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	<title>Comments on: A Man Knows Not His Time&#8230;</title>
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	<description>Ordinary is not good enough. Normal will not change the world. We are No Ordinary People, created by No Ordinary God, for No Ordinary Purpose. I refuse to live a Beige life, carrying out Business As Usual. Boring. I choose to live an adventure as a daughter of the King of Kings. I invite you to join me! It won't always be pretty, but it will be genuine, and we will have an impact where we live.</description>
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		<title>By: Sue Paschke</title>
		<link>http://denisemira.com/blog/2008/05/31/a-man-knows-not-his-time/#comment-373</link>
		<dc:creator>Sue Paschke</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 20:59:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was just pondering this very thought this week.  My grandma was just diagnosed with cancer and has an life expectancy of 3 months per the Dr.  Also my dad is talking of retiring this year from his job, which he's done for more than 30 years.  I began thinking what is this life...  When I die, what will be said... Will anyone remember 25 years later?... To whom will I have made a difference?
What ever the answer, I hope that I am at the very least pleasing God in all I do.  No matter the aplause or lack of from people.  No matter the cost - even to the death of my aspirations.  This life is dust, the next is permenant!  I want to have treasure that lasts.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was just pondering this very thought this week.  My grandma was just diagnosed with cancer and has an life expectancy of 3 months per the Dr.  Also my dad is talking of retiring this year from his job, which he&#8217;s done for more than 30 years.  I began thinking what is this life&#8230;  When I die, what will be said&#8230; Will anyone remember 25 years later?&#8230; To whom will I have made a difference?<br />
What ever the answer, I hope that I am at the very least pleasing God in all I do.  No matter the aplause or lack of from people.  No matter the cost - even to the death of my aspirations.  This life is dust, the next is permenant!  I want to have treasure that lasts.</p>
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		<title>By: Stephanie Nelson</title>
		<link>http://denisemira.com/blog/2008/05/31/a-man-knows-not-his-time/#comment-279</link>
		<dc:creator>Stephanie Nelson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 21:36:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yes I do the same thing when I hear about people dying!  And I have on occasion perused the obituaries too.  When I heard that the actor Heath Ledger had died, for days all I could think about was the verse that talks about man's life being but a vapor.  And the verse about storing up treasures in heaven and not here on earth.  I shudder to think about the shock that many have when they stand before their Judge...and at the same time HOPE that maybe somehow in the days before they died they accepted the truth.  And then I too am even more determined to "exercise myself toward godliness" so that I can be all that God has purposed for me to be.  I think it is healthy to ponder such things - especially here in America where everything is comfy-cozy and the closest we get to death is the rare death of a loved one (very tragic - don't want to minimize that) or TV/video games with way too much violence and unrealistic death.  If we lived in a persecuted nation we would be face to face with death every day.  It helps me to keep an eternal perspective when I allow myself to think about eternity and the judgment etc. in light of Scripture.  Then the fact that there isn't money in the budget for me to buy all of the things I think I can't live without, I can remember that all of my possessions are going to burn and only what I did for Christ will last!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes I do the same thing when I hear about people dying!  And I have on occasion perused the obituaries too.  When I heard that the actor Heath Ledger had died, for days all I could think about was the verse that talks about man&#8217;s life being but a vapor.  And the verse about storing up treasures in heaven and not here on earth.  I shudder to think about the shock that many have when they stand before their Judge&#8230;and at the same time HOPE that maybe somehow in the days before they died they accepted the truth.  And then I too am even more determined to &#8220;exercise myself toward godliness&#8221; so that I can be all that God has purposed for me to be.  I think it is healthy to ponder such things - especially here in America where everything is comfy-cozy and the closest we get to death is the rare death of a loved one (very tragic - don&#8217;t want to minimize that) or TV/video games with way too much violence and unrealistic death.  If we lived in a persecuted nation we would be face to face with death every day.  It helps me to keep an eternal perspective when I allow myself to think about eternity and the judgment etc. in light of Scripture.  Then the fact that there isn&#8217;t money in the budget for me to buy all of the things I think I can&#8217;t live without, I can remember that all of my possessions are going to burn and only what I did for Christ will last!</p>
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		<title>By: Lindsay Rogers</title>
		<link>http://denisemira.com/blog/2008/05/31/a-man-knows-not-his-time/#comment-277</link>
		<dc:creator>Lindsay Rogers</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 03:17:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Denise, I was thinking about the same thing this week after hearing about J.R. Simplot's death-here in Boise.  It really makes me want to live on purpose for the Lord and raise my kids on purpose even more-because, of course, they are NO ORDINARY CHILDREN and I'm NO ORDINARY MOMMY!!!  Thanks for all of your encouragement.  You are such a blessing!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Denise, I was thinking about the same thing this week after hearing about J.R. Simplot&#8217;s death-here in Boise.  It really makes me want to live on purpose for the Lord and raise my kids on purpose even more-because, of course, they are NO ORDINARY CHILDREN and I&#8217;m NO ORDINARY MOMMY!!!  Thanks for all of your encouragement.  You are such a blessing!</p>
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