<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644824317489573189</id><updated>2009-12-11T10:03:48.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Izzy Herriette &amp; Co.</title><subtitle type='html'>Main Page - 

Around The Globe With The News Of The Risen Son</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Izzy Herriette &amp;amp; Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17780379620812471644</uri><email>tom_renken2003@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644824317489573189.post-2581063497860730544</id><published>2008-08-15T09:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:45:14.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Video Above - Part of a medley given me for the present world condition...written prophetic in 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only a small part of a medley of songs&lt;/span&gt; that the Lord gave to me in the summer of 2007, as I was working on the photos for the book "Manifesto-Before the Cock Crows".   It melted my heart as I listened to "His heart" towards all peoples in the earth at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this song to be especially directed towards us, in this awesome nation of the United States of America, where (without any real evidence to support these statements and only by revelation of the Lord) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I absolutely see "a tumultuous time approaching us!"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I see in and by the Holy Spirit,&lt;/span&gt; that there is coming a day soon, where those very particular ideals...formulated by words...set by laws...recognized as standards and foundations upon which the nation would be established...signed and agreed upon by those given charge at the time of inception, will come under great assault!  There will come a mighty strong force (contrivance) deliberately designed and devised to strip away and to "neutralize the very structure that created of us on that one day - as one peculiar nation - under God"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Quoting the Lord's words to me in 2004, &lt;/span&gt;an excerpt now taken from the documentation found in "Manifesto-Before the Cock Crows":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"There is a catalytic converter coming - an all out campaign being sent - to bring about a neutrality - to the foundations of Christianity - and to America as well"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord, further, and at that time, expounded with these words, one for each letter in the word "campaign":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;atalyst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;gainst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ighty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;owers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ssailing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nfrastructure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;uaranteeing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;eutrality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lawmaking process in our country could very easily &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tip a scale&lt;/span&gt; here very shortly and we must be active in keeping our eyes upon these matters of such great importance!  The way of the nations, is the way of the generations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this to be a time demanding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;great deliberations on the part of the citizens of this great country., as well as for those members of the followers of Christ in the earth today - the Church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we truly want for ourselves, our children, our grandchildren and for future generations who we will leave behind one day?  We will answer to those children for the choices that we ultimately make on their behalf - with our authority to influence.  What will we choose for them, at this obvious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fork in the road&lt;/span&gt;?  (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Visions posted on izzybuild.blogspot.com&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer (having been alerted by the Lord's insights) is that we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"AWAKEN" to recognize our need, as well as our obvious responsibility as "elders" in this day unto the peoples of the land, to step up to the plate with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;right enlightenment&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; with wisdom that will truly perceive the end from the beginning!  To go then beyond, to do as those who have gone on before us, and to quit ourselves like men, making ourselves ready to take upon us the sacrificial nature that those men and women from former times willingly and boldly chose to cloak themselves with in order to not only create but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;o valiantly protect and maintain for us as beneficiaries - the goodness and greatness that we have enjoyed in this wonderful place - the United States of America!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God equip us with comprehension for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;monumental moment in the history of mankind,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as were His words to me by revelation in the year 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As we turn to Him, and inquire of Him, He will be faithful to answer with that which leads unto life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Revelation 3: 17, 18 -&lt;/span&gt; Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched&lt;/span&gt; , and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked; I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou  mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy Herriette&lt;br /&gt;With Bold Statements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;From The Bird's Eye View&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644824317489573189-2581063497860730544?l=izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/feeds/2581063497860730544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5644824317489573189&amp;postID=2581063497860730544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/2581063497860730544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/2581063497860730544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-of-medley-given-me-for-present.html' title='Second Video Above - Part of a medley given me for the present world condition...written prophetic in 2007.'/><author><name>Izzy Herriette &amp;amp; Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17780379620812471644</uri><email>tom_renken2003@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09486290537597505882'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644824317489573189.post-5470710830858280288</id><published>2008-03-01T20:43:00.085-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:34:38.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another World...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKNE8STsDFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LOuuy22AzJE/s1600-h/840A1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKNE8STsDFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LOuuy22AzJE/s320/840A1410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234102994431904850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;...another day, are old things truly passed away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love old things!   I guess I always have, sort of.   Thirty years ago, though (giving away my age), I began to have a deep stirring, a spiritual sensitivity over old things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I realize how strange that probably sounds)&lt;/span&gt;.  It really bothered me at the time.   I had just laid down much of my seeking after 'things' two years prior, for the purpose of focusing my attentions on the Lord more.  I felt that He'd asked that of me.  He wasn't denying me anything.  It was a filtering process that I needed to go through.  So when this interest in 'things' began to spark, once more, I immediately assumed that I was pathetically weak and already returning without enough resistance, to that materialistic extreme that I'd just released myself from.   What I was feeling however, wasn't a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRu1bjO4iI/AAAAAAAAA-0/OwZHNcz2wrQ/s1600-h/840A1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lust for temporal stuff, it was instead a groaning, grieving sadness and an enormous appreciation for  the period of time (and the very people) that the articles themselves stood for. I knew that these feelings weren't truly owned by me.  They were rather, a divine impartation from the Lord.  At the time, I was incapable of grasping hold of the sense of it all. And He evidently didn't deem it necessary to share His reasoning then either.  But now, finally - all these many years later.  Guess what?&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;From the moment I walked through the door&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd ent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ed in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the roo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;m wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ere I would set about to initiate and complete t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;his project (this site) it has been, well, let's see, how can I describe it?    I guess this little illustration might do: A construction worker shows up on a designated site to do his job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   Suddenly, to his surprise, a steady stream of long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; lost friends begins to show up on the site to visit him.  I tell you, memories - like children dancing in my attic, springing out of a treasured trunk, with me ascending the stairs to see 'what was the matter', have held me in audience from the onset of this project.    I've found myself wondering what I've actually gotten myself into, here.    Why are such old unanswered questionings, coming to lock arms and partner with their answers, now?   (I'm beginning to feel as though I've been caug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ht in a long, type of a, plotting out.   And, I see Him as the mastermind behind it all. Somehow I h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ave the distinct feeling that the 'truth' is about to be exposed.) Could it be that the answers are forthcoming now, for their relevance to this time - a time d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;emanding answers, at that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;You'll be able to tell from this site, that I do love times past.&lt;/span&gt;   I'm not stuck in the mud though.  Nothing like that!    I'm not a stationary person, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n that wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nyway.   I love all of the new stuff out now: technology, modern conveniences, fashion, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   I don't oppose too much in the way of advancement, as long as it's unto a use for good.      I'm very capable of adapting to and even being excited with change.     However, I'm seeing a disconcerting, progressive 'new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wave' emerging, in the way of human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; behavior, that frankly has me on my knees.   And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that same groaning and grieving over things past has (interestingly enough) returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRv5nJqRsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/bPwMuggONgY/s1600-h/840A1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRv5nJqRsI/AAAAAAAAA-8/bPwMuggONgY/s200/840A1407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234431702464087746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This blog will be far different from th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;u would log onto.&lt;/span&gt;    I coul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d sell my creative handmade items&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; here, and oh, how I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;n encou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to do so.    And I just may d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o that on a separate site.      I could share foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, movies, small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k, all of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; which are great and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I enjoy them myself.  However, I am hard pressed to share something h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ere, that acts as a p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;stent distraction to me (at the moment) from the things that I wou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ld pr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;efer to focus on.  Someone has got to take time out to a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ddress the greater issues, and I for one, am compelled to do j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ust that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Having said that... read on at your own risk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644824317489573189-5470710830858280288?l=izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/feeds/5470710830858280288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5644824317489573189&amp;postID=5470710830858280288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/5470710830858280288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/5470710830858280288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-world.html' title='Another World...'/><author><name>Izzy Herriette &amp;amp; Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17780379620812471644</uri><email>tom_renken2003@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09486290537597505882'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKNE8STsDFI/AAAAAAAAA-M/LOuuy22AzJE/s72-c/840A1410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5644824317489573189.post-2788805820177143111</id><published>2008-02-29T10:41:00.111-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T05:05:08.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly But Surely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;If you're visiting the site,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it's been a two week long ordeal here, now.  Night and day, because this is all foreign to me.  I'm still experimenting, still learning, still perfecting what I've already learned, and hopefully there's something of interest for you by now.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This content represents my heart and life, if  I may say so without being "overly serious". After twenty-nine years of following after a "Man" I met (not from this world), taking a different road, being misunderstood, and pressing on in spite of it, I now have these things to show for the time spent.  Some of that "fruit" has been shared throughout the years but much has been concealed until now.  Many of my closest family members, friends, and even mentors - who years ago gave me a hearty hand of fellowship and a 'nod' to move forward - have not seen or heard of these things posted here for you to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting all this long time to do this, I am glad to say that I do have a bit of a "stockpile" to pull from; an overload for you I'm sure.  Take what you want and come back for more at another time.  The Lord has been very good to me.  All things given to me, have come by way of of my belief in His written Word - His rich promises to me.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3: 20&lt;/span&gt; - Now unto Him who is able to do exceeding abunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ntly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Psalm 37: 4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Delight thyself also in the Lord; and He shall give thee the desires of thine heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Malachi 3: 10&lt;/span&gt; - Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.  And I will rebuke the devourer for your sakes...And all nations shall call you blessed; for ye shall be a delightsome land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon learning that there are promises to the believer (many of them as a matter of fact) and that I could have whatever ones I wanted, I decided to be a "glutton," honestly, to absolutely gorge myself.  I wanted everything He had to give me and I began a quest to learn what exactly those things were! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to say that I wanted them all.  The Lord takes great, great delight in that!  And it works because He truly did give His life for it!  All that you will read, displayed here, is only a "grain" of what He's so graciously given me over he years.  Many, many hours of teaching, 300 prophetic songs, plays, and now a book - these are just a few of His blessings in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had many, many say to me over the years, "I wish I could hear from Him like you do."  I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;that that is one of the greatest "promises" for us.  And it is for "us"!  Anyone who chooses to seek Him out, He says He will be found by that one, and He will reveal Himself to them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Him, truly knowing Him, is by far the greatest gift of all!  He truly is an awesome God and He watches over His Word to perform it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will find something on these pages that will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  enc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;urage you to believe and to boost your faith!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way, just so you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;nderstand, I know I haven't arrived yet, I still have more that I'm pressing towa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;rd attaining.  And certainly, there are many who have far surpass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ed me.  We give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRgmaX_tpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0_U0qF66BhY/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRgmaX_tpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0_U0qF66BhY/s200/IMG_0353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234414879942620818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; what we've received and then He's faithful to multiply back!  It's kind of like yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;u emptying out one basket and He gives you back twelve - full!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;So, time to share what's been going on 'behind closed doors'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5644824317489573189-2788805820177143111?l=izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/feeds/2788805820177143111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5644824317489573189&amp;postID=2788805820177143111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/2788805820177143111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5644824317489573189/posts/default/2788805820177143111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzyherrietteco.blogspot.com/2008/02/slowly-but-surely.html' title='Slowly But Surely'/><author><name>Izzy Herriette &amp;amp; Co.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17780379620812471644</uri><email>tom_renken2003@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09486290537597505882'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2hFEq9kYg98/SKRgmaX_tpI/AAAAAAAAA-s/0_U0qF66BhY/s72-c/IMG_0353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>