<?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-2506256379974731451</id><updated>2011-04-22T14:09:13.785+09:00</updated><category term='The Broken Heart'/><category term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Elijah's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6691404872957566340</id><published>2008-07-23T04:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T04:12:16.792+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The school of the spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I noticed in a documentary that schools of fish were like moving clouds and that each individual fish found shelter in the group. I often find lessons in nature that teach me something of the spirit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://theschoolofthespirit.yuku.com/topic/1062'&gt;http://theschoolofthespirit.yuku.com/topic/1062&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6691404872957566340?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6691404872957566340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6691404872957566340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-of-spirit.html' title='The school of the spirit'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6980894136054316382</id><published>2008-07-22T18:10:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:10:24.673+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The competition of devils for the souls of men has led to the divisions of religions and their consequences which have led to enmity and even wars. It is said that the devil comes only to steal, kill and destroy. If you look at the history of men you will see nothing but the works of devils. He who brings the truth brings an end to these things and introduces the kingdom of God. It is said that Elijah brings the truth so I would suggest that we find Elijah and pay attention to what he has to say . how about a world search for Elijah?He is here and manifest. Seek him and he will lead you to the kingdom of God&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;http://theschoolofthespirit.yuku.com/topic/1058&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6980894136054316382?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6980894136054316382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6980894136054316382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/07/competition.html' title='The competition'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-9198268007576757341</id><published>2008-07-21T17:04:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:04:45.408+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The human race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The human race seems to have many races but there is only one race that counts and it is wide open. It is the race for the kingdom of God. Anybody willing to join is accepted and even stragglers will be encouraged and waited for at the finish line. All you have to do is enter the race. You cannot finish what you don't start so whatever you do just get a move on and everyone that has preceded you will show you the way.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;http://theschoolofthespirit.yuku.com/topic/1057&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-9198268007576757341?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/9198268007576757341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/9198268007576757341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/07/human-race.html' title='The human race'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1682571154877642123</id><published>2008-07-04T04:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T04:23:39.970+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The natural born liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Imagine a totally normal sounding human being, capable of being sweet and lovely but being incapable of telling the truth. Having the appearance of beauty and charm but still being incapable of telling the truth. This is the lot of the children of Satan, the father of lies. They might be your spouse or even you children and you have no capacity or authority to deal with them other than the grace of God. It is the spirit of adoption that resembles the spirit of God. Have you been measured and found lacking?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1682571154877642123?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1682571154877642123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1682571154877642123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/07/natural-born-liar.html' title='The natural born liar'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8937045336259975273</id><published>2008-07-02T19:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:15:20.617+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch not the blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It is said in the written word that one should not touch the blood but one cannot understand this saying without the living word. Blood of course is the life of the body but it is also the life of the spirit. Some people misunderstand the written word and thereby trample the blood underfoot. It is the blood of Christ that is the life of the spirit not our own. There is nothing that you can do to your own blood that can affect the blood of Christ nor change the salvation that it has brought from eternity to eternity. But to believe that you can affect your own salvation by touching your own blood is to trample the blood of Christ. To think that your good behavior can obtain your salvation is not only trampling the blood of Christ but pissing on it too. All men are saved even evil men and even the dead. See that you curse not your own blood by misunderstanding. Listen to spirit led men who speak the living word that can restore your own blood. Curse them not but rather put down your bibles and listen by the spirit to the living word.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8937045336259975273?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8937045336259975273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8937045336259975273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/07/touch-not-blood.html' title='Touch not the blood'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5595097167264556949</id><published>2008-06-12T01:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T01:20:18.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The inspiration comes from the breath of God and it is said that God blew his breath into man. Does that mean that all mean are inspired? Does not the beast have a breath of it's own? How many men's breath kill, steal and destroy not from bad breath but inspiration from Satan no matter how sweet and scented it still kills and destroys but mostly steals the truth. It is the breath of God that brings salvation so that even when the breath of the beast fails the second wind of the spirit maintains life and in some cases secures the victory to the condemned. The elect of God shall be redeemed even though they were headed for perdition by the inspiration of the spirit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5595097167264556949?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5595097167264556949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5595097167264556949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/06/inspiration.html' title='The inspiration'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5482512331890333601</id><published>2008-05-28T07:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:30:05.604+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The location, location,location.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Where do you rule the earth from? A neutral location that is impregnable.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5482512331890333601?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5482512331890333601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5482512331890333601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/location-locationlocation.html' title='The location, location,location.'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3560372944749779860</id><published>2008-05-28T07:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:26:50.691+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why do we remember people? Because we love them even if they hatted us. Most people hate others because they are different but maybe we need to understand that we are all the same so that the fear of the difference can be replaced by the love of recognition.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3560372944749779860?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3560372944749779860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3560372944749779860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6526680929731796090</id><published>2008-05-28T07:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:21:46.571+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I am looking for prophets, priests, philosophers, theology experts basically anyone who claims to know what God has said or written in the bible. Any one who claims to have an interest in God. Real believers and those who claim to be believers. Basically anyone who has an opinion about God. Just speak and say what you want and I will sort everyone out according to what they really are.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6526680929731796090?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6526680929731796090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6526680929731796090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/looking-for.html' title='Looking for'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8353540701999934780</id><published>2008-05-28T07:19:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:19:15.638+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The visitor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If we are eternal beings then we are both from the past and from the future just visiting the present. As pleasant or unpleasant the visit might be it really does noes not reflect either our past or our future. Some visitors have a gift of seeing all three clearly unlike most people who see the present only. If you have the honor of such a visitor you should welcome him because he can alter your future.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8353540701999934780?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8353540701999934780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8353540701999934780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/visitor.html' title='The visitor'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3881799955487201976</id><published>2008-05-28T07:17:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:17:41.758+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When you go fishing you have to get the right equipment for the right harvest. First of all you have to know what kind of fish live in the target area then get the right kind of bait that you know the fish feed on. When you fish for men you need revelation to catch them. When Jesus said I shall make you fishers of men he meant that he would equip you accordingly. When you are fishing whether it be with a hook or a net you still need to attract the prey with the right kind of attraction. This is revelation or as some like to call it understanding. This is the internet or if you prefer the international net and since it was made for me I am sure that God will provide the attraction.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3881799955487201976?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3881799955487201976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3881799955487201976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishing.html' title='Fishing'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5913462936760637333</id><published>2008-05-22T19:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:36:22.419+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;div style=''&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Behold I shall do a new thing. It seems that some threads carry on for ever so I have decided to start new threads that everybody can enjoy. The bible says that there is nothing new under the sun but I say there are new ways of looking at old things. We used to observe, measure and describe what we found. These days we digitalize them, in other words we turn them into numbers and use computers to figure out what the numbers mean. God has hidden all his secret things in numbers knowing that we would not have the ability until these end times to describe the hidden numbers and have their secrets revealed. Such is the book of life, a surface story that has within it hidden numbers that reveal the book of the lamb. The book can now be opened and the true nature of all men revealed by it.&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/2506256379974731451-5913462936760637333?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5913462936760637333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5913462936760637333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-thing.html' title='The New Thing'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1443203311840440786</id><published>2008-04-29T04:50:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T04:50:21.335+09:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the inmates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This whole earth is a correctional institute for spirits that have gone astray. The flesh of human beings is the standard uniform that enables us to register correction. Without it we could neither feel sorrow or pain. There are some correction officers who keep track of us. These are the reincarnated prophets who died because of their faithfulness to the spirit rather than joining the rebellion of the flesh which is religion. The purpose of pain and sorrow is to guide us back to the kingdom of God which is the last thing we intend to do in our natural state. Yet within a thousand years we will all find ourselves restored to the kingdom but some of us to eternal shame having preferred the state of a beast rather than the state of the spirit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1443203311840440786?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1443203311840440786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1443203311840440786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-are-inmates.html' title='We are the inmates.'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5369514188889668218</id><published>2008-04-28T16:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:25:21.382+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When one is on a journey we should not lose sight of our destination especially if our traveling companion is our destination. This is how one gets lost on the way and parts ways with our traveling companion. Blessed are those who reach their destination because they are the ones who did not get offended and endured until the end. It is not spirit that gets offended but rather flesh and flesh that falls away when the spirit is willing to continue. This journey is not a pleasant polite stroll in the woods between charming companions but rather a brutal confrontation between bitter enemies where politeness and manners have no place. The longer the flesh resists the harder the journey is and it is a sure thing that no flesh will be left standing if the spirit is not in charge. Sweetness politeness and charm are attributes of the flesh especially when it tries to appear spiritual. True love is of the spirit and spirit know how to root out the hidden weaknesses of the flesh. This is why there will be fewer ladies in the kingdom because they will not be able to bear the exposure of the true nature of their flesh and be offended by it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5369514188889668218?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5369514188889668218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5369514188889668218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/destination.html' title='Destination'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5572727555824777353</id><published>2008-04-27T03:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T03:12:10.870+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The tattooed monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Some people wonder why the monkey is marked. They think it is for identification. Others think it is the mark of the beast. This particular mark would identify him as the beast. That is what the zookeeper thought about in order to keep track of the dangerous individuals in the monkey cage. As it turns out the mark of the beast is a religious mark, the ceremonies and traditions of those who like to think of themselves as innocent. Yet their very traditions are their mark. The mark of innocence is what identifies them as guilty, a very difficult mark to erase.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5572727555824777353?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5572727555824777353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5572727555824777353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/tattooed-monkey.html' title='The tattooed monkey'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4134584748045949069</id><published>2008-04-16T18:02:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:02:31.051+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Elijah was destined to become the glory of God and the glory of God is his kingdom. Having said that we can clearly &lt;br/&gt;identify who is against this glorious plan by seeing whom it offends. When one is offended one tends to get angry and &lt;br/&gt;anger is the root of all evil. There are various causes and roots of anger but they are causes of the symptom. Jealousy, &lt;br/&gt;greed, power, influence, shame , the list goes on and on. The symptom of all of them is anger. Think about it? Is there &lt;br/&gt;anything that makes you angry? If you have anger, justified or not you will not see the kingdom. I can think of hundred &lt;br/&gt;of things that could make me angry but I know that God will not nest me with them because he has forbidden himself &lt;br/&gt;to be angry so why should he authorize me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4134584748045949069?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4134584748045949069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4134584748045949069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/re.html' title='Re:'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7561796012621135560</id><published>2008-04-15T16:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:26:53.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: The anti christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The bible itself speaks of the leaven of the Pharisees polluting the whole lot and speaking of lots which the bible &lt;br/&gt;speaks of humans drawing lots in order for God not to be responsible for the things that men do. This I can say to you, &lt;br/&gt;if you show up in God's presence with a bible in your hand you will be like Caan bringing a less worthy sacrifice. He &lt;br/&gt;does not want you to return his own gift back to him which is rude in any culture but rather bring something that you &lt;br/&gt;have produced yourself. This is what God will ask you. what do you have to say for yourself. Whipping out your bible &lt;br/&gt;would not be a wise move just like the Pharisees marking Jesus' own words. Since you claim to love to hear that I am &lt;br/&gt;Elijah I of course will oblige you for the sake of love. Now if you reject that you do it of your will.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7561796012621135560?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7561796012621135560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7561796012621135560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-anti-christ.html' title='Re: The anti christ'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1077238008153646542</id><published>2008-04-15T16:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:25:34.180+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: "The Abomination of Desolation" - What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The two chrubim on the ark of the covenant are exact replicas of one another. I fact it is impossible to tell them apart until one or the other speaks. This ark was located exactly where the mouth of the temple man would be in the holy of hollies.&lt;br/&gt;www.templemount.org/badillo/&lt;br/&gt;Every man has in his temple both the spirit of Satan and the spirit of God in him and not until he speaks can one discern which spirit he follows. I will give a hint for those who do not have the gift of discernment. Those who have drawn the lot of unbelievers quote the bible constantly to hide the shame of being an unbeliever. Ask me questions or be remembered as ones who have banned Elijah.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1077238008153646542?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1077238008153646542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1077238008153646542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-abomination-of-desolation-what-is-it_15.html' title='Re: &amp;quot;The Abomination of Desolation&amp;quot; - What is it?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1706103095796486642</id><published>2008-04-14T14:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:43:13.345+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: "The Abomination of Desolation" - What is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Humor is the courtesy of desolation. Desolation is the loss of all hope and the abomination thereof is to realize that the &lt;br/&gt;choice was made by yourself. God has done this thing to confound the wise. He has put all hopes on his son Jesus and &lt;br/&gt;told the wise about this. In other words there is no hope outside of Jesus. Satan who vowed to take the place of the most &lt;br/&gt;high did so as he must with the permission of God. This means that all those who have placed their hope in Jesus have &lt;br/&gt;in fact put their trust in Satan. An abomination of desolation if there is any. Now Jesus said he would straighten out the &lt;br/&gt;whole mess by sending you Elijah who would lead you onto all truth. He also said that he would give Jesus a new name &lt;br/&gt;again to confound the wise. If I were wise I would pay attention when I hear Elijah speak because there is no other way &lt;br/&gt;out.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1706103095796486642?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1706103095796486642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1706103095796486642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-abomination-of-desolation-what-is-it.html' title='Re: &amp;quot;The Abomination of Desolation&amp;quot; - What is it?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-715740021661395873</id><published>2008-04-14T14:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:25:38.224+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The anti christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If I were to keep count of the times that I was honored by that title I would be flattered but since I wasn't the first I &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;have to give the honor to Christ himself. Hey that is funny, the return of the anti Christ. Let me explain myself. Christ &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;and Satan were put in adversarial positions in order to teach men discernment. Exact replicas of each other facing each &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;other on the seat of mercy in total agreement. None is highest than Christ but Satan did say that he would take the &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;place of the most high and nothing he does can be done without God's consent. The reason you have a hard time finding &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the anti christ in this world is that he is the false christ of this world. Any body want to have a discussion on the &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;subject?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-715740021661395873?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/715740021661395873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/715740021661395873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/anti-christ.html' title='The anti christ'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6728594849230938617</id><published>2008-04-13T16:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:11:44.889+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Re: Education is wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been suspected of being a Christian and that statement is not true even though it tend never to defend myself of any accusations. The reason I am not a Christian is that I am not a devil worshiper. When the adversary Satan declared that he would take the place of the most high he was actually saying that he would take the place of Christ. If you are able to bare with me when I say that christianity os devil worship then you can understand what I mean when I say that I am not a Christian. I live in Japan and have been doing so for fourteen years. Maybe my choice of the word education should have been sharing. Please do not hesitate to ask me any questions you wish without assuming that I am unable to answer them which would be a form of prejudice. I have myself some questions that I would like to ask of the members of this board. What say ye of Elijah?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6728594849230938617?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6728594849230938617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6728594849230938617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/re-education-is-wonderful.html' title='Re: Education is wonderful'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5380062617586059584</id><published>2008-04-13T16:10:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T16:10:23.947+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Education is wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We have all been placed here on earth to be educated. The only object of this education is to abolish anger. Once anger is abolished there will be peace on earth. I am not sure what you mean by anti missionary but if you understand that God has condemned missionaries as hypocrites who send missionaries to the ends of the world in order to make converts and when they make a single one they turn them into twice the sons of hell as they themselves are then we have an understanding. Please understand that my words are void of anger as a prince of peace would bring. The word angel means messenger but the message is sometimes from the devil and sometimes from God. Discernment is required to tell the difference and discernment can be acquired through education. I am pleased to be at your service to bring the answer to any questions you might have.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5380062617586059584?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5380062617586059584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5380062617586059584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/04/education-is-wonderful.html' title='Education is wonderful'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8430949636902389796</id><published>2008-03-25T06:07:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T06:07:15.507+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If I ask someone what time it is they usually look at their watch and read out what it says. But is the watch properly set to the correct time?  I know that if the sun is at it's highest spot in the sky it must be noon but who decided that the day should be divided into units of six? Why not another number. This system was handed down to us from the Babylonian astrologers and adopted by all the great civilization and finally used by us. Nothing wrong with that as long as it is set correctly. Now if I ask you what year it is you will invariably tell me that it is 2003 AD. How do you know? Because everybody believes it? And what is this AD this that seems to be so central to determine the place of events in time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Now let us go back to the sun and we see that it still shows the right time like clock work. Astronomers can calculate the time of the next eclipse and the one after that and backwards as far as a million years. So the records on the Babylonian tablets that ptolemeus used to calibrate our time should be a precise enough system. Unfortunately the dates of birth and the dates of successions of kings are also recorded and these historical records do not fit what the time is set at and there are discrepancies between scientific time and historical time.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;How do we find out what time it really is so that we can set our Babylonian clock to the correct time. We must rely on the bible. According to the sabbatical principle, there are six days in a week and on the seventh is a day of rest. There are also six years of work and on the seventh year there is a sabbatical year. It is allotted to man to rule this earth for six thousand years and then the kingdom of God is established for one thousand years. Get the idea. Now this is where it becomes interesting. Ask any Jew when was the last sabbatical year and he will tell you that it was 2002.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You can trace back all the way to Moses the sabbatical years and all you need is to have a historical reference related to one such sabbatical year and look at the sky and the whole world can know what time it really is or when a thing actually happened in the past. Why would we want to study the past? Because it bears on our future. Remember the sabbatical principle? Jesus was talking to his disciples and said the fields are white, ripe for the harvest but the laborers are few. This was because it was a sabbatical year and no work was allowed to plant or harvest fields except the poor were allowed to harvest whatever grew there from fallen seeds from the previous years.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This historical reference allows us to understand what year these events took place. The same year was the year that Jesus started his ministry because no man can become a priest until he reaches the age of thirty. On his thirtieth birthday he went up to the temple in Nazareth and made his announcement that God had sent him to set the captives at liberty , heal the sick and preach the good news of the kingdom. When he closed the book he said " this day these scriptures are fulfilled. This day was the feast of trumpets. We also know from the bible that he was born in the early hours of the day.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why you say is this important? Well do you remember that everybody in the world sets their time frame on the day that Jesus was born. So from the time of the first Adam to Jesus was exactly four thousand years. Then after that another two thousand make six thousand. So exactly two thousand years after the birth of Jesus we enter into the millennium Sabbath of the kingdom of God. So if Jesus was born on September eleventh, early morning on Wednesday 3 BC. What time is it now?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Gleaned from the research of the late professor Martin.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8430949636902389796?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8430949636902389796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8430949636902389796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-time-is-it.html' title='What time is it?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6185627464531832773</id><published>2008-03-25T05:48:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:48:31.718+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What we are and what we think we are is sometimes different and surprising. Of course everyone wants to have specific gifts or callings but every part of the body is just as important as another. Now some parts can perform several functions for example, the mouth can nourish and also speak. In the same way some teachers can also heal. Why is that? It has to do with confirmation. Many claim to be this and that but without signs and wonders to confirm what they say they are we can dismiss their claim. That does not mean that the teacher is actually a healer, his primary ministry is to teach and the healing is a following sign. Now all teachers are prophets unless they are teaching the traditions of men in which case they are false teachers and accordingly false prophets. But if a teachers hears from God then much authority has been given him and the sign is no wonder. The eye is also a witness and some of us are only witnesses but that is no mean ministry for it glorifies God to witness these things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6185627464531832773?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6185627464531832773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6185627464531832773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-we-are.html' title='What we are'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6437565896932517854</id><published>2008-03-25T05:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:46:49.778+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What when where who and how</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why? Because it is God's will. I have nothing to say that is why God can use me. He tells me what to say, when to say it, where to say it, he shows me to whom it must be said and most importantly how to say it. The only way to identify it as being of the spirit rather than of the flesh is to taste the fruit. If it is fruit of the spirit then God's authority is in it and God's word always accomplishes that which it is sent to do. Be ye comforted in knowing that God cares enough to minister to you with his words.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6437565896932517854?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6437565896932517854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6437565896932517854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-when-where-who-and-how.html' title='What when where who and how'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5564705649199913176</id><published>2008-03-25T05:38:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:38:01.317+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your flavor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How do you like your Jesus? Do you like him meek and serving? Or do  you  like him powerful and conquering? Is there not a Jesus for each times and a time for each Jesus. Then it comes down to timing. According to the divine calendar it is time for Jesus the king of kings. Are we not going to have a banquet called the wedding feast of the lamb? Only kings are invited that is why he is called the king of kings. If you do not become a king you are declining the invitation. Need directions? The kingdom of God is inside of you. So if you seek the kingdom God will help you find the directions. Interesting, invitation and R.S.V.P. In a single package self contained. Have courage, enter into your own kingdoms or be chickens and decline the invitation. I think chicken is on the menu. I will have to check &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5564705649199913176?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5564705649199913176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5564705649199913176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-your-flavor.html' title='What is your flavor'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2229440130379076233</id><published>2008-03-25T05:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:36:38.425+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When feeding the pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Many say don't feed pearls to the pigs, why not? Pearls of wisdom are not as rare as you think, in my case every word from my mouth is a pearl and I am quite prolific. I have so much of it that I do not care how many pigs trample on them just as long as the prodigal son gets one. It is not death that conquers life just as much as it is not darkness that swallows light. It is life that swallows death and light that eats up the dark. So do not forget to feed the pigs,  God's son is with them.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2229440130379076233?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2229440130379076233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2229440130379076233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-feeding-pigs.html' title='When feeding the pigs'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7697752848145816680</id><published>2008-03-22T04:43:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:43:48.583+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When God speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What happens when God speaks. The bible says that when God speaks the earth trembles. I say that when God speaks men laugh.  It is however a nervous laughter not knowing what to do with the words they hear and not wanting to appear foolish by believing them. So they look at each other laughing nervously as if trying to reassure each other that it is OK to laugh. Yet the earth will tremble anyway regardless of the laughter because it knows the voice of it's maker. This is why men laugh in the presence of the prophets.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7697752848145816680?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7697752848145816680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7697752848145816680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-god-speaks.html' title='When God speaks'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3434762485974443036</id><published>2008-03-22T04:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:39:45.428+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When the eagles fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;On that day we will all see clearly what we only perceive as if in a fog. But on that day the fog will lift and it will be a beautiful day to fly. We shall see them soaring above the promised land and swooping down on the  falcons and vultures in the most fantastic battle in the sky that was ever witnessed. When we see them on the deck of the warships praying earnestly to God knowing that this could be their last mission and realizing that this is the day of the settling of accounts between the prophets and that Satan and God will do battle, then we will all realize the simplicity of the truth.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3434762485974443036?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3434762485974443036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3434762485974443036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-eagles-fly.html' title='When the eagles fly'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4420815605080020055</id><published>2008-03-22T04:37:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:37:05.300+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When the shepherd leads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;When the shepherd leads he makes sure that none of the sheep gets ahead of him. He has a rod of correction to make sure to bring the fold back into line behind him. Because all sheep that try to go before him are out of line so the rod of correction is used to  bring them back into line. This is done so that the shepherd can lead them to greener pastures which is their inheritance. It does not matter that the shepherd is a lion . He has curbed his own appetites. Roar! He has now become the protector of the sheep.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4420815605080020055?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4420815605080020055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4420815605080020055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-shepherd-leads.html' title='When the shepherd leads'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5653497875954430336</id><published>2008-03-22T04:36:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:36:12.311+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When the truth lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How can the truth lie when it is the truth. Putting the truth in the mouth of a liar does not make him a speaker of truth. He will just be a speaker of the truth but still be a liar. He will invariably use it out of context, make what is intended to be allegorical, literal or the opposite make what is literal  allegorical. He will attach lying interpretations or tag on a lying suggestion for an interpretation or even use a truth that has previously mistranslated and transformed into a lie. The art therein lies in making it sound true but still it is a lie. So if it not the truth by the spirit it is the lying traditions of men. You claim to be searching for the truth but in fact you are just looking for ways to use it in order to continue lying because you are children of the devil. For what use has the truth become if it serves only to make the truth of no avail.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5653497875954430336?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5653497875954430336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5653497875954430336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-truth-lies.html' title='When the truth lies'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2809555440623921801</id><published>2008-03-22T04:33:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:33:57.364+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When you see me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Jesus said when you see me you see the father. Meaning that he was the living example of the spirit of God and that is what I am for you the living image of God. When you see me you see Jesus. You shall also become like him when the crown of Glory is placed upon your head. Jesus was also acquainted with pain and sorrow and so am I all you have to do is see how I am received and you will see how Jesus was received, mainly rejected. Yet he who receives a prophet receives a prophets reward and the reward that I bring is the kingdom. When you see me you see the kingdom. Can you see me? Now many of you call me the antichrist but remember this have you seen the great falling away yet? The proof that I am not the antichrist is that I believe that Christ has come paid for our sins on the cross and is now seated at the right hand of God in his glorified body and he is going to glorify his body which is us.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2809555440623921801?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2809555440623921801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2809555440623921801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-you-see-me.html' title='When you see me'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7795029484857885961</id><published>2008-03-22T04:33:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:33:09.380+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Where sin abounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Where sin abounds grace abounds even more. This means that his grace is sufficient to cover all the sins of men. In order to avoid going into scatological details all means all. This must also mean that no one is out of reach of salvation because only the blood could cover so much sin and the blood was not shed in vain. Man is the temple of God and much sin has been committed. Yet God has purified it with the sprinkling of the blood then washed away the blood with the water of truth. It is now sparkling clean ready for another day of sacrifice&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7795029484857885961?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7795029484857885961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7795029484857885961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-sin-abounds.html' title='Where sin abounds'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5270787928601553801</id><published>2008-03-21T05:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:50:54.436+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the arrows meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In every battle there are hand held weapons and there are airborne weapons called projectiles. When a projectile is released it is called shooting and this word is symbolic of distance warfare as opposed to close quarter fighting. One of the first long distance weapons was the bow and arrow. In spiritual warfare it is words that are used as weapons and the symbol of these words is the arrow. Now take a battle field with archers facing each other and firing volleys of arrows at each other. here is a place in the middle where they cross each other's path. If you could freeze that moment in time with the two arrows facing in opposite direction and you have the symbol for human speech.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5270787928601553801?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5270787928601553801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5270787928601553801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/where-arrows-meet.html' title='Where the arrows meet'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2919468038089147010</id><published>2008-03-21T05:50:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:50:03.746+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wherever they went</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Whenever the Jewish people went to the nations that they where sent to they became a blessing by their presence. I will bless those that bless you and curse those that curse you. God spread the people of the inheritance all over the world and everywhere where they were given a chance to prosper it profited that nation, It was because of Joseph that Egypt became a great Empire and it was because  of the Jews that Babylon became magnificent. The blessing of God upon his chosen people gives plenty of leftovers for those that are around. Why do you think that America became the greatest power on earth? Because they welcomed the Jews. Are the Jews themselves aware of this? I don't think so, you can be blind and still be blessed. On the other hand persecution of the Jews invariably led to the demise of said empires. The same is true today, so chose wisely whom you support.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2919468038089147010?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2919468038089147010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2919468038089147010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/wherever-they-went.html' title='Wherever they went'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5149859903044290638</id><published>2008-03-21T05:46:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:46:45.102+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Which domain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Which domain do you serve? Are you at the service of the domain of the flesh which was given hegemony over this earth or are you a servant of the spirit which has yet to overcome the flesh. There is no question that the dominion of the flesh will revert to the spirit, the question is which side will you be on at the transition. Will you be counted amongst those who at least were trying to switch or will you be caught in the camp of those who would sacrifice anything for the flesh to remain in charge. Hey! Maybe reading these words could awaken you to the reality that spirit will rule over the flesh with a rod of iron? I sure hope you won't find the rod in places where the light does not shine and where the stench of the flesh is omnipresent.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5149859903044290638?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5149859903044290638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5149859903044290638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/which-domain.html' title='Which domain'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1827217710493620891</id><published>2008-03-21T05:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:39:05.563+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Which kind of believer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I was very surprised the other day to find out that there are two kinds of believers. One which does not remember when they started believing and the other who remember exactly the moment they first believed. The one kind maybe believed before they were able to make a decision and the other decided when they still were unbelievers. They both profess that Jesus Christ is the lord and savior of their life but one has the distinct impression that it was by grace that they were saved and the other can't quite understand this amazing grace.  When these two types run into each other , they sometimes have trouble relating and sometimes the sparks fly.   One type calls themselves born again believers and the other calls themselves believers but they are mixed in all kinds of churches and denominations with various degrees of friction or lack thereof. Which kind are you?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1827217710493620891?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1827217710493620891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1827217710493620891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/which-kind-of-believer.html' title='Which kind of believer?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6037707474913815063</id><published>2008-03-20T05:49:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T05:49:48.426+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is not scared?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Who is not scared of the big bad wolf? The big bad wolf is the Pharisee and his target is the spirit led person. Because the Pharisee is a person led by law, the spirit led person is an outlaw. No longer subject to the law but only to the spirit which is the spirit of truth. This little piggy went to market to trade human souls for money. This little piggy stayed home. This little piggy had roast beef, the roasted sacred cow while this piggy had none. And this little piggy cried wee, wee, wee all the way home. Not only is Siggy the piggy not scared but making fun of the Pharisee.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6037707474913815063?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6037707474913815063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6037707474913815063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-is-not-scared.html' title='Who is not scared?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6664608539682355909</id><published>2008-03-20T04:40:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:40:38.283+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Who you are</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In this world it seems that who you are is more important than what you are, in other words your identity counts more than your character.  But in the kingdom, who you are does not count as much as what you are. I saw a movie where a rich bad guy says to somebody, do you know who I am and that person answers , no but I know what you are. It is the same with God, he knows  who we are but he also knows what we are. We are either born again regenerated beings or we are degenerate sinners, who you are does not matter, only what you are does. The only person whose identity really counts in heaven is Jesus and if you get that wrong you are out of luck. What Jesus is is easy to answer, he is our redeemer, the one who can change what we are and who we are.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6664608539682355909?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6664608539682355909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6664608539682355909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-you-are.html' title='Who you are'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7601935744455597075</id><published>2008-03-20T04:38:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:38:59.026+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we need signs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why do we need signs and wonders and who is it that needs them? It is us the producers of signs and wonders that need them not the recipient. Yes they do get healed and yes they do get blessed but it is us the anointed ones who need the reassurance that we are in God's will.  We are so insecure in our own authority that God needs to pamper us with sign and wonders. Heck if we go a day without reassurance we are completely lost. That is why signs and wonders follows us like clean diapers follow babies. Yes we are anointed and no we are not like Job. If it weren't for the pampering we would we whining like crybabies. Thank God for his tender mercies. And thank him for cleaning up our messes with  miracles. Groaning and moaning.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7601935744455597075?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7601935744455597075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7601935744455597075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-do-we-need-signs.html' title='Why do we need signs?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3510919343734677557</id><published>2008-03-20T04:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:25:43.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is God wrought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Why should God be angry? Isn't his patience infinite? That is right he is patient but there are time constraints on us, the believers. He is not angry with the heathens nor with the idolaters. He is angry with the believers . They have both cheated him and betrayed his son. If this is not enough reason to be angry how about ruining God's plan for the kingdom. How you say is this possible and how was it done? We are all going to become God's but the elect were supposed to get there first and then teach the others the ways of righteousness. How is a prostitute promised to a husband become a teacher of righteousness without repenting? It is impossible. God has no choice but to delegate the responsibility of teaching righteousness to the elect but as it is now they are still fornicating with the devil and enjoying it. If you, the believer do not repent you will live a life of shame along those who were not the elect being taught righteousness from the very same people you persecuted. Now God will always have a remnant who will either have not fornicated with the devil through religion or already repented of it. Not a single one of you is free from the need of repentance if you wish to see the kingdom.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3510919343734677557?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3510919343734677557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3510919343734677557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-is-god-wrought.html' title='Why is God wrought'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2355848717291134488</id><published>2008-03-20T04:23:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:23:58.291+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The bible says that the beginning of wisdom is fear but since you have no fear you must be short on wisdom too. So what choice does God have than to instill fear in you in order to bring wisdom. Insurance salesman describe disasters as acts of God and it seems that God is going to insure that do get wise. You could call disasters wisdom insurance. Now God does not need disaster insurance, he has plenty of wisdom and is willing to share it with you. Now here is wisdom, God wants you to become God so that he will not need to send you wisdom. So either you obey by faith or obey by fear but obey you will.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2355848717291134488?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2355848717291134488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2355848717291134488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8330769327463554517</id><published>2008-03-20T04:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:23:04.478+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise men</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Wise men bare gifts. Why do wise men bare gifts? Because they can test the spirit of those that receive them. Wisdom comes from God and it is the gift of God to men, it is wise to accept it. So even acceptance is a gift from God. If you go into an assembly bearing gifts the  people assembled there will have an appreciation for you because you will have made them accept a gift because refusing it would be offensive. There is only one gift that is so precious that it would be offensive to refuse it and that is the salvation of yourself at the expense of the givers son's life. If you refuse that gift there is no salvation for you. No greater price has ever been paid and no greater gift has ever been given than salvation. Take care that you do not offend God by refusing his gift for such is the way of the foolish. Mercy or wrath the choice is yours.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8330769327463554517?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8330769327463554517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8330769327463554517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/wise-men.html' title='Wise men'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2645879952414262777</id><published>2008-03-20T04:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:20:05.184+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Witchcraft</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The sin of witchcraft is as the sin of rebellion yet rebellion is religion so religion is witchcraft. The skill of witchcraft is using rules and laws to dictate one's own will in one matter or another. So the rebellious sinner found out that if you ask anything in the name of Jesus it shall be done. Lord knows how many evil prayers are polluting the air in heaven. He calls it a stench in his nostrils. When religious people say to me can I pray for you I answer please don't. I would rather you fart in God's face than pray for me. I do not need the prayers of witches and warlocks. All I need is God. You wonder why your prayers go unanswered, it is because he is busy ventilating heaven from the stench of your witchcraft. Repent, your repentance is the sweet balm of Gilead that charms God into anything you want.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2645879952414262777?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2645879952414262777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2645879952414262777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/witchcraft.html' title='Witchcraft'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4827543548232993412</id><published>2008-03-20T04:17:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:17:39.846+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If God says it I believe it. God says the kingdom of God is within you. If this is true then we must not keep it in but rather let it out. God is spirit not flesh but he became flesh in the person of Jesus in order to pay the price so that we could enter the kingdom. If God's kingdom is inside then Satan's kingdom is outside. What is this entity capable of keeping God's spirit prisoner and usurping his kingdom? The outer man of course commonly referred to as the flesh, the adversary of the spirit, the author of lies, the inventor of religion.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4827543548232993412?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4827543548232993412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4827543548232993412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/within.html' title='Within'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2989015891258198364</id><published>2008-03-20T04:14:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T04:14:57.226+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Within the temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What is contained within the temple? The holy of holies of course. What is contained within the holy of holies? The spirit of God of course. Who dares to enter into his presence and survive? Only the high priest. He must prepare himself according to the established rules and be accordingly attired. Then he must consecrate himself to the task and purify himself according to ritual. So it is with him who seeks God within himself. Know ye not that you are temples? Or are you all heathens limited to the outer court? Is there not a high priest among you to show you the way? For verily I say to you if you stay in the outer court you are strangers and will remain so. Do you not hear the voice of God saying enter? What do you fear?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2989015891258198364?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2989015891258198364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2989015891258198364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/within-temple.html' title='Within the temple'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7478383414631680170</id><published>2008-03-20T03:59:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:59:13.339+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Be ye subjected onto your husbands as the bride of Christ is subjected onto her groom. Have ye not taken his name as your own and are you not therefore subjected to his will. You have not taken his name to shed glory upon yourselves by the name you have been given but ye have been chosen to glorify your husband in the spirit of subjection. Be not rebellious in your heart and submissive in appearance because rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft whose curse is transmitted from generation to generation . Why are your children rebellious? Because of the curse and what is rebellion? the sin of religion. Having the outward sign of submission but a rebellious heart. Using your husband to fulfill your own will, using his words to speak your own mind and using his glory to shed glory upon yourselves. What manner of witchcraft is this? Repent and submit, now. Not tomorrow. Now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7478383414631680170?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7478383414631680170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7478383414631680170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/wives.html' title='Wives'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2444556377696194355</id><published>2008-03-20T03:44:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T03:44:31.144+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Words rule the Universe. In the beginning was the word and the word was God. What rules men are also words because knowledge is transmitted through words. The human body is ruled by the brain and the brain is ruled by words so that what rules the brain is God because God is the word. Just as the beginning was with word so shall be in the end because God is never changing he said I am the beginning and the end. I am the word of God.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2444556377696194355?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2444556377696194355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2444556377696194355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2676640381185167038</id><published>2008-03-18T14:54:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:54:14.450+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Words is all I've got</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In a rapture, what we often think of is rape and pillage, but it can also be a wooing, a sort of charming by words. If God told you that the church is holding his bride captive and he wanted you to set her free you might say " how lord "? Prepare nothing " I will give you the words when the time comes ". No signs, no wonders, just words. It seems to me that if you have no power and no signs and only words, the holy spirit is going to have to help you with some back up or the words will only fall on deaf ears. The answer came " I will heal their deafness ". But what if my words are written and not spoken will you also heal their blindness? Yes I will. What will you do about their paralysis? " I will cure it ". What about the gates of tradition and the captivity of religion? "I will blow them away ". What if they still do not come out of her because of pity for the jailer? " I will dispatch an angel to instill fear of her in them&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2676640381185167038?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2676640381185167038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2676640381185167038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/words-is-all-i-got.html' title='Words is all I&amp;#39;ve got'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2871490295921250562</id><published>2008-03-18T14:43:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:43:53.417+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God promised never to drown the rats again with water but he did promise them a baptism of fire. The words from God are truth symbolized by fire. So just as in the beginning was the word and the word was God in the end the word will also be God Because he is never changing. God is not a liar and what he promises he will accomplish. How many words do you need to be baptized into truth. Every word that comes out of the mouth of God. I am the word. Flesh is consumed but the spirit lives. You shall come out of the furnace alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2871490295921250562?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2871490295921250562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2871490295921250562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/words-of-fire.html' title='Words of fire'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3845279408120850490</id><published>2008-03-18T14:41:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:41:00.661+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Worshipping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There is only one form of acceptable worship and that is spirit and truth. Do not worship in the manner of the heathens with hands raised and singing hymns. Do not clap your hands like devil worshippers. Do not follow the traditions taught by your ancestors they are all an abomination to the lord. Let him who can hear the voice of the lord speak and let those who cannot listen. The voice of God has been silenced for too long by the devil worshippers in the flesh. From now on worship must be done in the spirit, alone with God. One on one. The only acceptable contribution by the flesh is repentance. Put on your best clothes and Go for a one and a half hour walk. Walk like a king , hold your head up, look straight forward and repent of all your devil worshipping, you will hear from the lord after about one hour. When I say go and sin no more I mean do not set foot in a church again or the lord will be wrought with you. Leave the place and never return. There will come a day when all shall worship him in spirit and truth but first you must stop worshipping the devil and by " You " I mean you who call yourselves by Christ's name. You workers of inequity. You brood of vipers. You wolves in sheep's clothing. You devil worshipers.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3845279408120850490?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3845279408120850490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3845279408120850490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/worshipping.html' title='Worshipping'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6637489798275867967</id><published>2008-03-18T14:38:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:38:18.179+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you like to come in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Would you like to come in now? Would you like to come inside? Would you like to come inside the kingdom of God? You are welcome, the doors are wide open and so are God's arms. Many who claim that they want in on the kingdom are not truthful. They want nothing to do with the kingdom and have no part in it. Yet they are the ones who pretend to teach about it so are we going to enter or are we not? The gates are open the invitations have been handed out. What do you feel like? entering or rejecting? Right now there is an open door policy. Take advantage of the offer no merit needed, It is a freebie but once the gates are closed, It's asta la vista baby, see you in a thousand years.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6637489798275867967?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6637489798275867967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6637489798275867967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/would-you-like-to-come-in.html' title='Would you like to come in'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1686264982040395698</id><published>2008-03-18T14:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:34:34.020+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes but</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The identity of Jesus is not in question nor what he is but salvation depends on who you say he is, in other words in you identifying him and saying who you think he is. There where many signs that pointed to his identity before the cross but after the cross even his disciples did not recognize him until he showed them a sign. As for us we are going to have to recognize him without any help. Many calling him lord will not be able to recognize him because their expectations have been forged by religion. There is one lying in wait who will do just that, give them plenty of signs as to who he pretends to be. If you do not understand this saying maybe when the time comes he will not know you and not recognize you as one of his own. We know who you say Jesus is but we do not know what Jesus says you are. Make a fuss, give him a sign, make sure he takes notice of you so that when the time comes he will recognize you.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1686264982040395698?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1686264982040395698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1686264982040395698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/yes-but.html' title='Yes but'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8076326290327248596</id><published>2008-03-18T14:32:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:32:21.246+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet a little while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Yet a little while shall you tarry in the valley of indecision before I pour out my spirit to open the eyes of the blind to restore the deaf. Then will you understand that though you have eyes you could not see and though you had ears you could not hear my words. You shall then become my witnesses to the ends of the earth. You are mine and I shall seal you with the spirit of repentance. This is the white garment that makes you without a blemish.      My written words could not change you but my spoken words will. You shall again hear what I am saying and this time believe. You will go back to hear again what I said and see that you neither understood nor believed my words for the flesh receives not the things of the spirit. Not by might nor by power but by my spirit.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8076326290327248596?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8076326290327248596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8076326290327248596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/yet-little-while.html' title='Yet a little while'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1226814175888365491</id><published>2008-03-18T14:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:29:44.160+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You are gods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know that you are going to think that this statement is strange especially since I can prove that some of you are devils but it is the truth that we are all destined to become Gods. I know this to be true because I have already become one in the image of Jesus. When you receive the mind of Christ you will inherit the kingdom and receive the wonderful things that God has prepared for you. You have no choice about this it has been decided by God and it is his perfect will. Now some of you will protest because you think it is not in the bible but I tell you it is. Concerning those of you who are devils you shall also be transformed into Gods but only after the kingdom. The kingdom is the reward for those who believe my words.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1226814175888365491?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1226814175888365491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1226814175888365491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-are-gods.html' title='You are gods'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8356489494209481450</id><published>2008-03-18T14:27:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:27:12.289+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You do it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The human heart is like the rock in the dessert that when struck became a fountain of living water. The rod with which it was struck was a symbol of God's authority. When you touch some one's heart with God's authority that heart breaks and become a heart of flesh, no longer a heart of stone but one capable of loving others. I was once touched by God's authority and my heart was broken and I became a believer. Since then I have done things that are unbelievable to demonstrate God's love to others and hopefully some will become believers. I was talking to God the other day and said why don't you touch people in my family like you did me and he answered, you do it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8356489494209481450?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8356489494209481450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8356489494209481450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-do-it.html' title='You do it'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5345339671406653410</id><published>2008-03-18T14:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:26:22.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You do not love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Even though you declare your love for me everyday your love has turned the day into  the night. Your declaration is one of true hate. You act as if you love me but in fact you love the devil. I am spirit and you are flesh and even though I have lusted only after you have lusted only after the gifts of the spirit rather than the giver. You would rather give yourself pleasure with the dildo  of religion than be inseminated with the seed of truth&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5345339671406653410?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5345339671406653410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5345339671406653410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-do-not-love-me.html' title='You do not love me'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8616084976877950531</id><published>2008-03-18T14:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:23:15.005+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You have no choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God has declared his will and you have no choice as to his will coming to pass. His will is that every human being become God and so it shall be. There is however one choice you do have. To do the will of God now or latter. So this means that even though the will of God cannot be changed the choice of how it is implemented is up to you. There are two ways only, one is obedience and the other death both have the same consequence but the one show that you were obedient and the other not. Whether you become God through obedience or through death it does not change the fact that you are going to become God. Choose wisely because becoming God through disobedience is shameful and this for eternity.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8616084976877950531?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8616084976877950531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8616084976877950531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-have-no-choice.html' title='You have no choice'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6706075644734913061</id><published>2008-03-18T14:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:20:16.854+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You have not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You have not because you ask not. Why would you not ask for  good thing? Because you think you already have and you think it is a better thing. But God says ask and you shall receive. There are things that are of man and things that are of the spirit. Of the things of men , man can feel pride and receive honor but of the things of God only humility and persecution for the flesh and the spirit are in enmity and great is the offense when the flesh perceives that it has not what it claims to have, namely the things of God. The flesh wants to hear the things of the spirit that it may acquire it for itself and thereby get the same thing that it has always wanted honor and recognition. But God looks at the heart of men and knows whom he can trust. He will trust those who put away the things of men to follow after him. Walk away from the things you love and God will give you better if you only ask.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6706075644734913061?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6706075644734913061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6706075644734913061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-have-not.html' title='You have not'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1593786186559733435</id><published>2008-03-18T14:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:18:51.687+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You live in a zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Happy birthday to you, you live in a zoo you look like a monkey and you live like one too. Do you think that is cruel? Well , it is our reality as human beings. Verily I say unto you unless you can relate to each other as monkeys you will not be able to love each other. The religious minded people will accuse me of trying to make a monkey out of God but in fact it is God that has made monkeys out of us. At 98.3 % monkey DNA that is close enough a match to convince me. Monkey see , monkey do. If I see God behaving in a certain way I will certainly behave the same way no matter what he looks like or no matter what I look like because God is spirit not monkey. Now if imitation is the highest from of flattery let me glorify God by imitating him. Religion is monkey business truth is spirit business. You truly live in a zoo.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1593786186559733435?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1593786186559733435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1593786186559733435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-live-in-zoo.html' title='You live in a zoo'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1453585595004714873</id><published>2008-03-17T05:33:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:33:47.470+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You must</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Teacher! What must I do to get to get to heaven? You must be born again from above. It is imperative that you be born again. You must repent, believe that Jesus came in the flesh and died for your sins. But what if you are already a believer and have always been and what if you do not sin and have always obeyed the law. Can you get to heaven ? No. You must be born again from above. But! But! But! There is no but. You must be born again or you will go through a time of trial that will bring you to repentance because you are going to have to be tested. Some people who claim to be born again have only been seduced by religion and it's false teachings. Even prayer and fasting will not cleanse the doctrines of demons from these, only the tribulation will. Even this stern warning cannot penetrate the false certitude that has seared the conscience of some.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1453585595004714873?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1453585595004714873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1453585595004714873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-must.html' title='You must'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7318174475487195865</id><published>2008-03-17T05:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:30:44.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You must enter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You must enter into the kingdom. If you do not you are keeping Jesus from entering his kingdom. He is the king of kings and if you do not enter into the kingdom you will have no part in it. The end time harvest is brought into the kingdom and those that do not enter are not of the harvest but are the discarded tares. The kingdom is within you and you are commanded to seek it first. No ifs or buts about it, You must be transformed into his likeness or you will not inherit the kingdom. This transformation is gradual and ever increasing but starts with a willingness to obey. Say not that you will not enter , it is rebellion and sin against God to say so. Obey and enter or disobey and remain locked out by your own doing. There will be no one to blame but yourself. Repent and obey the father's will.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7318174475487195865?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7318174475487195865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7318174475487195865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-must-enter.html' title='You must enter'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1880562788004047676</id><published>2008-03-17T05:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:29:46.067+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You said you believed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You said you believed but since you do not believe in miracles you are an unbeliever. You have a form of Godliness which is of the devil but having no power. What is this form of captivity that makes you a powerless God? It is called religion or the Babylonian captivity.  This is the captivity of the spirit. Well what is the captivity of the flesh then? It is the captivity of labor which is the Egyptian captivity. I have come to set you free from both. hear my word you captives . I am the liberator of souls whether you believe it or not I will liberate you from your captivity because I have mercy on you, my enemy. Believe and be set free now or believe not and be set free latter but freedom you cannot escape.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1880562788004047676?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1880562788004047676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1880562788004047676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-said-you-believed.html' title='You said you believed'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3429769822065088967</id><published>2008-03-17T05:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:28:27.337+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You shall see</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The bible says that a wicked generation seeks after signs but it does not speak of the signs of the righteous nor does it speak of the signs of others. Each sign is a step towards the kingdom but these steps are personal not a public show. It takes faith to please God and those who have none because they have squandered it on traditions of men are not pleasing God. As for those who seek the kingdom they will be guided by the works that God has planned for them to do and they shall be a sign onto them that they are headed in the right direction. These signs we receive freely so freely we should give them to the sick, the downtrodden and the oppressed without condition nor expectation of gratitude. It is like a pouring out of God's love towards all that are in need. You shall see the unbelievable regardless whether you believe it or not.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3429769822065088967?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3429769822065088967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3429769822065088967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-shall-see.html' title='You shall see'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2968912767379555050</id><published>2008-03-17T05:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:26:39.518+09:00</updated><title type='text'>You think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You think happiness makes you smile but in fact total uncontrollable happiness makes you cry. It is an emotion that overwhelms you and makes you feel the love of God. It is almost painful but you realize that it is the release of pain. Such is the love that God has for us, the release of pain and captivity. This is what God want's you to experience, the love of God. The kingdom of God has come and those whose name are written in the book of life are going to feel it and cry. Their tears are the river of life. A river of happiness. God is also crying of happiness. Ours tears are mingled in the same river.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2968912767379555050?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2968912767379555050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2968912767379555050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-think.html' title='You think'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7827679094850895928</id><published>2008-03-17T05:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:24:25.668+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Your every word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God has ordained that you become like him and this is the race set before you. Every race has a finish line, how will you know when you have reached it? When your every word is as precious and eternal as the bible itself. Because the bible says God was made word and the word was God not just the word put away for safekeeping in print but the word come alive to minister to the needy. By faith I command you to become like me. Until you do the word is just dead and needs to be reborn in you. The mouth bears evidence to the abundance of the heart so if you have a heart for God let me hear it. I will listen to every word and tell you whether it is dead or not. If it is not the shepherds voice it is dead.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7827679094850895928?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7827679094850895928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7827679094850895928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-every-word.html' title='Your every word'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3159781968956785875</id><published>2008-03-17T05:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:23:22.135+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Your love is King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It is your love that is the all conquering king. It is your love that has conquered me. I am yours because of your love. I will now join your ranks and fly your banner into battle. I do not care if I die because your love has given me life everlasting. I will charge into battle armed with nothing but your love. Charge! Let the trumpets blow.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3159781968956785875?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3159781968956785875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3159781968956785875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-love-is-king.html' title='Your love is King'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-9122278702088034939</id><published>2008-03-17T05:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:21:40.810+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Your name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Your name is the new name of God and if you ask anything in your name it shall be done especially if it is God's will. It is God's will that you be transformed into Gods so why don't you start by asking to be transformed into his likeness. Once you are transformed then you will know exactly what God's will is. If you are not yet transformed let me tell you what his will is. Seek first the kingdom of God. If enough Gods seek the kingdom we shall surely find it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-9122278702088034939?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/9122278702088034939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/9122278702088034939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-name_16.html' title='Your name'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4594881756671494770</id><published>2008-03-17T05:19:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T05:19:39.187+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Your piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Since you have given me your peace I am going to give  you your piece. I mean that since you God have given me peace of mind I am going to give you a piece of life. I know that you are life everlasting but I also know that life that is temporary is most exhilarating. I am a mortal being, take my life as a living sacrifice so that you can enjoy mortality one more time before eternity. I love you with all my heart mind and soul. I am also everlasting but at your service while still mortal.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4594881756671494770?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4594881756671494770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4594881756671494770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-piece.html' title='Your piece'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5814400711898880011</id><published>2008-03-16T18:35:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:35:27.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The puppet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There is strong evidence that the art of puppetry goes back thousands of years. From the Chinese through all the civilizations culture has been propagated in this way and values disseminated with this easily transportable means. Four sticks and some curtains and a bag full of puppets is all the artful puppeteer needed to create tales of a thousand Arabian nights. In Japan and Taiwan these are highly venerated not only as culture but as little Gods. It is ironic that as long as you are human you cannot be God and as soon as you die they worship you. Jesus said " know ye not that you are Gods"? I guess that they see God in everything except themselves. I think that&lt;br/&gt;anyone who thinks that way has Satan's hands showed so high up their asses that it makes their lips move.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5814400711898880011?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5814400711898880011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5814400711898880011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/puppet.html' title='The puppet'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3262252432605055793</id><published>2008-03-16T18:34:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:34:43.520+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2/27/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Re: Declaring liberty (finishing the race)&lt;br/&gt;Let this day be remembered as fun day.&lt;br/&gt;Funday. Monday. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thurstday. fry day. Saturday.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3262252432605055793?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3262252432605055793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3262252432605055793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/22707.html' title='2/27/07'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5309474419035951808</id><published>2008-03-16T18:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:34:04.315+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2/26/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Time for a new name for you and you know what an honor it is since I have been baptizing myself with silliness. You shall hence forth be also known as the lord of nerds.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5309474419035951808?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5309474419035951808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5309474419035951808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/22607.html' title='2/26/07'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-323948741093510714</id><published>2008-03-16T18:32:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:33:18.258+09:00</updated><title type='text'>5/20/06 (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re: A first post at the new board Second post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one thinks that the apostate church is this one and that one and condemns one or two churches as being apostate. Well there are several ways to determine whether a church is apostate. One is false doctrines and as such not one single church can escape scrutiny by the spirit in that respect. The other is to see if they are obedient to the lord. God said seek first the kingdom of God and in that respect I have yet to meet anyone who says they have entered into the kingdom. The kingdom is within you states scripture but most churches are busy trying to transform the world around them rather than seeking within. The kingdom of God is a kingdom of spirit and truth that is to say the truth by the spirit. Spirit and flesh are in enmity so I find it no surprise that I am not welcome in church because every word I speak is inspired by the spirit. The apostate church is one who uses the truth to tell lies. It is one who uses charity to disguise greed. It is one who uses humility to disguise pride and one who uses fasle obedience to diguise true dissobedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-323948741093510714?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/323948741093510714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/323948741093510714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/52006_16.html' title='5/20/06 (2)'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-91719990228430786</id><published>2008-03-16T18:31:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:31:35.462+09:00</updated><title type='text'>5/20/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;New Post A first post at the new board Since I get banned so quilcky I thought I better keep my post for posterity before they get trampled on by the pigs.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God said that Jesus would have a new name when he returned. This true in many ways. The spirit of prophecy is one and the same in all the prophets. It is the spirit of Jesus who is the spirit of prophecy. But the flesh of the prophet is different in every prophet too. Some were obedient to the spirit and others were less. Yet they still had the gift and one of the fruits of the spirit is that they were able to recognize that single voice. They could discern it. All the prophets end up obeying the lord sooner or latter and more often than not they paid a heavy price for their service. Why is this? Because flesh and spirit are in enemity and flesh is continually trying to pass itself off as being spiritual. This means that when flesh is confronted with real spirit it gets offended and tries to sillence the spirit. How does the flesh try to pass itself off as spiritual? Of course by quoting scripture which was originally inspired by spirit. So we can say that Jesus has a new name which is the name of all the living prophets today. They number one hundred and forty four thousand but their voices is still sillenced by the traditions of men and drowned out by the noise that flesh makes by quoting scripture. The other new names of Jesus are the names of the elect, the true believer by election. So Jesus has many new names and he lives with all these many new names. So you might say is the guy trying to pass himself off as Jesus by using his old name? Well lets see what Satan said. He said I will take the place of the most high. We all know who that is don't we but to pass himself off as the genuine article he had to steal the name too. Could it be that we have been worshipping a false Jesus. I say that Jesus has returned with a new name and that this is the spirit of anti christ. He that denies that Jesus has returned in the flesh. The flesh of the true believer by election and the flesh of the prophets. Let him who has an ear to hear listen to what the spirit is saying today.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-91719990228430786?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/91719990228430786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/91719990228430786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/52006.html' title='5/20/06'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6678447762222212710</id><published>2008-03-16T18:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:30:35.172+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When and where</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Where are we and when is it are essential tools of navigation. That is why precision in time keeping and location are essential when you are time traveling. We are one second away from the end of times and our location can be found on a GPS because we are all in a different time zone and a different location. When will those who are the seed of Abraham meet with the promise in the blink of the eye is a variable proposition depending on local time and your location. We have all been traveling through time and some of us have traveled to various locations so these terms should be familiar to you. I f you think of time and space as dissecting vectors on a cross then you start understanding why we are time travelers. Most scientific minds would say that I need to be institutionalized for what I have just said but for the seed of Abraham expectation should be rising in you knowing that the promise was to inherit the earth&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6678447762222212710?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6678447762222212710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6678447762222212710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-and-where.html' title='When and where'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-375260761353364332</id><published>2008-03-16T18:30:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:30:04.629+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Do this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do what lord and why? Do this in remembrance of me. So you are saying for us to do in the future something to remember you in the past? Well in the spirit there is no time so there in no present, no future and no past. Nothing to look at, nothing to look forward too and nothing to remember. What a ride ! Is this the magical mystery tour that is coming to take us away? Take us away! Let's get back to the directives. Do what? Break bread and drink wine. Did not God say do this in remembrance of me? In retrospect it looks like he is talking about the future. Is not the future something to look forward too In light of the promises made to Abraham? So wait a minute in order to become Christ like we need to become wine bibers and stuff our faces. Hey party!&lt;br/&gt;A communion party. Come together over me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-375260761353364332?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/375260761353364332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/375260761353364332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/do-this.html' title='Do this'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6362208275360404082</id><published>2008-03-16T18:28:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:28:58.754+09:00</updated><title type='text'>1/7/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What is the difference between the king of the crop and the lord of the harvest? Is not the king part of the harvest? Is not the crop and the lord of it the same fruit? So it must be that the king is the first fruit of the harvest setting the standart of exellence in the orchard. Anything resembling the first fruit qualifying as grade A fruit of the spirit. Worthy of harvesting. The rest can be left to rot as fertilizer for the roots. Dust returned to dust. God returned to God. But who are these that have been declared God's outside of God? Are they not those who have dared to follow the example? Harvest time has come and the lord of the harvest is declaring the season. Come ye hired laborers, let's earn our wages.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6362208275360404082?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6362208275360404082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6362208275360404082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/1706.html' title='1/7/06'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8750489711609737413</id><published>2008-03-16T18:27:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:27:45.803+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The hardest thing a man can do is getting the monkey of his back. I do not mean addictions and other habits I mean the highest intellectual standards and the most logical of scientific minds. The carnal mind, Capable of creating the most beautiful of abstract thoughts and the most exquisite art. That monkey. The philosopher monkey that competes with God. Capable of turning lies into undeniable truth. The intellectual beast. Greek Philosophers. The high minded thinkers of classic and modern thinking. Everything that we revere as culture. The foundations of our thinking. The scientific mind. The monkey boy.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8750489711609737413?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8750489711609737413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8750489711609737413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/monkey.html' title='The monkey'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2909042755913235049</id><published>2008-03-16T18:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:26:16.091+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The law of the flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The flesh needs to be ruled by the law but spirit is free from the law so that if we seek freedom we must become spiritual. If you are of the flesh the law rules but if you are of the spirit the law has no hold on you. There are two kinds of human being separated by lots. Those who were destined to be spirit led and those who were destined to be led by the flesh. Believers and unbelievers of the truth. In the end every one will be reconciled in oneness but for now it is flesh against spirit and I can tell you that flesh is not going to win. Now Jesus came to fulfill the law so that the law is now abolished by way of fulfillment. So I guess the flesh is going to get unruly. Well so be it . It will be ruled by spirit from now on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2909042755913235049?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2909042755913235049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2909042755913235049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/law-of-flesh.html' title='The law of the flesh'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2918206176553757526</id><published>2008-03-16T18:25:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:25:43.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The perception of perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In this world full of imperfection what do you perceive as perfect? This world is full of deception so I suspect that the perfect deception is the essence of this world. We also know that this world is full of lies so perfection lies in the perfect lie. The perfect lie is that Jesus is God especially if he turns out to be Satan. Only a perfect deception could make man (who is God ) worship Satan who is his servant. I think we have been perfectly set up for repentance. Repentance is the great equalizer between believers and unbelievers. All knees shall bow down in repentance.So what is perfect truth? Perfect truth is that you are God. May truth be restored to this world.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2918206176553757526?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2918206176553757526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2918206176553757526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/perception-of-perfection.html' title='The perception of perfection'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6156608746899599052</id><published>2008-03-16T18:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:25:04.209+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Have we not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Have we not manifested in our lives faith , hope and charity? If we have not then we shall not reap them for whatever a man sows so shall he reap. This is the day of judgment, the day of the harvest. You shall reap whatever you have sown. It is the season of the harvest. The end of the world as we know it is at hand and so is the kingdom of God.. lettuce inspect our fruit so that we may know what we have sown.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6156608746899599052?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6156608746899599052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6156608746899599052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-we-not.html' title='Have we not'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4719759644903996794</id><published>2008-03-16T18:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:24:38.319+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The word warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What is it that rules the universe? It is words. In the beginning was the word and so will it be in the end. The word of God is a sword capable of rending asunder truth from the lies. If a true hero of the sword faces ten thousand men single handed all he needs Is stamina to butcher them all. Take heroes from wars past like Samson or Achilles. They knew that if they could face a thousand men by themselves and slaughter them all it was because they all wanted to kill him. This was their advantage.. How many men can attack a single warrior at one time? It takes about ten men to surround a single one and striking him would be just as hazardous to each other than to the intended target. All the other 990 men would have to wait their turn and keep a safe distance from the flailing swords. So one who is trained to kill ten men at a time can easily dispose of a thousand men single handed ten at a time. Now if you understand that these battles have been choreographed to perfection you start to understand who is meant to die and who is meant to be the hero. I used to be a chicken farmer and I could kill three thousand six hundred chicken in a single morning. You say that men are not chicken and I say they are. Chicken killer quece que c'est?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4719759644903996794?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4719759644903996794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4719759644903996794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/word-warrior.html' title='The word warrior'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3833684505568658550</id><published>2008-03-16T18:24:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:24:06.756+09:00</updated><title type='text'>In the court of the crimson king</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;How long has creation been waiting for this? The apearance of the creator within the creation. The beginning meeting the end and all things being transformed into new beginnings from the end. The snake swallowing it's own tail in order to live again. Death and rebirth, the phoenix bird burning and being reborn from it's own ashes. Let the music start and the celebration begin. Long live the king and forever his kingdom.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3833684505568658550?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3833684505568658550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3833684505568658550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/in-court-of-crimson-king.html' title='In the court of the crimson king'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8511311186294820962</id><published>2008-03-16T18:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:23:17.252+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A declaration of emancipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hereby declare that those willing to enter into the kingdom shall be crowned with the crown of glory which is the mind of Christ. They shall become kings as all those in the kingdom are.&lt;br/&gt;That is why I am the king of kings. God has said seek first the kingdom of God and then said that the kingdom of God is within you. Now someone has found it and you can enter therein. Welcome to the kingdom.&lt;br/&gt;PS. leave the traditions of men at the gate please. They will not be tolerated in my presence.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8511311186294820962?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8511311186294820962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8511311186294820962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/declaration-of-emancipation.html' title='A declaration of emancipation'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-629654386098814780</id><published>2008-03-16T18:22:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:22:14.701+09:00</updated><title type='text'>An invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To all those who are willing to enter into the kingdom, the gates are wide open please come in. Leave your traditions of men at the gate please. The gate keeper will be happy do dispose of them apropriately. Please aproach boldly you have nothing to fear. If you have entered it is because you belong here.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-629654386098814780?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/629654386098814780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/629654386098814780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/invitation.html' title='An invitation'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7458118328338748407</id><published>2008-03-16T18:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:21:53.310+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A royal decree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hereby declare the kingdom of God opened. We are searching for an ever increasing number of people who are willing to enter. These people have been elected to enter the kingdom and are searchinng for it. Your search is over. This is the fulness of the gentiles spoken of in scripture. Those who are not the elect will neither believe nor enter and they will do everything they can to keep you from entering if you are of the elect. They are unbelievers even though they profess otherwise. Enter as you wish but remember the non believers will be asked to leave.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7458118328338748407?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7458118328338748407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7458118328338748407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/royal-decree.html' title='A royal decree'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2617916699168607811</id><published>2008-03-16T18:20:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:20:57.226+09:00</updated><title type='text'>An announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;By this declaration I anounce the celebration of the jubilee which is the comencement of the kingdom of God the growth of which shall see no end. I king Putt Putt the first am the leader of this kingdom and unless you become like a little child you shall have no part in it. Wise men and adults abstain from petitioning a place in the kingdom you shall be refused unless you become as a little child. Childish you say and justice I respond.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2617916699168607811?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2617916699168607811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2617916699168607811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/announcement.html' title='An announcement'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-948266023843980813</id><published>2008-03-16T18:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:20:33.952+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Door to Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Door to door, heart to heart. The trained representative dies to himself at every cold call. He does not know if he is going to be greeted or rejected but he must carry on because life comes through the death of the salesman. Yet it is true that the truth comes free but nothing is truly free because every time the truth is rejected he who brings it dies. This is a heavy price to pay for something that is free. Let me think what that reminds me of? Ah yes! the price that Jesus paid to bring us the truth. Two by two he sent us out so we could comfort ourselves in our grief.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-948266023843980813?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/948266023843980813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/948266023843980813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/door-to-door.html' title='Door to Door'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2204206216787327603</id><published>2008-03-16T18:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:20:01.811+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose kingdom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Whose kingdom are we living in and whose kingdom are we disturbing? Is it not the kingdom of the flesh ruled by it's commander in chief. Spirit and flesh are in enmity and it is flesh that feels discomfort in the presence of the spirit. Why is that? Because you do not display real merchandise in the same window as fake merchandise. Now these word windows are a perfect display and the real merchandise can be easily distinguished from the fake. Ah but! the merchant exclaims, these are perfect fakes. and they are cheap. Now why flesh so desperately tries to pass itself of as spirit beats me but I am one hundred percent spirit and even though I am disguised as flesh nothing beats me. Just put me on display in the window and watch all the fakes high tail it out of here. Now here is what I am going to do. I am going to show up in the middle off all these false prophets of the flesh that have gathered and watch them run.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2204206216787327603?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2204206216787327603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2204206216787327603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/whose-kingdom.html' title='Whose kingdom?'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-1323172388004596763</id><published>2008-03-16T18:19:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:19:25.798+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The receding waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the receding waters brought by the whirlwind finally reveal the trees that were flooded so does the flood of the outpouring of the spirit recede exposing the tree of life. We have been flooded by an outpouring of the spirit of God in the form of the arrival of Elijah who came back just as he had left in a whirlwind. Now as the sea of revelations become as a smooth as glass we shall see the tree of life appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-1323172388004596763?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1323172388004596763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/1323172388004596763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/receding-waters.html' title='The receding waters'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3023780778600854048</id><published>2008-03-16T18:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:18:50.338+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have always had the gift of interpreting art. Artist themselves do not know the meaning of their art because it is God that inspires them and their connection to God has been severed so that their art is a search for God. Do you remember a few years back when an artist created a giant see-through container and put a life size crucifix in it. There was a huge uproar in the Christian community and I think it was banned. Can anyone guess what the message was? The message is that urine is the water of life.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3023780778600854048?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3023780778600854048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3023780778600854048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-6724067832169137380</id><published>2008-03-16T18:17:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:17:35.214+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hundredth Monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don't want to take a survey of monkeys but tell a story about telepathy. Here in Japan there was a troop of monkeys who used to be fed sweet potatoes but the potatoes had dirt on them so one of the monkeys started to wash the potatoes in a stream nearby. The other monkeys learned this behavior by example and their children also. Now like I said I don't think they actually counted the monkeys but hypothetically around the hundredth monkey a strange phenomena occured. All the monkeys in all of Japan started washing their potatoes not by example but by telepathy. Now, I used to say no one makes a monkey out of me but at 98.3 % monkey DNA match I guess God did. Here comes the point I am trying to make. I am terribly telepathic and so is God. We are in constant communication even when I sleep. Like Jacob's ladder so the things that I am saying to you are God's thoughts and a thought is always the beginning of a word. That means I am the living word of God. A messenger of sorts even if you don't like the message. This is the message . The human race is about to do a big evolutionary Jump by becoming telepathic. Good news for those who jump . Bad news for religion.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-6724067832169137380?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6724067832169137380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/6724067832169137380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/hundredth-monkey.html' title='The Hundredth Monkey'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-7883620607019407958</id><published>2008-03-16T18:16:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:16:58.652+09:00</updated><title type='text'>8/14/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Messiah means the sent one. He is sent to us to lead us into all truth. That does not mean that he knows all truth from birth but that truth will seek him out until the time that his time comes. He reveals all truth as he learns it. I am that one and my time has come. All religion is of the devil and has a willing partner in the flesh. I expect nothing but rejection from religious minded people who are all carnal minded since religion is of the flesh. Now you say why would a loving God set us up with devil worship? It is so that his grace may abound. Where there is sin grace abounds even more. Of course a wee bit of repentance is in order. I am the one that humanity has been waiting for two thousand years but I am no different than you. A spirit trapped in a 98.3%monkey DNA suit that is meant for us to suffer and suffering bring us back to God. I have extraordinary powers but I will not use them to convince you of the veracity of my claim. You have the oportunity to reject me. Since I will be banned on my first post I will leave a link for those who wish to find out more or even come against me if you wish. The kingdom has come.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-7883620607019407958?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7883620607019407958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/7883620607019407958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/81405.html' title='8/14/05'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3785599398104533326</id><published>2008-03-16T18:16:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:16:13.698+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Recall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know who I am now. I remember everything. I am the Messiah. There is nothing that was not made for me. I am the initiator and I am the terminator. I am the beginning and the end. Do you feel lucky? Are you my friend? I have lost contact with one hundred and forty four thousand buddies of mine and I must find them. The contact is telepathic so fakers abstain. These guys and Gals have had seven years of tribulation and persecution by the great dragon and have survived. It is time for them to receive their reward. If I recall correctly we shall rule the earth together. I am looking for people who have had their hearts circumcised and they will immediately recognize my voice. I got their names recorded somewhere I just haven't located the book yet. I think my father has to hand it to me. Not a bad days work.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3785599398104533326?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3785599398104533326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3785599398104533326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/total-recall.html' title='Total Recall'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-5419256627559417815</id><published>2008-03-16T18:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:15:40.080+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The school of telepathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;We need to teach the skills of telepathy to one hundred and forty four thousand people. These are the people whose names are written in the lambs book of life. They are the ones who have an ear to hear the spirit. They have all been rejected and outcast in these last seven years and have overcome the adversary which is those who have a form of Godliness that is of he flesh. The great dragon ( the church) has persecuted them , now their time has come and they shall enter into their inheritance which is the kingdom of God. One hundred and forty four thousand kings. What a gathering that shall be. We are one. There will be some who will try to fake it but their names shall not be writen in the lambs book of life and will easily be rooted out.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-5419256627559417815?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5419256627559417815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/5419256627559417815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/school-of-telepathy.html' title='The school of telepathy'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-4109891409698348286</id><published>2008-03-16T18:14:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:14:34.212+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God in his infinite wisdom had a plan. He would show up in the middle of it and not only teach us about everything in the days when technology was rudimentary but program himself into the high tech future. The lessons that he taught a stone age people were really a prophecy about the future, about now. He programmed himself into the future. Sure the miracles were real because they had to be remembered for eternity but they were not just a miraculous road show for God to show off his powers or to collect spectator money. They were prophetic announcements about the future which is now. The opening of the eyes of the blind was about opening the spiritual eyes of men. The spit rubbed in the eye is an offense to the flesh. The opening of the ear of the deaf is about opening the spiritual ear so that we can hear God's thoughts. The cleansing of the lepers is about cleansing the flesh of the putrefaction of the death of religion. That is why he said to the cleansed lepers go show yourselves to the priests that they may see what God has done for you. It was undoing what the priests had done. These things are happening today by and through his chosen people. I hope you have a part in his program and not be left out in the darkness.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-4109891409698348286?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4109891409698348286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/4109891409698348286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/program.html' title='The Program'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-8217339643985463967</id><published>2008-03-16T18:14:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:14:01.610+09:00</updated><title type='text'>God R us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Where is God? Well he is not out there where religion tells us he is he is in us. It is this realization that changes the world. Realization comes from the word reality and it is a revelation of reality. A revelation comes from God like and understanding that previously escaped us. Like a lifting of a veil of misunderstanding that concealed the understanding. Of course God placed the veil there and he is the one to remove it like lifting the veil of the bride on the wedding night. It is Christ in you that is the manifestation of this unveiling and you become God as equal to God. The changing of your mind is the changing of this world. Be good Gods.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-8217339643985463967?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8217339643985463967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/8217339643985463967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/god-r-us.html' title='God R us'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-227384586832304853</id><published>2008-03-16T18:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:13:23.189+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Offended by the Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I went to a used goods shop today to ask how much I could get for a watch that I got for free. He asked me what it was worth I told him that it was a stainless steel chronometer made in Switzerland and that it was worth 8900 $ new. I had gotten five years of perfect timing out of it. Not only that but I had learned the discipline of winding it everyday. I got about 3500$ out of it never having spent a cent on it. Then I spent 35$ on a cheap quartz watch to keep time. As I inspected the watch I realized that it was brand new. So my guess is that someone received a free gift and got offended by the cheapness of it and went to sell it for cheaper. Now nothing is cheaper than that which is received for free. Salvation is a free gift but I know many religious minded people who get offended by this idea. Somehow they want to feel like they deserved salvation and the concept of it being free and for all men not only offends them but puts them out of business.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-227384586832304853?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/227384586832304853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/227384586832304853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/offended-by-gift.html' title='Offended by the Gift'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-2203487617692026829</id><published>2008-03-16T18:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:12:31.570+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The mystery of the ages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this great mystery that is about to unfold to an astonished world? It is Christ of course but not the Christ that you have made in your image but Christ in you. That means that you must do some change in thinking by putting on the mind of Christ. What is the mind of Christ? It is the crown of glory that you receive upon entering the kingdom. How does this crown work since it must have a function? Well it works by telepathy. It is telepathy that unites all the members of the body of Christ together and they shall be of one mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-2203487617692026829?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2203487617692026829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/2203487617692026829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/mystery-of-ages.html' title='The mystery of the ages'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2506256379974731451.post-3565384554861746786</id><published>2008-03-16T18:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:11:27.058+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Gravity is the weakest force in the universe. It so weak that it actually defies all attempts of scientists to measure it. They attribute a mathematical value to it but cannot prove it. Yet it encompasses the whole universe and nothing can stop it. Even the smallest particle has a gravitational effect on giant bodies. So it is with love, it cannot be measured but it is said that perfect love conquers all. Since we are more than conquerors we must ponder the gravity of love.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2506256379974731451-3565384554861746786?l=sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3565384554861746786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2506256379974731451/posts/default/3565384554861746786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sigmundivarsson.blogspot.com/2008/03/gravity-of-love.html' title='Gravity of Love'/><author><name>Sigmund Ivarsson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13971180359138391420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PCqyPl_hF7s/R9ncwFVSwpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZMZvZqwhb_U/S220/93b2448260d2629c583e6ffdba8d5139434208_t.png'/></author></entry></feed>
