<?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-1387910224287432101</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:49:19.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-7239510246263933422</id><published>2008-06-16T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:56:03.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Sets or Pride</title><content type='html'>Why do our mind sets hold us back from the truth? Why do we let an addiction become our identity? I ran into a man named James Friday night how kept believing he was an alcoholic even after he repented and renounced alcohol. Why do we who have these mind sets or addictions believe that is who we are? Are they not just something that we use to ease the pain or to coupe with a problem? I know that You are all powerful and nothing is bigger than You. But why dose what we think about our selves hold us? Why does it hold us from getting our healing or deliverance? Was there not true repentance? Was there not true surrender to You? Is our pride standing in the way of us receiving our gift of victory, freedom, and identity? Is it the pride of thinking that we can fix it on our own, or is it that we truly believe that we need these things? They only bring momentary satisfaction to ease the pain of not having Your love in every part of our life. Why do we use these tools of momentary satisfaction to hide our pain? Are we afraid to run to You? The one that drops every thing in less than a heart beat just to hear our heart’s cry. The One that knows all our needs before we do. Why do we let our pride get in the way of us receiving the cry of our heart, which is to have your Love manifest in our lives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Papa help me to let You have every part of me. I know I will kick and scream. I know that I will try to in-force my free will. I know that here will be some discomfort in the proses. But it is all worth it. Every once of pain, every tear, and ever scarey moment of the Journey. Because I know that when I go through these things I become more like you, my light burns a little bit brighter, You get a little more glory, and the most important part is I get to see first hand Your heart for me and who You are. With out You in my life I’m nothing, but with You in my life there is nothing that can not be over come. I thank You for choosing me for this journey. Thank You for all Your love you so willing poor out on me. It means so much to me. My words don’t do it justice to how grateful I’m to have You as a Friend and as my Beloved. Thank You! Thank You! You truly are my everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-7239510246263933422?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/7239510246263933422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=7239510246263933422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/7239510246263933422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/7239510246263933422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2008/06/mind-sets-or-pride.html' title='Mind Sets or Pride'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-5309005902806021545</id><published>2008-04-26T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:44:03.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Who Ever Is Reading This</title><content type='html'>Peace and Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take heart in the fact that Jesus is the King of King, He is coming soon, and we have won! We have been empowered and given authority over all things to bring Heaven to earth. Enjoy your time hear on earth because it is a once in a life time opportunity to bring heaven to earth and to show others the Love of the King. There is nothing on earth or in hell that can take that a way from you. But if you do think for a second that there is, my I suggest that you look to the cross were everything was took en care of. There was nothing left undone, remember that. Nothing, nothing at all. Your past, present, and future all bought and pay for in full by the One who Loves you more then words can say. Thank you Jesus!! Thank you Papa! You rock my socks off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-5309005902806021545?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/5309005902806021545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=5309005902806021545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/5309005902806021545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/5309005902806021545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-who-ever-is-reading-this.html' title='To Who Ever Is Reading This'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-2282210615709299622</id><published>2008-04-19T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:34:34.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That I thought I Would Never See In Cali</title><content type='html'>There are just a few things I thought I would have never see in Cali:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The grass being long enough to cut in Feb.&lt;br /&gt;2. Snow&lt;br /&gt;3. a Snowman&lt;br /&gt;4. School canceled because of snow&lt;br /&gt;5. 120 people healed in a Sunday night meeting&lt;br /&gt;6. Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is crazy the places you will go and the things you will do when you are in Love with someone. Love makes you do crazy things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Move away from everyone and everything you love&lt;br /&gt;2. Go places you thought you would never go&lt;br /&gt;3. Do things you thought were impossible&lt;br /&gt;4. Find out who you are&lt;br /&gt;5. Put others before yourself&lt;br /&gt;6. Give away everything you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this and more. All it took was one touch. It is amazing what Love will do to a person. Thank You Papa for making the greatest sacrifice, so i could get to know You, Jesus and the Holy Spirit. My words can't tell You how much it means to me. I could try, but I could not do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from a missions trip to Tepic, Mexico. I would have to say it was the best missions trip I have ever been on. On the trip I saw a small glimpse of what I have been call to do. I got to see Heaven invade earth for about 3 hours strait. Were people were getting healed, saved, and delivered all in one shot. People would come right up to us and ask for prayer. We got to make a major impact on people, a church body, city, and nation. All because we are in Love! What an amazing deal! And that was only one of our nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You so much Papa for choosing me before I chose You! It was so awesome to be your hands, feet, and mouth to your children. Thank You! Thank You! It was a honor to be a contact point for heaven to come to earth! Thank You! Thank You! I Love You so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-2282210615709299622?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/2282210615709299622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=2282210615709299622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/2282210615709299622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/2282210615709299622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2008/04/things-that-i-thought-i-would-never-see.html' title='Things That I thought I Would Never See In Cali'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-5624256495731942602</id><published>2007-11-23T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T12:00:11.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a little while...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for taking so long to post. I have been a little busy with work, school, homework, and the most important spending time with God. The prayer house at Bethel is amazing! I just want to spend the rest of your life there (even though I shouldn't HAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!!). School has been really awesome. Learning a lot. One of the most exciting moments was when we got our Jack Hayford commentary, at least it was for me. I don't think that to many people know what it was at first, but I did. It made my day (HAAHAHAHA!!!!). It is the small things that bring the most joy. So never neglect the small things. They usually lay the foundation for the big things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... right now I'm in Washington. A group of 8 has came to spread the love, peace, and joy of God to a town called Stanwood. We put on a mini con.. Which lasted three days. It was awesome!! Many hearts and minds were touched and about 7 people got healed. Thank you Jesus you are so awesome!!! I can't thank you enough for all you have done and continue to do. You amaze me every day. thank you!!! thank you!! thank you!! There is no other like you. I love you so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have one more con. day left and that is this Sun.. I think it is a Four Square church. Not to sure. It really don't matter much. The only thing that matters is that it is all about Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head home on Mon. Which is about 11 hours away. ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yah a little while back I went to see the Redwoods. That was so amazing. If you ever get the chance, go. It will blow your mind. You will ask your self the question, " Were are the dinosaurs? " .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-5624256495731942602?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/5624256495731942602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=5624256495731942602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/5624256495731942602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/5624256495731942602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-has-been-little-while.html' title='It has been a little while...'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-6068920258810298021</id><published>2007-09-20T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:52:44.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have made it to cali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyH7ImrvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_s3sCwa4oJY/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyH7ImrvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_s3sCwa4oJY/s400/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112485113709899506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyILImrwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bxA-DtA7hKE/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyILImrwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bxA-DtA7hKE/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112485118004866818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyILImrxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XPYqt09M_eU/s1600-h/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyILImrxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XPYqt09M_eU/s400/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112485118004866834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyIbImryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6sXZBK6NLJI/s1600-h/IMG_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyIbImryI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6sXZBK6NLJI/s400/IMG_0313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112485122299834146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in las vegas make some money before i went to school. i have to raise about 8000 to cover the coast of living. i only have 2700. which will cover about 3 month. so im praying to get a job that will provide more than enough to live on. i know that will happen. i just have to be patient and trust in God to provide. so im really jumping off the edge of the cliff. it is really weird for me not to have every thing in its place. i guess that is what you call giving over control to God. i have to laugh because my flesh is freaking out but my spirit is at peace. saying it is all good. it fells a little weird but all in all it is all good. i know that God will provide because He provided a place for me to live when i did not have one. i didnt tell you that story did i. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i was in salt lake city and was looking at how money was doing and notice that it was low. so i went strait to redding to see if i could get a job ans find a place to live but could not. i stayed in redding for about 4 day the first in a hotel and the last three in my car. i left there wed after noon after nothing was panning to go to vegas. i thought at lest there i would be able to earn some money. so i left stated to have car trouble on the way there. got the car to work so i went on. got to vegas around 3am and sleep in a church parking lot. got at 6am to go sign the book. sign the book but didnt get out. my brother gives me a call all most as soon as i was none at the hall. he asked me how i was doing and i broke i started to cry but was holding it back so i could tell him what was going on. so i told him that i really did have any money i did have a place to stay i didnt know anyone and i did know what to do. i reached the end of my rope. had nothing felt. he said that i should go back to the church were i slept to see if they could help so i did. i tried about 3 or 4 doors before i found the one that let me in. when i got in i ran into this lady named lindsey. she asked me if she could help me and that is when i totally lost it. i told her my story and what i was doing. she checked out the story found out that i was not lying. mean while as lindzy was checking out me story she intro me to her so to me hubby Jeremy. ( that made me laugh in side because he has the same name as my brother ) so now im staying at his place. so it has awesome to see God just open doors for me. so i cant wait to see what awesome things God is going to do at school . it is going to be amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i thank all of you how are praying for me back home your prays do make a difference and they mean a great deal to me. so thank you very very very much. i throw a big thank you out to Jeremy Bosma and so to wife Lindsey (Moes) Bosma. Father i ask in the name of Jesus that you bless them, that you take them deep into you heart Father. i ask that you bring open doors for them that no man can close. Father a pray favor over there mirage and over there ministry. Father i thank you so much for putting them in my life, allowing me to get to know them, and allowing me to become there friends. thank you thank you Father you are truly amazing i love you heaps!!! amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-6068920258810298021?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/6068920258810298021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=6068920258810298021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/6068920258810298021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/6068920258810298021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-made-it-to-cali.html' title='I have made it to cali'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/RvMyH7ImrvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_s3sCwa4oJY/s72-c/IMG_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-3408352033029508616</id><published>2007-08-11T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T10:42:46.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4,5,6 of the Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/Rr302Xy_VZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5vs93Thd5Eg/s1600-h/0808071611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/Rr302Xy_VZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5vs93Thd5Eg/s400/0808071611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097499568191264146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellowstone was amazing. I wish I could have spent more time there, but I must keep going. I like Yellowstone but I think that the drive in from Cody was as stunning if not more stunning then Yellowstone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-3408352033029508616?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/3408352033029508616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=3408352033029508616' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/3408352033029508616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/3408352033029508616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-456-of-journey.html' title='Day 4,5,6 of the Journey'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1xIMacNaGc/Rr302Xy_VZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5vs93Thd5Eg/s72-c/0808071611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-6432038230904216500</id><published>2007-08-08T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:17:08.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 of the Journey</title><content type='html'>Day three was very intense, beautiful, and tiring. I traveled over 450 miles and every place I went I was captivated by the Beauty of the land. Two of my favorite parts were the caves and the trip up the mountain. I Would have to say that the drive up the mountain was the sweetest and the most exciting thing I have ever done in my life. It was awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-6432038230904216500?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/6432038230904216500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=6432038230904216500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/6432038230904216500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/6432038230904216500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-3-of-journey.html' title='Day 3 of the Journey'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-1346054616096284171</id><published>2007-08-06T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:19:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 of the Journey</title><content type='html'>I'm still in South Dakota. I'm roughly 25 miles from Mt. Rushmore. Today I went through the Badlands they were very beautiful. Wait a minute. I would have to say they were more than beautiful, they were captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=1&amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;verse=10&amp;version=49&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Genesis 1:10&lt;/a&gt;  God called the dry land earth, and the gathering of the waters He called seas; and God saw that it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=34&amp;amp;verse=8&amp;version=49&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Psalm 34:8&lt;/a&gt;  O taste and see that the LORD is good;How blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-1346054616096284171?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/1346054616096284171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=1346054616096284171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/1346054616096284171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/1346054616096284171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-2-of-journey.html' title='Day 2 of the Journey'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-7505809645194262139</id><published>2007-08-05T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T08:08:01.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of the Journey</title><content type='html'>After a little bit of a delay I have finally started the journey to Redding, CA. After driving roughly 875 miles, I can say I'm really tired. I have never driven that long before. It has been an amazing trip so far. I have had little to no traffic. ( Thank you Jesus! ) Driven through 7 states and have crossed the mighty Mississippi rive. I would have never thought that I would have ever done that. As I look back at my short, but intense walk with Jesus. I'm amazed at the things He has changed in my heart and the places He has takes me. None of which I thought I would ever happen. It is amazing what kind of things happen when you just let go. I was a hard, angry, vengeful, worried, scared, not confident, sad, depressed, and longing for some thing not knowing what it was. I went though most of my life tiring to fill these things with working out, sports, friends, drinking, pornography, and sex. I did all these things none of them gave me the peace, joy, confidence, strength, mercy, grace, and most important love that my Jesus has. Many would say that I'm crazy for saying that some invisible person / thing has done all this for me. I would gladly and proudly stand up and shot, "Yes!, Yes! He has given all this to me and much more!" It is crazy the things you will do when you fall in love with someone. Jesus I can't thank you enough for all that you have done and will do. You are truly amazing and I love you so much. I thank you for all the awesome friends and family you have given me. They have touch my life in such an awe-inspiring way. Words would not do it justice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-7505809645194262139?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/7505809645194262139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=7505809645194262139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/7505809645194262139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/7505809645194262139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-1-of-journey.html' title='Day 1 of the Journey'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-1333757241287803585</id><published>2007-07-28T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T15:03:53.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before i leave (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;A Psalm of Fearless Trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Psalm of David. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1The LORD is my light and my salvation; Whom shall I fear? The LORD is the defense of my life; Whom shall I dread?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2When evildoers came upon me to devour my flesh, My adversaries and my enemies, they stumbled and fell. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3Though a host encamp against me, My heart will not fear; Though war arise against me, In spite of this I shall be confident.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek: That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, To behold the beauty of the LORD And to meditate in His temple. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5For in the day of trouble He will conceal me in His tabernacle; In the secret place of His tent He will hide me; He will lift me up on a rock. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6And now my head will be lifted up above my enemies around me, And I will offer in His tent sacrifices with shouts of joy; I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the LORD. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice, And be gracious to me and answer me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8When You said, "Seek My face," my heart said to You,"Your face, O LORD, I shall seek." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9Do not hide Your face from me, Do not turn Your servant away in anger; You have been my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help; Do not abandon me nor forsake me, O God of my salvation! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;10For my father and my mother have forsaken me, But the LORD will take me up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11Teach me Your way, O LORD, And lead me in a level path Because of my foes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12Do not deliver me over to the desire of my adversaries, For false witnesses have risen against me, And such as breathe out violence. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD In the land of the living.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distractions:  a thing that diverts attention,  cause ( something ) to seem less valuable or impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pack my things to leave for Redding, Cal. . I run into so many things that could distract me, and some that do. Some times I get right back on track. And other time it takes me on a hour long journey that makes me feel like I have done nothing. I wonder about these distractions. If on this trip will I get distracted or will I get taken away by the beauty of God. Will I let the traffic, finding a place to stay, eating, getting lost, or just the drive distract me. Is the sun set, the scenery, and the walking with God going to be enough to keep form being distracted. Will the shear beauty of the Lord captivate me, or will I become consumed by the distractions. I don't know. I quess I shouldn't ask the question if I will get distracted, but  how long will I let myself be. I quess that is the question you have to ask your self with anything. When it comes to going deeper with God. Sometime the greatest things that God has given us can distract us from truely going deeper in His love. Some times I wounder if He gives us the desires of our hearts only to see if we will give them back to Him. I don't think that God dose this to be mean, but to see if we really love Him more or the desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-1333757241287803585?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/1333757241287803585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=1333757241287803585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/1333757241287803585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/1333757241287803585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-i-leave-2.html' title='before i leave (2)'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1387910224287432101.post-8779317258364912160</id><published>2007-07-22T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T09:07:01.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before i leave</title><content type='html'>I feel like I have a lot to do before I leave. And things keep hindering me from doing them. One would say I'm allowing them to stop me. Another would say that they are there for a reason and a purpose that I yet don't know of. And yet another would say that I'm just being lazy and not doing my work. I would have to agree with the later. A part of me is gun ho about packing up and leaving, but there is this other side of me that is winning the war right at this every moment in time. That is the part of me that just wants to settle. The bad thing is I know that I have been call to more than to just settle . We all have if we believe in Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior. It is just some times we don't want to lean on Jesus for help, understanding, or wisdom in things. Because we think that we can do it on our own. And at that every moment we think that we end up settling. You may not always physically settle but you always spiritually settle for what you can humanly produce. Not really getting what was truly intended for you to have by Jesus. You also miss the opportunity for Jesus to be glorified and honored through your thoughts and actions. Jesus is so willing and longing to be our everything. I think that He waits, yearns, and longs for us to give our selves up, so He can come along side us to show His love to us and through us. So I guess all i can say is don't settle don't settle for the norm even though that is what our natural tenancy is to do. No i don't ask you. I beg you not to settle. Imagine your walk and the kingdom if you never settled again. What an amazing thing it would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1387910224287432101-8779317258364912160?l=kengattes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/feeds/8779317258364912160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1387910224287432101&amp;postID=8779317258364912160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/8779317258364912160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1387910224287432101/posts/default/8779317258364912160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kengattes.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-i-leave.html' title='before i leave'/><author><name>ken gattes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07882195569189470662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
