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		<title>By: Like Mephibosheth</title>
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		<description>Looks like I get to join the illustrious club!  This morning, I was diagnosed with diabetes. I&#039;m still trying to figure out what I should feel, because I don&#039;t feel anything. I don&#039;t see what this &quot;sentence&quot; changes in me. I realized, there shouldn&#039;t be anything different in how I conduct my life. As a Christian, I am already under a &quot;sentence&quot; that life as I know it can end...at any time, like a thief in the night,and that I know not the hour nor the time. Why should this be any different? However, when filling out paperwork I noticed a part where it said: &quot;Religeon.&quot; As I wrote in Christian, I was convicted. Am I really? What did I do on the way to work this morning that showed the love I have, or should have, of the knowledge that when I do die, I am actually born! Jesus didn&#039;t die on the cross...he gave birth. Birth to life with Him available for all of us. I realized I take that availability for all away when I pass by the guy asking for money, when I walk around the elderly widow woman, when I let the orphans fend for themselves what they can, like wild animals begging for scraps. I confess my sin of being a comfortable Christian, Holy Father, deliver me and inflict me so that I know I&#039;m at least doing something. Amen. If I die tomorrow, would the world know? If they don&#039;t, than I haven&#039;t done the job He has entrusted me to do. When Mother Teresa went to be with the Lord, the whole world cried. Me...it would take two weeks before my parents would probably find out. Saviour Jesus, I repent...save me again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Looks like I get to join the illustrious club!  This morning, I was diagnosed with diabetes. I&#8217;m still trying to figure out what I should feel, because I don&#8217;t feel anything. I don&#8217;t see what this &#8220;sentence&#8221; changes in me. I realized, there shouldn&#8217;t be anything different in how I conduct my life. As a Christian, I am already under a &#8220;sentence&#8221; that life as I know it can end&#8230;at any time, like a thief in the night,and that I know not the hour nor the time. Why should this be any different? However, when filling out paperwork I noticed a part where it said: &#8220;Religeon.&#8221; As I wrote in Christian, I was convicted. Am I really? What did I do on the way to work this morning that showed the love I have, or should have, of the knowledge that when I do die, I am actually born! Jesus didn&#8217;t die on the cross&#8230;he gave birth. Birth to life with Him available for all of us. I realized I take that availability for all away when I pass by the guy asking for money, when I walk around the elderly widow woman, when I let the orphans fend for themselves what they can, like wild animals begging for scraps. I confess my sin of being a comfortable Christian, Holy Father, deliver me and inflict me so that I know I&#8217;m at least doing something. Amen. If I die tomorrow, would the world know? If they don&#8217;t, than I haven&#8217;t done the job He has entrusted me to do. When Mother Teresa went to be with the Lord, the whole world cried. Me&#8230;it would take two weeks before my parents would probably find out. Saviour Jesus, I repent&#8230;save me again.</p>
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