<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:14:06.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Poured out as a Drink Offering</title><subtitle type='html'>This is not love this is not real its just a dream held captive by are own fear.  I cant change anyone , I cant make you see that Love came down and died for you and me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-113798770028843335</id><published>2006-01-22T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T19:41:40.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel 'en alright</title><content type='html'>I give all the Glory to my Lord , Jesus Christ....today was a beautiful day , I got to lead some children in some songs about Jesus and then I got to share with them the Gospel using the evangelcube. The funny thing was that  one of the kids explained the Gospel and the used the cube after  I was done better then i did ... later I went in a drive down to balbo a park to see if mabe mari was playing frizbe footbal..But i didnt se any one so I drove to misson beach. I misse dthe exit about 5 time and then finay arrived . i grabed my gutar and bible and sat on a sand hill for a moment and then realized i need to go to la mesa and drop of some manuals i borrwed to two weeks ago .. they were on morgtages and loans.....After I droped them off I went to the Living room were I sat and meditated on the word ...I was reading Romans  and felt just like the Lord was moving in my heart....I especially was praying that God would set me free form the  worry that i was feeling ,,due to the fact I was going to the flood to see nick get baptized...I wasnt  nervous about nick ..i was nothing less then excited ...but I was anxious to see My ex girlfriend ....I just wanted there  to be peace  betwwen us and i worried about all the feelings i would have to fight off when i saw her.....When i Got to church she was standing right next to nick ..she went to shake my hand and i gave her a hug....i thought it was wierd at first but as the night when on God just filled my mind with peace.......I Love her so much ..I  just want her to walk in the light and fullfill her purpose in God , so I felt freedom at last  at least alot more then usual, I just pray God keeps me on this path of being stoked on him and life ...it was good to see all of the ramona gang...after they left I saw milly fisk .....we always bump into each other ...shes  an awsome girl super sweet ...  well tomarrow is my first day of school ......sick hugh ? yeah i need ot get organized ........lol.......thank you God for life  in you ...lord I pray that I meditate on your word day and night .....i need it other wise i go on for days without really recieving your love and renewing my mind by your spirt ...or putting on the armor of Righteousness...amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-113798770028843335?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/113798770028843335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=113798770028843335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113798770028843335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113798770028843335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2006/01/feel-en-alright.html' title='feel &apos;en alright'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-113760860863988201</id><published>2006-01-18T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T10:23:28.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention all who are new to My Blog</title><content type='html'>I just looked at all of my postings .... I really cant type , or spell that  well ..lol, maybe , im just lazy ...any ways Im sure that youll have lots   Good luaghs due to  my  ignornace..any ways GOing to start the day .... "Father Let your will be done in my life , let me be free to live on to you in all that I do " amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-113760860863988201?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/113760860863988201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=113760860863988201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113760860863988201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113760860863988201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2006/01/attention-all-who-are-new-to-my-blog.html' title='Attention all who are new to My Blog'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-113757663075619385</id><published>2006-01-18T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T09:34:18.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The old is gone the New is here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/LOTS%20OF%20PEOPLE%20AND%20KIDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/320/LOTS%20OF%20PEOPLE%20AND%20KIDS.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is amazing...I forgot all about this old blog. I was so overjoyed that i was able to view my past  postings . Time does fly .... And I did go to india .  so  Im back , I decided to give up the old myspace .....at least until im able to deal with the reality of some things that I have no control over. I was reading my blog to night  the one that says a "night to remember", Im so glad i wrote  that ..I really didnt remember all that stuff .."Be live it "  ,,lol dang ,  Well I welcome all my friends to read this Blog   ..... Im going to post my thoughts,  Prayers  , devotions and things of that nature in the future I hope it is an encouragement to all... Last couple of days have been ruff. My cousin Jc aka "teddy " is homless so Ive been trying to help him the last few days figure out what to do ....he lost his car on friday in an accident . I had to take him to the impound yard to get his insulin becuase hes a diabetic. Later on pastor pete called me back and said there was a place called turning point that could take him in .  So I took him to the oreintation and it looks like a go ... just hope he takes advantage of the situation...its a great oppurtunity for him ..... Tomarrow is the War story lunch for all who went to India ...Im not going to go cuase i got to help jc get in to that place...Its amazing How much satan tried to steal the Joy from all that happen in india . O well ., Id  do it again even if I knew what would happen with ..school , mari and etc...so many people heard the Gospel , so many Kids  heard about Jesus for the first time ........ If God is gorified at the expense  of my comfort then He really is being worshiped in spirit and truth ..I just  wish I could sumit to His spirit like that every day ...to suffer and therefore learn obedience.  Forsake my life for the sake of His , what freedom there is to be free from self and a slave to Christ ...I really miss talking to God like I use to ..."Lord please heal my backslideing , cause the flame in my soul to catch fire and spread through all my memembers," l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-113757663075619385?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/113757663075619385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=113757663075619385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113757663075619385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/113757663075619385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-is-gone-new-is-here.html' title='The old is gone the New is here'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-111786684235047957</id><published>2005-06-03T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:51:53.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you my friend</title><content type='html'>so it been three months...so i been busy man, sorry homey ....well, moving on up in the world....they want be to play wed nights now at church...lol...crazy hugh....?    I  cant say enough,  I love you man, miss you , still want to make music when God wills.  I m going to start praying about  going to india....i just want to see God bring a whole village to him.  that be sweet bring my acoustic ,,,shoot they wont know what hit them.....awwww yes ,,what if both of us went ....hahaa barnabs and paul ,,lol, those were the good all days ....late night divine appointments thats all they were.."you up man" "yeah couldnt sleep"  "crazy"x2  ....well ,  best couple of months of my life ...praising the lord with my best friend...couldnt even ask for any thing better....well maybe a wife but your the next best thing...lol....haaaa, dang fool  ....well Im hear to say that God is Good ...and Hes got big plans for me i just have know idea,  u too........wil see hugh ....shoot, i just want a family......... but some times he gives more ten we want ...soemtimse he takes away every thing we want so we want him...were so fickle ,,, "i love YOU GOD".......but  i need some loven somewhere eles? what ...im gulity........"mr flesh .....will u die" ......"well actually can u wait another 80 years" ...lol see what i mean....cant have  are cake and  eat it to , fickle,&lt;br /&gt; dont worry about the funds and dont hestitate to pray ....ask man , God want to bless you He wants  to reveal His Love to you. keepen it real , peace and Grace be mutiplied to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-111786684235047957?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/111786684235047957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=111786684235047957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/111786684235047957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/111786684235047957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-for-you-my-friend.html' title='This is for you my friend'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-111159908927100500</id><published>2005-03-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:46:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you rememeber the time?</title><content type='html'>"chris wake up!" my father shouted  , into the dark and still  ventelated room. &lt;br /&gt; I came to conssiousness in a aburpt thrust shouting back......"what!"  &lt;br /&gt;  "were being attacked"  said my father , this time  with almost an exciting voice&lt;br /&gt;"what u mean " I said &lt;br /&gt;"they Blew up the twin towers"  replied my dad&lt;br /&gt;i really still wasnt concouring what whas going on"&lt;br /&gt;My dad said "Come up stairs"&lt;br /&gt;I rushed up with him in a hurry &lt;br /&gt;as i got clooser to the front door i started putting the pices together&lt;br /&gt;i thought to my self "attacked .....Bombed" thats when I new I was going to be in for a treat ............to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-111159908927100500?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/111159908927100500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=111159908927100500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/111159908927100500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/111159908927100500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-rememeber-time.html' title='do you rememeber the time?'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110918689354132680</id><published>2005-02-23T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:28:13.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recovered password</title><content type='html'>well i'm back on the blog.......found my username and pasword.......any ways today should be full of surprises...Im going to study for most of the day......"Lord I just pray that Your will is done with me today...let me encounter whom ever do what ever say whatever or not you want me to...in JesusName amen"....Ah thasts Good Now I can go study ....Peace to my Brother over there in the Big city ........."Dont......takkaka a loook back"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110918689354132680?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110918689354132680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110918689354132680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110918689354132680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110918689354132680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/02/recovered-password.html' title='recovered password'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110851057903565113</id><published>2005-02-15T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T15:36:49.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>house sitting</title><content type='html'>School was interesting today. I just Love the Pocket size gideon bibles they give out there. The Gentelman who was handing them out shouted to those who took them "read the begaing and the end first!" Of course I took two. Each semester they come and hand them out but i always seem to give mine away so its always an aticipation for them to come back the following semester. It fits perfectly in the pocket. I keep mine in my right back pocket. there was another booth set up today. It was the christian Club on campus .....ironicly it was right next to the islam club....any ways the Jesus freaks were giving out free stuff, they had these cool net bags full of neat stuff. I grabed one and saw there was a cd , a bible and a book . They also had the risen magazin wich of course i opened swiftly in front of everyone and pointed to trever Davis's page , saying "yeah my friends in this see!"......later i found out no one cared .....and by figured i mean , when I was talking to the girl who ran the booth about how trever davis goes to my church she asked? "are you christian?" i dont know i guess i could go to church and not be christian so I answered with a" yes ."..................well I get to house sit for Rick while he goes to Isreal...10 days it will be nice ....Go through all his stuff and what not...... see what drugs he taking...j/k , no it will be fun Im having a Body painting party at his house at 9pm saturday ....Please..Bring your own paint ......., naw ...I guess Il just study the word and read all his books or at least take a look at alot of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110851057903565113?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110851057903565113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110851057903565113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110851057903565113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110851057903565113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/02/house-sitting.html' title='house sitting'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110779920259682528</id><published>2005-02-07T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T10:00:02.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah</title><content type='html'>well ....Here we Go !  Thank you lord for your Body taking the punshiment that I deserve . I cant even describe how thankful my souls is for being Adopted in your family. Please Lord Wash me with Your word , I dont ever want to even look back ....Please Keep my eyes fixed on you  Lord there nothing else .......WHen i think about eternal hell and away form your prescene I my souls cries .......screams in fear , papa  save me form this world form this Body of sin form the complacency of my heart the lazyness of my mind , the bad attitudes , the shelfish thinking covetious all of it Lord take it away ......I wasnt made for anything but you. Lord Im so happy inside , So excited to see your work be done on earth and the day that i meet you in heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110779920259682528?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110779920259682528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110779920259682528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110779920259682528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110779920259682528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/02/yeah.html' title='yeah'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110768364191410741</id><published>2005-02-06T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T19:38:45.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats going on</title><content type='html'>"who am I"  was the  question i was suggested to  ask my self in the latest edtion of "Looking out Looking in".  This question paved way to the current delimma that I dwell upon. You see the contest  of the chapter named "sef concept" was a sort of intaragation into once own exstance. This left me with some questions of my own to ask. Where did he go ? And will he return again? . Andof course  the retorical question where else is there to go came toconclusion matter , but i wonder even fear if he will return again . who Am I now am I faithful to contune in this self is ......is this me at all oris  he  dead.   I hate him, i hide , i forget , but he likes  to through in an old picture or two.  "Lord help me free me and deliver me form myself Please! Im tired of death , im tired of his face staring me down into submission like a bonless worm i follow his instructin cuasing war agaisnt my soul  i hate him  I hate him. ........I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110768364191410741?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110768364191410741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110768364191410741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110768364191410741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110768364191410741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/02/whats-going-on.html' title='whats going on'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110621094450243293</id><published>2005-01-20T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:51:01.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new season</title><content type='html'>wow , today was amazing. started off with the sos mission at 12.00 . O got there early but had to drive al the way back home to get the "rules and conditions sheet I typed out eairler that week. we decided to shut down sos a week ago sos we could start new. any ways it went alot smother, even though we had to through out jesse. jesse is a former gang member he's like 30 and hes been in prison for a while. we got to new girls actually three, two of them were lesbians. They were upset that i was strong on enforcing the rule of no physical contact in the center in physical contact i mean cuddling kissing etc. Funny thing is when they left the center they got a fist fight and they ended up going separte ways after Joe broke it up. ...................Playing for the homless was really sweet. I was nervous and i wasnt dialed in very well, untill after Victor spoke when I played the last three songs , aparently steve when uo there while victor was speaking and fixed it. so I started week but ended strong. neverless this is all vainty. I m just glad God used me its his spirt that bring restorations .......its proabaly really fun and thrilling playing infront of thoudsands of people.......But Nothing compares playing for the Lord and for those who need healling and are litteraly starving let alone there souls are starving for Love.. LOrd keep me hummble thank you for your spirit , Jesus Loves You....He died for you , he's stnding at the door , hes waiting for you to walk in , read your bible ........Get on your knees and repent In the Name of Jesus ....Its the &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; way.......Grace is upon you know , your skateing on thin ice , the time is now recieve the gift !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110621094450243293?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110621094450243293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110621094450243293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110621094450243293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110621094450243293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-season.html' title='new season'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110607278235247057</id><published>2005-01-18T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T10:26:22.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing for poor</title><content type='html'>well , tommarrow is my first chance to play worship music at  park chapel. Im excited but  for some reason I keep on breaking guitar strings  its getting ridiculus its been about 5 times in the last 2 weeks.  Still doubting , all kinds of stuff , but hoping that the Lord reveals some things to me this week .  I want to memorize Psalm 25 while i play its a awsome  chapter, Basicly its a plea for deliverance and for forgiveness , I think it perfect for the Homeless to hear becuase alot of them  need deliverance from demons.  Let see if  i got a th beganing memorized.........&lt;br /&gt;"To you Oh Lord, we lift up our souls&lt;br /&gt;oh My God , we trust in you&lt;br /&gt;let us not be ashamed&lt;br /&gt;let not our enemies triumph over us&lt;br /&gt;indeed let no one who waitson you be ashamed&lt;br /&gt;let those be ashamed who deal treacheously with out cuase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show us your way&lt;br /&gt;teach us your paths&lt;br /&gt;lead us in your truth and teach us&lt;br /&gt;For you are the God of are salvation&lt;br /&gt;on you we shall wait all day......"    well I got a quater of it memorized.... any ways God bless you Freddie and Monique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110607278235247057?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110607278235247057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110607278235247057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110607278235247057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110607278235247057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/playing-for-poor.html' title='playing for poor'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110571596735914407</id><published>2005-01-14T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T07:19:27.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'> A night to remember</title><content type='html'>I woke up in the middle of the night,  couldnt sleep , I startd to pray . I prayed for God to show me his ways and what he wants me to do with my life. My heart has been heavy and my mind has been doubting what God has for my Life . I prayed Lord show me show me . Change my heart make me into what He  want me to be!  As I prayed I became silent, and i looked off into the darkness of my room and saw my guitar.  I said  This Is what my heart is telling God "sing to you , play for You" ! I got up and played for the Lord .  it was amazing. when It was over i lad back down and My heart  said " open the bible" so I prayed that God would reveal to me something , so I could have clearity in my purpose. I rebuked satan or any thing from telling me any thing else other then what God wanted to speak to me through the word. After this ,  I opened the Book and read " They have seen Your procession, o God my King into the sanctuary. &lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Singers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went Before the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;players on instruments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; followed after; among them were the maidens &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;playing trembels&lt;/strong&gt; ........................&lt;/em&gt;I read on And found "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing&lt;/em&gt; to God&lt;/strong&gt;, You Kingdoms of the earth. Oh&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Praises to the Lord&lt;/strong&gt;".................... this was all on the same page I opened to ..................."But Iam Poor and sorrowful; Let Your salvation, O God  set me on high , &lt;strong&gt;I will Praise the Lord Oh God with  a song&lt;/strong&gt;, and I will magnify him with thanksgiving  this also shall pleas the Lord , Better then an Ox or Bull, wich has horns and hooves The Humble shall see the this and Be glad, and &lt;strong&gt;You who seek God Your heart shall Live&lt;/strong&gt; , For the Lord Hears the Poor and Does not despise His prisoners Let heaven and earth Praise Him! , after this I couldnt believe it is this really happening   I said  Lord with all my heart I pray that  you take all the doubt out of my heart and then I felt The Lord say to me  " Believe Son "   "Be - LIfe it " and I realized that beleiving is living with all your heart but more its Living with Gods heart In you.  And as lI earnto follow Gods heart I will believing  more and more. but, I must put this into action with the   all the capcity and Knowledge that I have Of the Lord and as I live it more and more I will be believing it more and more, and When i die and  I look at my life I would have "Believed "   ANd then I would meet God and then I will "Know"...........amazing God Is Good hugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110571596735914407?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110571596735914407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110571596735914407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/night-to-remember.html' title=' A night to remember'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110552376306372795</id><published>2005-01-12T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T02:08:05.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Our streets</title><content type='html'>Woke up at about a quarter to 11.00, bad dreams again. I almost decided to go back to sleep but the Spirit in me Jolted me out of Bed and on to my knees to pray for the power and the will of God to be done in my life to day, I said very few words but it was powerful. As I Got up I noticed that most of my room was flooded from the constant rain we've been having. I spent the next 30 minutes vacuuming the water up with a shop vac that my mom bought me a couple of months ago. .......Afterward I went to journal in my prayer book and then a scream came from out of my computer......Stupid alert sound for getting mail......Anyways it was dale the man who stole my moms piano and then basically is selling it back to us......Long story but looks like were gona have to fork over 400 bucks to get it back.....Oh well....... We'll take him to court after we get it back in our possession. Left to Park Chapel went to talk to Pastor Pete about the worksheet I Type up concerning our concerns of the Save our Streets ministry .....I ended up working the center all by myself. It started off nice. It was just me and this girl name Tara. I guess Tara just relapsed the other day and didn't show up at the rescue mission . Luckily there gona let her back in but she's got to wait. So , I started to clean the frig. Wow , very unhealthy conditions, Tara was nice enough to help me with some of the drawers. Once I got it all together with the food organized etc, I felt like things were going pretty well. Then Comes Anthony, or should I say diamond. Diamond about 5'8 160 ponds . he's black about age 23. Hex talks a lot of nonsense , and I need to repent because my heart is hard towards him , I wanted to really hurt him today. Anthony starts of me off with one of his wass up hands shakes . He like to use this specific hand shake to deceive people to think there tight with him , as if being tight with him is the objective of the person receives the hand shake. " whaz up player" he says ....I return with my white boy Ramona lingo "hey man" ..... "What ju gots for grup" ...He say as he steps into the office as he passes the sign that specific says "staff only" ......Hey Anthony could you pleas step out of the office, Ill get you the food" said I with a overly nice tone........"What .....Is this cause I'm white....ahhh Just playing Player" ......any ways I could tel it was gona be a bad Day, as soon as diamond couldnt use the shower the exact insant he wanted to he began to cuz a storm and yell out ow hes blnk this blnk that....so i go over to him and tell him to come down and watch his language or his out . He then tells me not to talk to him..... as i try to communicate with him the rule of the center he repaets dont talk to me over and over again.......so I give himthe warning ...so i go back to the office ready to beak his neck in half.....he comes strolling in the office looking for stuff I ask him "can i help me " he re;plies with dont talk to me again...... gets to a point were were yelling at each other i tell him he neds to leave as hes cuzing and telling me were he grew up .... " Im form lincoln" bla blabla Give me a break dawg your homless and on the street . yur wearing women shoes , dang man Just hummble your self , you might get some where, ....any ways pete has to come up stairs and del with him I stayed in the office but here the them talikg , he mad no sense just kept talking about how hard he was ......any ways he finally left we called the cops and he was gone .........man amother exciting day hugh.....hung out with jerry the rest of the night .......man hes left hand his gone ....and bye gone i mean middle finger broken and tendon cut and sown back to gether not to metion his collerbone, hes has surgery tommarow, . It was nice to hang with himm tought we watch a sermon on spiritual ware , I really enjoyed it. So simple But so confusing , I  love you God , forgive me for my attitude , Iam yours , and i choose your will to be done in my life in Jesus name.  Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110552376306372795?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110552376306372795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110552376306372795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110552376306372795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110552376306372795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/saving-our-streets_12.html' title='Saving Our streets'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110546866806840773</id><published>2005-01-11T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T10:37:48.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>godly soorow leads to repeantance</title><content type='html'>  I cant shake the dreams , I cant do it alone , its time to grow&lt;br /&gt;" Father please hear me ,  I will seek Your face , forgive me, show me the way to the promise. Please build me up  make me new , wash me with Your blood , I need a refresh spririt , I need a heart like yours .....let your will be done , i choose Your will ,  Forgive me of my debts my inequitys  please deliver me from bondage , Ineed to grow and bear healthy fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110546866806840773?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110546866806840773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110546866806840773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/godly-soorow-leads-to-repeantance.html' title='godly soorow leads to repeantance'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110543091157902828</id><published>2005-01-11T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:08:31.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAY</title><content type='html'>i NEED PRAYER , SOS ...................&lt;br /&gt;SATAN THE bIRD OF THE AIR HAS ROBBED ME OF MY JOY TONIGHT ,&lt;br /&gt;LORD PLEASE CHANGE MY HEART , GIVE ME REST  ROOT ME IN YOUR VINEYARD AND LET ME DRINK OF YOUR NEW WINE AND BE REFRESHED, OH LORD PLEASE hELP ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110543091157902828?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110543091157902828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110543091157902828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110543091157902828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110543091157902828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/pray.html' title='PRAY'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10081267.post-110542379774534151</id><published>2005-01-10T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:09:57.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'> what did I do today</title><content type='html'>Read the Bible and prayed&lt;br /&gt;practice the guitar  and the worship songs&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the day writing  a paper for  the "Save our streets " ministry&lt;br /&gt; decided not to work at HYP this summer&lt;br /&gt; Got some Hangers&lt;br /&gt; took a shower&lt;br /&gt; saw jerry , hes all messed up Broken fingers and collerbone&lt;br /&gt; went to get gas but left my wallet at home&lt;br /&gt; came home , dogs tore up the mat on the kicthen&lt;br /&gt; really Bored so I got on the computer and looked up caffiene to see the harmfull results&lt;br /&gt; talked to freddie , read his Blog , decided to make my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10081267-110542379774534151?l=christophercohen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/feeds/110542379774534151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10081267&amp;postID=110542379774534151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110542379774534151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10081267/posts/default/110542379774534151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christophercohen.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-did-i-do-today.html' title=' what did I do today'/><author><name>Christopher</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10903817343382119487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4318/763/1600/chris1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
