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		<title>What is Salvation?</title>
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		<published>2010-08-22T16:51:07+00:00</published>
		<updated>2010-08-22T16:51:07+00:00</updated>
		<id>http://www.godlychristianministries.com/cm/index.php/articles-sp-2690/7-story-illustrations/38-what-is-salvation</id>
		<author>
			<name>Peter Schrock</name>
			<email>godlychristianministries@gmail.com</email>
		</author>
		<summary type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/what_is_salvation.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h1&gt;Saved from the Storm&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h6&gt;In him was life, and the life was the light of men.&lt;br /&gt; The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. &lt;br /&gt; (John 1:4-5)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;h6&gt;Jesus brought us a life&lt;br /&gt; with an illuminated path &lt;br /&gt; and though we are &lt;br /&gt; surrounded by darkness, &lt;br /&gt; His light remains.&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Click, his eyes widened as he almost couldn’t believe what was happening. He tried again, click, click. Smashing his hand against the steering wheel, he heard a hhhaaoo… as the horn started and faded out. Nate Duloss was in real trouble. He wasn’t near anyone who could help him and he had no way of helping himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Nate had been in Northern Alaska for almost three months doing research on weather patterns. He was working with one other man name Joshua Fose, who was back at their compound, probably sleeping by now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The air was getting colder. Nate only had one flashlight and he hadn’t replaced the batteries in it for nearly two weeks. As he watched the flashlight, he could almost see it get dimmer and dimmer. Wanting to preserve the power that was left in the flashlight for a little longer he turned it off. He had been outside for about six hours that day, driving from site to site. Each site had a set of instruments and sensors to measure weather conditions in their specific regions. When he went out to collect the data in the afternoon, he found that the high winds from earlier in the day had caused snow to drift and cover some of the instruments. As a result, he had spent much of his time uncovering the instruments and taking precautions so that they would not have the same problem again.
&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/what_is_salvation.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h1&gt;Saved from the Storm&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;h6&gt;In him was life, and the life was the light of men.&lt;br /&gt; The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. &lt;br /&gt; (John 1:4-5)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;h6&gt;Jesus brought us a life&lt;br /&gt; with an illuminated path &lt;br /&gt; and though we are &lt;br /&gt; surrounded by darkness, &lt;br /&gt; His light remains.&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Click, his eyes widened as he almost couldn’t believe what was happening. He tried again, click, click. Smashing his hand against the steering wheel, he heard a hhhaaoo… as the horn started and faded out. Nate Duloss was in real trouble. He wasn’t near anyone who could help him and he had no way of helping himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Nate had been in Northern Alaska for almost three months doing research on weather patterns. He was working with one other man name Joshua Fose, who was back at their compound, probably sleeping by now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The air was getting colder. Nate only had one flashlight and he hadn’t replaced the batteries in it for nearly two weeks. As he watched the flashlight, he could almost see it get dimmer and dimmer. Wanting to preserve the power that was left in the flashlight for a little longer he turned it off. He had been outside for about six hours that day, driving from site to site. Each site had a set of instruments and sensors to measure weather conditions in their specific regions. When he went out to collect the data in the afternoon, he found that the high winds from earlier in the day had caused snow to drift and cover some of the instruments. As a result, he had spent much of his time uncovering the instruments and taking precautions so that they would not have the same problem again.
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		<category term="Story - Illustrations" />
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<title>What is Grace</title>
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		<published>2010-08-22T16:49:52+00:00</published>
		<updated>2010-08-22T16:49:52+00:00</updated>
		<id>http://www.godlychristianministries.com/cm/index.php/articles-sp-2690/7-story-illustrations/37-what-is-grace</id>
		<author>
			<name>Peter Schrock</name>
			<email>godlychristianministries@gmail.com</email>
		</author>
		<summary type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/what_is_grace.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us,              even while we were dead in our trespasses, He made us alive together with Christ             --by grace you have been saved--              (Ephesians 2:4-5)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Where are you going?” cried James Caris as a man grabbed James’s wallet and started to run down the street. This was not an uncommon thing. James had lived in the inner city of Chicago for almost two years now and people there had cheated and stolen more things from him than he could count or sometimes buy. Turning the ignition of his car, it huffed a few times and then revved up. Applying some gas he started after the stranger. James had wanted to talk to this man when he had first seen him on his front porch. The man had been wearing an old dirty T-shirt and a pair of green shorts. James had seen him on the same porch several times before in this run-down neighborhood and his heart was heavy for him.
&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/what_is_grace.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us,              even while we were dead in our trespasses, He made us alive together with Christ             --by grace you have been saved--              (Ephesians 2:4-5)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Where are you going?” cried James Caris as a man grabbed James’s wallet and started to run down the street. This was not an uncommon thing. James had lived in the inner city of Chicago for almost two years now and people there had cheated and stolen more things from him than he could count or sometimes buy. Turning the ignition of his car, it huffed a few times and then revved up. Applying some gas he started after the stranger. James had wanted to talk to this man when he had first seen him on his front porch. The man had been wearing an old dirty T-shirt and a pair of green shorts. James had seen him on the same porch several times before in this run-down neighborhood and his heart was heavy for him.
&lt;/div&gt;</content>
		<category term="Story - Illustrations" />
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<title>Stretching the Broccoli</title>
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		<published>2010-08-22T16:46:54+00:00</published>
		<updated>2010-08-22T16:46:54+00:00</updated>
		<id>http://www.godlychristianministries.com/cm/index.php/articles-sp-2690/7-story-illustrations/34-stretching-the-broccoli</id>
		<author>
			<name>Peter Schrock</name>
			<email>godlychristianministries@gmail.com</email>
		</author>
		<summary type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/approaching_the_throne.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase.              So then neither is he that planteth any thing, neither he that watereth;              but God that giveth the increase.              (1 Corinthians 3:6-7)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The dirt was wet and moist as David turned off the hose. He had just gotten done planting a small patch of broccoli near their house.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;David called out, “Anny… come here honey.” David’s four year old daughter who was playing outside jumped from a sand box and ran toward her father. It was still cold and Anny’s oversized coat arms drooped down nearly brushing the ground as she dashed along.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“What daddy?” she exclaimed as she looked at him with the deep blue eyes, that she obviously had gotten from her mother. David smiled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Did you get a chance to see what I just did Anny?”
&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/approaching_the_throne.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase.              So then neither is he that planteth any thing, neither he that watereth;              but God that giveth the increase.              (1 Corinthians 3:6-7)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The dirt was wet and moist as David turned off the hose. He had just gotten done planting a small patch of broccoli near their house.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;David called out, “Anny… come here honey.” David’s four year old daughter who was playing outside jumped from a sand box and ran toward her father. It was still cold and Anny’s oversized coat arms drooped down nearly brushing the ground as she dashed along.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“What daddy?” she exclaimed as she looked at him with the deep blue eyes, that she obviously had gotten from her mother. David smiled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Did you get a chance to see what I just did Anny?”
&lt;/div&gt;</content>
		<category term="Story - Illustrations" />
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<title>Overcoming Sin</title>
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		<published>2010-08-22T16:42:26+00:00</published>
		<updated>2010-08-22T16:42:26+00:00</updated>
		<id>http://www.godlychristianministries.com/cm/index.php/articles-sp-2690/7-story-illustrations/30-overcoming-sin</id>
		<author>
			<name>Peter Schrock</name>
			<email>godlychristianministries@gmail.com</email>
		</author>
		<summary type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/approaching_the_throne.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;To him that overcomes will I grant to sit with me in my throne,              even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.              (Revelation 3:21)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;h1 class=&quot;subtitle&quot;&gt;Hitting the Mark?&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The deep blue sky had a few puffy white clouds in it as the back door opened to Daniel Nomas’s house. Swat…the door sounded when a long metal spring pulled it shut. Cool moist air filled Daniel nostrils as he took a deep breath. It was still morning and there was a light mist hanging in his neighbor’s field.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Turning around he hollered though the screen door, “Jimmy, I’m heading out now.” Daniel looked out over the property. He had been living there for about 2 years now. He had lived in the city most of his life, but through an odd turn of events, he ended up buying this house about a mile outside of a small rural town and had made several close friends in the area.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/approaching_the_throne.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;title-summary&quot;&gt;To him that overcomes will I grant to sit with me in my throne,              even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.              (Revelation 3:21)&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;h1 class=&quot;subtitle&quot;&gt;Hitting the Mark?&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;The deep blue sky had a few puffy white clouds in it as the back door opened to Daniel Nomas’s house. Swat…the door sounded when a long metal spring pulled it shut. Cool moist air filled Daniel nostrils as he took a deep breath. It was still morning and there was a light mist hanging in his neighbor’s field.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Turning around he hollered though the screen door, “Jimmy, I’m heading out now.” Daniel looked out over the property. He had been living there for about 2 years now. He had lived in the city most of his life, but through an odd turn of events, he ended up buying this house about a mile outside of a small rural town and had made several close friends in the area.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;</content>
		<category term="Story - Illustrations" />
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<title>Intimacy and Obedience</title>
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		<published>2010-08-03T09:32:08+00:00</published>
		<updated>2010-08-03T09:32:08+00:00</updated>
		<id>http://www.godlychristianministries.com/cm/index.php/articles-sp-2690/7-story-illustrations/3-intimacy-and-obedience</id>
		<author>
			<name>Peter Schrock</name>
			<email>godlychristianministries@gmail.com</email>
		</author>
		<summary type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/intimacy_and_obedience.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;subtitle-summary&quot;&gt;God’s closest friends are the ones &lt;br /&gt;He has found the most trustworthy...&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Koiny, come here, No!” Splash, a spotted dog plunged into the water. Eight year old Alex stood by the creek behind his house in dismay as one of his pets ignored him. “Holly, No!” the white dog stopped dead in her tracks, watching her pack member snorting, barking, and swimming in the cool water of the creek. “Dad, Koiny got into the water again.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Alex’s dad was a little ways away, kneeling down to see a bug that looked like a twig. “Alex come here, you’ve got to see this!” his dad said with a little thrill in his voice. Alex darted forward through the dancing rays of light pouring out of the green leafy trees above. Coming to the place where his dad was, he knelt down and looked intently.
&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;div class=&quot;feed-description&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; margin: -0px 0px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid #DBB184;&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;download print friendly version&quot; href=&quot;images/stories/articlePDF/intimacy_and_obedience.pdf&quot; style=&quot;text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;~ Download the print friendly version of this article by clicking here ~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;h6 class=&quot;subtitle-summary&quot;&gt;God’s closest friends are the ones &lt;br /&gt;He has found the most trustworthy...&lt;/h6&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;“Koiny, come here, No!” Splash, a spotted dog plunged into the water. Eight year old Alex stood by the creek behind his house in dismay as one of his pets ignored him. “Holly, No!” the white dog stopped dead in her tracks, watching her pack member snorting, barking, and swimming in the cool water of the creek. “Dad, Koiny got into the water again.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;body-text&quot;&gt;Alex’s dad was a little ways away, kneeling down to see a bug that looked like a twig. “Alex come here, you’ve got to see this!” his dad said with a little thrill in his voice. Alex darted forward through the dancing rays of light pouring out of the green leafy trees above. Coming to the place where his dad was, he knelt down and looked intently.
&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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