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	<title>Comments on: Christian Mysticism 101</title>
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		<title>By: soma</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 23:09:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In our endeavor to understand life we experiment externally, which is science in order to understand the laws of life internally, which is spirituality.</description>
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		<title>By: Frank Walker</title>
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		<dc:creator>Frank Walker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 17:49:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One evening during a private moment with God, I began whining about my personal lack of understanding over direction.  At the time I was serving in the foreign mission field.  Was I to remain in the present location or move.  At the time the need for discerning my future steps was critical.  I was overwhelmed to a point where all else became insignificant amidst that present concern, choking out any thought of the original reason for that private moment of communion with God.  
Suddenly I heard a voice that simply and quietly whispered, &quot;Frank, worship Me!&quot;
I grugingly responded, first with several excuses over why my need for His answer was paramount.  I then made a rather difficult choice to obey that word.  I opened my Bible and found a passage from the book of Psalms that praised God.  I then began to read it outloud.
With each word my thoughts and heart became increasingly intertwined in a timeless moment of praise to my creator.  All self-centered thoughts, all cares, all painful emotions swiftly melted away.  I was in the presence of my King and nothing else mattered.
It was a cloudless night and the stars were brilliant.  The remoteness of my location yielded the view of a faint mist stretching across the sky - the Milky Way.  I was caught up in a moment of such ecstacy, the likes of which I have yet to re-experience.
As I pondered on the vastness of the universe and of my God I once again heard the voice.  He said, &quot;Frank, do you see the stars in the sky? I made each of them... and each is exactly where I want it to be.  And you are exactly where I want you to be.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One evening during a private moment with God, I began whining about my personal lack of understanding over direction.  At the time I was serving in the foreign mission field.  Was I to remain in the present location or move.  At the time the need for discerning my future steps was critical.  I was overwhelmed to a point where all else became insignificant amidst that present concern, choking out any thought of the original reason for that private moment of communion with God.<br />
Suddenly I heard a voice that simply and quietly whispered, &#8220;Frank, worship Me!&#8221;<br />
I grugingly responded, first with several excuses over why my need for His answer was paramount.  I then made a rather difficult choice to obey that word.  I opened my Bible and found a passage from the book of Psalms that praised God.  I then began to read it outloud.<br />
With each word my thoughts and heart became increasingly intertwined in a timeless moment of praise to my creator.  All self-centered thoughts, all cares, all painful emotions swiftly melted away.  I was in the presence of my King and nothing else mattered.<br />
It was a cloudless night and the stars were brilliant.  The remoteness of my location yielded the view of a faint mist stretching across the sky &#8211; the Milky Way.  I was caught up in a moment of such ecstacy, the likes of which I have yet to re-experience.<br />
As I pondered on the vastness of the universe and of my God I once again heard the voice.  He said, &#8220;Frank, do you see the stars in the sky? I made each of them&#8230; and each is exactly where I want it to be.  And you are exactly where I want you to be.&#8221;</p>
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