tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92082131250750281892024-02-20T15:27:17.852-08:00THE EXTRAORDINARYnikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-32031957717728085912013-09-20T21:28:00.001-07:002013-09-20T21:28:55.302-07:00Prayer for the leadersHeavenly Father, I'd first of all like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the privilege of being able to strait up chat to you, personally and intimately as well as corporately and publicly. It's beautifully exciting to present requests to you, the creator of heaven and earth and everything in both of those. To share a conversation about what is going down, what you think of that and what you think of me. To share my deepest fears and hand over all my worries on cares into your more-than-capable hands. I'm so grateful and cherish this privilege. <div>No one else would handle these things like you do, no one has more power or authority than you, and for that I willingly chose to give you every part of me. </div><div><br></div><div>Would you move in the hearts and minds of the leaders who meet today at church? Let their spirits all be deeply refreshed in you and encouraged to keep walking in their new found confidence. </div><div>Let their hearts break again for the young people this ministry serves.</div><div>Holy Spirit would you prophetically speak into the lives of those who hunger for your direction and purpose. I ask that you ignite their hearts with your commission and birth new visions and dreams. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank your for the privilege of serving with such giant faith people and being able to brush shoulders with people who sharpen me as I sharpen them. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank you for the incredible start to the wildfire year- those kids were so so hungry for you and I know you did some really significant things in their hearts which is brilliant. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank you so much. </div><div>Keep me humble please, pride is useless to me. You are my confidence. My assurance. </div><div>Help me grow more and learn more to become stronger in worship leading on and off platform. </div><div><br></div><div>Thank you so much Jesus for living in and through me. </div><div><br></div><div>In you mighty name I pray, Amen.</div><div><br></div>nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-70293081420885759642013-02-20T08:29:00.001-08:002013-02-20T08:29:33.405-08:00<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">We throw
open our doors to God and find at the same time that He has already thrown open
His door to us.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">We find our selves standing where we always hoped we might stand –
out in the wide open spaces of God’s grace and glory, standing tall and
shouting our praise.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">Such hope never disappoints, deludes or shames, for God’s love have
been poured out in our hearts.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">You see,
at the just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the
ungodly.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">He didn’t,
and doesn’t, wait for us to get ready. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">He
presented Himself for this sacrificial death when we were far too weak and
rebellious to do anything to get ourselves ready.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">Now it is an extraordinary thing for one to give his life even for
an upright man - we can understand some one dying for a person worth dying for,
and we can understand how some one good and noble could inspire us to selfless
sacrifice. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">God put
his love on the line for us by offering his Son in sacrificial death while we
were of no use to Him. While we were still sinners Christ died for us.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">Therefore, since we are now justified, made righteous and brought
into right relationship with God by CHRIST’S BLOOD, how much more certain is it
that we shall be saved by Him from the indignation and wrath of God.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">Just as
one trespass resulted in condemnation for all people, so also one righteous act
resulted in justification and life for all people. <o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">For just as through the disobedience of one man many were made
sinners, so also through the OBEDIANCE of one man many will be made righteous.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">You see,
sin didn’t and doesn’t, have a chance in competition with the aggressive forgiveness
we call grace. When its sin vs grace, grace wins hands down.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: grey; font-family: Arial; font-size: 22.0pt;">All sin can do is threaten us with death. Because God is putting
everything together again through the Messiah, grace invites us into life that
goes on and on and on. All because of His love. All because of his Blood.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-14400619188145889692012-10-21T14:19:00.002-07:002012-10-21T14:19:21.102-07:00<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">“One doesn't discover new lands </span></h1>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">without consenting to lose sight of shore </span></h1>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">for a very long time”</span></h1>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">- Andre Gide</span></div>
nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-4587931236311602952012-10-21T13:37:00.000-07:002012-10-21T13:37:02.781-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
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From now on you'll be traveling the road </div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">between who you think you are </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">and who you can be. </span></div>
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The key is to allow yourself to make the journey.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">- Meg Cabot</span></div>
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nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-65175051146246550002012-10-21T13:34:00.001-07:002012-10-21T13:34:21.824-07:00<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Courage is not the absence of fear, </span></span></div>
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but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">- Meg Calbot</span></span></div>
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nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-32611414728690313302012-10-21T13:30:00.000-07:002012-10-21T13:30:01.458-07:00<h2>
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">The brave may not live forever </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">but the cautious do not live at all </span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal;">- Meg Cabot</span></div>
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nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-34863127628484880952012-09-10T13:11:00.000-07:002012-09-10T13:11:03.714-07:00I dont like silence. It makes me feel... naked. Mr Silence points at me accusingly and blurts out my insecurity. Or do i misunderstand the his voice for the emotion aroused by the company held in silence.<br />
Silence with a friend is easy but with a stranger you don't trust to hold you in good esteem is a feat, a task. So talk to me first, set my heart at ease. Lets commission friendship and set sail all the ships that pay no harbour fee.<br />
If you wont say words to let me not fear, then be polite and lend me your ear. A friend shares love. Love casts out all fear. When there is love i know, despite all my cracks and impurities, our non conversations wont dock any mooing of a pirate thought.nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-42490211533903474962012-09-10T12:57:00.001-07:002012-09-10T12:57:09.903-07:00Its Time.<br />
At some point we are all forced to turn down a road in our lives, deliberate or default, that is called destiny. The landmarks (achievements, events, opportunities and the like) are things that to an extent we can control and to another extent we are at the grace and mercy of the One who made us.<br />
Its not inaccurate to say that we could all have possibly been on the road called destiny for longer than we have known but at some point or another we will eventually see and recognize its sign post: the point in our lives where the way before us narrows and our traveling companions begin to take a significant role. <br />
Like a transition from primary to high school, our lives transition pace. We move from taught to teacher, from student to young professional, from single to married... its time for the cog of purpose to meet with the cog our heart lives in. For some they cannot define what this purpose is or where its from or may even live oblivious to it and therefor, aimlessly. For the ones who have encountered and know their maker, by unmerited grace they can know Him and although they may not know the exact mapped out rout of their lives, they can know the one who designed them and this world. The rest is a glorious mystery, and no... its not important so don't ask. Just take a step. Then take another step. And another and soon you'll be walking out your destiny.nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-30735485255720342832011-05-02T14:37:00.000-07:002011-05-02T14:37:56.956-07:00pain.<br />
dissapointment<br />
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I feel like I dont want to let any one close to me because [I don't have any thing to give to them] and<br />
that means they will never want to stay friends with me.<br />
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I take from them and then they leave. Because I get too draining.<br />
<br />
I hate feeling alone. Really.<br />
But God I know I am not alone. You are with me. You rod and your staff they comfort me. You stick closer than a brother.<br />
I don't have to fear my age.<br />
I don't have to fear loneliness.nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-61258290380353454122011-05-02T03:44:00.000-07:002011-05-02T03:45:15.010-07:00needynessI can almost sense a neediness creap up on me in my relationships. Like an innate desire to please drives me to 'over try' in my relationships. Like I feel instantly when some one is a little distant from me and i want to do something or say something to bring them closer to me.<br />
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I wonder if drawing close to others draws them closer to me, as drawing close to my Saviour draws Him close to me.<br />
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Too often I feel my thinking slip into a narrow minded phase. It almost disables any ideas and thought from outside my present realm of thought to fly.<br />
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The most trapping quality of this habit is the fear of being irritating drives me to cling and be needy and therefore I become irritating or repulsive.nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-87296739599775813182011-01-13T07:02:00.000-08:002011-01-13T07:02:17.842-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">God give us the strength and confidence to live </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">strong</span></strong>, <strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">bold</span></strong>, <strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">unapologetic</span></strong>, <span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>violently</strong></span>,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>distructively</strong></span> to the kingdon of darkness,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> and <span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>without</strong></span> <strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">reserve</span></strong>. </div>nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-20519979794494501222010-11-22T06:28:00.000-08:002010-11-22T06:28:45.406-08:00faliure and success<div class="quote3" style="text-align: center;">"Failure is only the opportunity to begin again, only this time more wisely."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="author3">~ Henry Ford</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span class="author3"><div class="quote3" style="text-align: center;">"Success is the ability to go from failure to failure without losing your enthusiasm."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="author3">~ Sir Winston Churchill</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="author3">"I've missed more than 9000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. Twenty-six times I've been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="author3">~ Michael Jordan</span></div></span>nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208213125075028189.post-14572672668621844832010-10-31T08:54:00.000-07:002010-10-31T08:54:52.045-07:00This is ...This is... an expression space for me<br />
This is... a journey journal<br />
This is... a start<br />
This is... my human right<br />
This is... for future reference<br />
This is... from my heart<br />
This is... off the top of my head<br />
This is... inside my world<br />
This is... a peek at who i am<br />
This is... just for fun<br />
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<h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message">Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.<br />
- Frank Outlaw</span></h3>nikki.hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08300834121078172690noreply@blogger.com0