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	<title>Comments on: Dying to Live</title>
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	<description>because life will find a way.....</description>
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		<title>By: Tammy Hickman</title>
		<link>http://seanmcmillanproductions.com/2007/04/05/dying-to-live/#comment-66</link>
		<author>Tammy Hickman</author>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 00:12:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I realized at the age of 31 that I could not make it without God. I often wondered why I was living and what made me get up, what motivated me. I didn't have an answer. I always thought about what would be the right thing to say when and if I was ever asked. Still no answer. I was running for my life when I came to God. I had black dogs chasing me and I could not shake them. When I finally gave my life whole heartedly  to God I found peace and love that I had never felt in my entire life. I realized that I had allowed man to take away who I thought I was. The new life that I have in Christ inspires me to bless everyone that I come into contact with. Most of all it let's me know that I am loved just as I am. The fact that he died for me and my children and their children, is enough just to wake up with the opportunity to praise him and bless his name again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I realized at the age of 31 that I could not make it without God. I often wondered why I was living and what made me get up, what motivated me. I didn&#8217;t have an answer. I always thought about what would be the right thing to say when and if I was ever asked. Still no answer. I was running for my life when I came to God. I had black dogs chasing me and I could not shake them. When I finally gave my life whole heartedly  to God I found peace and love that I had never felt in my entire life. I realized that I had allowed man to take away who I thought I was. The new life that I have in Christ inspires me to bless everyone that I come into contact with. Most of all it let&#8217;s me know that I am loved just as I am. The fact that he died for me and my children and their children, is enough just to wake up with the opportunity to praise him and bless his name again.</p>
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		<title>By: JACQUELINE</title>
		<link>http://seanmcmillanproductions.com/2007/04/05/dying-to-live/#comment-36</link>
		<author>JACQUELINE</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 21:36:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This entry reminded me of a track by Biggie and Pac called Runnin' (Dyin to live).  The chorus says something like:

Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight 
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight 
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try 
Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die

I have to admit there are times while visiting the G.S. community, those words are echoing in my head when I enter.  The annointing on Dr. Sean &#38; the Praise team are medicine for my spirit.   

What am I living for?  Man that's a hard one to answer.  Sometimes I'm moving by faith, sometimes I'm moving by sheer obedience, rarely running, sometimes walking, often times crawling...but the STEPS are onward and upward with God's help. This solider won't quit until I hear God say, "Mission Accomplished"...

There's got to be more to life than the misdeeds of my youth and adulthood attempts at recovery... Anyway, thanks for acknowledging that "Walking it out" is easier said than done...that makes the mission more bearable when giving up is an impossible option. (JJ)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This entry reminded me of a track by Biggie and Pac called Runnin&#8217; (Dyin to live).  The chorus says something like:</p>
<p>Why am I fighting to live, if I&#8217;m just living to fight<br />
Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight<br />
Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try<br />
Why am I dying to live, if I&#8217;m just living to die</p>
<p>I have to admit there are times while visiting the G.S. community, those words are echoing in my head when I enter.  The annointing on Dr. Sean &amp; the Praise team are medicine for my spirit.   </p>
<p>What am I living for?  Man that&#8217;s a hard one to answer.  Sometimes I&#8217;m moving by faith, sometimes I&#8217;m moving by sheer obedience, rarely running, sometimes walking, often times crawling&#8230;but the STEPS are onward and upward with God&#8217;s help. This solider won&#8217;t quit until I hear God say, &#8220;Mission Accomplished&#8221;&#8230;</p>
<p>There&#8217;s got to be more to life than the misdeeds of my youth and adulthood attempts at recovery&#8230; Anyway, thanks for acknowledging that &#8220;Walking it out&#8221; is easier said than done&#8230;that makes the mission more bearable when giving up is an impossible option. (JJ)</p>
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