Dear MoveOn member,
Tomorrow, MoveOn.org will go dark. No news, no information, no resources. Why? Because we're protesting Internet censorship.
Websites all over the Internet, including sites like YouTube and even MoveOn.org, could be made unavailable if big entertainment companies, the Chamber of Commerce, and their lobbyists get their way by ramming Internet censorship legislation through the Senate.
That's why tomorrow, Wednesday, January 18, we're joining Reddit, Wikipedia, Mozilla, Wordpress, TwitPic, Boing Boing, and thousands of other sites and blacking out MoveOn.org in protest.1
You can participate in the blackout too and show the world tomorrow why you oppose Internet censorship.
Do you have a website?
Yes, I have a website and will participate in the blackout.
No, I don't have a website, but I want to participate.
Last summer, these greedy corporations and their lobbyists thought they could wave their wallets and pass whatever bill they wanted that would harm the Internet. But over 230,000 MoveOn members, along with hundreds of thousands of other activists, spoke loudly at the end of 2011, letting Congress know that we would not support Internet censorship. The result of this was a significant weakening of support for the bill in the House.2
They heard us then, and the Senate needs to a strong statement from us now because they're set to vote on this bill on January 24.
So we're taking tomorrow to show just what the Internet would look like in an Internet censorship era. If you don't like it, let everyone you're connected to online know tomorrow. Then stay tuned for the next phase of this fight.
Yes, I have a website and will participate in the blackout.
No, I don't have a website, but I want to participate.
Thanks for all you do.
–Garlin, Elena, Peter, Mark, and the rest of the team
Sources:
1. "Wikipedia Blackout: Websites Wikipedia, Reddit, Others Go Dark Wednesday to Protest SOPA, PIPA," ABC News, January 17, 2012
http://ping.fm/nszeP
2. "SOPA on hold, PIPA may be weakened as Congress revisits the bills." InfoWorld, January 16, 2012
http://ping.fm/Ek7J9
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Transforming Freedom
This is a place where I am able to share lifes events through writings and photos. A place to connect with others who share similar passions in life and who LOVE to LIVE!!!
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
I will not play tug o'war...
I will not play tug o' war.
I'd rather play hug o' war.
Where everyone hugs instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles and rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses, and everyone grins,
and everyone cuddles, and everyone wins.
~Shel Silverstein
Read more: http://ping.fm/1WAZn
I'd rather play hug o' war.
Where everyone hugs instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles and rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses, and everyone grins,
and everyone cuddles, and everyone wins.
~Shel Silverstein
Read more: http://ping.fm/1WAZn
Breaking Free Online Bible Study Starts January 24, 2012
You heard it right! We are repeating the Breaking Free Beth Moore Bible study for those women who missed it the first time or did not complete it last year. The study has been so popular and we receive so many requests to participate, that we are starting from lesson one, beginning on January 24,2012. This is a 10-week Bible study written by bestselling author Beth Moore. Join us in this online Bible study, hosted by the Womens Bible Cafe. Once a week we’ll post summary updates for the study, and we invite you to participate by reading the book, listening to the optional audio sessions and posting your comments as you Break Free.
You’ll read the workbook at home, a chapter each week. You’ll have daily homework assignments which require 30-45 minutes to complete. Once a week we’ll “meet online” to discuss a theme and chapter from the book. You can visit the Womens Bible Cafe anytime to post a comment and join the online discussion.
About the Breaking Free Bible Study (from Lifeway.com)
Breaking Free: The Journey, The Stories – Member Book by Beth Moore leads you through a study of the Scriptures to discover the transforming power of freedom in Jesus Christ. Themes for this study come from Isaiah, a book about the captivity of God’s children, the faithfulness of God, and the road to freedom. This in-depth women’s Bible study draws parallels between the captive Israelites of the Old Testament and New Testament believers in Jesus as the Promised Messiah. Beth looks at the Book of Isaiah through the lives of the kings who ruled during the prophet’s ministry. These kings exemplify many of the obstacles to freedom with which we must deal. Using Scripture to help identify spiritual strongholds in your life, no matter how big or small, Beth explains that anything that hinders us from the benefits of knowing God is bondage.
For those who were unable to participate the first time we hosted Breaking Free at the Bible Cafe, we timed this study so you will not miss out. For those who fell behind on Breaking Free because of distractions or spiritual warfare, this repeat study of Breaking Free will allow you to complete the life-changing lessons. No more excuses ladies…it is time for your to stop saying “I want to take the Breaking Free Bible study someday, I hear that it’s good.” Now you will be participating in the study, changing your life through this powerful Bible study, and telling others about how Breaking Free has changed your life. We’ll start reading week one on January 24, 2012 so please order your workbooks now.
How to Participate in the Breaking Free Bible Study
**Please get the UPDATED Breaking Free, the Journey The Stories 2009 Edition and NOT the 1999 version. Your book should like like the one in our photo.
How to Join the Breaking Free Online Bible Study
Introduce yourself: Post a comment below with your name, where you are from, and answer to this question- What is your favorite childhood book?
Breaking Free Online Bible Study
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
What a woman wants
“My beloved.”–Song of Solomon 2:8
This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, “My beloved is mine and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies.” Ever in her song of songs doth she call Him by that delightful name, “My beloved!” Even in the long winter, when idolatry had withered the garden of the Lord, her prophets found space to lay aside the burden of the Lord for a little season, and to say, as Esaias did, “Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching His vineyard.” Though the saints had never seen His face, though as yet He was not made flesh, nor had dwelt among us, nor had man beheld His glory, yet He was the consolation of Israel, the hope and joy of all the chosen, the “beloved” of all those who were upright before the Most High. We, in the summer days of the Church, are also wont to speak of Christ as the best beloved of our soul, and to feel that He is very precious, the “chiefest among ten thousand, and the altogether lovely.” So true is it that the Church loves Jesus, and claims Him as her beloved, that the apostle dares to defy the whole universe to separate her from the love of Christ, and declares that neither persecutions, distress, affliction, peril, or the sword have been able to do it; nay, he joyously boasts, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him that loved us.”
O that we knew more of Thee, Thou ever precious one!
My sole possession is Thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune Thee day by day,
I ask Thee nothing more.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Morning and Evening
This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, “My beloved is mine and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies.” Ever in her song of songs doth she call Him by that delightful name, “My beloved!” Even in the long winter, when idolatry had withered the garden of the Lord, her prophets found space to lay aside the burden of the Lord for a little season, and to say, as Esaias did, “Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching His vineyard.” Though the saints had never seen His face, though as yet He was not made flesh, nor had dwelt among us, nor had man beheld His glory, yet He was the consolation of Israel, the hope and joy of all the chosen, the “beloved” of all those who were upright before the Most High. We, in the summer days of the Church, are also wont to speak of Christ as the best beloved of our soul, and to feel that He is very precious, the “chiefest among ten thousand, and the altogether lovely.” So true is it that the Church loves Jesus, and claims Him as her beloved, that the apostle dares to defy the whole universe to separate her from the love of Christ, and declares that neither persecutions, distress, affliction, peril, or the sword have been able to do it; nay, he joyously boasts, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him that loved us.”
O that we knew more of Thee, Thou ever precious one!
My sole possession is Thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune Thee day by day,
I ask Thee nothing more.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Morning and Evening
“My beloved.”–Song of Solomon 2:8
This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, “My beloved is mine and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies.” Ever in her song of songs doth she call Him by that delightful name, “My beloved!” Even in the long winter, when idolatry had withered the garden of the Lord, her prophets found space to lay aside the burden of the Lord for a little season, and to say, as Esaias did, “Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching His vineyard.” Though the saints had never seen His face, though as yet He was not made flesh, nor had dwelt among us, nor had man beheld His glory, yet He was the consolation of Israel, the hope and joy of all the chosen, the “beloved” of all those who were upright before the Most High. We, in the summer days of the Church, are also wont to speak of Christ as the best beloved of our soul, and to feel that He is very precious, the “chiefest among ten thousand, and the altogether lovely.” So true is it that the Church loves Jesus, and claims Him as her beloved, that the apostle dares to defy the whole universe to separate her from the love of Christ, and declares that neither persecutions, distress, affliction, peril, or the sword have been able to do it; nay, he joyously boasts, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him that loved us.”
O that we knew more of Thee, Thou ever precious one!
My sole possession is Thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune Thee day by day,
I ask Thee nothing more.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Morning and Evening
This was a golden name which the ancient Church in her most joyous moments was wont to give to the Anointed of the Lord. When the time of the singing of birds was come, and the voice of the turtle was heard in her land, her love-note was sweeter than either, as she sang, “My beloved is mine and I am His: He feedeth among the lilies.” Ever in her song of songs doth she call Him by that delightful name, “My beloved!” Even in the long winter, when idolatry had withered the garden of the Lord, her prophets found space to lay aside the burden of the Lord for a little season, and to say, as Esaias did, “Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching His vineyard.” Though the saints had never seen His face, though as yet He was not made flesh, nor had dwelt among us, nor had man beheld His glory, yet He was the consolation of Israel, the hope and joy of all the chosen, the “beloved” of all those who were upright before the Most High. We, in the summer days of the Church, are also wont to speak of Christ as the best beloved of our soul, and to feel that He is very precious, the “chiefest among ten thousand, and the altogether lovely.” So true is it that the Church loves Jesus, and claims Him as her beloved, that the apostle dares to defy the whole universe to separate her from the love of Christ, and declares that neither persecutions, distress, affliction, peril, or the sword have been able to do it; nay, he joyously boasts, “In all these things we are more than conquerors through Him that loved us.”
O that we knew more of Thee, Thou ever precious one!
My sole possession is Thy love;
In earth beneath, or heaven above,
I have no other store;
And though with fervent suit I pray,
And importune Thee day by day,
I ask Thee nothing more.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Morning and Evening
Monday, December 19, 2011
God Speaks
God speaks so richly through Charles Spurgeon. He has greatly influenced my decisions and path in life for the better. I have increased in knowledge and wisdom of my Lord and in relationships. Thank you God for the annointing you place on many that we may grow in the grace and knowledge of you.
~Lara
Monday, December 19, 2011
Faith's Check Book, Daily Entry
C. H. Spurgeon
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December 19
Afflictions, But No Broken Bones
He keepeth all his bones; not one of them is broken. (Psalm 34:20)
This promise by the context is referred to the much afflicted righteous man: "Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivereth him out of them all." He may suffer skin wounds and flesh wounds, but no great harm shall be done; "not a bone of him shall be broken."
This is great comfort to a tried child of God, and comfort which I dare accept; for up to this hour I have suffered no real damage from my many afflictions. I have neither lost faith, nor hope, nor love. Nay so far from losing these bones of character, they have gained in strength and energy. I have more knowledge, more experience, more patience, more stability than I had before the trials came. Not even my joy has been destroyed. Many a bruise have I had by sickness, bereavement, depression, slander, and opposition; but the bruise has healed, and there has been no compound fracture of a bone, not even a simple one. The reason is not far to seek. If we trust in the Lord, He keeps all our bones; and if He keeps them, we may be sure that not one of them is broken.
Come, my heart, do not sorrow. Thou art smarting, but there are no bones broken. Endure hardness and bid defiance to fear.
~Lara
Monday, December 19, 2011
Faith's Check Book, Daily Entry
C. H. Spurgeon
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December 19
Afflictions, But No Broken Bones
He keepeth all his bones; not one of them is broken. (Psalm 34:20)
This promise by the context is referred to the much afflicted righteous man: "Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivereth him out of them all." He may suffer skin wounds and flesh wounds, but no great harm shall be done; "not a bone of him shall be broken."
This is great comfort to a tried child of God, and comfort which I dare accept; for up to this hour I have suffered no real damage from my many afflictions. I have neither lost faith, nor hope, nor love. Nay so far from losing these bones of character, they have gained in strength and energy. I have more knowledge, more experience, more patience, more stability than I had before the trials came. Not even my joy has been destroyed. Many a bruise have I had by sickness, bereavement, depression, slander, and opposition; but the bruise has healed, and there has been no compound fracture of a bone, not even a simple one. The reason is not far to seek. If we trust in the Lord, He keeps all our bones; and if He keeps them, we may be sure that not one of them is broken.
Come, my heart, do not sorrow. Thou art smarting, but there are no bones broken. Endure hardness and bid defiance to fear.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Our Sweet Little Pony
Our Sweet Little Pony
She wears braided reins & nickers goodnight,
Our sweet little pony.
She wraps her chubby baby arms around our necks as we hug her tight,
Our sweet little pony.
Nuzzling us on the cheek, soft & lovingly,
Holding on ever so gently,
Our sweet little pony.
We pray over her fervently,
"May God grant you rest & peace, safety & security; May He guard your heart & mind & bless you greatly."
Our sweet little pony.
She is excited now for all the lights & wonder,
Eagerly anticipating the tree & splendor,
Our sweet little pony.
Happily singing, playing & dancing,
Our sweet little pony.
She is waiting, waiting, waiting to hear,
"Wake up little pony, it's Christmas morning!"
She wears braided reins & nickers goodnight,
Our sweet little pony.
She wraps her chubby baby arms around our necks as we hug her tight,
Our sweet little pony.
Nuzzling us on the cheek, soft & lovingly,
Holding on ever so gently,
Our sweet little pony.
We pray over her fervently,
"May God grant you rest & peace, safety & security; May He guard your heart & mind & bless you greatly."
Our sweet little pony.
She is excited now for all the lights & wonder,
Eagerly anticipating the tree & splendor,
Our sweet little pony.
Happily singing, playing & dancing,
Our sweet little pony.
She is waiting, waiting, waiting to hear,
"Wake up little pony, it's Christmas morning!"
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