON US!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHLOE!! 10 IS A GOOD #!! YOUR TURNING INTO A BEAUTIFUL YOUNG LADY! and.... HAPPY B-DAY JORDAN!!! 19... WHAT?! WELL YOU'RE STILL A CUTE LITTLE GIRL TO ME. and i will 'whoop' anyone who says otherwise...a little FYI. I Love you both and thank God every day for beautiful, smart, full of love kids!!!!!!!!!!! You are Fabulous. (pics to follow at no extra cost.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-629059306058420729?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/629059306058420729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=629059306058420729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/629059306058420729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/629059306058420729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-forget-b-days.html' title='DONT FORGET THE B-DAYS!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2631288092018489278</id><published>2008-08-11T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:02:08.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>overtaken...</title><content type='html'>Well The Blessing is in full force. I finally get to let the cat out of the bag how the Lord has opened up a position at a new place of employment for me, with the best benefits, the best money I have ever made and further opp. to go up. Awesome!!! To God be the glory!! Between standing 0n the Word and seeking the vision for my life so much has unfolded now. It all goes up from here. We also picked up Jordan from Go Min. and got to see the rest of the family up there too. Amazing how you can feel the closeness with folks you really just met. Good stuff! I can't say how proud I am of her and that ministry changing the lives of countless people across the country. My life is blessed, my children are blessed and I can't wait to see what He does today. Can't say it enough, To God Be The Glory! (I'll have more pics on the trip later! Jake I got a pic inspired by you bro. so keep looking!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2631288092018489278?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2631288092018489278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2631288092018489278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2631288092018489278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2631288092018489278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/overtaken.html' title='overtaken...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-207676185905329629</id><published>2008-08-01T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:53:55.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's that time again... Road Trip. Minnesota bound. Oh yahh. Gonna tear up the asphalt and leave the sweltering Arkansas summer behind, even if for just a couple of days. 105 degrees? I don't think so. In fact I've noticed that in the last few years people from California and the north are migrated to the center of the earth here in Arkansas and ACTUALLY loving the summers here. Well I have a theory about this... If you know anything about a pond or a lake you would also know that it 'turns' every now and again. The cool water from the bottom turns over to take the place of the warmer water on the top, I really think that the earth is upside down at this point... Anyway I think that what this strange phenomenon is is that northerners are 'turning over' if you will and southerns are obliging them and turning right back over with them leaving everybody migrating all over the place. I know for a fact I'll take the snow and the cold and give SOMEBODY this fabulous 105 degree summers, where you can't even go outside without your face melting off. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though I think another thing is that God is changing desires in people's hearts. I know that in order to really be effective in ministry or life that a person must be in God's plan and will and enjoy WHERE you are. I think this is really evident in Christians that are truly seeking and are led by the Spirit of God. Pretty insightful, huh. Well anywho, I'm ready to go and get Jordan and have a good time hanging out and swapping stories, and looking for amusing road signs. Stay tuned we live in a funny world where fortunately for our amusement they display it readily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-207676185905329629?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/207676185905329629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=207676185905329629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/207676185905329629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/207676185905329629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/08/road-trip.html' title='ROAD TRIP!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1933874827747021056</id><published>2008-07-25T12:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:49:39.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridin' the airwaves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoSHRFwkxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mzQAb-aVERQ/s1600-h/TN_604_6867_D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227010233572823826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoSHRFwkxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mzQAb-aVERQ/s400/TN_604_6867_D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I was checkin out ring tones this morning. And I had a serious epiphany. The songs that I was listening to actually MADE me remember stuff. It's like they triggered something in my memory. Oh yah, I remembered times, situations... people. All sorts of stuff like that. Then I kinda put it together, the Bible says that God &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inhabits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the praise of His people! So I started thinking I wonder what song makes God think of me? Hmmmm... It's kinda like there's an attatchment somehow between the two. Strange, they even kinda resurrected feelings from that time too. Neat when you think about it. I know of only a couple things that will do that. Music (apparently), smells, and sounds. I'm tending to think these 'gates' of senses God gave us have a whole lot more relevance than we really know. Because we are supposed to experience certain things, as the Bible also tells us to. To remember, or bring to membrance things we have overcome, etc. Pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1933874827747021056?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1933874827747021056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1933874827747021056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1933874827747021056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1933874827747021056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/ridin-airwaves.html' title='Ridin&apos; the airwaves...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoSHRFwkxI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mzQAb-aVERQ/s72-c/TN_604_6867_D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-366274454914845537</id><published>2008-07-23T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:46:58.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless Church</title><content type='html'>I can sense a restless feeling in the atmosphere of the spirit today. It 'feels' like a great cloud of revelation coming into the minds and hearts of people all around. The Light Bulb going on on the inside of many. As the mighty SOUND of rushing wind came forth from heaven on the day of the outpouring of the Holy Spirit and the release of the hosts of angels to this earthly realm, so I can finally attest to the BLESSING of God being released into our atmosphere. God has been steadily dealing with me about this BLESSING for a few years now, but it is indeed getting intense now. Through the study of our speaking His Words and mixing them with our faith I&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;see the releasing of the BLESSING into this physical realm. Resulting in a people and atmosphere filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intolerance&lt;/span&gt; for the things of this world and ready to demonstrate and experience things of heaven. And why not the time is now. This small sliver of time we are living in is getting more and more compacted together until the implosion of His ultimate manifested Presence will be seen and will pull all of His to Him. I didn't say ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;plosion&lt;/span&gt;, which blows things apart, I said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plosion&lt;/span&gt; which erupts while simultaneously pulling it all together and in. It's not a blowing up, it's a blowing in. And I know for all of us who will be serious with Jesus, and be transparent with God, we will see the fruits of this BLESSING like none has ever seen or experienced before from the beginning of all existence. As the Lord has said... The time is near and the Glory is here. Call on Jesus' name, let Him save you. And call out His Word, just believe what He said. He is not a liar, nor a fiction of some weirdo's imagination. Soon will come the time when it will be too late, and the choice will be made. when you decide not to choose your choice has already been made. For the rest, expect. It is time for the Glory of God like never before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-366274454914845537?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/366274454914845537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=366274454914845537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/366274454914845537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/366274454914845537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/restless-church.html' title='Restless Church'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-522463421190575801</id><published>2008-07-19T12:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T13:08:08.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Compromise</title><content type='html'>You know I've learned of a nasty little phrase called " situational ethics". It involves another nasty little phrase called "compromise". All that it boils down to is either conforming your stance or complete personality to appease the acceptance and love of others. Or backing down on what you believe to fit in or take the easy path. In my years of being around salespeople and upper office management I am continually amazed at the compromise that is in abundance every single day. The recent case a person I overheard saying that " they just couldn't stand people that ACT differently than they do in church and that they just happen to be looking for another church to go to". I thought wow! That's great, they can go to our church, right? Not but a week later I hear the same exact person around another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;influential&lt;/span&gt; person, using language that is really not suited to a Christian. Then finally it happened they came to me and did the same thing...&lt;br /&gt;I never thought one day I would have to ask "How saved are you?" Are you 'still drinking, cussing saved? Or perhaps flirting with the waitress on business saved?&lt;br /&gt;So far I've actually heard a church member with responsibility in the church after a phone conversation cuss his pastor for asking him last minute to provide that service for a church function. Needless to say I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appalled&lt;/span&gt;. I've seen and heard one cuss and take part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;worldly&lt;/span&gt; JUNK and turn around and pull their hat off and pray the nicest prayer at lunch time. So what gives... Christian or not? Man we gotta grow up. In Christ. Is compromise a Godly thing? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... don't think so, I believe I'll just make a stand. Help me pray for these and for the body, we have to set a better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;example&lt;/span&gt; than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-522463421190575801?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/522463421190575801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=522463421190575801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/522463421190575801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/522463421190575801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/compromise.html' title='Compromise'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7562645829232066761</id><published>2008-07-17T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T12:55:12.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creator</title><content type='html'>I was sitting a minute ago and became totally captivated with my hands. Ever look at your hands and really study them? How the skin forms around them, and the bones and stuff? Really cool. It really amazes me that there is a being who can build, create, or make (however you want to look at it) such an amazing creature as the human being. I think we all take it for granted and walk around in these things and never really give it a second thought.  What a cool thing this body is... it works perfectly together all the organs and independent systems operating effeciently as one. And I thought I was cool building phase converters and rewiring my truck! Whatever! Neat not only does it function and work correctly, but he also made the thing to actually look good too! Huh... I could talk on this for a long time. We have eyes to see through! The outstanding ability to talk and learn and build ourselves. Cool what you can see when you slow down and look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7562645829232066761?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7562645829232066761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7562645829232066761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7562645829232066761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7562645829232066761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/creator.html' title='Creator'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-560425160758350686</id><published>2008-07-14T12:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:53:04.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toiletnators!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoS7533E3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/N6TnA9eDoik/s1600-h/gwm51528320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227011137873580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoS7533E3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/N6TnA9eDoik/s400/gwm51528320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO we have this here 'work day' called at church and I was invited to attend. So you know I'm like yah, why not. God's house here in Alma AR needs a little pick-me-up, a little TLC if you know what I mean. Little did I know... no seriously little did I know (or remember) the gracious smell of sewer gases at 8:00 am on a beautiful Saturday morning. It does kinda make the orange juice have a whole new flavor... So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14 beautiful toilet bowls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; later my friend and fellow plumbing commando Chad Berry have set a new personal record and blew away the competition. (I know, you're thinking what competition... figure of speech, go with it.) We have become the masters of the wax ring... the kings of the stool... the repairers of the breached seats... I could go on. But really the whole point I'm trying to make is that afterwards being slap-yo-momma tired (cause I did crawl under a bus to work on a generator too) I went home with the most awesome feeling of accomplishment and just ... JOY really! And I know it's because the Lord Jesus was smiling on the inside of me at the same time. It really makes me wonder what He'll say about that (not even really a) sacrifice we give by fixing and loving His house more than our own. After all, He is what it's all about. I just can't wait till we can set 14 GOLD toilets for our righteousness of God little heinees! So anyway thanks to all that helped too on Saturday and to the GO Ministries, the hardest bunch of working, believing, praying and loving people you could ever meet! Love to you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-560425160758350686?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/560425160758350686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=560425160758350686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/560425160758350686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/560425160758350686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/toiletnators.html' title='The Toiletnators!!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SIoS7533E3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/N6TnA9eDoik/s72-c/gwm51528320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2256909815925653289</id><published>2008-07-11T13:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T13:15:27.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I was reunited with a friend of mine yesterday that we were actually like brothers. I adopted into his family and he into mine. Man it was good talking to him, but I also realized throughout the conversation that I am not the same guy I used to be and it was so evident. I just spent the evening thinking about him and how I used to be just like him. I talked like him, thought like him, and acted just like him. What's funny is I would see a little kid coming or a nice little old lady and I would pray for that instant 'don't cuss, don't cuss!'. Crazy... Man what a time I had thanking the Lord for changing me from the inside out. Sometimes I think it takes episodes like this to really realize what a work the Word and God has done on the inside of us. I really at that moment had real appreciation for the people God has placed in my life. My church folk, friends and NEW family He has given me. Awesome, thank you Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-2256909815925653289?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2256909815925653289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2256909815925653289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2256909815925653289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2256909815925653289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1253474325644642626</id><published>2008-07-09T12:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:52:23.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little soap box...</title><content type='html'>So I am listening to the Christian radio station of choice (really about the only choice), and low and behold I hear this great testimony about a lady who lost family, kids, job, etc. becoming homeless and all. But she finds help at a shelter and grabs hold of Jesus and eventually gets her family, kids, job everything back! So I'm like Praise God!! Then this DJ completely BLOWS the whole thing by saying " Ya know I think sometimes God ALLOWS us to go through these things to.... blah blah blah. So let me get this straight are we praising Him for delivering this lady or are we criticizing Him for ALLOWING (or making) us go through these times? That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Why try to explain the 'vast mysteries of God' away to try to pet somebody for their own choices? I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to be harsh, but THINK for a second, God gave us all the WILL to make our OWN choices. Other wise we would all be just like the angels and none of this mess would be happening today. Why not just be thankful and praising of heart for all the times we know of and DON'T know of that His grace has saved us from destruction. His grace and favor makes a bridge at the end of the dead end road WE chose to go down. Well if He gave us the ability to choose then certainly He's going to allow the outcome to happen, otherwise it's no longer your choice. But don't ever miss the fact that He sent people to tell you, He put His Word in our laps to guide us, and He sent His Holy Spirit to lead us. My little soap box today. God has just been too good to me to put up with this kind of ignorance any longer. Thank God for Grace and a really cool blog. I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1253474325644642626?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1253474325644642626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1253474325644642626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1253474325644642626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1253474325644642626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-soap-box.html' title='My little soap box...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-7687650143999538254</id><published>2008-07-07T12:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:41:56.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's My Peeps 2</title><content type='html'>Okay. Well apparently there are a WHOLE lot of my peeps that feel the exact same way as I do, and the announcement Sunday for 18 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; 30 yr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; didn't help. SO... I must follow up with the second edition of "Where's my Peeps" for the sake of diffusing a possible riot here at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LWCC&lt;/span&gt; River Valley. Apparently some also remember the song 'We're not gonna take it!! NO We ain't gonna take it!!'.  I would like to formally announce the formation of (drum roll please) "The Core", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ooohhh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;!!!! Yes try to contain yourself, but we now have a group for the thirties and forties that still look and feel thirty. I didn't name it I just promote it. Good thing though, I probably would've called it something like... "The Der &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kamissar's&lt;/span&gt;" (Monica), or perhaps the "We rule club". But anyhow our pleas have not fallen on deaf ears, many of us took a deliberate stand and by George &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; sweat and tears we have overthrown 'Big Brother' we will demand to be recognized!!!!!!(Awesome statesman type speeches run deep in my family). So Randy, Louise, Jack and Tammy, Big 'C' and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;LittleBerry&lt;/span&gt;', and the other M&amp;amp;M's I salute you, be prepared for some serious 'hang time' and peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-7687650143999538254?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7687650143999538254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=7687650143999538254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7687650143999538254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/7687650143999538254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheres-my-peeps-2.html' title='Where&apos;s My Peeps 2'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4295553330609957097</id><published>2008-07-03T12:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:52:18.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice,Practice,Practice...</title><content type='html'>Practice... one thing I never really used to be good at. But the one thing that is essential for our spiritual growth. I love the meaning of 'patience' that the Lord revealed to me some years ago, consistently the same. That's practice. And huh, practice DOES make perfect. I remember that movie somebody shared with me about Bruce Almighty I think it was, where he said how many fingers am i holding up? And the actor of 'God' says a number like 10 or something and the guy pulls his hand around and behold he has 10 fingers. You know that's the way it is with us individually. What God has said about us IS the TRUTH. You can't change it, I can't change it and the devil can't change it. We are the only ones that can stop it from coming to pass. We have to practice what He said.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord blessed me with hundreds of dollars worth of suits when I heard His call for me, and He witnessed to me to wear these suits and show off His goodness and practice. It doesn't matter what you drive, it doesn't matter what people think, you practice what I've said you are. And I still get some funny looks and comments from time to time, but I feel more the part today for practicing. We have to be watchful in the difference between practicing and just faking it. What's the difference? FAITH. When you step out in faith you've given God an avenue to bring that thing to pass that He's said. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I put on a  $400 suit I'm agreeing with what God said I am no matter how I feel or what's happening in the natural. This IS the walk of faith, the walk of true Christianity in the earth. Practice it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4295553330609957097?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4295553330609957097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4295553330609957097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4295553330609957097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4295553330609957097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/practicepracticepractice.html' title='Practice,Practice,Practice...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5026991240741691234</id><published>2008-07-02T12:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:01:05.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGvCT0ysb-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qMvdJ3CLBzY/s1600-h/flag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218478239083425762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGvCT0ysb-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qMvdJ3CLBzY/s400/flag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGvCTzH8iuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bnEg5D_eGLQ/s1600-h/flag4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218478238635690722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGvCTzH8iuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bnEg5D_eGLQ/s400/flag4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I can't recall all of the stories I've heard about people going overseas to other nations and coming home so changed by the poverty and heavy spirit of all the other nations around us. I recently heard of a couple of kids going to Mexico for a missions type trip and coming home so thankful for this nation. I am so grateful for this nation, for God birthing it out of the spirits of men fed up with the status quo of a dictator telling them when they can worship where they can worship, etc. God put us here for The Blessing. To create the garden of Eden everwhere we look. And so far if you would take the time to look around you would see the fine beginnings of it. I truly pity people who find so much fault with this fine land and nation. And I further want to say "Thank You" to my ancestors, my grandparents and my parents and family that gave their all and some their lives to keep this nation free and answer the call to keep what God has so graciously given us. Aldo a shout out to the soldiers in Iraq this year STILL doing the same thing for the same cause. We love you guys and pray for you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD HAS BLESSED THE USA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5026991240741691234?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5026991240741691234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5026991240741691234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5026991240741691234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5026991240741691234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/07/proud-to-be-american.html' title='Proud to be an American'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGvCT0ysb-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qMvdJ3CLBzY/s72-c/flag2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-2496597176844913431</id><published>2008-06-27T12:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:26:01.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe in Breathe out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGUwpNQ9raI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Yx2N83kgsUQ/s1600-h/CountryRoad43037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216629227872169378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGUwpNQ9raI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Yx2N83kgsUQ/s400/CountryRoad43037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGUu8c4aKNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OYjQJlnvlqA/s1600-h/spacer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216627359458404562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGUu8c4aKNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OYjQJlnvlqA/s400/spacer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever come to a fork in the road and what you thought you were going to do suddenly becomes something you're not going to do? What? You know, as human nature we all see the quickest way to a destination as a straight line. But I think God likes the scenic route. And you ever notice how God is RARELY ever in a hurry to get somewhere? He never gets uptight. He never stresses out over a situation... man He never even tenses up! Ever asked yourself "Now what does this road even have to do with where (I think) I'm going.""Why are we going down this road?" ,"Are we there yet?". And I am continually amazed at the scripture that has come to mind over and over and over and over... Isaiah 55... My ways are not your ways and My thoughts are not your thoughts. Interesting. Could it be this windy country road with all the trees and hills seemingly going nowhere could actually be the road that takes you to your wealthy place? Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what's funny about human nature. We always want to fix it. Well I can fix that. How can I make that work. How am I going to pay for that. What am I gonna do. But I don't ever recall God telling us to DO anything except call things that be not as though they were and Psalms 23 sit down, shut up and eat (in the presence of your enemies). Mixed with a little praying ALWAYS with all prayer and supplications. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess it's about time to sit back, stop squirming and enjoy the breeze, enjoy the scenery on your way to your destination. And for the love of all things holy and good quit stressing out with every corner, you're not going to fall out! (As I point to myself). To me healing the sick, raising the dead, and getting people saved and filled with the Spirit are child's play in faith compared to this. But it takes faith to let go and just let Him do the thinking, the driving, the leading, the talking, and everything else. Up for it? Take a deep breath and there we go...&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/2157299288637318166-2496597176844913431?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2496597176844913431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=2496597176844913431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2496597176844913431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/2496597176844913431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/breathe-in-breathe-out.html' title='Breathe in Breathe out...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGUwpNQ9raI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Yx2N83kgsUQ/s72-c/CountryRoad43037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-622359874311049997</id><published>2008-06-25T12:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:59:07.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my Peeps at?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGKHVVtkrhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/INfYvy2e-DE/s1600-h/200px-Wanteduspro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215880119123750418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGKHVVtkrhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/INfYvy2e-DE/s400/200px-Wanteduspro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am finding myself in a small dilemma... I am finding myself at church and at other places feeling kinda like an outsider. On one hand you hang out with the younger crowd and they walk off and leave you feeling like an ancient elder of church Constantinople... but on the other hand you hang out with the 'older scene' and they sit around and say 'Oh... you're just a baby yet HAHAHA... I have children as old as you!'. So predictably shunned in both arenas. The babyboomers have 562.3 million others to identify with, the younger crowd all are raving about (justly I might say...) their new found religious cravings. But what about the 30-ish people? At church the focus is on the younger scene ( again justly so as to not offend any one), and if not the younger scene than the 'slightly older scene?'. So what about my peeps? What about those who recall rockin out to "Wanted" by Bon Jovi, and being the first generation labeled incorrectly as the 'X Generation?'. Perhaps there's just too few of us to really make a noticeable impact on the 'world's scene' daddio. So what does a person do? Well I am creating a 'Lost 30's generation helpline'. We may not meet at 'Starbucks' or go shopping for ghastly, poorly made Elvis memorabilia... but we could get together and, I don't know, be normal. So all of you 30-ish people out there, FEAR NOT I SAY UNTO YOU! For help is coming! To be continued...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this calls for a new blog site...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-622359874311049997?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/622359874311049997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=622359874311049997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/622359874311049997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/622359874311049997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/wheres-my-peeps-at.html' title='Where&apos;s my Peeps at?!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SGKHVVtkrhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/INfYvy2e-DE/s72-c/200px-Wanteduspro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8679876677719792445</id><published>2008-06-23T12:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:55:57.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's yo daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hUWM_VsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/U5r3PO8u4QA/s1600-h/coverGGG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215134633192019650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hUWM_VsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/U5r3PO8u4QA/s400/coverGGG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hLbBaJHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cTjndA7IcV4/s1600-h/841civvy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215134479866799218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hLbBaJHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cTjndA7IcV4/s400/841civvy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hEhql0lI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fYbAweMaDVY/s1600-h/71M2A87911L__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215134361391059538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hEhql0lI/AAAAAAAAAFE/fYbAweMaDVY/s400/71M2A87911L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I have decided to share with the whole world my newest faith project. Oh ya, a 50's era Indian Chief motorcycle. I have steadily gone from old 50's cars to 70's muscle cars, to that awesome 85 Silverado the Lord has currently blessed me with to restore and enjoy. But oh I have a dream... a dream to go rumbling about on the most kick butt, rumbling, bug slapping awesome-est looking feeling riding back that man has ever seen. Yes the Indian chief. I am showing off a few pics of them and will now let you druel so please keep the Kleenex handy...&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/2157299288637318166-8679876677719792445?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8679876677719792445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8679876677719792445' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8679876677719792445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8679876677719792445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/whos-yo-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s yo daddy...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_hUWM_VsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/U5r3PO8u4QA/s72-c/coverGGG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5375581945226705835</id><published>2008-06-23T12:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T12:34:57.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La,La,La...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_eql2aL5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/F54D5mEqnyA/s1600-h/main_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215131716814516114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_eql2aL5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/F54D5mEqnyA/s400/main_pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever woke up or gone thru the day singing a song that you normally would never sing and wondering how it got there? Well... I've been kinda experiencing that here lately. Today it's from the Jefferson's... " Well I'm a movin on up... movin on up... to the East Side... to that deluxe apartment in the sky-hi-hi." That leaves me wondering where the heck does that come from? Sometimes I'm particularly blessed cause I'm singing a worship song or a rocking praise song. But where the corny TV tunes or sappy 80's love songs? Last week it was Lionel Ritchie... "Hello, is it me your looking for? I see the fire in your eyes...". Unbelievable. Especially when you work around a bunch of fartin, gruntin, manly men. Get this a couple weeks ago it was " I'm every woman..." Ya, Whitney Houston!!!! WHAT?! Weird. Oh well maybe I can chalk it up to too much American Idol, or start changing the words to something a little more positive (or at least manly). I think I'll just consider the sappy one's as the fabulous love I have for my lovely wife and forget the other one's!! But seriously is there some kind of subconscious juke box in our heads that randomly picks out toons at will? Maybe this would be good for Myth Busters, but they'd probably have to cut into somebody's brain... hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5375581945226705835?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5375581945226705835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5375581945226705835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5375581945226705835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5375581945226705835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/lalala.html' title='La,La,La...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SF_eql2aL5I/AAAAAAAAAEs/F54D5mEqnyA/s72-c/main_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-569578902204648755</id><published>2008-06-22T15:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:13:56.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MYRN!!!!</title><content type='html'>So today a few years ago a wonderful thing occured... Myrna was born and was destined for a life with me!!! YA!! We had a wonderful day with an AWESOME lunch and fun afterward. Thank God for my Myrna!! You are wonderful and I love you! We are going up and to our wealthy place!!! Oh look out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MYRNA!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-569578902204648755?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/569578902204648755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=569578902204648755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/569578902204648755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/569578902204648755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-myrn.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY MYRN!!!!'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1972352890947222539</id><published>2008-06-20T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:58:56.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day For Christian Rock...</title><content type='html'>Well it's happened... it seems "Christian Rock" is becoming popular and even becoming a cover up for devilish music bands to creep in. I HATE that... and I really don't use the word hate as an every day popular word. I was researching alittle and found out that one band I really like seems to have turned to the dark side. POD has signed with a producer who produces such music from 'Evanescence', a horribly devilish looking and sounding band. Unfortunately it seems if you sing to a god, any god it's Christian now. Sad day. I was watching a show on Angel TV that spotlights "Christian Music" and was amazed at the so-called 'poot-gas' (as my Pastor so eloquently put it) for lyrics I heard. One song was called Temptation, and the guy sang about temptation, being tempted and with a grin on his face the temptation winning. I don't recall the story of Jesus in the wilderness throwing His hands up and with a stupid grin saying 'Oh well, I guess the temptation won...TeeHee.'&lt;br /&gt;That's why I plug Disciple and Kutless every chance I get. Do I agree with everything they say? No, and they probably wouldn't agree with everything I say, either. But they sing scripture, you know from the Bible. Holy Spirit fall upon me, etc... . Geez and how about "Demon Hunter". Seriously, are you kidding me? Here's a little spiritual law for ya guys: the thing you speak most about and talk about between you and friends constitutes a manifestation of that thing. I.E. you continually sing and talk demons guess who'll be at your house waiting for you to get home? DUH.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how happy I was when I got Toby Mac and Disciple, Falling up and Kutless. But be cautious, they're not all like these great guys making a difference... they're not all Christian, groovy beat or not try listening to the WORDS. And please be interested in your kids spiritual wellbeing!!! Might kinda look past the wool and check out the big reddish colored teeth. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;So help me pray for POD that the Light would shine and reveal some truth to them and direction, K? Just a little somethin FYI. (And go around all day singing GLORY,GLORY,GLORY... you will have what you say.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1972352890947222539?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1972352890947222539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1972352890947222539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1972352890947222539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1972352890947222539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/sad-day-for-christian-rock.html' title='Sad Day For Christian Rock...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8184678851403855755</id><published>2008-06-19T12:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:53:42.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in the Future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFqc98a7EyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iHe98lvHanQ/s1600-h/back_to_the_future_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213652106639774498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFqc98a7EyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iHe98lvHanQ/s400/back_to_the_future_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever thought about in the spirit there is no time? God has no time. So everything in the past is today. Everything in the present is today. Everything tomorrow is today. It's all right now. So as far as God is concerned Jesus &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; died on that cross. And Jesus&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;just now&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;rose from the grave victorious and cleansing all mankind from every trace of sin. To God you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; gave your heart to Christ His precious son, even if you have been born again for 30 years. So all the needs we have even in the future are all taken care of now, today. Every plan for our lives formed and shaped by God are all now. He concieved you in His Heart and gave birth to you calling out your name in heaven breathing you into this physical earth. He preplanned your entire life from beginning to end. He started at the beginning came to this present day and went ahead to the future to preplan and prearrange your footsteps, because to Him it's all now. There is no past, and only He knows the future of time and man. The only past to God is His remembrance of His covenant. No time... we can be positive of never wasting time and redeeming every minute by being led by His Spirit. Who better to know what to do and when to do it? Man, just what magnitude of Awesome, Almighty Being do we serve?! How so much easier this makes it to serve and TRUST Him. No Time... I hope this is a little something to boost your faith and a little something to chew on. &lt;/div&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/2157299288637318166-8184678851403855755?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8184678851403855755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8184678851403855755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8184678851403855755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8184678851403855755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/living-in-future.html' title='Living in the Future?'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFqc98a7EyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/iHe98lvHanQ/s72-c/back_to_the_future_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-642318967157902472</id><published>2008-06-18T12:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T12:30:46.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Official</title><content type='html'>Well it's true I am now 'Officially Official'. I have boldly secured the passage key into the depths of intellectual intellectual...dom. Yes I overcame the shots record... the tortuous 'new student orientation' seminar, and have become an officical college student. Bring it on.&lt;br /&gt; So now I go boldly down the hallways of learning, stopping only to admire all the thought patterns of my fellow students on my way to pinancle and climax, if I may say, of my educational future. Wow. Exciting!&lt;br /&gt; And what's more I have an outstanding opporotunity to stop these children from having children, from abandoning their futures and more importantly discovering their futures, yes I am Matt Nichols Christian Undercover. Already helped one out yesterday... I can't be stopped...I'm going all the way... you want some of this??!!...WHAT?!?! Ok so anyway much more to come, so stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt; I also get to teach our children tonight so I get double the blessing! Gonna lay out the Light of God, which IS the Love of God, which happens to be the absolute basis of all Christian motivation and functionality. Way Cool! Well, I'm gonna go drive a monster tractor about and spit like a redneck with my hat slightly ajar, so have a blessed day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-642318967157902472?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/642318967157902472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=642318967157902472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/642318967157902472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/642318967157902472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/officially-official.html' title='Officially Official'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-9133001453609020673</id><published>2008-06-16T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T16:31:01.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Random Thoughts of Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ode To Bubble Wrap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh my bubble wrap you make me so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;to squoosh you and pop you when our day is so crappy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The wonderful feeling in my hands so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;the explosion of joy as your air takes flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I grab you and hold you my poofy little friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And in the end I feel relieved with a happy little grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh happy day when I see you come along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;For I know it won't be long before I hear your little song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;With all my friends we laugh and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who knew air and plastic could make us so happy today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-9133001453609020673?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/9133001453609020673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=9133001453609020673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9133001453609020673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/9133001453609020673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-random-thoughts-of-matt.html' title='More Random Thoughts of Matt'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5018551316230032914</id><published>2008-06-16T13:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:28:52.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfKEkLVh1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fm6DAo7jGZ8/s1600-h/new+pics2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212857273484150610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfKEkLVh1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fm6DAo7jGZ8/s400/new+pics2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this Father's Day was probably the best I've ever had. Seriously... I got hand made beautiful cards from Chloe and Ryan, and a call from Jordan in MN... singing a truly original version of... well... a wonderful song. I am so deeply blessed. God is so good and faithful when you give Him control of all you have, since He gave it to you to enjoy in the first place. Coming where I came from, I just LOVE my family and all God has given me. Truly there's a whole lot more top life than what we make it out to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5018551316230032914?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5018551316230032914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5018551316230032914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5018551316230032914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5018551316230032914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfKEkLVh1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Fm6DAo7jGZ8/s72-c/new+pics2008+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-4529083574798951138</id><published>2008-06-08T15:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:15:54.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfG253T5II/AAAAAAAAADk/AF8q7tbl9xg/s1600-h/new+pics2008+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212853740252685442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfG253T5II/AAAAAAAAADk/AF8q7tbl9xg/s400/new+pics2008+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfG3Kpp7kI/AAAAAAAAADs/3nwKWd9SMF4/s1600-h/new+pics2008+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212853744758812226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfG3Kpp7kI/AAAAAAAAADs/3nwKWd9SMF4/s400/new+pics2008+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SE2kKzlcaMI/AAAAAAAAACg/YaWcCMX0fz0/s1600-h/ZPXYWCAOWOD4QCAKJNEFMCAXLVOCQCA84Z4FSCAF7ZX9MCA2UGYMVCARWM7GECABG25XGCAG34RQOCAD82JZ4CAYR08KUCAJ0SUJZCAT35099CAXVOFX3CAHULLHVCA1E5FT5CAUPQOOPCAECFZ5KCA3SEA6M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210000849490438338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SE2kKzlcaMI/AAAAAAAAACg/YaWcCMX0fz0/s400/ZPXYWCAOWOD4QCAKJNEFMCAXLVOCQCA84Z4FSCAF7ZX9MCA2UGYMVCARWM7GECABG25XGCAG34RQOCAD82JZ4CAYR08KUCAJ0SUJZCAT35099CAXVOFX3CAHULLHVCA1E5FT5CAUPQOOPCAECFZ5KCA3SEA6M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were invited to a wedding this past Friday, and while we were there waiting for the ushers and looking at all the beautiful decorations all the sudden in my awesome thought processes I began to ponder who would be the The Wedding Star at this fine gathering?. You know what I mean? There's always that one individual, young or old, that captures the attention of all spectators involved, hungry for the obvious lack of attention they're not getting at home. Well the winner tonight was about a 3 year old little ringbearer that wondered all over the stage completely unaware of all those hushingly trying to contain him. All eyes on him, I nor anybody else could make out (or remember) that which was eloquently spoken, I'm sure, by the minister in charge. Shortly our star then begins to Roll Around in the floor on the stage to be quickly scooped up by the best man which then began the crying ceremony... "Let me down!!" followed by "Uuuugghhhh..." and massive amounts of crying. I'm sure you know what I'm saying. Amazingly enough the wedding carried on with only a few more embarrasing gliches. Sad but that's kinda what keeps me going to them. Like the one where the old lady I deem 'Ms. Drama' flays about all evening long full of emotional fortitude crying and snotting one minute and laughing hysterically the next... and I've actually been to a funeral where one falls to the floor clutching his chest demanding an ambulance only to be wheeled out a couple moments later with a big cat smile on his face going out the front door... strange the things people do. Oh well, I'm sure there will be many more to come and what's cool is, as time goes on the people get nuttier makes for great blogging anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here they are... your next wedding stars!! (turn your head a little)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-4529083574798951138?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4529083574798951138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=4529083574798951138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4529083574798951138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/4529083574798951138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='The Wedding Star'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SFfG253T5II/AAAAAAAAADk/AF8q7tbl9xg/s72-c/new+pics2008+187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5887887548851968357</id><published>2008-06-06T13:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:57:26.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wealthy Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SEmIhDoUr_I/AAAAAAAAABg/KYrKGhqPL3Q/s1600-h/ts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208844545522184178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SEmIhDoUr_I/AAAAAAAAABg/KYrKGhqPL3Q/s400/ts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here's another short sermon by yours truly, I'll post some funny one's later. I can't help it this is what I do, thank You Lord for blogs my family loves it. So really this could be subtitled how big are you thinking?. You know God has a wealthy place for all of us, we just get the adventure of discovering it. And it's really not that hard if we would slow down and listen. It's funny sometimes how we think He must be hiding it from us, but nothing is farther from the truth, seriously. I get stoked thinking about it myself, where am I going next? What awesome times are ahead? But you know we are always limited by... us. Yep us. Not God, not the white man, not the government, not society or momma for slappin you around as a kid. Us. You know like the picture above is God's best, for the most part we are fully satisfied sitting in the mud building a sloppy pile of sand with a hole for a window with OUR OWN HANDS. Bout the best we can do. And oh how proud we are of our grand creation that is a pile of mud compared with God's best for us. Sit on the bed this evening and think, dream, BIG. But that'll never happen... that's too much... says who? Why not me? Why not you? Who do you serve? You? Huh... put the work of your hands up next to God's... I already crushed mine with my foot. Not even comparable. But be ready, I was on the top of my game. 12 yr. trade under my belt. Makin TOP money, but it never seemed to be enough. When I finally was led out of it and gave God control I find myself today in the back of a tractor store making half the money, none of the prestige but blessed and going to school and on track with God. Literally giving, sowing in the THOUSANDS. Not 20 bones not 100 dollars in the thousands. Yah on my way to my wealthy place, serving God is not for losers it's for REAL men with REAL hearts and REAL love. Are you ready? Sometimes in order to get His best you gotta let go of your best. Seek His face and you can have what's in His hand. Love Him with all of your heart and see His Love in action. Where's your wealthy place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5887887548851968357?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5887887548851968357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5887887548851968357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5887887548851968357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5887887548851968357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/wealthy-place.html' title='A Wealthy Place'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SEmIhDoUr_I/AAAAAAAAABg/KYrKGhqPL3Q/s72-c/ts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-1098594173908441217</id><published>2008-06-03T12:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T12:44:26.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VISION</title><content type='html'>You get up in the morning, you go to work, you come home and do whatever it is you do (usually insignificant) and then you go to bed each night wondering what the significance of the day really was. Did I make a difference or did I just make somebody else some more money? And gee, I get to do it all over again tomorrow. I thought this very thing yesterday and it really impacted me. Even as adult Christians have you ever wondered 'What's the real point here?' ? I'm not talking to the pastors or the staff, you have the advantage whether you want to admit it or not, I'm talking to 'Joe' down the street who doesn't have the money or the call to be a pastor or such. Working the normal job for a subaverage pay in a backwards town in Arkansas, or Texas, or Louisiana. Ironically though if you're a Christian of any relative seriousness, you have to see that just wasn't God's plan. And it still isn't His plan. It really brings to light the Scripture in Hosea 'My people perish for lack of knowledge', and the other one talking about making the vision plain so people can run with it. Still yet I wonder when the church will get fed up with the hum-drum of 'life as normal' and become completely consumed with a vision. I made the realization yesterday that I need to do that myself. Though I've had one divinely handed to me it's easy to let those things slip when you see no avenue in the natural to express it. But amazingly enough God (who is sooo good and sure of His plan) keeps confirming what He said and the dream He's given me over and over and I'm sure He's taking me to my wealthy place in Him. The latest was this past Sunday a good brother of mine told me things that really witnessed to me and gave me direction though he never would know the magnitude of what he related. I actually had to stop and say 'What did you say?'. So what's God saying to you? Give a little more, focus a little more, stop comparing yourself to other people, or just maybe this wasn't My plan for you come over here and let Me show you my Good. Either way I hope this helps someone. He is Good, and there really is more to this life. Get a vision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-1098594173908441217?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1098594173908441217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=1098594173908441217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1098594173908441217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/1098594173908441217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/06/vision.html' title='VISION'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8800876794713156409</id><published>2008-05-29T12:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:40:36.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Money Money Money By The Pound"</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the millionare's website! Glad you could join me today! Amazing how God's philosophy of life is compared to ours. He WANTS us rich. Recently my eyes have been opened to this, after already using the Word and confessing it to every area. To wit our daughter Jordan in Go Min. actually had $200 supernaturally multiplied before hers and others eyes to $400! No slight of hand, or goofy tricks, the word was spoken and the money increased! How? Who cares!!!! (By God of course) Then if that's not enough, we have as a family been believing for her tuition to be paid and I told her even if Bro. Copeland himself has to come and deliver it at my front door, it will come. (because everybody knows Luke 6:38, God directs it and MEN give it) So long story short we stood on that till the last hour when she was facing getting sent home. Then came an inpromptu hail storm that damaged some things on our house even after I applied the Blood of Jesus to it. You did not! So I told the devil (the real destroyer) he's paying back 7 fold. HaHa, and it started coming. Not only did the roof get replaced (we were believing for) But altogether we were able to almost wipe out that tuition in one fail swoop. That's what I call chunk seed to sow! Well we're getting our windows replaced too, because we can!! Thank you Jesus for Your Word!!! I guess Bro. Copeland was busy. So get ready, its still coming. More to come, because " God is not mocked WHATSOEVER a man will sow, THAT will he reap." And my Daddy is so rich and so good oh sooky...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8800876794713156409?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8800876794713156409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8800876794713156409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8800876794713156409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8800876794713156409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/money-money-money-by-pound.html' title='&quot;Money Money Money By The Pound&quot;'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-8285346719934246175</id><published>2008-05-21T12:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:02:44.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gooder and Gooder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDRh6_GmClI/AAAAAAAAABI/5GCnCCb2sCc/s1600-h/byrce_3_bg_020104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202891135519165010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDRh6_GmClI/AAAAAAAAABI/5GCnCCb2sCc/s400/byrce_3_bg_020104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it just me or does every day just seem to get better? well for me i can't help to to wake up every day with a smile on my face. knowing all night long my faith has been building and tearing down... it's awesome to know that God is all ears and waiting for me to wake up each morning. the Holy Sprit is all up in me directing my business, it's a beautiful day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-8285346719934246175?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8285346719934246175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=8285346719934246175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8285346719934246175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/8285346719934246175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-just-me-or-does-every-day-just.html' title='Gooder and Gooder'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDRh6_GmClI/AAAAAAAAABI/5GCnCCb2sCc/s72-c/byrce_3_bg_020104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-809529282149023768</id><published>2008-05-20T12:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T12:41:25.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>musn't...slap...with...fish...</title><content type='html'>This entry kinda goes with last one. iwas so proud of technology yesterday. today...not so much. i have the task of finding 30 yr. old immun. records and nobody in all the vast computer networks and thousands of gigs of memory seems to have them. the high school said " oh we only carry those for 5yrs 30 min and 25 seconds then we shred them to oblivion... which happened to be just before you walked in the door... sorry, hehe." . SO nobody in the state of AR has any record of stabbing me with anything, good or bad. fabulous, so off i go in a mad search to the greater Dallas area to find myself again... (side note: how come they can shoot up half naked pics of all women great and small when you type in Health Dept. and the latter can't seem to remember how or what their job really is or was? technology... friend or foe? next time use a pencil and a piece of paper designate a spot in the backyard and plant a flower, it worked for grandma. (just don't draw any dirty pics with it!) To Be Continued........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-809529282149023768?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/809529282149023768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=809529282149023768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/809529282149023768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/809529282149023768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/musntslapwithfish.html' title='musn&apos;t...slap...with...fish...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-6159905962694348841</id><published>2008-05-19T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:58:56.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>" Did I Do That? "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDG-6PGmCkI/AAAAAAAAABA/DbxBpNQtGgM/s1600-h/nerd.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202148952285514306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDG-6PGmCkI/AAAAAAAAABA/DbxBpNQtGgM/s400/nerd.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay praise God!!! so now i am a little more of an expert blogger... my friend and compadre Jakeroonie helped me this weekend to tweek the site if you will. The pic is kinda how i feel right now.... yep i AM the computer master. who is your binary daddy!? we even put a cool counter on the bottom of said webpage... remarkably i am the first to view my own ... webpage. but of course that will change at any moment!! so ...okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-6159905962694348841?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6159905962694348841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=6159905962694348841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6159905962694348841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/6159905962694348841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/did-i-do-that.html' title='&quot; Did I Do That? &quot;'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SDG-6PGmCkI/AAAAAAAAABA/DbxBpNQtGgM/s72-c/nerd.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-683695623357417672</id><published>2008-05-08T12:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T13:15:09.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts of Matt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCNAJhyJB6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aXiOF7RyPL0/s1600-h/awesome1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198068927347361698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCNAJhyJB6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aXiOF7RyPL0/s400/awesome1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have you ever thought, wouldn't it be great to just 'morph' out of this body for about 10 minutes and just whoop the devil's butt? To just wrap your hands around his slimy pathetic throat and slap him with a fish or something... I used to fight alot in karate and out of karate and it really annoys me to have an adversary that you can't walk up to and 'beat down'. Of course Jesus told us to not even bother with him cause he's been defeated... but wouldn't it be nice in a weird fleshy sort a way... well thank God for the Word cause we know that's how we are able to make him scream like a little school girl and wet his pants. cool thing is, is whenever he looks at me he sees Jesus... Ha Ha Ha!!!! well i'll go back to sitting at the right hand of God in my best friend Jesus... resting... nice. Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-683695623357417672?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/683695623357417672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=683695623357417672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/683695623357417672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/683695623357417672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-of-matt.html' title='random thoughts of Matt...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCNAJhyJB6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aXiOF7RyPL0/s72-c/awesome1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2157299288637318166.post-5400351841026290155</id><published>2008-05-06T12:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:13:53.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take some ground...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCCaPNRzwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwwRyDRgz04/s1600-h/crusades-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197323556038623922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCCaPNRzwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwwRyDRgz04/s400/crusades-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in prayer this morning the Spirit led me to pray out 'pillage (if that's how you would spell it) and plunder the enemy's camp'. Ha Ha Ha!! Well how do you do that? How did they do it? They set their mind on the prize in view. The castle, the damsels, normally the treasures and they formed a plan of attack. Armies meditate on the method and angle and troop number and the cost of a campaign... (that'll preach) but they didn't just sit thereafter they took the materials they took the troops they took the orders and they attacked like they had already won. Complacency might as well have been treason. Complaining was grounds for death. With fire in their eyes they came and overcame an absolute posessing force driving them until they were the last man standing. They were on the offensive, THEY were the driving force, taking names and taking land as they went only to sort out the victories and the treasures and rewards afterwards. This IS the Christian life. I have decided to never again sit on the spiritual couch and let the devil eat my twinkies. Does persecution come? Duh... But we are more than overcomers thru Christ who strengthens us. Not just a refrigerator verse try putting this in your mouth and telling the devil to GIT!!! OOOHHH we have a Helper and the Word and the Power of the Most High God!!! Try being on the offensive instead of sitting around trying to enjoy the good times and dodge the bad take your stance of authourity, charge forward and TAKE some ground!! We are well able!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2157299288637318166-5400351841026290155?l=simplefaithnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5400351841026290155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2157299288637318166&amp;postID=5400351841026290155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5400351841026290155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2157299288637318166/posts/default/5400351841026290155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplefaithnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-some-ground.html' title='Take some ground...'/><author><name>Matt Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14326547540744035112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SxBaYjysJ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/lfxlVbMl7dM/S220/profile+pics+017.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aa94PwePUas/SCCaPNRzwrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwwRyDRgz04/s72-c/crusades-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
