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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Mon, 13 Feb 2012 20:25:10 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Aletha's Journal</title><subtitle>Aletha's Journal</subtitle><id>http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/atom.xml"/><updated>2012-02-13T12:16:42Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Perk Up Your Marriage</title><id>http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/2012/2/13/perk-up-your-marriage.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/2012/2/13/perk-up-your-marriage.html"/><author><name>Aletha</name></author><published>2012-02-13T12:16:17Z</published><updated>2012-02-13T12:16:17Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: 12pt;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><img style="text-align: left;" src="http://ih.constantcontact.com/fs033/1101602572716/img/171.jpg" border="0" alt="Aletha Hinthorn" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="96" height="119.4" align="left" /><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </span>Karen  O'Conner and her husband realized they were missing something important  by not starting their day praying together. They decided to get up an  hour earlier than usual and get out of the house where there would be no  distractions. They began taking morning walks and then stopping at a  park bench and praying. This practice invigorated their relationship  immediately!<br /><br />Their prayer walks led to a more intimate  understanding of one another. Her husband, for example, had fears she  had not known. And she felt the freedom in prayer to reveal some of her  frailties. It was freeing to be completely real with God and with each  other. <br /><br />Their commitment to the Lord and to each other helps them  keep going even when they're feeling sleepy or stressful.&nbsp; They now  pray no matter what. <br /><br />Over time, the fruit of their prayer walks  was evident to their family and friends, as well. Other people commented  when they came into their home that they could feel the love. Even  people who didn't know them well were quick to say that they seemed to  be made for each other. What a change from just a few years ago when  they pressed their point of view and defended their territory. <br /><br />As  Karen looks back over the years since they started their "prayer  walks," she says, "I'm amazed at the transformation that has occurred in  my husband, in me, in our life together, and in our relationship with  God."<br /><br />She adds, "All these treasures can be yours too. If you  want to experience more vitality, more authenticity, and more intimacy  in your marriage, perk it up&nbsp; with a prayer walk."<br />Dear Jesus, please give more couples Your plan for their prayer lives together.<br /><br /><em>"For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them"&nbsp;(Matthew 18:20).</em></p>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<p><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Prayer Request</strong></span> <br />Please pray for those who are preparing new discipleship materials to be presented at the conference.<br /></span></p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>How Ann Gained Daily Victory</title><id>http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/2012/2/9/how-ann-gained-daily-victory.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://cometothefire.org/alethas-journal/2012/2/9/how-ann-gained-daily-victory.html"/><author><name>Aletha</name></author><published>2012-02-09T17:00:08Z</published><updated>2012-02-09T17:00:08Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>&nbsp;</strong></span>by Aletha</span> <span style="font-size: 11pt; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia,Palatino;">Hinthorn</span><br /><img style="text-align: left;" src="http://ih.constantcontact.com/fs033/1101602572716/img/171.jpg" border="0" alt="Aletha Hinthorn" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="96" height="119.4" align="left" /><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;  During Ann's first seven years of married life, three little ones  appeared and she had six surgeries. One of her babies had colic every  night for a year. To top it off, Ann was a perfectionist. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">Surely  the Lord would help her maintain victory in the midst of the storms.  She would pray and then think that surely all would be transformed. Baby  John would be healed of his colic and God would take away her  hyper-nature and her perfectionism. She was telling God how it was going  to be. But it didn't work that way. Her problems did not go away.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">One  day she just decided, "I'm not going to be defeated again. I don't care  what it takes, I'm going to be victorious." She meant it.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">One  day soon after that declaration her three kids came charging into the  kitchen feeling mischievous and ready to do something she didn't like.  She was at the end of her rope. She felt something snap. </span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">Ann said, "I just raised my hands and said, 'Get thee behind me, Satan, I refuse to be defeated!"</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">Her children looked at her and said, "Mommy, are you all right?"</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">She  replied, "Yes, I am very normal. And from now on this is the way it's  going to be." And from that time on, she just verbally defeated the  enemy until she was able to retrain her habits and her responses and  claim the victory in the middle of her circumstances. God began to give  her the rational thinking she needed. She didn't have to fight with  carnal weapons, but she learned to depend upon His power. She had to  say, "Lord, I prayed for a family. You gave me these children. Now You  are going to equip me day by day."</span></p>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">"Thirteen years ago I discovered what was really missing in my life," shared Beverly LaHaye in <em>The Spirit-Controlled Woman.</em> Before that time she had been a fearful, introverted person with a poor  self-image. It was difficult for her to entertain because she was  fearful of not living up to the expectations of friends. She refused  most invitations to speak to women's groups because she felt inadequate  and wondered if she really had anything to say.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">"After  all, who wants to hear what a young woman has to say whose only  accomplishment in life has been giving birth to four children?" she  wondered. One well-meaning lady had come to her in the early days of  their ministry and said, "Our last pastor's wife was an author; what do  you do?" That was a heavy question for a fearful 27-year-old woman.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">She  began to wonder, "What do I do?" Oh yes, she was a good mother to her  four children, her husband adored her, she kept house reasonably well,  but what could she do that would be eternally effective in the lives of  other women? Her answer seemed to be, "Very little." There was something  missing in her life.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">While  attending a conference, she heard for the first time about the filling  of the Holy Spirit and the effect it could have on her future. She  recognized that this was the missing dimension in her life.</span></p>
<p style="font-family: Times New Roman; color: black; text-align: left; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0pt; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.25in;"><span style="line-height: 110%; font-family: HoeflerText-Regular;">"I  simply asked God to fill me with the Holy Spirit and to do the  impossible thing through me by this new power within. There was no  outward sign or expression except for a beautiful quiet peace that  settled in my heart and the new confidence that God was going to do  something far better with my life than I had been able to do.</span></p>
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<div>Irene  was in great demand as a Bible teacher. Her husband Mike went to church  but took no part in church activities. Irene's priority list was God,  teaching Bible studies, and then family. One day the Lord spoke to her  through Ephesians 5:22 (Amp.). "Wives, be subject-be submissive and  adapt yourselves-to your own husband as [a service] to the Lord."<br />She heard God saying, "I want you to be Mike's wife."<br /><br />What did God mean? Then she considered, "Did she really love Mike? Did she honestly revere him? Did she adapt herself to him?"<br /><br />Irene  dropped her outside activities and began to spend most of her time in  her home. She declined when asked to teach or lead a home Bible study  and stayed home with Mike doing what he chose to do.<br /><br />During the next two years, she missed teaching, but she was determined to be nothing more than a wife to Mike as God had said.<br /><br />In  the middle of the third year of her commitment to her husband,  something stirred in Mike. He began to hear God calling him, and he  answered that call.<br /><br />Slowly Irene realized that if she had  remained the spiritual authority, Mike would have been too threatened by  her success to venture out. Today at Mike's insistence, they together  teach a class for couples. Their new priorities are God, each other, and  then others.<br /><br /><em>Thank you, Lord, that doing Your will does not mean meeting every request that others suggest.</em><br /><br />"A man's mind plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps and makes them sure" Proverbs 16:3 Amp.)<br /><br />
<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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<div><span style="font-family: Georgia,Palatino;"><span style="color: #a20000;"><strong>Memory Verse for February&nbsp; </strong></span>"I  have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I  will not be shaken. Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;  my body also will rest secure" (Psalm 16:8-9).&nbsp;</span></div>
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