<?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-4387458792440814224</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:20:18.615-04:00</updated><category term='In the Potters hands is a great place to be.'/><category term='Hebrews 13:4'/><category term='Pray today'/><category term='Dan Salas (Left) and Rolando (Right) the Missionaries'/><category term='&quot;A happy heart makes the face cheerful&quot;. Prov. 15:13'/><category term='a good day'/><category term='What are you praying for?'/><category term='A Real Church Without Walls'/><category term='GOOOOOOO TEAM'/><category term='He really cares.'/><category term='POWER'/><category term='What will you do with this day?'/><category term='Band Name: The One Armed Paper Hangers.'/><category term='Our future depends on this'/><category term='Write Soon...'/><category term='Find a prayer partner'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Answer the call.'/><category term='Let the Holy Spirit use you too.'/><title type='text'>"Let There be light"</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is just some of my thoughts and things that happen to me. I also want to take some time to talk about what God is leading me to do in ministry. Hope you enjoy and feel free to comment. Make it clean and nice, I bruise easily.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-662996751386857041</id><published>2011-05-06T11:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:34:50.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Issue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eRnwA-SUyw/TcQREBU1nRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QE9RVogS7T0/s1600/hem21.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eRnwA-SUyw/TcQREBU1nRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QE9RVogS7T0/s400/hem21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622597128723730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;Mark 5:25 Now a certain woman had a flow of blood for twelve years, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24387" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt; and had suffered many things from many physicians. She had spent all that she had and was no better, but rather grew worse. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24388" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt; When she heard about Jesus, she came behind &lt;i&gt;Him&lt;/i&gt; in the crowd and touched His garment. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24389" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt; For she said, “If only I may touch His clothes, I shall be made well.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24390" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt; Immediately the fountain of her blood was dried up, and she felt in &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; body that she was healed of the affliction. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24391" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;And Jesus, immediately knowing in Himself that power had gone out of Him, turned around in the crowd and said, “Who touched My clothes?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24392" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt; But His disciples said to Him, “You see the multitude thronging You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24393" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt; And He looked around to see her who had done this thing. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24394" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt; But the woman, fearing and trembling, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell down before Him and told Him the whole truth. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NKJV-24395" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt; And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be healed of your affliction.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Can you help but wonder what was going through this woman's mind when she saw Jesus walking down the street? She had spent all her money she had exhausted the ability of the doctors this was a woman at the end of her rope. Yet she did not give up. The Bible doesn't tell us she accepted her circumstance and say "Well this must be the will of God" or "this is just the way things are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;She pushed forward. her only thought had to be I will do whatever it takes to get close enough to Jesus to receive what I need the most. In her case a physical healing. But whatever it is you need are you pushing forward. Are you willing to force our way through the crowd of obstacles that seem to get between you and what you need from God? Or do you fall into to the devil's trap that it is what it is and nothing is going to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know what it is you need today (right now). Maybe you can use this woman as an example of what you should do. Don't give up. Stop accepting bad situations as your cross to bear or the thorn in your side. Instead, pick up your Bible and see what God has promised you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Seek your answer from Him and you will receive more than you could ever expect or imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4387458792440814224-662996751386857041?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/662996751386857041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=662996751386857041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/662996751386857041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/662996751386857041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-your-issue.html' title='What&apos;s Your Issue?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0eRnwA-SUyw/TcQREBU1nRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/QE9RVogS7T0/s72-c/hem21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-267247118929236381</id><published>2010-05-18T19:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:30:01.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Did It For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S_MmgI6XJuI/AAAAAAAAALM/XYIYiwWjJGg/s1600/Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472760305775224546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S_MmgI6XJuI/AAAAAAAAALM/XYIYiwWjJGg/s400/Jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke 22:44 "And being in anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what pain or loss or desire would make me pray this way. I don't think I ever have and knowing myself I wonder what it would take for me to unleash my emotions in a prayer that would shake the gates of Heaven the way this most famous prayer of Jesus did that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus prayed this prayer alone, oh He asked for company, but His friends fell asleep. So in His aloneness Jesus prayed. Tears fell, veins bulged in His neck. His face went red and His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. Why did He do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my aloneness I cry and wonder if God's sees my broken heart. In my aloneness I try my best and wonder if God appreciates my effort. In my aloneness I look for my friends and wonder if God knows I ache for their company. But in my aloneness I prayed for God to forgive me and when I did Jesus climbed onto a cross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But God demonstrated His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 8:8 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-267247118929236381?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/267247118929236381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=267247118929236381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/267247118929236381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/267247118929236381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2010/05/he-did-it-for-me.html' title='He Did It For Me'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S_MmgI6XJuI/AAAAAAAAALM/XYIYiwWjJGg/s72-c/Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-4393485744015871896</id><published>2010-04-27T21:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:38:39.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He Pardoned Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S9eRHPCQj1I/AAAAAAAAALE/Jl03NIc4zZc/s1600/jesuswrites.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464996226318503762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S9eRHPCQj1I/AAAAAAAAALE/Jl03NIc4zZc/s400/jesuswrites.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph Prince was telling the story from John chapter 8 about the women caught in the act of adultery. I must have heard this story a hundred different times and preached from as many view points, but Joseph Price brought out something I never saw before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the "teachers of the law" brought the women to Jesus to accuse her it was an attempt to trip him up on His interpretation of the law. Should she be stoned or released, how Jesus answered would effect His reputation with is followers. The Gospel writer tell us Jesus simply bent down and began writing in the ground. Not really thinking about the make up of the temple I always assumed He was writing in the dirt, but there was no dirt there. Jesus was writing in the stone walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point Joseph Prince made was that this was something He had done once before. When God gave the law to Moses the Bible says God wrote the law with His finger in the stone. That day in the temple Jesus showed the "teachers of the law" that He was the writer of the law. Then by dying on the cross Jesus took our punishment on Himself for us not obeying the law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is it that condemns you? No one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-4393485744015871896?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4393485744015871896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=4393485744015871896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4393485744015871896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4393485744015871896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-pardoned-me.html' title='He Pardoned Me'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S9eRHPCQj1I/AAAAAAAAALE/Jl03NIc4zZc/s72-c/jesuswrites.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-6605352945269613995</id><published>2010-02-17T22:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:32:25.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 29:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S3y0w5UsLpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/uSU5M4-gCXk/s1600-h/youth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 90px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439421202071039634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S3y0w5UsLpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/uSU5M4-gCXk/s400/youth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man it's been a while since I've posted anything on here. Quit honestly I almost forgot I had a blog. So much has been going on, some of it good. I have been trying to connect more with people. I usually stand off by myself, but recently at a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt; fire hosted by my church I stepped out of my "comfort zone" (which is just a lame excuse for not getting involved with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt;) and had real conversations with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the devil would like me to believe that I am of no effect or my being there is meaningless, but I've come to realize that these thoughts are just lies from the pit of hell. Let me tell you something that happened. I help out with the youth group. Most of the time I just clean up the room after the service. Well, the devil tried to tell me I was wasting my time and not a real influence there so why bother going. I was almost ready to tell the youth pastor I wouldn't be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I was clowning around with one of the guys and made a joke about not quiting and not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; back. Out of no where another young man said "if Bob stops coming to youth so will I". Later that night This same young man was asked to come up for prayer and I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to lay hands on him and ask God to perform a miracle in his life even though I had no idea what his need was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done praying I shared some thoughts with the group. After the service I learned that this young boy was just diagnosed with a terrible disease. The other leaders told me how appropriate the prayer and words I shared were. Imagine had I listened to the lies instead of the truth that God put inside me? Don't let this happen to you. If you believe God has a plan for your life then get out there and let Him do a great work through you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-6605352945269613995?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6605352945269613995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=6605352945269613995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6605352945269613995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6605352945269613995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2010/02/jeremiah-2911.html' title='Jeremiah 29:11'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/S3y0w5UsLpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/uSU5M4-gCXk/s72-c/youth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7372867371244765179</id><published>2009-10-19T11:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:22:07.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Altar Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Styf1x1Vc9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g7hN3cxSM1s/s1600-h/alter_call.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394362199941936082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Styf1x1Vc9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g7hN3cxSM1s/s400/alter_call.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was great, in fact the whole day was. First a guest speaker at church who, at the end of his sermon, asked if anyone had a burden to give to God raise their hand. Next he said to raise your other hand and give it to God. Both my hands where high in the air. I felt like I had released that inner most part of me to God to let Him do His work in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I still felt like there was something more I needed to do. Unsatisfied I went through the rest of the Sunday in a spiritual zombie-like state, not moving upward the way I want my spirit life to be going. Finally I just felt the need to get out of the house, my prison, and see if a change of scenery would help. In Matthew 7:7 Jesus says "Seek and you shall find" and in verse 8 Jesus concludes "he who seeks finds". So I guess I was seeking, I wasn't sure where I should look or what it would be I would find, but if Jesus promised the seeker he would become the one who finds who was I to doubt Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first stop on my search was a Denny's. Not exactly Mount Sinai where Moses went to receive the Ten Commandments, but one should always start seeking on a full stomach (Proverb according to Bob). When I had finished eating my search too me to Target. If sin is missing the mark or the target why not get as close to the Target as I can. So I went in and shopped around the electronics department still debating on which flat screen TV I should get, but still never buying one. So rather than just standing there debating which one had the best picture quality I walked over to the music department and picked up a couple of Cd's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I admitted to myself that instead of waisting time I needed to get to my destination. That place where "seek" becomes "find", that place I know I need to get to, but am still not convinced I will find whatever it is I am looking for. I pull my car into the parking lot and found an empty space facing the building. I sit in my car still listening to one of my new Cd's watching people going in the propped open door. I am at a small church in town that has a Praise and Worship night about once a month called Majesty Unlocked. I got out of my car, took a deep breath and sighed and walked into the building making my way to a seat in the very last row (a good safe place near the door).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From my vantage point I watched as the praise team began the music and started to sing. I saw many seated with hands raised high praising God, while others stood arms outstretched giving glory to the Lord. I listened to the testimonies of God moving in peoples lives and others read scriptures that have gotten them through hard times, but whatever was suppose to happen to me, whatever it was that I was suppose to find didn't seem to be there. So I began the countdown to leaving and continuing my search. I'll give it one more song, or I'll pray one more time or listen to one more testimony and if the Heavens don't open up wide and pour down blessings I'm out of there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally times up. I am standing behind the last row of seats eye-balling the door. Someone I know walks by and I am tempted to ask them to walk me out so it would look like we had something to talk about rather than me trying to cut out early. As I formulated this plan I noticed the pastor of the church standing close by looking in my direction. In an effort not to look needy I began to sing the song and smile a little, too late. Next thing I know I am being hugged and I hear the pastor whisper a few words in tongues. This was followed by a translation that was so spot on it had to come from God since I had not shared anything about the quest I was on with anyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was done speaking the word God had given him for me he released the hug and simply walked away leaving me in awe of God and this mans genuine relationship with Him. My search hadn't ended, but what I was searching for was now coming into focus and was now within range of obtaining. I stood there through what may have been one more song I don't remember, when the lead singer said the pastor would like to do something different tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On most Majesty Unlocked nights the purpose or focus is to simply worship God, it's not a time of laying on of hands or prayer request, but an open forum of a group of people spending some one on one time praising their king. Pastor Jerry felt lead to have an "Altar Call". They invited anyone with a need to come forward and someone would meet them there, lay hands on them and pray, joining their faith with yours to bring your need before God. I bolted for the front of the church the moment she finished the invitation and waited and waited and waited for what seemed to be forever for someone to come over or something to happen, but nothing. I stood there feeling more alone and now on display like the last kid picked to be on the softball team in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I closed my eyes and began to pray, after all God hears my prayers and He just spoke to me through the pastor. All I wanted to do was to seal the words he spoke in my heart and mind so that what would be found would not get lost again. With my eyes closed and my lips praying I felt hands on me. I looked up to see a man standing in front of me looking me in the eyes while pouring oil on his finger. He reached for my forehead making a oil cross on my face and went right into prayer. I stood there trying to hear and receive everything he was petitioning God for in my behalf. When suddenly I heard his words over the music and what I had been searching for was now mine and it was a word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't let this brother believe the lies of the devil". the moment I heard those words I grabbed the mans arm. I wanted him to know that in his prayer to God, God was now speaking to me through him and I got the message. When he finished praying the man hugged me for the longest time. By this point my inhibitions were gone and like David dancing in front of the Arc I didn't care anymore who was watching, I was too busy connecting with God. Mission accomplished I had sought and I had found just as Jesus promised me I would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry to take you down such a long path on a search that brought me no earthly treasure, but brought me closer to my God. I just needed to tell the story of how an "Altar Call" changed me once again. I know sometimes it seems pointless to step out of your seat and walk down an isle and stand or kneel by a wooden platform, but I now know it is those very actions that God notices and responds to that will turn your search into a discovery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7372867371244765179?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7372867371244765179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7372867371244765179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7372867371244765179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7372867371244765179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/10/altar-call.html' title='An Altar Call'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Styf1x1Vc9I/AAAAAAAAAKk/g7hN3cxSM1s/s72-c/alter_call.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3470212433641758210</id><published>2009-10-01T20:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:37:00.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God Loves Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SsVYNpUxxgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/a9Fw13FudEY/s1600-h/5ECA1G54I1CAS4ZY53CASMPIXBCAE8TULLCAKNNUR9CA8HDDFWCAECJ9Y2CAD1HM4KCADKPELUCAMBXKY7CAK3WWWXCA0DY2NSCA8B3RA5CAJW9JC9CAN3TKPTCAFFPQKNCAFLEOS1CAOMOD01CALNGRQ7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387809520673211906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SsVYNpUxxgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/a9Fw13FudEY/s400/5ECA1G54I1CAS4ZY53CASMPIXBCAE8TULLCAKNNUR9CA8HDDFWCAECJ9Y2CAD1HM4KCADKPELUCAMBXKY7CAK3WWWXCA0DY2NSCA8B3RA5CAJW9JC9CAN3TKPTCAFFPQKNCAFLEOS1CAOMOD01CALNGRQ7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past couple of weeks I've had the people closest to me point things about myself they feel need correcting. I don't believe they meant it with any malice in mind, but it started to make me think of why am I the way I am? That is after the anger wore off. I know there are things about me that some people don't like and I'm cool with that because I never sought to be a people pleaser. I would much rather work on being a God pleaser, after all He's the only one I know who gave up their Son for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sure I'm guilty, weather in jest or not, of letting people know areas of their life that need fixing. But I'm becoming aware of how destructive these words can be. If I were to follow my emotions I would dismiss my friends rather than dismissing their comments. As you can tell I was hurt by the comments. Satan loves this kind of stuff when it happens. He pushes in and tries to seclude me from others with the pretence that I won't get hurt if I'm by myself. But God reminds of His intention when He created man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Message Bible it reads like this. God spoke: &lt;strong&gt;"Let us make human beings in Our image, make them reflecting Our nature..."&lt;/strong&gt; And a little further down it says this. &lt;strong&gt;"God created human beings; He created them godlike, Reflecting God's nature."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes my eyes get off my Creator and I begin to look at His creations and I forget all the detail and time God put into making me who I am. In a recent sermon on the radio I heard a preacher speaking about all the songs and sermons that talk about our love for God, not that there is anything at all wrong with these songs, but in the process we forget how much God really loves us. I think from now on I will get my opinion of myself from the One who made me and then loved me so much He died for me... Wow, God Loves Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3470212433641758210?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3470212433641758210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3470212433641758210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3470212433641758210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3470212433641758210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-loves-me.html' title='God Loves Me'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SsVYNpUxxgI/AAAAAAAAAKc/a9Fw13FudEY/s72-c/5ECA1G54I1CAS4ZY53CASMPIXBCAE8TULLCAKNNUR9CA8HDDFWCAECJ9Y2CAD1HM4KCADKPELUCAMBXKY7CAK3WWWXCA0DY2NSCA8B3RA5CAJW9JC9CAN3TKPTCAFFPQKNCAFLEOS1CAOMOD01CALNGRQ7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7438207301264947331</id><published>2009-09-13T20:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:08:18.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inmate Ministers To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The past few weeks I've been really dealing with a bad attitude. I know I keep hinting at it in my blog, but things were coming to a boiling point inside me and I needed God to step in in a big way. This past Tuesday while up at the prison I was sitting with some of the "mightier" worshipers, I mean these guys can really shout to the Lord. I felt unworthy to be standing with them and I wanted that feeling to end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I got up the courage to ask Chris, the inmate standing next to me, to pray for me. I thought he would lift my name up during his weekly Prayer Meeting with his cell mates. but a few seconds after I asked for prayer I felt his hand on my shoulder. The music was loud and trust me the only words I heard him say were "My brother Bob". Yet while he prayed I felt the overwhelming presence of God all around me. The Holy Spirit took back the controls of my emotions and I felt more alive than I have in weeks. After praise and worship I showed Chris the scripture in the Bible that was describing what I was feeling. &lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 18:1 A man who isolates himself seeks his own desire; He rages against all wise judgment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He took the scripture from me and told me he would see what God had to tell him to say to me. Below is the letter he gave me this past Saturday, take a moment to read it. So many times when I tell people I am in prison ministry they think I am dealing with a rough crowd, fact is I have found some of the most faith filled people I've ever met. Here's his letter, I didn't change a word or the way he worded things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sq2XTK6WkoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xj6CFRtVHew/s1600-h/7OCA307T76CAK4IOSCCAFTALU1CA5B14SJCA4QEP0FCADRVKSMCAHRGGRPCAYVGZ08CAPR4MFXCAWSQ88RCAADXL6MCA8GT5GDCAUOAEDLCAHFE9O9CA2CO1KUCAWEY30DCAQV29VSCASOXAXCCAS59VUC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381123485380022914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sq2XTK6WkoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xj6CFRtVHew/s400/7OCA307T76CAK4IOSCCAFTALU1CA5B14SJCA4QEP0FCADRVKSMCAHRGGRPCAYVGZ08CAPR4MFXCAWSQ88RCAADXL6MCA8GT5GDCAUOAEDLCAHFE9O9CA2CO1KUCAWEY30DCAQV29VSCASOXAXCCAS59VUC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Proverbs 18:1 A man who isolates himself seeks his own desires;he rages against all wise judgement.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The devil has found many ways to deceive us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, unfortunately he has found a way to get us even when we isolate ourselves. Depression is a tool that the evil uses to try and turn us away from God. It's a very tricky thing to deal with, depression, because of the fact it clouds the judgement and perception of situations and events that take place in your life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You start to believe or think that people are out to get you when the reality is that those people care about you and are concerned. So they try to help you by stating what it is they see. This causes you to get defensive and you end up shutting yourself out even more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;God wants us to be in relationship, not only with Him, but with our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ and also those who are lost. Together with our siblings in Christ we seek out the lost and bring them the Good News of of the Lord our God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our mind runs wild when we isolate ourselves and that can be life threatening. Talk always to our Lord. Take your problems and lay them at His feet, He can handle them without breaking a sweat or the law. When trying to take care of our own problems the devil takes advantage of us and can find a way to get us to break either man or God's law in order for us to find a solution for our problems. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unfortunately for us that solution is only temporary and false.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always remember that our own desires aren't our at all. Those are the devils. Listen to the Lord's command and obey it. You can never go wrong when listening to the Lord. He has only our best in His interest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7438207301264947331?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7438207301264947331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7438207301264947331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7438207301264947331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7438207301264947331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/inmate-ministers-to-me.html' title='An Inmate Ministers To Me'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sq2XTK6WkoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xj6CFRtVHew/s72-c/7OCA307T76CAK4IOSCCAFTALU1CA5B14SJCA4QEP0FCADRVKSMCAHRGGRPCAYVGZ08CAPR4MFXCAWSQ88RCAADXL6MCA8GT5GDCAUOAEDLCAHFE9O9CA2CO1KUCAWEY30DCAQV29VSCASOXAXCCAS59VUC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-5741224671307244399</id><published>2009-09-04T19:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:26:18.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord, Keep Me From Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SqGwIfnOA0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/8lcyuW6ubxE/s1600-h/78CAA3QP2XCA9GHJM0CAIDFZW2CA2AAQQ2CAXWHME2CAYHM55FCA507IX2CA0X5IW2CAAS7CFGCAE5CRCYCA9OEG8NCADSQ3BNCAHWNEG6CAN1GH48CA7GES74CAAWXJXICAQIY052CAFJO0PHCAG7MJMB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377773090028520258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SqGwIfnOA0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/8lcyuW6ubxE/s400/78CAA3QP2XCA9GHJM0CAIDFZW2CA2AAQQ2CAXWHME2CAYHM55FCA507IX2CA0X5IW2CAAS7CFGCAE5CRCYCA9OEG8NCADSQ3BNCAHWNEG6CAN1GH48CA7GES74CAAWXJXICAQIY052CAFJO0PHCAG7MJMB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the topic I have to preach at Brevard County Correctional Institute September 12. We're spending a Saturday in the prison were 4 of us have divided up the Prayer of Jabez and are preaching on each aspect of his prayer. I got keep me from evil that I may not cause pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last blog brought up some discussion on legalism and what actually defines sin and we can debate those issues until Jesus comes to take us home. But as I study the scriptures on being crucified with Christ and that it's not my life I live anymore, but Christ who lives in me I have to examine my own actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I show anger more than I should? When things go wrong at work am I reflecting God's love? Am I the salt of the earth, the light of the world, a city on a hill? Or am I someone who prays, reads the Bible, goes to church and still I react like a man without the hope that we all have in Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not what God or I want for my life. I want to be the person Bible describes in 1 Peter 2:9 &lt;strong&gt;But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without saying a word I want the world to know I have something real special going on inside me. When I do speak they hear the voice of God's love coming from my mouth and my every action is to build up and not destroy lives. I don't want to live by a set of rules, but to live how Jesus taught us to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 8:31-32 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, "If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never know the truth until I hold onto the teachings of Jesus and without that truth I cannot be free from me...be blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-5741224671307244399?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5741224671307244399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=5741224671307244399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/5741224671307244399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/5741224671307244399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/09/lord-keep-me-from-evil.html' title='Lord, Keep Me From Evil'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SqGwIfnOA0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/8lcyuW6ubxE/s72-c/78CAA3QP2XCA9GHJM0CAIDFZW2CA2AAQQ2CAXWHME2CAYHM55FCA507IX2CA0X5IW2CAAS7CFGCAE5CRCYCA9OEG8NCADSQ3BNCAHWNEG6CAN1GH48CA7GES74CAAWXJXICAQIY052CAFJO0PHCAG7MJMB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-6393056414101898666</id><published>2009-07-22T09:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:41:37.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Legalism; Is It An Excuse?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SmcXB6tzKyI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ueI2vXA_Wk/s1600-h/images%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361279203116526370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SmcXB6tzKyI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ueI2vXA_Wk/s400/images%5B8%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a friend tell me yesterday that he and his wife were out with another Christian couple. During the conversation my friend mentioned to this couple that they don't go to any "R" rated movies. The woman responded, "Oh, we use to be LEGALISTIC" too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What she was doing was justifying her own actions under the covering of legalism. My friend was taken back by this statement. Because he chose to believe that there are some things you don't invite into the house of God, he was doing something wrong or un-Biblical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Corinthians 3:16 (Amplified Bible)&lt;br /&gt;Do you not discern and understand that you [the whole church at Corinth] are God's temple (His sanctuary), and that God's Spirit has His permanent dwelling in you [to be at home in you, collectively as a church and also individually]?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me ask you this, would you bring a recording of something you watch on television into church for everyone to see? Would you bring your favorite "R" rated movie to a bible study for everyone to watch? No, of course not. Because it's God's house we do not want to defile it, so why if you're body is also God's house is this different? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Galatians 2:20 (New Living Translation) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My old self has been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. So I live in this earthly body by trusting in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard a man preaching on the radio the other day and he said "Everything that you did or thought before coming to the cross needs to stay on that side of the cross." Agree or disagree, but how long will we walk down this road of compromise before we see ourselves in the end time prophesies? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Timothy 4:3 (New International Version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather around them a great number of teachers to say what their itching ears want to hear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gee, how did Paul know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-6393056414101898666?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6393056414101898666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=6393056414101898666' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6393056414101898666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6393056414101898666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/07/legalism-is-it-excuse.html' title='Legalism; Is It An Excuse?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SmcXB6tzKyI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ueI2vXA_Wk/s72-c/images%5B8%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-1032566987010111206</id><published>2009-06-29T21:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:47:19.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Predestined To Seek</title><content type='html'>I just got home from Life Group (a weekly Bible Study held at someones home) where we take time to discuss the past Sunday's sermon and how we can better apply it to our lives. Our discussion tonight began with the topic of loyalty, more to the point the lack of loyalty Judas showed towards Jesus as His betrayer. The facilitator of the group, Pastor Chris Hitte posed the question of predestination. Was this the fate of Judas to be born, live his life, find himself walking and fellowshipping with Jesus and then in a dramatic turn of events turn Jesus over to the men who would eventually see to His execution. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we hear the word "Predestination" I think people either see themselves as predestined to be good or predestined to be evil with little or no choice to their outcome. As I drove home I thought about the entirety of tonight's lesson and as many voiced their thoughts or shared scripture Pastor Chris never once said "Sorry you're wrong" or "That's not what we believe". Instead he encouraged the group to even speak out more. As a result I began to see the love the group had for God's word. How much everyone enjoys sharing as we revealed more and more of the heart of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when God spoke to me. The predestination of the &lt;strong&gt;creation&lt;/strong&gt; is to seek out the &lt;strong&gt;Creator&lt;/strong&gt;. That's what we do every time we pick up the Bible or walk into a church. It's our destiny, it's why we exist, it's what we live for. We fall in love with a Creator who became a Saviour and fall in love with His word, to the point that we can't stop talking about Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this painting in my living room. It's called "The Creation" and shows the hand of&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sklqrd_9UOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MDvljY4Pr1o/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352926927126352098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sklqrd_9UOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MDvljY4Pr1o/s400/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam reaching out to the hand of God. As I look at it now I can clearly see that this has not stopped, we still are reaching out to God. We were predestined to die as sinners, but because of the death and resurrection of Jesus the gap that kept our hand away from God's was removed and we can once again reach our hand out, as Adam did in the beginning, and touch the hand of God. After all, it's what we were predestined to do... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 8:29-31 (New King James Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren. 30 Moreover whom He predestined, these He also called; whom He called, these He also justified; and whom He justified, these He also glorified.&lt;br /&gt;31 What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Romans 8:29-31 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God knew what he was doing from the very beginning. He decided from the outset to shape the lives of those who love him along the same lines as the life of his Son. The Son stands first in the line of humanity he restored. We see the original and intended shape of our lives there in him. After God made that decision of what his children should be like, he followed it up by calling people by name. After he called them by name, he set them on a solid basis with himself. And then, after getting them established, he stayed with them to the end, gloriously completing what he had begun. So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-1032566987010111206?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1032566987010111206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=1032566987010111206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1032566987010111206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1032566987010111206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/predestined-to-seek.html' title='Predestined To Seek'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sklqrd_9UOI/AAAAAAAAAJs/MDvljY4Pr1o/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7642739356008710655</id><published>2009-06-06T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:19:45.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Walking By Sight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sir-kDrUgeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/SAkg4JqDK7I/s1600-h/images%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344363803244265954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sir-kDrUgeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/SAkg4JqDK7I/s320/images%5B10%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sir-b9NgGDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/k7HyLmPqRww/s1600-h/images%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For we walk by faith, not by sight."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I've been asking myself this question the past few days. Am I walking by faith (the evidence of things not seen) or by what I see going on around me. When we see those in the body hit hard financially or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stricken&lt;/span&gt; with illness or suffering disappointments in their lives we have to wonder what are we seeing? Do we become so overwhelmed by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;symptoms&lt;/span&gt; of our distress that we neglect to see the abundance of power that God has bestowed upon us through His word to actually move these mountains? There's a line of a popular Christian song that says "Saviour, He can move a mountain", but Jesus said if we have the faith and command this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mountain&lt;/span&gt; to be moved, it will be moved, have we forgotten that we have this power given to us by the Holy Ghost that's fueled by our faith? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's time for the body of Christ to rise up and take hold of everything God has to offer. It's the time for healing, deliverance, financial blessings, restored families... We are suppose to be like a city on a hill, the salt of the earth...the "Go To" people. It's not too late, we can fix this. God hasn't walked away form us and said "No more miracles for them", He's right here and He's still in the miracle business and all these blessings and miracles will be ours if we just walk (live) by faith. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite prayers of Paul the Apostle is found in Ephesians chapter 3. I love the way verse 20 reads in the Message Bible. "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I want to put my faith in this God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7642739356008710655?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7642739356008710655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7642739356008710655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7642739356008710655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7642739356008710655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-we-walking-by-sight.html' title='Are We Walking By Sight?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sir-kDrUgeI/AAAAAAAAAJc/SAkg4JqDK7I/s72-c/images%5B10%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-867405491000817988</id><published>2009-05-18T21:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:40:08.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Back To Prison For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/ShIKXEbhEXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uPJEdRtOitA/s1600-h/images%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339899829883250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/ShIKXEbhEXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uPJEdRtOitA/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/ShIKM9gFMwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WxEvRZudlz0/s1600-h/images%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You heard me right, I am heading back to prison. After a 5 month break, working in the life group ministry at Discover Life Church, I am heading back to Brevard County Correctional Institute to minister to the inmates. One of the best experiences of my life came this past January as the group of us, sponsored by Faith Fellowship Church in Melbourne, spent an entire Saturday with the inmates sharing songs and testimonies. The greatest blessing came when we got to spend some one on one time with them in small groups sharing our thoughts on the testimonies we heard that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that these young men are by far the most honest and faith filled Christians I have ever met. The sought answers from us in God's word and when they gave us their prayer requests they did it without a doubt that God would answer them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am rejoining the group on the first night of our new series on sexual sin. I had the opportunity today to preview the DVD we will be presenting to them and I must say I was floored. It had to be the most powerful sermon on God's view of sexuality I have ever heard. Pray for us as we go in to share more of God with these men. Pray for them. The most common request we get are for their safety and then for their families. I will be in the prison 7:00pm every Tuesday night beginning May19th. Thanks yo so much for your support and prayers and I thank God for this great assignment and purpose He has given me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-867405491000817988?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/867405491000817988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=867405491000817988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/867405491000817988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/867405491000817988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-back-to-prison-for-me.html' title='It&apos;s Back To Prison For Me'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/ShIKXEbhEXI/AAAAAAAAAJM/uPJEdRtOitA/s72-c/images%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-8103361443504840709</id><published>2009-05-04T17:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:04:27.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Living In Victory?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sf9hYl7fdLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJO2Q3D71kI/s1600-h/cell+phone+photos+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332087558956348594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sf9hYl7fdLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJO2Q3D71kI/s320/cell+phone+photos+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the question asked to the congregation as Sean Solomon delivered his very first sermon. Are you living in victory? Honestly I didn't really want to answer the question. If I were to be totally open with myself I don't think I am in every area of my life. Preacher Sean went on to talk about Joesph, who even after being sold into slavery by his family, thrown into jail by his master, remained faithful to God never questioning the reasons for the mistreatment. In fact his reward for his faithfulness was to become the Prime Minister of Egypt!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the service I was fortunate enough to hear Sean giving his testimony to the pastor of the church where he had just preached. As I listened I saw that Sean was not only preaching about having victory over whatever life throws at you, but he had experienced this same victory in his own life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I pose the same question to you, Are you living in victory? When temptation comes against you, when there is more month than there is money, when you are looking for a healing for yourself or a loved one, when your kids are not behaving the way you would like them to or your relationship with your family or spouse is decaying right before your eyes are you trusting God for the same victory over circumstances that He gave to Joseph?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know for myself that's the only way I want to go into any battle, with the knowledge that I have the victory. What a powerful message Sean gave, and that was just his first sermon, look out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;satan&lt;/span&gt; the man of God has given you notice and we who believe are the victorious ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-8103361443504840709?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8103361443504840709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=8103361443504840709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8103361443504840709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8103361443504840709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-living-in-victory.html' title='Are You Living In Victory?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sf9hYl7fdLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/OJO2Q3D71kI/s72-c/cell+phone+photos+154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-8031045356662018043</id><published>2009-04-14T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:10:59.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Sign?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SeSU5RAY-pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FWQ-BzR2RI0/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324544370997262994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SeSU5RAY-pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FWQ-BzR2RI0/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't mean this as a pick up line, I'm just wondering; do you have a sign that let's you know when things in your spiritual life need some attention?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of mine is when I don't blog. I love sharing some of the thoughts I get from the Holy Spirit when I read the Bible or from things that happen to me where I see God working in my life, but when I (if you know me you know this is true) have nothing to say you know there is something wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the other signs I look for is in my thoughts. Sometimes it's not how I handle a situation on the outside that concerns me, but what are my thoughts about it. Over the years I've learned how to hide some of my emotions. It's important that we constantly look for the signs. Not just the signs from God that lead us, but also the signs in ourselves that we may not be handling the good and the bad things in our life in a godly manner. The Bible says we are to take our thoughts captive, but if you don't stop long enough to think about what you are thinking how will you ever know which ones need to be caught and imprisoned. Paul wrote "Let a man examine himself..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray you take a moment today and consider your ways. If you are having trouble locating the wrong areas of thinking in your mind ask God for help. One of my favorite hymns comes from Psalms 139:23 "Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts." I know for me it's time to look at the signs and take out the trash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed in everything you do, Bob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-8031045356662018043?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8031045356662018043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=8031045356662018043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8031045356662018043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8031045356662018043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-your-sign.html' title='What&apos;s Your Sign?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SeSU5RAY-pI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FWQ-BzR2RI0/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3592815385315294206</id><published>2009-03-13T09:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:42:55.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, Where's My Brestplate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sbpe6LtFGnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UUmMjN_HyYI/s1600-h/Untitled-1a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312663064104213106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sbpe6LtFGnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UUmMjN_HyYI/s320/Untitled-1a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While driving into work today I was listening to the Morning Drive. Today's subject was taken from Ephesians 6:11 (Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes). Every so often I will have people come to me and say the enemy is really attacking me this week and this is a very legitimate statement, however I think we sometimes forget that we have been given weapons of defence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to wonder if my own breastplate of righteousness is sitting in the corner tarnished or by consistently having it on it has remained intact. I know the attracts I have to face everyday even though I may not know what you're facing, but isn't it great to know that the same breastplate we wear protects against ALL the devil's schemes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folks, the full armor of God will only work if we wear it. It's time to take it out of the closet or get it back from the dry cleaners and put it on. We can't be more than conquers if we don't dress for the occasion. The victory is our.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3592815385315294206?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3592815385315294206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3592815385315294206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3592815385315294206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3592815385315294206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/03/honey-wheres-my-brestplate.html' title='Honey, Where&apos;s My Brestplate?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sbpe6LtFGnI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UUmMjN_HyYI/s72-c/Untitled-1a%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7194998353231808683</id><published>2009-03-09T09:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:05:36.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How Long Have You Prayed?</title><content type='html'>There's an old song I remember from my younger years "How Long Has It Been". One of the lines of the song always stuck in my mind. "How long has it been since you knelt by your bed, and prayed to the Lord up in Heaven? How long since you knew, that He'd answer you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people say that sometimes when you pray for something and nothing happens that God is saying no to your request. But how does that apply when your praying for a healing or some deliverance? Is God really saying no? Maybe it's something that requires a little more knee time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family prayed over 25 years for me to get saved before it actually happened. More recently I had an answered prayer that was over 8 years in the making. Did I give up? Well at times I forgot about praying for it, but the need was always there. Then last Tuesday a friend (the facilitator of the Young Peoples Life Group) told me I needed to keep on praying about it, God will answer me. So I did just that and instead of it taking 8 more years it took only 4 days for God to meet my need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my original question...How long has it been since you stayed on your knees until you got an definitive answer from God about something that you were praying for? Don't assume God is saying no or that He's not interested in meeting your need if you haven't given this some serious knee time. Try it and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 5:16 (Amplified Bible)&lt;br /&gt;The earnest heartfelt, continued prayer of a righteous man makes tremendous power available, dynamic in its working.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7194998353231808683?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7194998353231808683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7194998353231808683' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7194998353231808683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7194998353231808683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-long-have-you-prayed.html' title='How Long Have You Prayed?'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-901475845206746571</id><published>2009-03-02T11:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:18:46.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Near Miss Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SawFKNwKQJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ee84hDgEhWo/s1600-h/JYPBOCA4EIZIBCA4XGR1UCAPMQALYCAKTY66YCA4SSDZICATJO4MCCAL86UDKCA2BHMHDCA944BNKCAD8OFKRCAZQ1BKFCAZV053MCAO7SGSGCASX5746CAD89PAMCA2K6X0VCA4VZCH9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308623733811462290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SawFKNwKQJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ee84hDgEhWo/s320/JYPBOCA4EIZIBCA4XGR1UCAPMQALYCAKTY66YCA4SSDZICATJO4MCCAL86UDKCA2BHMHDCA944BNKCAD8OFKRCAZQ1BKFCAZV053MCAO7SGSGCASX5746CAD89PAMCA2K6X0VCA4VZCH9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;God seems to be teaching me things while I am driving. Maybe I am less distracted by things when I am in the car and He seizes the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the other day I was leaving my bank and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;turning&lt;/span&gt; left onto US 1. As I began to merge into the traffic a car suddenly changed lanes and almost hit the front of my car. My first reaction was to catch up the the driver and to give them my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; "Dirty Look". In fact I think I began to accelerate to do just that when God stopped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His message was so simple and something I needed to learn. God said "Why don't you praise me for saving your life rather than be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; the person I saved you from." Whoops. how many of us going through life see the bad and forget to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;praise&lt;/span&gt; God for the good? Message received and lesson learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-901475845206746571?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/901475845206746571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=901475845206746571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/901475845206746571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/901475845206746571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/03/near-miss-lesson.html' title='Near Miss Lesson'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SawFKNwKQJI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ee84hDgEhWo/s72-c/JYPBOCA4EIZIBCA4XGR1UCAPMQALYCAKTY66YCA4SSDZICATJO4MCCAL86UDKCA2BHMHDCA944BNKCAD8OFKRCAZQ1BKFCAZV053MCAO7SGSGCASX5746CAD89PAMCA2K6X0VCA4VZCH9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-9107015700503717197</id><published>2009-02-23T21:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:28:32.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He Made Me Smile !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was on my way home from work tonight. Driving down 95 south I got off at the Palm Bay Road exit. As I stopped at the light I saw an usually sight. A man about average height and stocky size was standing off to the side of the road. He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poorly&lt;/span&gt; dressed and appeared to be homeless. He was looking at all the cars as he held up a homemade cardboard sign with something he had written on it with magic marker. I looked over to see what he had written, usually it says things like "Homeless need help" or "Will work for food", but this sign was different, this man had written a message that changed the expression on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SaNkIA97PfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Tp9bNAoVYAY/s1600-h/P2CAM1IM97CAFE90NJCAZMH0Q6CANPUQJYCA060C0CCANBMSDGCAOBWKANCA96I7C5CAU4CO44CA4CBSRKCAVSZDBTCACUKKSJCAE4M84NCA4UYYK5CAQ28EUICAJXD9YRCA2HJJZTCAITJNDBCADW2NY4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306194874834042354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SaNkIA97PfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Tp9bNAoVYAY/s320/P2CAM1IM97CAFE90NJCAZMH0Q6CANPUQJYCA060C0CCANBMSDGCAOBWKANCA96I7C5CAU4CO44CA4CBSRKCAVSZDBTCACUKKSJCAE4M84NCA4UYYK5CAQ28EUICAJXD9YRCA2HJJZTCAITJNDBCADW2NY4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Can You Spare A Smile...God Bless You" was all it said. As I read the sign, without realizing it I began to smile. When the man holding the sign looked over at me and saw my smile he got a big grin on his face and pointed at me. My smiled widened as I returned the pointing gesture. Then I noticed him doing the same thing to others who apparently were smiling at him. As each person smiled at him he took his index finger and underscored the words on his sign that said "God Bless You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All sorts of thoughts have been running through my mind since I saw that man and his special sign. The Bible says we will entertain angels unaware, and I began to wonder is this man the angel I've been praying for God to send to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; me? Or maybe this was God showing me a different way to worship Him, with my smile. If that's the case he was the most unusual Praise and Worship leader I've ever seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am glad God took me that way home tonight and I'm glad I got out of work late so that I could be at that traffic light at that very moment. Jesus said if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; else praises God the rocks and stones will shout out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;praise&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not going to give them the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Praise God, I mean it, Praise God now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-9107015700503717197?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/9107015700503717197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=9107015700503717197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/9107015700503717197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/9107015700503717197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-made-me-smile.html' title='He Made Me Smile !!!'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SaNkIA97PfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Tp9bNAoVYAY/s72-c/P2CAM1IM97CAFE90NJCAZMH0Q6CANPUQJYCA060C0CCANBMSDGCAOBWKANCA96I7C5CAU4CO44CA4CBSRKCAVSZDBTCACUKKSJCAE4M84NCA4UYYK5CAQ28EUICAJXD9YRCA2HJJZTCAITJNDBCADW2NY4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7290357025524747620</id><published>2009-02-19T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:26:51.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POWER'/><title type='text'>Baptism In The Holy Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm the care giver over two life groups this semester. One of the life groups is focusing it's teaching on the Holy Ghost. How exciting it is to learn more about the Spirit Jesus promised would come to us just before He ascended into Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZ2P9PMsmkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/28dpqjDl1wc/s1600-h/G9CAXNYTPLCAL423IYCA4XJDVRCADHQ6RECAJWTNAVCAJA4QHDCAB5ON1ECAL4P80ICALD973BCAHYB3NMCA93HBGTCAQVR2JVCA6D8TWKCAERUH7ICAK1KV5SCAN1XLUYCAHIMTSZCAYCRGELCAV7Q5UE.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304554218326891074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZ2P9PMsmkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/28dpqjDl1wc/s320/G9CAXNYTPLCAL423IYCA4XJDVRCADHQ6RECAJWTNAVCAJA4QHDCAB5ON1ECAL4P80ICALD973BCAHYB3NMCA93HBGTCAQVR2JVCA6D8TWKCAERUH7ICAK1KV5SCAN1XLUYCAHIMTSZCAYCRGELCAV7Q5UE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Acts 1:4-5 And being assembled together with them, He commanded them not to depart from Jerusalem, but to wait for the &lt;strong&gt;Promise of the Father&lt;/strong&gt;, “which,” He said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“you have heard from Me;  for John truly baptized with water, &lt;strong&gt;but you &lt;em&gt;shall be&lt;/em&gt; baptized with the Holy Spirit&lt;/strong&gt; not many days from now.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tonight I am going to explain to the group why we should seek the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. I thought, "Well I could quote scriptures for hours and that would give them the Biblical "WHY", but not the personal "Why"".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So my response to the "Why" comes a few sentences later in this scripture. In the first part of verse 8 Jesus says... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But you shall receive &lt;strong&gt;power&lt;/strong&gt; when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There it is...my testimony of why one should seek the Baptism of the Holy Spirit, POWER. I don't think there is anyone I know who can't use some power over a circumstance in their life. And if we are truly reading the Bible to get answers to how we should handle our problems or how to find God's perfect will for our lives then we need to look here in Acts chapter one to see how Jesus responds to this question and then further study Acts chapter 2 to see what happens the moment you receive the Baptism of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Jesus put spiritual growth into 2 steps. #1. You receive me as Saviour and then Step #2. Receive the Baptism of the Holy spirit. Step one gets you into Heaven, step two gets you closer to God. Boy, that's what I want. I pray you seek all God has for you, right now. Please Father never let us settle for anything less than Your best for us. In Jesus name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7290357025524747620?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7290357025524747620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7290357025524747620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7290357025524747620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7290357025524747620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/02/baptism-in-holy-ghost.html' title='Baptism In The Holy Ghost'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZ2P9PMsmkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/28dpqjDl1wc/s72-c/G9CAXNYTPLCAL423IYCA4XJDVRCADHQ6RECAJWTNAVCAJA4QHDCAB5ON1ECAL4P80ICALD973BCAHYB3NMCA93HBGTCAQVR2JVCA6D8TWKCAERUH7ICAK1KV5SCAN1XLUYCAHIMTSZCAYCRGELCAV7Q5UE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-6350479415739267566</id><published>2009-02-10T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:39:28.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Write Soon...'/><title type='text'>Where's Your Blog?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have had people come to me and say they stopped looking at my Blog because I don't write much anymore. Maybe that's true, but when I look at their blogs I see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; made an entry this year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; maybe we should remove the beam in their eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZGphr7QqiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/d2_ajdCyYfA/s1600-h/UZX75CA5P55S5CAY3ZSTQCADC8KCCCA98369LCAHPWZD1CA08E4RYCAB9VOV1CAWTRL6ACAZZA0RJCAPNFN0CCAH28X3ACAK2924CCAACS7QCCA3Y4SKXCAC6GJFHCA5MXAXXCA22GLXM.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301204632583842338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZGphr7QqiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/d2_ajdCyYfA/s320/UZX75CA5P55S5CAY3ZSTQCADC8KCCCA98369LCAHPWZD1CA08E4RYCAB9VOV1CAWTRL6ACAZZA0RJCAPNFN0CCAH28X3ACAK2924CCAACS7QCCA3Y4SKXCAC6GJFHCA5MXAXXCA22GLXM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I write when I have something that either excited me or moved me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;emotionally. I feel like Andy Rooney on 60 Minutes when I write my Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Have you ever noticed that people who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;criticize&lt;/span&gt; are often the biggest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;offenders&lt;/span&gt;?" &lt;/em&gt;I'm clowning around here, but when I have some down time at work I look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; Blog who's link's are on my Blog and see what's going on with them. Pastor Ken writes almost everyday, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;noticed&lt;/span&gt; that doesn't run in the family. I seem to get something in monthly, but I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;consistent&lt;/span&gt;. Look at some of the Blogs and you'll see the comments come from the same few people, and I wonder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; do these people need to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hobby&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well if you've read this far you may realize that I don't have a point. Fact is, this is my Blog and I can write anything I want in it. If you have something to say about that...start your own Blog. You may have something to say that I may need to hear. I'm looking forward to seeing what you have to write. Remember to be kind to me when you write. In the words of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sister&lt;/span&gt; Sledge "We Are Family". (I'm sure the Bible mentions that somewhere too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-6350479415739267566?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6350479415739267566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=6350479415739267566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6350479415739267566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6350479415739267566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/02/wheres-your-blog.html' title='Where&apos;s Your Blog?????'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SZGphr7QqiI/AAAAAAAAAG8/d2_ajdCyYfA/s72-c/UZX75CA5P55S5CAY3ZSTQCADC8KCCCA98369LCAHPWZD1CA08E4RYCAB9VOV1CAWTRL6ACAZZA0RJCAPNFN0CCAH28X3ACAK2924CCAACS7QCCA3Y4SKXCAC6GJFHCA5MXAXXCA22GLXM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-4093783060745794481</id><published>2009-01-05T22:12:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:40:10.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Changed The Calander</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SWLQOJqnpVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q-d26gdlfm8/s1600-h/QCCAHG33RVCAFF7IXFCA18T2O6CACU23T3CAE58Y1SCAMY91B0CAUHCR51CADP7ZK5CAUWDQVGCA4F9DZGCATLPINFCACBJVICCAFDNE33CAAVT12ECAMAKHBVCA6OJ56VCAP8TXPACADRG526CAB7AW3W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288017854017807698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SWLQOJqnpVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q-d26gdlfm8/s320/QCCAHG33RVCAFF7IXFCA18T2O6CACU23T3CAE58Y1SCAMY91B0CAUHCR51CADP7ZK5CAUWDQVGCA4F9DZGCATLPINFCACBJVICCAFDNE33CAAVT12ECAMAKHBVCA6OJ56VCAP8TXPACADRG526CAB7AW3W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm not really into New Years Days celebrations. Not to say I'm a New Years scrooge or anything, I just never much celebrated the end of one year and the start of another. I mean, what really changed. Oh I had New Years Day off from work, but Friday morning I was back in my office working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nothing seemed different. I carried over the same joys and burdens I had in 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Some people make resolutions to change something about themselves in the new year. Most of these changes don't make it to summer. I'm coming off negative here so let me get to my point. Years ago there was a song I love and one of the line of the song makes my point better than I can "...Morning by morning new mercies I see..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Maybe we should just wake up every morning and realize that God, in His mercy, has given us a chance to get it right this time. A chance to make those changes in our lives that so desperately need to be made. Look at what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Psalmist&lt;/span&gt; wrote...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Psalm 90:14 Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love, that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rather than making your annual promise to do better for the upcoming year, why not just wake up tomorrow morning and try to just do better than you did today? As for my New Years Day celebration, I changed the calander, but this morning I asked God to help me do better today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-4093783060745794481?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4093783060745794481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=4093783060745794481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4093783060745794481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4093783060745794481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-changed-calander.html' title='I Changed The Calander'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SWLQOJqnpVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Q-d26gdlfm8/s72-c/QCCAHG33RVCAFF7IXFCA18T2O6CACU23T3CAE58Y1SCAMY91B0CAUHCR51CADP7ZK5CAUWDQVGCA4F9DZGCATLPINFCACBJVICCAFDNE33CAAVT12ECAMAKHBVCA6OJ56VCAP8TXPACADRG526CAB7AW3W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-6000084005796762980</id><published>2008-12-09T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:50:23.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Actions Speak Louder Than Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Christmas will soon be here and I can't help but wonder how the current financial situations of some people will effect this years festivities. I'm not just talking about having to spend less money then in previous years, but the toll that takes on ones mood or attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know Christmas is suppose to be about the celebration of the birth of Jesus, but we have a tradition of gift giving and for those with children this is especially expected of them this time of year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So whats my point? I have spoken with several fathers over the past month who are faithful Christians, who have falling on some lean times right now and I wonder how they will deal with the pressures of the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know when we see someone in the body that is in sin we are quick to go to them and mend that area so the body remains fully functional. I think this is also a case for mending. Since this is the time for giving maybe it's also the time to pray about how God can use us to help those in need. It could be as simple as handing them a hundred dollars when we see them at church or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; gift card slipped into their hand, I don't have the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just do me a favor, Don't comment to this paticular blog entry if all you have to say is that I am right or wrong, or that YES we should all rally around our brothers and sisters in Christ. All I am asking is that you pray and see what God will have you do. Your actions will speak much louder than your words. Have a great Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-6000084005796762980?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6000084005796762980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=6000084005796762980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6000084005796762980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6000084005796762980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/12/actions-speak-louder-than-words.html' title='Actions Speak Louder Than Words'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-6667782615973938888</id><published>2008-10-21T19:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:14:37.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SP5v8uEIxXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GGdCe1pX-ao/s1600-h/No+Tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259764503763535218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SP5v8uEIxXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GGdCe1pX-ao/s320/No+Tail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;On April 27th, 2008 I introduced my dog Julia to my blog readers. Well yesterday October 20th at 3:00 pm I said goodbye to my little girl for the last time. Her health had deteriorated to the point that I had to carry her around. Mind you I love my dog so much that this wasn't a burden, it was just the way things were. But I had to think of her. Although she wasn't in pain, she was still suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I finally made my decision Sunday night and made arrangements to take her to the vet on Monday morning. Right now I am mixed with emotions ranging from a broken heart of not having her here with me and the memories of the joy she brought me when she was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I choose to remember the play time and her funny way she had when she wanted to get me to pay attention to her rather than the sick dog I knew at the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;she will be missed and I am glad that one day I decided to adopt a friend and found her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&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/4387458792440814224-6667782615973938888?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/6667782615973938888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=6667782615973938888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6667782615973938888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/6667782615973938888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodbye-my-friend.html' title='Goodbye My Friend'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SP5v8uEIxXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GGdCe1pX-ao/s72-c/No+Tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-8435779183733539674</id><published>2008-09-30T10:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:24:00.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Don't Have the Authority</title><content type='html'>In light of the economic situation our nation is facing today I can't help but wonder how it is effecting us Christians. I have see over the last 2 years so many of us suffer financially. Banks are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; to take our cars and homes and all the while we've remained faithful to God knowing He is going to see us through this crisis.&lt;br /&gt;John Chapter 19 tells of the trial of Jesus. Look at this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Then Pilate said to Him, “Are You not speaking to me? Do You not know that I have power to crucify You, and power to release You?” 11 Jesus answered, “You could have no power at all against Me unless it had been given you from above..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up to that point all the attempts to kill Jesus failed. Jesus lets Pilate know this by saying unless God ordains it it's not going to happen. My sister gave me this scripture from the Message Bible because of how it reads.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:10 (Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To outsiders Jesus arrest and execution seemed like the end of all hope, but to Christians we see this as God's plan for the beginning of new life. I believe God is positioning me. He is putting me in a place of complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dependence&lt;/span&gt; on Him. Let me tell you, there is no place I rather be. That's how I can look at James Chapter 1 verse 2 and finally get it's meaning.&lt;br /&gt;James 1:2 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-8435779183733539674?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8435779183733539674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=8435779183733539674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8435779183733539674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8435779183733539674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/09/they-dont-have-authority.html' title='They Don&apos;t Have the Authority'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3903478601182999344</id><published>2008-09-10T09:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:53:47.757-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band Name: The One Armed Paper Hangers.'/><title type='text'>Forming The Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMfRV2GMvcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xcq-FMbPgUA/s1600-h/smallpaperhanger%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244390464325205442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMfRV2GMvcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xcq-FMbPgUA/s320/smallpaperhanger%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently got asked if I would be willing to play and sing a few songs for a youth group at the end of this month. Now I play keyboard and I sing a little, but I see myself boring young people with my adult contemporary style. So I have asked a few friends (much younger than myself) who sing if they would like to help out by singing some songs and I would back them up on the keyboard. To the glory of God they said they would love to help, but with varying schedules we can't seem to find a time when we can all get together to practice.I wonder if most bands that get together don't have anything else to do. Between my full time job, tons of stuff to do around the house every week, obligations at the church it's a wonder I can still find time to get myself into so much trouble, but I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If God could stop the sun in the sky to buy Joshua more time, I'm sure God will bless our effort to bring the gospel to these young people by bringing us together in His perfect "Harmony".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for us that our talent and words would be used for spreading the Good News here on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3903478601182999344?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3903478601182999344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3903478601182999344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3903478601182999344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3903478601182999344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/09/forming-band.html' title='Forming The Band'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMfRV2GMvcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xcq-FMbPgUA/s72-c/smallpaperhanger%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-4893484609915375800</id><published>2008-09-07T20:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:39:59.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Say, What To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMRzfBdUlJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zg4k8-Rv1u0/s1600-h/sins_2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243442842970657938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMRzfBdUlJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zg4k8-Rv1u0/s320/sins_2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone at the church approached me today and said I read your post and I like what you have to say. I've heard this several times and I am always flattered that anyone would take the time to read something that I write. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually write about something I've either heard or am studying at that time and it's always something that I pray is uplifting. But I wonder if we were to write a blog like we would write a diary. I mean what if we would put our true thoughts in here or write about some battle we are facing and sometimes feel like we're not winning the fight, would people still read it? I'm sure some of our real life experiences could make for some interesting reading. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bible tells us that we should confess our sins to one another. The problem is we never seem to let anyone get close enough to us to share those most intimate parts of our lives. Our hurts, our fears, our faults are all things that we feel are better kept unspoken or unwritten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when you think about why God tells us to confess to one another you need to keep in mind that He also tells us not to judge one another. I think these two Biblical principals are an important if we are to experience any healing or victory in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look up these verses for yourself and think about this, is God suggesting that we do this or is He telling us to do this? And lastly ask yourself "am I brave enough to do this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-4893484609915375800?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4893484609915375800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=4893484609915375800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4893484609915375800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4893484609915375800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-to-say-what-to-say.html' title='What To Say, What To Say'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SMRzfBdUlJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Zg4k8-Rv1u0/s72-c/sins_2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-197345814793374948</id><published>2008-09-03T11:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:25:45.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hey Folks, I'm just sitting here at work and had a free moment to add to my blog. I just commented on Pastor Ken's blog about listening to God's voice. It's something I am glad the Holy Spirit put on his heart, because it's something I need to be aware of myself. How sad it is when we come to talk to the Creator of the universe and we do all the talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;As the storms in my life seem to grow stronger and more menacing every day I find myself more and more desperate for something from God. Anything, a word, a sign an open door and the more the storm rages the further away God appears. After reading Pastor Ken's blog I realize it's not God who moved away in the middle of this storm, but me. You see I started to walk on the water towards Jesus, I just got distracted. Enough of that lame excuse. I pray that everyone who reads this will take the time to hear from God today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-197345814793374948?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/197345814793374948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=197345814793374948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/197345814793374948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/197345814793374948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/09/sitting-at-work.html' title='Sitting at Work'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-1341440024828523148</id><published>2008-08-29T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:54:24.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Compares to Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLioOApat5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9sFWKC_CN5Q/s1600-h/A1CAL47XH4CAKHWAEKCA47NJPMCA5RDVH5CAB0INQJCAKF9WR3CA41FB2ZCADP2RXHCAF8X19ACAS33ROACAR71E1TCAR9O5T3CAGGYKDSCA1JFE6RCAPNWSPTCA2VSWA5CA22SSJ1CA4FYVR7CA5FHGZX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240123125090924434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLioOApat5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9sFWKC_CN5Q/s320/A1CAL47XH4CAKHWAEKCA47NJPMCA5RDVH5CAB0INQJCAKF9WR3CA41FB2ZCADP2RXHCAF8X19ACAS33ROACAR71E1TCAR9O5T3CAGGYKDSCA1JFE6RCAPNWSPTCA2VSWA5CA22SSJ1CA4FYVR7CA5FHGZX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The past few weeks have been particularly rough for me and it came to a breaking point (if you want to call it that) this past Wednesday. When I told some of my church family members what was going on I was told that I don't usually express my needs to other people. It would seem that I cover pain with humor. Maybe I do or maybe I just don't think anyone would be interested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, tonight I had to work late. On my way home i got a phone call from one of my churches life groups that was meeting. They felt led to pray for me and put me on speaker phone as they prayed a powerful fervent prayer for me, yes for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When they had finished praying I felt so blessed to be apart of a family that would be so concerned for me and then take that concern and bring it to God on my behalf. By the time I got home my faith got tested again and before the thought could have time to work it's way into my mind I remembered that prayer and felt the awesome peace of God sweep over me. I know now that I am truly blessed and am walking in a new confidence with my Saviour. Trust me when I say, nothing compares to family, especially when Jesus is at the top of the family tree.&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/4387458792440814224-1341440024828523148?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1341440024828523148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=1341440024828523148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1341440024828523148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1341440024828523148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-compares-to-family.html' title='Nothing Compares to Family'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLioOApat5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9sFWKC_CN5Q/s72-c/A1CAL47XH4CAKHWAEKCA47NJPMCA5RDVH5CAB0INQJCAKF9WR3CA41FB2ZCADP2RXHCAF8X19ACAS33ROACAR71E1TCAR9O5T3CAGGYKDSCA1JFE6RCAPNWSPTCA2VSWA5CA22SSJ1CA4FYVR7CA5FHGZX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3805261887587658866</id><published>2008-08-24T14:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:52:11.250-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our future depends on this'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLGpPt3YN3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VL38AVZwLgU/s1600-h/Parenthood%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238153929083598706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLGpPt3YN3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VL38AVZwLgU/s320/Parenthood%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WOW WOW WOW!!!! Today at Discoverlifechurch.tv Pastor Ken began a sermon series called Parenthood. (click on Ken Hitte's blog link)What a timely subject and a subject so dear to my heart. No, I've never fathered any children, but some of he issues I face today are the direct result of uninformed parenting. (Check out my testimony to the right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My dog is sitting nearby and I have to believe that people spend more time researching how to raise the breed dog that they bought than will read books on how to raise children. I don't mean this as a put down, but I think we take a "I'll figure things out as they come up" attitude with our kids. By the time we "figure it out" the damage is already done. Parenting a child is so much more than a seed connecting with an egg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I see so many great parents and great parents to be in our church, take this time to share what you've learned from raising your children with your life group and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I may be on a soapbox today, but mom's and dad's when your children grow up and begin living in a behaviour that you don't approve of don't go around saying you didn't raise them that way, fact is, Yes you did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;In the words of Crosby, Still and Nash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Teach Your Children Well" &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/4387458792440814224-3805261887587658866?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3805261887587658866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3805261887587658866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3805261887587658866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3805261887587658866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-wow-wow-today-at-discoverlifechurch.html' title=''/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SLGpPt3YN3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VL38AVZwLgU/s72-c/Parenthood%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-4071116794922887448</id><published>2008-08-17T22:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:01:14.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Find a prayer partner'/><title type='text'>Let's Stay Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This coming Tuesday at the College and Career Life Group I will be teaching on unity. Every week I get phone calls or meet with people who either have a praise report or a they are in need of help and prayer. The Lord has been showing me the number of miracles He's performed when there is an army or group who are in unison, of one mind and of one vision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Look at any Old Testament battle and you'll find trumpets blown at the same time or clay pots broken in unison. The greatest example of unity I can find is in Acts chapter 2 verse 1 "They were all in one place and of one accord". If you look up the word accord you'll find the word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unanimous&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone in agreement. Read on from there to see how God moved in that room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;That's the type of experience I'm looking for when faced with my battles, I'm sure you are too. Why don't we take a little more time either before service or after or just go up front during prayer time and get in unison with like minded Christians. Jesus said it only takes 2 or 3 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Leave your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-4071116794922887448?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4071116794922887448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=4071116794922887448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4071116794922887448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4071116794922887448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-stay-together.html' title='Let&apos;s Stay Together'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-2789413265759039126</id><published>2008-08-13T21:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:25:20.004-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOOOOOOO TEAM'/><title type='text'>Play Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night we had a going away party for some of the members of the College and Career Life group that will be leaving us this fall. When we got to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; I was surprised to see Pastor Ken, Pastor Chris and a whole bunch of other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hitte's&lt;/span&gt; there. They were gearing up for that evenings softball game against another local church. After dinner I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to check out and support our more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;athletic saints from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Discoverlifechurch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. I was not &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SKOGTFPeFSI/AAAAAAAAADo/FxqVSBl0Scc/s1600-h/images%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234174854317348130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="136" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SKOGTFPeFSI/AAAAAAAAADo/FxqVSBl0Scc/s320/images%5B3%5D.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw men and women, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;young and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;older all playing together, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laughing and cheering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;each other on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They came together like a finely oiled machine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think this was the purest form of fellowship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've seen in a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So if you get a chance, scratch that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make it a point, mark it on your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;calender&lt;/span&gt; and get out to the game and cheer on your church family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-2789413265759039126?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/2789413265759039126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=2789413265759039126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/2789413265759039126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/2789413265759039126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/play-ball.html' title='Play Ball'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SKOGTFPeFSI/AAAAAAAAADo/FxqVSBl0Scc/s72-c/images%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-8489696880620298008</id><published>2008-08-10T14:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T14:47:50.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let the Holy Spirit use you too.'/><title type='text'>I Feel So Used !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a morning of victory we experienced at Discoverlifechurch.tv today. As the Praise and Worship was going on a friend came to me and stated to tell me about how his situations where getting to the point of becoming overwhelming. I had been feeling the same way all this week. Well, just at that moment Pastor Ken gave the invitation for anyone in need to come forward for prayer. So we went forward to give that which we can't fix to the ONLY ONE we know who can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the service I was standing near where the Pastor was talking to a man when he called me over asking for my help. This man was asking for guidance and prayer for a gay man who's lifestyle was beginning to effect his family in a very negative way. I was able to speak some comfort to this man before the three of us held hands and agreed in prayer for a Holy Spirit miracle to change hearts, minds and situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I am going on long today, but Pastor Ken said in his sermon today that we need to operate in the gifts of the Holy Spirit outside of our Sunday morning Praise and Worship and that's what happened to me today. I am so blessed to be so used by a God who gives so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-8489696880620298008?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/8489696880620298008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=8489696880620298008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8489696880620298008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/8489696880620298008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-feel-so-used.html' title='I Feel So Used !!!'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3860685646555025817</id><published>2008-08-07T19:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:56:48.941-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews 13:4'/><title type='text'>Let's Talk about Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I was invited to go to Calvary Chapel in Melbourne last night to hear a sermon on sex. That's right, sex. Society has given us a distorted view of God's intentions when it comes to sex we need to be reminded once in a while that sex was created by God for our pleasure. We also need to be reminded that sex is only permitted to those who are married. That doesn't jive with what we see on television or at the movies, but it is what God intended. I didn't envy the preacher speaking out against any form of sexual activity outside of marraige, but I loved how he explained the beauty of sexual intamacy when performed between two people who are married. I know I can't do any justice to this subject here on this blog, but I would encourage anyone to look up as many scriptures as they can that talk about marriage and sexuality and really get inspired by God's word and how He thought of everything when He created us.&lt;br /&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3860685646555025817?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3860685646555025817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3860685646555025817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3860685646555025817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3860685646555025817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/lets-talk-about-sex.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk about Sex'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3250693435497980406</id><published>2008-08-03T08:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:36:24.201-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Potters hands is a great place to be.'/><title type='text'>I Got To Sleep In...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well today is the first Sunday I actually have gotten to sleep in for a long time. You see I've been the media director for my church for the past 19 months and had to be to the church 2 hours before the service started every Sunday morning. Recently I turned the reins over to too a very capable team who will take the media department to a whole new level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What I am thinking is "What now God?" I've never been just a pew warmer. I know I teach a life group, but in my heart I know God has even more for me to do for His glory. You see, I don't ever believe we're done, God just moves us from ministry to ministry so that we are in a place where He can let us use the gifts He has given us. God has predestined us to do good things and I am glad to be at His service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you're reading this please pray that God would allow you to work with the gifts and talents He has given you. The feeling you'll get from this simple act of obdience will be greater than any other feeling you can experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3250693435497980406?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3250693435497980406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3250693435497980406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3250693435497980406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3250693435497980406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-got-to-sleep-in.html' title='I Got To Sleep In...'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-739052739157101348</id><published>2008-07-31T22:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:51.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answer the call.'/><title type='text'>Get Off The Bench !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SJJ3zYRshAI/AAAAAAAAADU/BM5zD0NS2Zs/s1600-h/Bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229373841904272386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SJJ3zYRshAI/AAAAAAAAADU/BM5zD0NS2Zs/s320/Bench.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I teach the College and Career Life Group for my church. This past week the Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;had really&lt;/span&gt; been dealing with me about my own commitment to the vision He placed in my heart. While I was meditating on this God spoke to me. He said "It's time to get off the bench and get into the game." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A couple of the members of the Bible study will be going away soon weather it's to college or just leaving the area. I shared this word with them at our last meeting. I believe this is a word for all of us to seek to do everyday of our Christian walk. Stop playing church, get off the bench and get into the game. God has something He needs each and everyone of us to do, lets get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.reforestteak.com/assets/images/products/new_images/ss_curvedback_bench_h.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.reforestteak.com/Spirit-Song-Shoulder-Shoulder-Curved-Back-Bench_p_4-63.html&amp;amp;h=380&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=52&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;sig2=fNQehe8C5Vu0ONEsZWSPHA&amp;amp;tbnid=gINg7fJVhnyVRM:&amp;amp;tbnh=118&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;ei=bXeSSMWUO5eIhQKmvo2bAw&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbench%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.reforestteak.com/assets/images/products/new_images/ss_curvedback_bench_h.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.reforestteak.com/Spirit-Song-Shoulder-Shoulder-Curved-Back-Bench_p_4-63.html&amp;amp;h=380&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=52&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=10&amp;amp;sig2=fNQehe8C5Vu0ONEsZWSPHA&amp;amp;tbnid=gINg7fJVhnyVRM:&amp;amp;tbnh=118&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;ei=bXeSSMWUO5eIhQKmvo2bAw&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dbench%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-739052739157101348?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/739052739157101348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=739052739157101348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/739052739157101348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/739052739157101348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-off-bench.html' title='Get Off The Bench !!!'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SJJ3zYRshAI/AAAAAAAAADU/BM5zD0NS2Zs/s72-c/Bench.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-1660817537570450851</id><published>2008-07-11T17:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T17:41:33.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a good day'/><title type='text'>It's Time For A  Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I was at dinner with some friends last Sunday afternoon when I suddenly passed out while eating. The group I was with sprang into action. We went out to the parking lot where, unashamed, they laid hands on me and prayed. I couldn't help think of how they didn't care who walked past us or who was watching from the restaurant, they just knew that this as a situation that needed to be presented to God right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we prayed they got me to the hospital where I spent the next two days undergoing every test imaginable to determine what happened to me. every test performed on my heart and brain showed that there was nothing wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I was healed in that parking lot. You see the fervent prayer of a righteous man accomplishes much. The prayers I received from my friends went right up to the thrown room of God. Whatever I experienced that day was nothing compared to the power of that prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that if you are ever faced with a crisis in your life that you would be surrounded by friends who know how to connect their faith with your faith. The Bible says that faith is love activated, well I've seen this for myself. My life was changed last Sunday. I know now how to receive love and how to receive miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-1660817537570450851?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1660817537570450851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=1660817537570450851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1660817537570450851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1660817537570450851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-time-for-change.html' title='It&apos;s Time For A  Change'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-5553851295109985782</id><published>2008-07-02T20:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:10:37.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><title type='text'>Testimony Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This past Sunday I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to give a 3 minute testimony during the Sunday morning sermon. I have a story that would take an hour to tell, so it's always difficult to compact it into such a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;But, the impact of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;testimony&lt;/span&gt; was in the power of God to deliver us from our sin and for that it only took a few words. I pray the words God gave me touch the hearts and lives of everyone who heard them.&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed as God does His work in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-5553851295109985782?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/5553851295109985782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=5553851295109985782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/5553851295109985782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/5553851295109985782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/07/testimony-time.html' title='Testimony Time'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-713938851665213478</id><published>2008-05-14T21:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:41:12.769-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What are you praying for?'/><title type='text'>Pray Big</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard a message tonight that was so simple yet so important. Pray Big. The message was that we have a God so much more able than we are, so much smarter, stronger, knowing yet we pray with little expectation. We need to start to pray big so we can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-713938851665213478?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/713938851665213478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=713938851665213478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/713938851665213478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/713938851665213478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/05/pray-big.html' title='Pray Big'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-3422050854354078248</id><published>2008-05-02T19:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:52.093-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='He really cares.'/><title type='text'>God bought me a battery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBum-TcmkvI/AAAAAAAAADM/xZT68QZg554/s1600-h/battery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195930184404341490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBum-TcmkvI/AAAAAAAAADM/xZT68QZg554/s320/battery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've really been experiencing the favor of God. I started a new job this week after months of searching for a job. That's one of those big things you can't help but praise God about. What about the not so big things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For instance here's what happened tonight. My cell phone batter has stopped holding a charge. The past few weeks my cell phone would beep at me after being on the phone a short time. Tonight, on my way home from work, I stopped at the cell phone store to buy a new battery. I saw them on the shelf for $39.00. I really didn't want to spend the money right now, but I knew the phone would not be unusable soon if I didn't do something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The man at the store was real helpful. He put the battery in for me and even checked his computer to s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt; if I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;entitled&lt;/span&gt; to a free replacement. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; for me time had run out and I would have to pay for the battery. I took out my debit card and ran it through the machine. The machine beeped, but nothing happened on the little screen. The man tried to enter the card numbers into the computer manually, but for some reason that wouldn't work either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally the man, tired of wasting his time, handed me my cell phone with the new battery in it and said "here it's free". He was going to work it out on his computer to give me a swap. I know that $39.00 doesn't sound like a giant windfall of money, but it was just proof that God is with us, not only in the big things, but in the little things too. So God paid for my battery today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-3422050854354078248?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/3422050854354078248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=3422050854354078248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3422050854354078248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/3422050854354078248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-bought-me-battery.html' title='God bought me a battery'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBum-TcmkvI/AAAAAAAAADM/xZT68QZg554/s72-c/battery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7530566900741193868</id><published>2008-04-29T09:28:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:52.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Real Church Without Walls'/><title type='text'>My Help Comes From The Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I just got offered a job last night. I had been trying for months to find work and nothing seemed to happen. Money was running out and bills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; getting paid. I had gotten to the point where all I could do was trust God. In my earthly mind I saw a job and a paycheck as the method to get money. But as I look back over the time I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unemployed&lt;/span&gt; I made it through. I had food on the table and the bills got paid. It wasn't until I got back from Costa Rica that it looked like I would lose everything if I didn't get a job soon. But God does it differently that we do, He thinks differently than we do. This how true believers in the ministry exist, understanding that God will supply money even without having a "conventional" job and paycheck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBcisDcmknI/AAAAAAAAABI/6u-nUVoiJQM/s1600-h/church-no+walls.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194658835430019698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBcisDcmknI/AAAAAAAAABI/6u-nUVoiJQM/s320/church-no+walls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This Morning I woke up and one of my first thoughts was "Now I'll be able to afford to buy some things and pay bills". No sooner did I have the thought that God spoke to me and said "You always could." It's God who supplies all my needs through His riches in Glory and David said "My help comes from the Lord". The picture above is an actual church in Costa Rica. There are no walls and when it rains the floor floods. Yet people will walk over an hour to get there to attend a service. Just for the fact that they have a roof over their heads when they worship their needs are supplied. The fact that they live in a country that allows freedom of religion so they can preach the Gospel gives them cause to praise the Lord. Today I am reevaluating my priorities. I am thankful to God for all He has given me, Lord help me to never forget where it all came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bob&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7530566900741193868?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7530566900741193868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7530566900741193868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7530566900741193868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7530566900741193868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-help-comes-from-lord.html' title='My Help Comes From The Lord'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBcisDcmknI/AAAAAAAAABI/6u-nUVoiJQM/s72-c/church-no+walls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-7859427009413513389</id><published>2008-04-27T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:52.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;A happy heart makes the face cheerful&quot;. Prov. 15:13'/><title type='text'>Meet My Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm always telling everyone about my dog. Well here she is. Her name is Julia, I got here 10 years ago when she was 2 years old. She's a retired racer. If you look closley you can see her right rear paw is messed up. That happened at the track. They would usually destroy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBUAgDcmkmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aTClqXXdJ7w/s1600-h/No+Tail.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194058295922823778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBUAgDcmkmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aTClqXXdJ7w/s320/No+Tail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; the dog once they got injured, but the Greyhound Association rescued here and I was able to adopt her. She has been my best friend the past 10 years. I talk to her maybe more tha I should, but she seems to like it when I do that. I tell her that even with her flawed paw I love her, just like Jesus loves us inspite of our sins. In fact He loved us as sinners so much He came to earth and died so we could be freed from their sins. Pretty cool huh? I took this picture just after her tail broke off (don't ask me how), and guess what, I still love her even with this new flaw. Sounds like Jesus again. You have to admit that's a face that's hard not to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Blessed, Bob.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-7859427009413513389?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/7859427009413513389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=7859427009413513389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7859427009413513389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/7859427009413513389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/04/meet-my-dog.html' title='Meet My Dog'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBUAgDcmkmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aTClqXXdJ7w/s72-c/No+Tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-1043557221079060414</id><published>2008-04-24T09:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:52.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What will you do with this day?'/><title type='text'>It's A New Day !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBHb5zcmkkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8NOQNytTANk/s1600-h/mist.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193173631444095554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBHb5zcmkkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8NOQNytTANk/s320/mist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Do you normally wake up feeling like it's just another day? Time to do the same old thing? What if we all woke up with a new attitude? What if we woke up knowing this is going to be the day I will make a difference? You can do this. All you have to do is change your thinking. Just plant a new thought in your head before you take your feet hit the floor. "Today I have purpose. There is something God needs me to do, wants me to learn or needs me to teach someone". It could be that you woke up this morning and someone else you will run into today said the same thing and guess what, you're the target of the blessing God asked them to pass on to someone. This could be your day to give or your day to recieve, I don't know which, but it is the day God created just for you so rejoice about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be Blessed, Bob.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-1043557221079060414?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/1043557221079060414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=1043557221079060414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1043557221079060414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/1043557221079060414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-new-day.html' title='It&apos;s A New Day !!!!!'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SBHb5zcmkkI/AAAAAAAAAAo/8NOQNytTANk/s72-c/mist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-701883331943718472</id><published>2008-04-23T22:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T00:55:52.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Salas (Left) and Rolando (Right) the Missionaries'/><title type='text'>Costa Rica Missions Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Hey Guys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I recently went on a missions trip to Costa Rica to visit Dan Salas and his wonderful family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SA_rGTcmkjI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nSeIlijuERM/s1600-h/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192627388913455666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SA_rGTcmkjI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nSeIlijuERM/s320/dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt; Our church, Discoverlivechurch.tv, sent 24 of us to help do some work at a local church and to preach the Gospel of Jesus. I have never done anything like this in my life and I look forward to going again. If you ever have the chance to go on a mission trip anywhere in the world do it. You will never feel more needed and you will never be so blessed. Sow a seed of life into someone and you will reap a harvest of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Be Blessed, Bob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-701883331943718472?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/701883331943718472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=701883331943718472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/701883331943718472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/701883331943718472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/04/costa-rica-missions-trip.html' title='Costa Rica Missions Trip'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/SA_rGTcmkjI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nSeIlijuERM/s72-c/dan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4387458792440814224.post-4050398734685618248</id><published>2008-04-23T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:58:51.562-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pray today'/><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey All, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is my first blog. I hope it is something you will find informative, funny and most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;importantly&lt;/span&gt; a blessing. I love to talk so why not write. Some might think I just have way too much time on my hands and need to get a hobby and they would be right. For now this will be my hobby, my way of telling the world that I believe all things are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt; if we would just get our lives together. How do i believe we do this? It's done by saying I have had enough with the way 'm living my life and I want a change. No matter who you are or what you are into you can change you're life. You're thinking how could this be possible. How can I change a lifetime of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; what I do? It's easy. Take the first step, it's free and it frees at the same time. Turn off the television and the radio. Get in a quiet place and simple pray. PRAY WHAT!!! I'm getting to that. Tell God you're fed up with the way you have been living your life. Tell God you want to change and that you are willing to turn away from all that you've been doing if He will help you start over. Let God know you love Him and that you believe He sent His Son to die on a cross for you so that your sins would be forgiven. That's it. You're done. o church to go to (although I think its a good idea to go to church) no money to send in, no hoops to jump through. Now live each day by involving God in your thoughts and actions. You will never be the same, you will never think the same, things will never be the same. Trust me, have I ever lied to you before? Let me know if you've prayed this prayer today. I want to pray for you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be blessed and live free. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God loves you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Be Blessed, Bob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4387458792440814224-4050398734685618248?l=raoministries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/feeds/4050398734685618248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4387458792440814224&amp;postID=4050398734685618248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4050398734685618248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4387458792440814224/posts/default/4050398734685618248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raoministries.blogspot.com/2008/04/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Bob Ottalagano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12490622578724735499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n1likS1vr64/Sa18cbWGQvI/AAAAAAAAAH0/YnhgHUyOK7g/S220/Bob+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
