<?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-1378229173853660667</id><updated>2012-02-01T07:24:17.294-08:00</updated><category term='determination'/><category term='finishing'/><category term='God&apos;s provision'/><category term='Bible study'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='Ladies event'/><category term='brunch'/><category term='Praise'/><category term='Speech'/><category term='Christian growth'/><category term='Give away'/><category term='heart'/><category term='hospitality'/><title type='text'>Law of Kindness</title><subtitle type='html'>Kind words - "She opens her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness."  Proverbs 31:26</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2611355320270757757</id><published>2012-01-21T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T14:55:00.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Crafting</title><content type='html'>I have fretted, literally, since we stored away the Christmas decorations, because my front door has been NAKED!&amp;nbsp; I put up a "fall" wreath before we ever got to move in - and then, of course the Christmas wreath. But what does a January, or winter wreath look like????&lt;br /&gt;
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After looking and looking, I decided to go ahead to Valentine's Day.&amp;nbsp; I found the decoration on Pinterest that I loved - but it has taken me two weeks to get the supplies (our town is very small, and even the one nearest us - had nothing).&amp;nbsp; Finally got everything yesterday and last night I went to work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Voila!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KklVkOT94o/TxtAfkFFsII/AAAAAAAAAhk/a9bkchyg-AY/s1600/Valentine+door+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KklVkOT94o/TxtAfkFFsII/AAAAAAAAAhk/a9bkchyg-AY/s320/Valentine+door+3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Notice my turquoise mailbox?&amp;nbsp; It used to be black - I love the pop of color!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the close-up - I love the ruffly look and the way it feels...&lt;br /&gt;
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It's not perfect - but it's exactly what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;
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Will share my other weekend craft next time!&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2611355320270757757?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2611355320270757757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2611355320270757757&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2611355320270757757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2611355320270757757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-crafting.html' title='January Crafting'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_KklVkOT94o/TxtAfkFFsII/AAAAAAAAAhk/a9bkchyg-AY/s72-c/Valentine+door+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3164115673051005046</id><published>2012-01-10T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:37:12.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to the Thunder</title><content type='html'>As usual, I just woke up...I've fallen asleep in the recliner...missed the ending of Chopped...who won?&lt;br /&gt;
Never mind - it really doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's raining (pouring) outside and as I sit here, I can hear the train whistle in the distance.&amp;nbsp; It's thundering...that slow, distant rumble...and at times, that crackle that tells you&amp;nbsp; there is lightning somewhere too.&amp;nbsp; Do sounds bring back memories to you?&amp;nbsp; They do to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thunder makes me think of...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My kids coming and crawling into bed with us (when they were small)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Lying in bed at my Grandmother McMahan's (Ma)...in the hot summertime...it was SO dark...crickets (or was it frogs?)chirping...going to the dreaded storm cellar&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Watching the night sky for tornadoes when we lived in Denmark, AR&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Just loving a steady summer rain&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The 12" snow we got in Batesville the year Cary was born...how it thundered! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It's the "angels bowling"...it is "God giving us water"...all the things I used to tell my children when they were afraid...singing Philippians 4:8&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Listening to the thunder, I'm reminded of those who have no home...or who are cold and wet...or hungry...or in despair...or lonely.&amp;nbsp; I am so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3164115673051005046?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3164115673051005046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3164115673051005046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3164115673051005046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3164115673051005046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2012/01/listening-to-thunder.html' title='Listening to the Thunder'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3129080103427299769</id><published>2011-12-27T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:51:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Musings</title><content type='html'>Just some thoughts as Christmas comes to an end:&lt;br /&gt;
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This was one of the best ever.&amp;nbsp; All our children and grandchildren were here - spent the night too!&amp;nbsp; Alex said, "I bet it's been 25 years since everyone was here overnight."&amp;nbsp; He's right.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord gave us a bigger house - and everyone has been so excited to be able to come to Granny and Papa's for the first time in 4 years.&amp;nbsp; Thanksgiving was wonderful - and Christmas was even better. We had every couch full, all the little kids' cots, the daybed and trundle, 3 blow-up beds, and even some of the recliners - then the 4 biggest grandsons slept on the living room rug after having an xbox marathon until 3 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;
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Jill noticed that Chris was trying to win an IPad and asked if we would like to all go together and surprise him with one.&amp;nbsp; Of course, we did and we could all hardly wait until we could watch him open it.&amp;nbsp; Priceless.&amp;nbsp; He was "blown away".&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Homemade waffles for breakfast (except Jackson and Millie who ate Fruity Pebbles). Warmed up left-overs for lunch. Then everyone stayed as long as they could and one by one left during the day.&amp;nbsp; Made the usual "let-down" after Christmas so much less!&lt;br /&gt;
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Our friend and in-law...Gerry's dad, Gerald, went home to be with Jesus Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; How our hearts ache for Gerry, Sheila, Chad and Wendy - and all the family.&amp;nbsp; Our grandsons were somber when they first arrived and red-eyed.&amp;nbsp; We know they are all heartbroken... but Gerald?&amp;nbsp; He is whole, happy and rejoicing with all those in heaven.&amp;nbsp; Again, someone will be meeting our little April before we do.&amp;nbsp; I get teary every time I think on it all.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many things we cannot understand, but this I know - God is good.&amp;nbsp; He is faithful.&amp;nbsp; His Word stands forever.&amp;nbsp; We are counting on it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3129080103427299769?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3129080103427299769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3129080103427299769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3129080103427299769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3129080103427299769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-musings.html' title='Christmas Musings'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4962558634153257098</id><published>2011-11-02T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T05:18:19.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And two months later...</title><content type='html'>Here I am again.&amp;nbsp; I don't know where the past two months have gone.&amp;nbsp; That's one thing about time...it passes...and then it's forever gone.&amp;nbsp; Our life is kind of on hiatus right now. Everything has come to a little bit of a standstill.&amp;nbsp; Jay had 5 bypasses in his heart 2 weeks ago today.&amp;nbsp; He is doing so well, and I have become his nurse.&amp;nbsp; It's a privilege to do so.&amp;nbsp; I can tell how he is by what he focuses on.&amp;nbsp; At first, he was in so much pain - he didn't focus on anything else, naturally.&amp;nbsp; Now, his leg has begun to get some of his attention.&amp;nbsp; I know his boredom will be next!&lt;br /&gt;
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God is so good.&amp;nbsp; We are trying to listen and see what He wants to show us about Himself during this "down" time. &lt;br /&gt;
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One blessing in all this is that we've gotten to see our children and grandchildren a whole lot MORE!&amp;nbsp; I have laughed more in the past two weeks than in a long time.&amp;nbsp; Our youngest grandchildren are 2, 2 and almost 4 and what a hoot! So funny...a delight.&amp;nbsp; Our children are awesome.&amp;nbsp; I've always known it, and they just prove it over and over again.&amp;nbsp; They are showing their parents how much they love us...and "requiting" us above and beyond their raising, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;
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The outpouring of prayer on Jay's behalf has also been amazing.&amp;nbsp; This is why he is doing so well. Our church family has been so faithful to pray, bring food and send cards...some 3 and 4 times! They are taking care of us. &lt;br /&gt;
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We praise God for His love...His mercy that is new every morning...His grace that enables us.&amp;nbsp; How can we keep from praising His Name?&amp;nbsp; We are SO blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4962558634153257098?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4962558634153257098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4962558634153257098&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4962558634153257098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4962558634153257098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-two-months-later.html' title='And two months later...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7541742189199475</id><published>2011-08-31T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T06:27:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour Out</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel guilty for talking so much when you are in your prayer time?&amp;nbsp; I often struggle to listen, I'm so busy talking!&amp;nbsp; My K-Love verse this morning...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ~ Psalm 62:8, NLT &lt;br /&gt;
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There it is...straight from the Word.&amp;nbsp; Pouring out my heart to Him is not a bad thing...in fact, He tells&amp;nbsp;me to do it!&amp;nbsp; It shows where my trust is...Who I am depending upon...where my refuge is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So, just pour out your heart.&amp;nbsp; He loves to hear us.&amp;nbsp; He loves to answer us.&amp;nbsp; He is our refuge.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank You, Father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7541742189199475?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7541742189199475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7541742189199475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7541742189199475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7541742189199475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/08/pour-out.html' title='Pour Out'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4645234985706095835</id><published>2011-08-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T06:50:52.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PRAYER</title><content type='html'>As I drove to work this morning, I listened to K-Love as always - singing&lt;br /&gt;
along and praising the Lord.&amp;nbsp; At the appointed time, the news came on. I &lt;br /&gt;
admit I was "hearing", not necessarily "listening", until the newscaster began&lt;br /&gt;
sharing about the upcoming 9-11&amp;nbsp;memorial service to be held in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;
She shared that this year, there will be no prayer at the service. Let me&lt;br /&gt;
repeat that...NO&amp;nbsp;PRAYER.&amp;nbsp; Suddenly, my ears perked up and I was &lt;br /&gt;
listening.&amp;nbsp; They do not want to offend any of the participating clergy...so&lt;br /&gt;
NO PRAYER this year.&amp;nbsp; There will be spiritual readings (whatever that&lt;br /&gt;
means) but NO PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember well 9-11.&amp;nbsp; Have you seen the newspaper ads that ask, &lt;br /&gt;
"Where were you on 9-11?"&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you, like me, can recite exactly&lt;br /&gt;
where you were and every detail of that day.&amp;nbsp; 9-11 is what we call a&lt;br /&gt;
"life-changing" event.&amp;nbsp; Everything in our world changed that day.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Sunday following 9-11, there were strangers in our service at church.&lt;br /&gt;
There were scared folks...people wanting us to baptize their babies (we don't&lt;br /&gt;
do this by the way)...people seeking comfort, peace, and security.&amp;nbsp; It is not&lt;br /&gt;
strange that they turned to the church...that as a nation we cried out to GOD!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
For a few weeks, maybe months people looked to God.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another familiar statement you hear and read is, "NEVER FORGET".&amp;nbsp; This&lt;br /&gt;
morning I realized that as a nation, we have forgotten.&amp;nbsp; We have forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
Who our Source is...we have forgotten only God can give us true peace and&lt;br /&gt;
security.&amp;nbsp; We have forgotten how we cried out to Him in our national distress.&lt;br /&gt;
We have forgotten the lesson of 9-11.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are more concerned with offending men, than with offending the God of&lt;br /&gt;
the Universe - our Creator - the "one with whom we have to do."&amp;nbsp; My heart&lt;br /&gt;
hurts and is so heavy with this realization.&amp;nbsp; God may have allowed 9-11 as our&lt;br /&gt;
wake-up call...to bring our nation back to Him...our last chance.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have forgotten.&amp;nbsp; NO PRAYER.&amp;nbsp; Sad...sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4645234985706095835?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4645234985706095835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4645234985706095835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4645234985706095835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4645234985706095835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-prayer.html' title='NO PRAYER'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2452059708772650684</id><published>2011-07-27T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:08:21.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things</title><content type='html'>I didn't look up the reference, but in scripture God says He will do a "new" thing.&amp;nbsp; Lately, it seems every day or so, I've been struck with the thought or idea of God doing a new thing.&amp;nbsp; I know God loves variety, He planned individuality.&amp;nbsp; He has made every person unique and I believe every animal and plant - every living thing has it's own individuality. Even the stars are unique and He calls them by name!&amp;nbsp; So, I know He likes "different". &lt;br /&gt;
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We, on the other hand, like "same" - to some degree.&amp;nbsp; Same means we know what to expect.&amp;nbsp; Same means no surprises.&amp;nbsp; Same means comfort and security.&amp;nbsp; We seem to carry this desire for "same" into everything God does as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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God is always working - do you believe that?&amp;nbsp; I do.&amp;nbsp; Yet, I don't always see or know where He is working.&amp;nbsp; Maybe one reason I can't see Him, is because He is doing something "NEW"!&amp;nbsp; What a concept that is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
When someone believes they are following the Lord's direction and they try to do something "new" - too often the response of those around them is negative.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; I'm not positive, but I fear it is simply because we like "same".&lt;br /&gt;
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I am beginning to understand that God does new things all the time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A church&amp;nbsp;is planted and if they experience any measure of success...they write a book and everyone rushes out to do exactly what they did.&amp;nbsp; What if God is wanting to something "new" in every single church?&amp;nbsp; Oh my.&amp;nbsp; That would mean we would have to communicate with Him and listen for His leading.&amp;nbsp; We might look different...do something different than anyone else in the whole world.&amp;nbsp; We might have to exercise faith, believe God for something we've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have&amp;nbsp;a new thing happening in our family right now.&amp;nbsp; Jill and Alex went through infertility and in-vitro to have Amelia 2+ years ago.&amp;nbsp; Well, this time - God decided to do something "new" - He blessed them with a pregnancy all on their own - quickly&amp;nbsp;- no outside help this time!&lt;br /&gt;
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I am praying that God will open my eyes...open my ears...help me to hear His leading - I want Him to do something "new" in my life and in my church...I invite Him to use me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Belinda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2452059708772650684?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2452059708772650684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2452059708772650684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2452059708772650684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2452059708772650684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-things.html' title='New Things'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4786665488124836324</id><published>2011-07-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T08:08:30.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Faith Arise</title><content type='html'>I come to this page fairly often, look at the date and think, "Man, I need to post something!"&amp;nbsp; I think a minute, and then say to myself, "Nah, I don't have anything worthwhile to say."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I write for another blog now as well, a commitment that takes priority over writing for this.&amp;nbsp; Today, I am going to share my other post...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let Faith Arise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I receive a daily scripture in email from K-Love radio every day. I saved this one and have read it several times this week: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For our present troubles are small and won't last very long. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yet they produce for us a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; glory that vastly outweighs them &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;and will last forever!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (2 Corinthians 4:17, NLT)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I am so thankful for the promises God makes to us in His word! These are the thoughts that thrill me to my core…that I cling to when trouble comes:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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· No matter how big my trouble seems…God says it is small.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
· My present trouble…is temporary!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
· This is the big one…this trouble will bring glory for me…Glory!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
· This glory is eternal. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chris Tomlin recently penned these lyrics:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;“Be still, there is a Healer&lt;br /&gt;
His love is deeper than the sea&lt;br /&gt;
His mercy, it is unfailing&lt;br /&gt;
His arms a fortress for the weak&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Let faith arise&lt;br /&gt;
Let faith arise&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I lift my hands to believe again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;You are my Refuge, You are my Strength&lt;br /&gt;
As I pour out my heart&lt;br /&gt;
These things I remember&lt;br /&gt;
You are faithful God, forever&lt;br /&gt;
Let faith arise...” &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When any trouble comes, we will flounder if our faith does not rise up within us. Faith arises as we remember and choose to believe the promises God has made. Hide His Word within Your heart so when trouble comes and you pour out your heart to Him - you will not spend one moment in doubt, or fear, or distress. The Holy Spirit will bring His Word to mind and you can choose to let your faith arise! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Belinda &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4786665488124836324?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4786665488124836324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4786665488124836324&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4786665488124836324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4786665488124836324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/07/let-faith-arise.html' title='Let Faith Arise'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2343494337048250198</id><published>2011-07-05T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:29:09.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to the Ministry</title><content type='html'>I saw a title just now, Married to the Ministry.&amp;nbsp; I am praying for those words of wisdom that describe my blog&amp;nbsp;right now.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am married to this guy...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqPI4-wruPQ/ThMwk6Em7nI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bZyAHQFqzIM/s1600/Memorial+Workday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqPI4-wruPQ/ThMwk6Em7nI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bZyAHQFqzIM/s320/Memorial+Workday.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--7My7uAwVIM/ThND1YO-EUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eeuNt6HbY34/s1600/Papa+and+Amelia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--7My7uAwVIM/ThND1YO-EUI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eeuNt6HbY34/s320/Papa+and+Amelia.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zkl1NssjMA/ThNFKEoIGqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/EguQILItg3Y/s1600/preacher+gear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zkl1NssjMA/ThNFKEoIGqI/AAAAAAAAAhg/EguQILItg3Y/s320/preacher+gear.jpg" width="142px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah, yeah ... this is that preacher fellow, the minister.&amp;nbsp; He wears many "hats", as do I.&amp;nbsp; He works hard, plays hard, preaches hard...strives to be there for his church members.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When one is "married" to the ministry, what does that mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ministry comes before me...therefore, I am not important?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ministry belongs to my spouse...not to me?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ministry takes all our time...I'd rather be doing something else?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ministry causes disappointments...it hurts?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ministry puts me in a proverbial fishbowl...I have no privacy?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;I'm not sure exactly what the problem is, but "Married to the Ministry" has a negative feeling to me.&lt;br /&gt;
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When God called Jay into ministry...He called me as well.&amp;nbsp; No, we are not co-pastors - this makes me&lt;br /&gt;
smile...almost laugh out loud.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I feel like a co-pastor.&amp;nbsp; Ministry can be very lonely, especially&lt;br /&gt;
for the minister.&amp;nbsp; I belong to Jesus, just like Jay does.&amp;nbsp; I have a calling, just like Jay does.&amp;nbsp; God knew &lt;br /&gt;
what He was doing when He called US to ministry.&amp;nbsp; We are in it&amp;nbsp;- together.&lt;br /&gt;
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Finding one's place in ministry is not always easy.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes there are preconceived notions of what&lt;br /&gt;
the minister's wife is and what she does or does not do.&amp;nbsp; Years ago, our pastor's wife told me, "My&lt;br /&gt;
job is to take care of the preacher."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's a good starting point for the minister's wife. &lt;br /&gt;
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We must set boundaries...limits.&amp;nbsp; We must set aside family time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ultimately it's like everything&amp;nbsp;in life -&lt;br /&gt;
we have to have balance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I believe if I do what Jesus asks me to do, there is enough time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I am out of balance...the things I'm passionate about can take over...and other things suffer.&lt;br /&gt;
When I take on things Jesus hasn't asked me to do...my time gets&amp;nbsp;out of whack.&amp;nbsp; When I surrender&lt;br /&gt;
to the opinions of others, I can be doing lots of things I am not supposed to be doing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That is not&lt;br /&gt;
the fault of "ministry" - that is my fault.&lt;br /&gt;
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Conversely, ministers must also set boundaries and limits.&amp;nbsp; Ministers need time off, family time...even&lt;br /&gt;
sabbaticals.&amp;nbsp; Carrying the load of others' lives and problems is particularly exhausting.&amp;nbsp; There is &lt;br /&gt;
tremendous responsibility in leading and teaching others the Word of God.&amp;nbsp; Some ministers are simply&lt;br /&gt;
work-a-holics and they would be if they were CEO's or engineers or mechanics.&amp;nbsp; That again is not&lt;br /&gt;
the fault of ministry.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, just for the record, this preacher's wife is Married to the Minister.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;
Belinda&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2343494337048250198?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2343494337048250198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2343494337048250198&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2343494337048250198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2343494337048250198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/07/married-to-ministry.html' title='Married to the Ministry'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LqPI4-wruPQ/ThMwk6Em7nI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bZyAHQFqzIM/s72-c/Memorial+Workday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8798302692486024967</id><published>2011-06-24T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T06:58:36.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RdndzXWC2sU/TgSXyRUPYJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/pbMmcZ0ZmN8/s1600/piano+prodigys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RdndzXWC2sU/TgSXyRUPYJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/pbMmcZ0ZmN8/s320/piano+prodigys.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kandace, Amelia, Millie, Jackson....the joy of grandchildren. &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-8798302692486024967?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/8798302692486024967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=8798302692486024967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8798302692486024967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8798302692486024967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/06/thousand-words.html' title='A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RdndzXWC2sU/TgSXyRUPYJI/AAAAAAAAAhU/pbMmcZ0ZmN8/s72-c/piano+prodigys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-145113259266481402</id><published>2011-05-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T09:24:51.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children Learn What They Live</title><content type='html'>This is a once commonly found poem written by&amp;nbsp; Dorothy Law Nolte, Ph.D and copyrighted in&lt;br /&gt;
1972.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember seeing it often, usually in poster form.&amp;nbsp; It always made me stop and evaluate&lt;br /&gt;
myself.&amp;nbsp; I was often found "lacking" and I would vow to do better.&amp;nbsp; You may remember it, or it&lt;br /&gt;
may well be "before your time".&amp;nbsp; Take a quick read...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with fairness, they learn justice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Children DO learn what they live.&amp;nbsp; God places them in homes to be formed and molded. His plan&lt;br /&gt;
is for godly parents to nurture and train them to love and serve Him - that is our purpose in this&lt;br /&gt;
life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, we parents have our own issues.&amp;nbsp; We get off track...forget our purpose as parents.&lt;br /&gt;
When this happens, we begin to teach our children that other things are most important...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;baseball&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;popularity&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;cheerleading&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;jobs and careers&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;MONEY&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;success&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;popularity&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;physical beauty&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;entertainment&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;recreation&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;golf&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Children learn that we're too busy.&amp;nbsp; They see what is important to us...and that's what they learn.&lt;br /&gt;
We can't fool them.&lt;br /&gt;
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Bill Gothard taught that the one thing parents desire is to be proud of their children...and the one&lt;br /&gt;
thing children desire from their parents - approval.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my favorite picture this week...&lt;br /&gt;
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I LOVE it... my granddaughter, Amelia, playing the piano with me.&amp;nbsp; Old, wrinkled, thin-skinned, age spotted hands - with tiny, perfect, soft as silk - sweet baby hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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I find we want to just "tell" our children what to do most of the time. But God says to "bring your children up in the &lt;em&gt;nurture&lt;/em&gt; and admonition of the Lord".&amp;nbsp; We are pretty good at admonishing...teaching/telling.&amp;nbsp; But nurturing has the idea of teaching by DOING with. We are teaching our&amp;nbsp;children by everything we do...they are listening...they are watching.&amp;nbsp; We have the opportunity to show them Christ's love 24/7, in fact...we are called to do so.&amp;nbsp; Our children are our #1 priority in ministry.&amp;nbsp;The old "quality" time is what is important will not cut it.&amp;nbsp; Our children need quality quantity time to be nurtured for the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth is our children will learn how to make a living, they'll make it. But they will not learn how&lt;br /&gt;
TO LIVE unless they are taught and that is our job - given to us by God. They are HIS inheritance&lt;br /&gt;
to us, the only eternal thing we have in this life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Amelia has been here at my house for&amp;nbsp; a couple of days.&amp;nbsp; She gets up and immediately, and I mean&lt;br /&gt;
IMMEDIATELY starts playing.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Why do children love to play?&amp;nbsp; They learn through playing.&lt;br /&gt;
They play house, they carry babydolls, they play cars, they build with blocks, they sing ....they build skills and learn as they play.&amp;nbsp;Children need to learn by &lt;em&gt;doing &lt;/em&gt;along-side the loving, guiding hands of their parents and grandparents.&amp;nbsp; This is nurturing. Oh yes, as the Granny - I have a part in this training too!&lt;br /&gt;
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"Lord, remind me that my grandchildren also learn what they live. When they come to Granny and Papa's,&amp;nbsp;help me nurture and give my&amp;nbsp;attention.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Remind me to&amp;nbsp;guide wisely&amp;nbsp;and show them our love and devotion to You. They are learning what they live."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-145113259266481402?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/145113259266481402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=145113259266481402&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/145113259266481402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/145113259266481402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/05/children-learn-what-they-live.html' title='Children Learn What They Live'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDcC4fvkVOs/TdJ8ELZAPvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/c11us874a_Q/s72-c/piano+hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-6349451558724160510</id><published>2011-05-14T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:21:54.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does One Do Without Family?</title><content type='html'>What does one do without family?&lt;br /&gt;
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I saw two men today&amp;nbsp;in two different locations on Interstate 55...walking...carrying all their belongings...seeking a ride.&amp;nbsp; I looked and my heart cried. I thought, "Do they have no family?"&lt;br /&gt;
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When in trouble...what does one do without family?&lt;br /&gt;
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When heart-broken...what does one do without family?&lt;br /&gt;
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I cannot imagine.&amp;nbsp; I hope I never know. &lt;br /&gt;
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"Lord, help me demonstrate Your love and family to those who have none.&amp;nbsp; Help me never to take for granted the wonderful family You've given to me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-6349451558724160510?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/6349451558724160510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=6349451558724160510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6349451558724160510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6349451558724160510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-does-one-do-without-family.html' title='What Does One Do Without Family?'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-6667103722662784346</id><published>2011-04-26T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T14:31:56.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith is...</title><content type='html'>This is the title of a wonderful little book I was first introduced to years ago (it appears to be out of print now).&amp;nbsp; It has been speaking to me lately, so I think I will share it little by little, until led otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;
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Faith is...&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;The conviction of realities I cannot see or feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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On this page in my little book, &amp;nbsp;I have added Hebrews 11:1.&amp;nbsp; We walk by faith, not by sight.&amp;nbsp; We walk by faith, not by feelings.&amp;nbsp; Often in the Psalms, David cries out regarding all he "feels"...but then he always speaks truth to himself (and to us) regarding what "is".&amp;nbsp; I feel lost and undone.&amp;nbsp; The truth, the reality, is - God is holding me in His hand...He is in control...He is ABLE...He has a plan for me...it will be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;
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True faith believes in real things that cannot be seen or even felt - on God's Word - it is enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-6667103722662784346?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/6667103722662784346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=6667103722662784346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6667103722662784346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6667103722662784346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/04/faith-is.html' title='Faith is...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4004682225810438040</id><published>2011-04-25T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T14:07:43.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Safeguarding Your Marriage</title><content type='html'>This are not my words, this time.&amp;nbsp; I am re-directing you here:&lt;br /&gt;
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This lady says it better than I could - the truth and the way and the light...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4004682225810438040?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4004682225810438040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4004682225810438040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4004682225810438040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4004682225810438040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/04/safeguarding-your-marriage.html' title='Safeguarding Your Marriage'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1106912139771523215</id><published>2011-04-25T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:00:56.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sisters Cafe blog</title><content type='html'>I am blogging about another food blog I view regularly - The Sisters Cafe.&amp;nbsp; It is 5 sisters and their mom - beautiful photos of delicious looking food.&amp;nbsp; I thoroughly enjoy.&amp;nbsp; Give-away this week is 3 cookbooks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1106912139771523215?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1106912139771523215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1106912139771523215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1106912139771523215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1106912139771523215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/04/sisters-cafe-blog.html' title='The Sisters Cafe blog'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7387664681201509734</id><published>2011-04-14T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:05:17.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Whole Earth</title><content type='html'>"...is full of His glory" - according to Psalms.&amp;nbsp; A beautiful rainbow...a flaming sunset...a breathtaking sunrise...a newborn babe's cry - glorious.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have not planned many parties, I must admit. I am not a lover of birthday parties - never like them for myself, so my poor children didn't have many. But I have planned many events for church and women's ministry. &lt;br /&gt;
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I confess planning a party or an event can be very stressful.&amp;nbsp; What if no one comes? What if more come than I've prepared for? What is there isn't enough food?&amp;nbsp; ???? It seems it is common to question oneself almost to the point of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;
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The last thing I have planned was a&amp;nbsp;Ladies Brunch&amp;nbsp;for the women in our church.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our theme was "A Woman's Armor" using an apron to represent the armor.&lt;br /&gt;
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My daughter-in-law, Sara, had vases, flowers and scarves for the table decor. Simple, but elegant.&amp;nbsp; My color theme was black, white w/hot pink. I found black and white plates and used hot pink napkins.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;used couple dress forms which I "dressed" in adorable aprons - that and some ferns were the room decor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Today though, I decided to share a little of what's going on with this dynamic duo - Jay and Me!&amp;nbsp; We are in the midst of remodeling a house the Lord allowed us to buy at the very end of November.&amp;nbsp; December, January and most of February were the demolishing stage.&amp;nbsp; Every time we thought we had found the last problem, another would arise - until we ended up with an empty house - literally.&amp;nbsp; In some places we were even down to the studs.&amp;nbsp; Not our original plan I assure you!&lt;br /&gt;
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In February we also had cold, cold weather and Jay got sick. Then I got sick. Then Jay got sick again. Then I got sick again.&amp;nbsp; I have become more thankful than ever for antibiotics, which I have rarely had to take in my lifetime. We are now on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;
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Two weekends ago, four of our children, their spouses and children came for a work-day - hallelujah!&amp;nbsp; Jay was able to help, but I was still not well - so my job was feeding them all.&amp;nbsp; It had been a long time since I've cooked for them all and I wondered if I still knew how.&amp;nbsp; It was such a blessing to prepare meals and have them come in starving and chow down.&amp;nbsp; My daughter in law - Sara - and Jill, my daughter - helped me. &lt;br /&gt;
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Jayna and Waylon raked out entire yard - about 5 years worth of leaves, at the least.&amp;nbsp; Tony worked at changing out/updating our receptacles and switches.&amp;nbsp; Chris, Cary and Alex painted all the ceilings and 3 rooms - priming the rest.&amp;nbsp; It was like a shot in the arm to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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This weekend, we have hung all the upper cabinets in the kitchen, starting the beadboard installation in the kitchen, and I painted the 2 front bedrooms.&amp;nbsp; Jay says under his breath every time we leave, " there's 1000 things to do in this house" - LOL!&amp;nbsp; It's true, but we are working on it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Him little by little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1167450557526641905?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1167450557526641905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1167450557526641905&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1167450557526641905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1167450557526641905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/03/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long Time, No Write'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4PSApWbbWE/TY-IdSu8SUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/1u-UKGc6UvY/s72-c/corner+bdrm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2313486564722423534</id><published>2011-03-25T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T04:17:04.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Batch</title><content type='html'>We are blessed with six children.&amp;nbsp; They are all 2 to 2 1/2 years apart - but somehow, it&lt;br /&gt;
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Each year on Valentine's Day, I take some sort of treat to all our widows and singles.&amp;nbsp; I have yet to find them all at home, but I try!&amp;nbsp; This year I made strawberry cupcakes with cream cheese icing...and a chocolate heart on top!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Melinda and Vicky helped me on Saturday and I must admit by the end of the night, we were pooped! But it's the best sort of tired...when you've made others feel loved and pampered in some little way.﻿&amp;nbsp; I am the one who is blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-852049609933662275?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/852049609933662275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=852049609933662275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/852049609933662275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/852049609933662275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-kind-of-tired.html' title='The Best Kind of Tired'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJC9SU2GEXE/TVnKkQXIXwI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5Pg5cQ5n8JI/s72-c/feb2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1124608495129884304</id><published>2011-02-09T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T14:20:46.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right on Time</title><content type='html'>We are having a family crisis right now - and we are all clinging to the Word knowing that He is our strength, our comfort, our hope! Crisis bring out our fears. Job said, "the thing I greatly feared has come to pass", as the news of the death of his children was brought to him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Abraham and others are listed in Hebrews 11, the Hall of Faith.&amp;nbsp; He is described as the one who "believed God and it was counted to him - righteousness".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What is believing God?&amp;nbsp; It is faith...in what He says.&lt;br /&gt;
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God told Abraham in Genesis that his "seed" would be a stranger in a land that was not theirs...that they would be slaves there and that after 400 years, He would deliver them. I marked that passage.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then last night I come to&amp;nbsp;Exodus 12: 40-41: &lt;em&gt;"Now, the sojourning of the children of Israel, who dwelt in Egypt, was four hundred and thirty years. And it came to pass at the end of four hundred and thirty years, &lt;strong&gt;even the selfsame day&lt;/strong&gt; it came to pass, that all the hosts of the Lord went out from the land of Egypt."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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For this to happen, God first had to allow His people to move to Egypt...to be put into bondage...to suffer.&amp;nbsp; But He never forgot them...He was with them and at the exact time - He delivered them.&amp;nbsp; Not just any day, but the exact &lt;strong&gt;self-same day&lt;/strong&gt; - four hundred thirty years to the day, that they went into Egypt!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, we are being tested.&amp;nbsp; We are hurting and afraid.&amp;nbsp; We don't know what is ahead.&amp;nbsp; But we do know this - we are not alone, He is right here with us...He is in control...and He will act in accordance with His will...right on time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1124608495129884304?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1124608495129884304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1124608495129884304&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1124608495129884304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1124608495129884304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/02/right-on-time.html' title='Right on Time'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1700547887743811498</id><published>2011-02-08T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:40:00.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are So Blessed</title><content type='html'>This is my song in the night...tonight....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;e &lt;em&gt;are so blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;by the gifts from Your hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;We just can't understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;why You love us so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;We are so blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;we just can't find the way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Or the words that can say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Lord, for Your touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;When we're empty, You fill us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;'til we overflow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;When we're hungry, You feed us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;and cause us to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;We are so blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Take what we have to bring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;take it all, everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Lord, we love You so much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;We are so blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;By the things You have done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;For the victories we've won&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;and what You've brought us through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;We are so blessed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Take what we have to bring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Take it all everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Lord, we bring it to You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord, we are SO blessed.&amp;nbsp; You are so good.&lt;br /&gt;
We praise Your Holy Name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1700547887743811498?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1700547887743811498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1700547887743811498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1700547887743811498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1700547887743811498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-so-blessed.html' title='We Are So Blessed'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-316752594649525936</id><published>2011-02-06T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T11:49:37.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is choosing paint colors so hard?  Part 2</title><content type='html'>Well, I have to take back all my words...my complaints.&amp;nbsp; I went back a few days after painting my two test walls - and lo and behold - I LOVE my bedroom paint!&amp;nbsp; It looks EXACTLY the way I thought it would...exactly like the paint chip.&lt;br /&gt;
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The jury is still out on the living room.&amp;nbsp; It is like the paint chip...I think the disconnect is in my head - figuring out exactly what I want. But, I believe I will use it.&lt;br /&gt;
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LOL!&amp;nbsp; Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-316752594649525936?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/316752594649525936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=316752594649525936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/316752594649525936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/316752594649525936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/02/why-is-choosing-paint-colors-so-hard.html' title='Why is choosing paint colors so hard?  Part 2'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7232467817361842457</id><published>2011-02-03T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:32:48.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>My thoughts are rather jumbled today.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping I can straighten them out by writing them down.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm thinking about how God made us each unique.&amp;nbsp; How He made us just the way we are.&amp;nbsp; And how He loves us unconditionally.&amp;nbsp; He tells us to loves each other the same way and to forgive as He has forgiven and continues to forgive us!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here's the rub.&amp;nbsp; We are sinners.&amp;nbsp; We are flawed.&amp;nbsp; The fact that God made us the way we are...and that He loves us unconditionally - does NOT give us the right to stay the way we are.&amp;nbsp; Jesus died and rose again to give us the power to change...into His image, to reflect Him to those around us.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, what does it say when we are not changed, when we continue to stay as flawed as we were to begin with?&amp;nbsp; We even cop out with, "Well, God made me this way."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have come to believe God gets the most glory when a flawed human is changed through the power of His Spirit.&amp;nbsp; No one can deny it when someone is truly changed - when someone begins to act like and look more like Jesus - because it is something we can never do on our own.&lt;br /&gt;
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I cannot continue to act badly and expect you to just love me anyway.&amp;nbsp; Can I?&amp;nbsp; I can't use that old - "I'm only human" excuse any longer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't expect God to be pleased with me (He never stops loving me) if I refuse to be obedient and&amp;nbsp; hear Him&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;He points out those areas I need changed&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;if I do not allow His Spirit to work in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;
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It starts with renewing our minds through His Word.&amp;nbsp; I am not likely to even see my true reflection...unless I look into His Word.&amp;nbsp;It is easy to deceive myself, or compare myself with someone else, and think I'm looking pretty good! &amp;nbsp;I do not naturally think like God thinks...I do not see those bad spots that others see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And face it, all others can see is what I say and do...the expression on my face...my attitude&amp;nbsp;- they cannot see my heart, but God does.&amp;nbsp; Jesus was very plain about everything we say and do coming straight from our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord, help me to see my reflection...to repent and depend on Your Spirit to change me...so that Your reflection will be seen when others look at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7232467817361842457?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7232467817361842457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7232467817361842457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7232467817361842457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7232467817361842457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8134550367374350504</id><published>2011-01-31T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T15:08:24.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is choosing paint colors so hard????</title><content type='html'>Why?&amp;nbsp; Why can't they come up with a way to show you exactly what paint will look like on your wall? I am far from being color-blind.&amp;nbsp; I can tell the variations of color quite well.&amp;nbsp; I even know what I want on my wall. But somewhere between what is in my head...and what is on that color chip - there's a definite disconnect.&lt;br /&gt;
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Somehow what is on that chip, doesn't end up in the can.&amp;nbsp; And what is in the can, doesn't end up on the wall. What's the deal?&lt;br /&gt;
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The person who can solve this dilemma - might become a millionaire - strike that - a billionaire!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-8134550367374350504?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/8134550367374350504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=8134550367374350504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8134550367374350504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8134550367374350504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-is-choosing-paint-colors-so-hard.html' title='Why is choosing paint colors so hard????'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3594012929626752786</id><published>2011-01-04T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T03:23:27.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuing the Journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL4vj80TrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ybB7gbR1N0g/s1600/Happy-New-Year-2011_06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL4vj80TrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ybB7gbR1N0g/s320/Happy-New-Year-2011_06.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Who would have ever thought we would see 2011?&amp;nbsp; It seems only yesterday that we were about to enter the world of 2000 and everyone was terrified of what might happen...computers might not work...food must be hoarded...funny stuff now.&amp;nbsp; Yet here we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For me, 2010 had&amp;nbsp;some major happenings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My Daddy went home with the Lord - February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cary's family moved to New Madrid, only 1 hour away - April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;God called me to lead worship - May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;My brother and I discovered a new relationship built on Christ and His Word - all year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;God allowed us to buy a house - a "fixer-upper" - November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Living Bethlehem 2010, Jesus Saves! - December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My Daddy was a rock...he was there if I needed him.&amp;nbsp; It already seems as if he's been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;gone for years and it hasn't been one full year yet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whenever I am surprised by a picture of him, it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;my breath away - I think, "There's Daddy!" and immediately, "He's gone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We'd spent 2 years here, at least 3 hours from most of our children and grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; Then God placed Cary in New Madrid, Missouri.&amp;nbsp; Now we have someone close by...and we get to see them pretty often. It hasn't made me miss our other 5 children and their families any less, but it has&amp;nbsp;removed a little of the loneliness of our family being away from us.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Probably the most impacting event of all...God called me to lead worship.&amp;nbsp; Not something I've dreamed of doing...not something I'm particularly comfortable doing...yet - what I was made to do.&amp;nbsp; I am still not skilled at it...I am still growing and developing...I still struggle to stay close, closer, closest to Him knowing I cannot do it. &amp;nbsp;But hearing Him call me...priceless.&amp;nbsp; I still can't believe it - me?&amp;nbsp; now?&amp;nbsp; here?&amp;nbsp; It is probably without a doubt the hardest thing I've ever attempted to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL8lASgZII/AAAAAAAAAgI/rw2AZg9kVV0/s1600/Kevin.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL8lASgZII/AAAAAAAAAgI/rw2AZg9kVV0/s320/Kevin.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Then there's&amp;nbsp;my brother - Dear Kevin&amp;nbsp;(with wife, Sandi)&amp;nbsp;- what an amazing person!&amp;nbsp; I can't begin to tell you how he has grown in the Lord this year.&amp;nbsp; Proof positive that we can know the Lord as well as we want to! He has become a spiritual giant in a few short months...well versed in scripture...wise in the truth...willing to follow the Lord into ministry...my strong support and encourager. What a blessing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL-c5vTyBI/AAAAAAAAAgM/_fnVyIxPslo/s1600/See+the+sky+alive+with+praise%252C+melting+darkness+in+its+blaze.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL-c5vTyBI/AAAAAAAAAgM/_fnVyIxPslo/s320/See+the+sky+alive+with+praise%252C+melting+darkness+in+its+blaze.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And lastly on this particular list - Living Bethlehem 2010, Jesus Saves!&amp;nbsp; I am continually amazed at what God can do when His people come together.&amp;nbsp; Men who work against all odds to make fireworks come off at&amp;nbsp;an exact moment in time (while keeping fields from catching on fire - LOL)...couples who haul animals back and forth every night...folks who brave extreme cold for hours 3 nights in a row, in order to share the love and salvation offered by Jesus Christ...ladies who sew for months and months, taking to heart every single costume...those who built&amp;nbsp;(and re-built) the village, &amp;nbsp;put together gifts, &amp;nbsp;mix up hot cocoa, bake cookies, pretzels, and bread...those who register and serve and park cars...who hand out candy canes...it is a never ending list.&amp;nbsp; How my heart is changed from this one event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;My &lt;em&gt;Encouragement for Today &lt;/em&gt;talked about the 30 some odd parables told by our Lord.&amp;nbsp; She talked about how His stories depicted everyday life...everyday happenings.&amp;nbsp; You know&amp;nbsp; - death...children moving...new areas of ministry...all the feelings we have, the people in our lives - those are all ordinary and everyday things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dictionary of Biblical Imagery,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;W&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;e come to realize that it is in the everyday world of sowing and eating and dealing with family members that people make the great spiritual decisions and that God's grace works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Stephen Covey, &lt;em&gt;"We are not human beings on a spiritual journey, but spiritual beings on a human journey."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I've only listed a few things here.&amp;nbsp; There is no way to recount every wonderful thing of this past year...my wonderful praise team...my family...my mom...my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One of my brother's&amp;nbsp; favorite sayings is, "&lt;em&gt;Loving the journey", &lt;/em&gt;as he experiences walking with the Lord and trusting Him in every area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Who knows what 2011 will bring? We've been placed in this life to live it...by His grace, in His will, through His Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; My new saying is going to be, "&lt;em&gt;Continuing the journey..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3594012929626752786?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3594012929626752786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3594012929626752786&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3594012929626752786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3594012929626752786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2011/01/continuing-journey.html' title='Continuing the Journey'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TSL4vj80TrI/AAAAAAAAAf4/ybB7gbR1N0g/s72-c/Happy-New-Year-2011_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7238058521342339122</id><published>2010-12-21T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T06:47:12.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Forever Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TRC89JZbk_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KzOmHZILr8I/s1600/the_nativity_jekel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TRC89JZbk_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KzOmHZILr8I/s320/the_nativity_jekel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I was reading Luke 2:21-52...the focus was on the faithfulness of Simeon and Anna to wait for the Christ to appear. But the verses that grabbed my attention are part of the blessing given by Simeon:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For mine eyes have seen Thy salvation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;which Thou hast prepared before the face of all people;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A light to lighten the Gentiles, and the glory of Thy people, Israel."&lt;/em&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;verses 30-32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am fairly certain the few folks who do read this blog...are Gentiles.&amp;nbsp; God's forever plan - hallelujah - was to send light to the Gentiles....US!&amp;nbsp; We were never an afterthought, or something God thought up later on when&amp;nbsp;He saw what a mess we were.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This may not excite you, but it never fails to thrill my soul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank You, Lord for your forever plan to redeem ALL mankind...every nation, tongue, tribe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy, Holy Christmas to you all!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7238058521342339122?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7238058521342339122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7238058521342339122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7238058521342339122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7238058521342339122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/12/gods-forever-plan.html' title='God&apos;s Forever Plan'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TRC89JZbk_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/KzOmHZILr8I/s72-c/the_nativity_jekel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1169736928013798545</id><published>2010-12-17T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T05:28:12.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Saves</title><content type='html'>Last year we began presenting a living Bethlehem village, following Mary and Joseph on their journey to the manger.&amp;nbsp; Our first village was Once Upon a Holy Night...it was an unbelievable experience for our church.&amp;nbsp; This year we were led to attempt to present &lt;em&gt;Jesus Saves, &lt;/em&gt;a song written by Travis Cottrell. &lt;br /&gt;
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exalt the Savior - God is pleased!&amp;nbsp; We sang &lt;em&gt;Jesus Saves&lt;/em&gt; 19 times and it never grew&lt;br /&gt;
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Our ladies&amp;nbsp;sewed and designed&amp;nbsp;costumes for months...free gifts were made, wrapped,&amp;nbsp;bagged&lt;br /&gt;
and prepared and&amp;nbsp;all the items given - &amp;nbsp;from hot chocolate and cookies,&amp;nbsp;to shop gifts -&amp;nbsp;were&lt;br /&gt;
donated by our people.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One couple arranges for our live animals; and then they&lt;br /&gt;
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The men built the village and a storm came through and blew it away.&amp;nbsp; They&amp;nbsp;went out &lt;br /&gt;
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including fireworks this year - which were timed precisely to coordinate with the song.&lt;br /&gt;
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For months we prayed&amp;nbsp;for moderate temperatures, dry weather, good health&amp;nbsp;- and for &lt;br /&gt;
those who would come.&amp;nbsp;While we prayed that others' lives would be touched and changed &lt;br /&gt;
after this experience -&amp;nbsp; we discovered that &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; are the ones who are most changed every year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
We receive the greatest blessing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Living Bethlehem 2010 - &lt;em&gt;Jesus Saves&lt;/em&gt; is past.&amp;nbsp;LB 2009 was great and we doubted 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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for Living Bethlehem 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1169736928013798545?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1169736928013798545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1169736928013798545&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1169736928013798545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1169736928013798545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/12/jesus-saves.html' title='Jesus Saves'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TQtlTbzcYBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9lrraAgQVG4/s72-c/Misc+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8018379813211135429</id><published>2010-12-15T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:13:11.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a good blog?</title><content type='html'>Here it is...someone who consistently blogs.&amp;nbsp; Simple, huh.&amp;nbsp; No one wants to read the same old post over and over again.&amp;nbsp; If one goes to a blog and it hasn't changed in say...weeks or months...one ceases to go there! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;I will see my Daddy again one day!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a "green thumb" person...I am usually more of a black thumb-er. &amp;nbsp;Yet, this plant continues&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to live and thrive...my personal blooming reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3918522232999659308?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3918522232999659308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3918522232999659308&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3918522232999659308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3918522232999659308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/12/blooming-reminder.html' title='Blooming Reminder'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TPfnse2bKDI/AAAAAAAAAe4/lERYhP3MOPc/s72-c/november+28+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7082282603014673019</id><published>2010-11-19T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T19:20:21.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a New Blog Design</title><content type='html'>Take a look see at:&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning my K-Love scripture made me stop and think about pretending:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Don't just pretend to love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Hold tightly to what is good.:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;/em&gt; Romans 12:9, NLT )&lt;br /&gt;
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Do I just pretend to love others?&amp;nbsp; What does that look like?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe, if I have a hidden agenda?&amp;nbsp; An ulterior motive???&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;What if I really do not feel love...but to your face - I "pretend" love?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Whenever I put myself first&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Really love them..."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;From God's Word, I've learned a couple of things about love:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love acts.&amp;nbsp; I can give without loving...but it is impossible to love without giving.&amp;nbsp; I can say I love you...if I do...my actions will show it.&amp;nbsp; (like sending Bit-o-Honey - LOL)&amp;nbsp; Love ACTS.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Love is a choice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are commanded to love: our spouses, one another, the Body of Christ, our enemies.&amp;nbsp; If God commands me to do something...I make a choice to obey or not.&amp;nbsp; Love is not just a feeling...it is a choice - a commitment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ol&gt;You know it's a funny thing, but if we start choosing to love, and act in true&amp;nbsp;loving ways...we begin to feel that love.&lt;br /&gt;
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"&lt;em&gt;Really"...&lt;/em&gt;how can I really love?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay attention&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Look for ways to demonstrate my love&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Really, is also an intensifier...going above and beyond&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Examine my motives...often&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;If you keep the context...to hate what is wrong...that would mean pretending to love is wrong and we should hate "pretend love"; and really loving...is good...and we should cling to that, pursue that, make it our goal!&lt;br /&gt;
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Do we "really" love or are we just pretending?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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With God's grace, no&amp;nbsp;more pretending for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5506024931195044142?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5506024931195044142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5506024931195044142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5506024931195044142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5506024931195044142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-pretending.html' title='No Pretending...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1102780162723980020</id><published>2010-11-04T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:21:37.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starfish Jewelry Give-Away</title><content type='html'>Here's another give-away...at Dreamy Whites...&lt;br /&gt;
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She's giving away a silver necklace from Starfish....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1102780162723980020?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1102780162723980020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1102780162723980020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1102780162723980020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1102780162723980020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/11/starfish-jewelry-give-away.html' title='Starfish Jewelry Give-Away'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-6187283033294015075</id><published>2010-11-01T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:58:07.666-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give away'/><title type='text'>Disheroon give-away!</title><content type='html'>My friend Rebekah is doing a give-away...go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pictures that say it all...&lt;br /&gt;
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Amelia...after 4 shots.&amp;nbsp; Poor sweetheart.&amp;nbsp; How does one even imagine what she's thinking?&lt;br /&gt;
No one has ever hurt her..."why are they hurting me?"&lt;br /&gt;
She looks heartbroken and&amp;nbsp;my heart breaks&amp;nbsp;every time I see this.&amp;nbsp; I think it's the face in the hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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Millie and Amelia...at Amelia's first birthday.&amp;nbsp; Millie's first birthday is next&lt;br /&gt;
Saturday!&amp;nbsp; Future best friends?&lt;br /&gt;
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No picture, but yesterday I asked the Lord to show me who He wanted me to minister&lt;br /&gt;
to.&amp;nbsp; In a couple of hours, my phone rang...a teary voice...can you come?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hurried. &lt;br /&gt;
Listened...hugged...loved...shared scripture that comforts and encourages me.&amp;nbsp; Thank You, Lord.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;was blessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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My sweet brother calls our Father, "The Great Choreographer". We have been trying to &lt;br /&gt;
pay more attention to all the ways our Father works in our life every day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Circumstancial?&amp;nbsp; Nope.&lt;br /&gt;
Accidental?&amp;nbsp; Not likely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
God is always moving and working and orchestrating people and events.&lt;br /&gt;
Why?...to change me...to bring glory to Himself.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2878549664364976186?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2878549664364976186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2878549664364976186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2878549664364976186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2878549664364976186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/10/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TMwUcD6WLvI/AAAAAAAAAew/iLzvkyHCISw/s72-c/amelia+-+shots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8081742310288566646</id><published>2010-10-15T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:37:50.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>I know we've all seen the commercials listing things purchased and then the final thing, such as time with your child...priceless.&lt;br /&gt;
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The ages of our grandchildren&amp;nbsp;range from 17 years down to&amp;nbsp;11 months.&amp;nbsp; It seems like it's been so long since the older ones were tiny.&amp;nbsp; Lately, I've gotten to spend some time with some of the younger grandchildren, doing the things I once did with the older ones: playing, singing, laughing...&lt;br /&gt;
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Last night, I got to lie down with Jackson (almost 3yr. old), supposedly for him to go to sleep - a habit we've gotten into. &lt;br /&gt;
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Granny: "Do you like chocolate gravy?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Jackson: "I DO like chocolate gravy!"&amp;nbsp; (and we had it this morning)&lt;br /&gt;
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He loves the little projector that puts a picture on the ceiling while it plays through several songs.&amp;nbsp; The picture is an ocean scene: a whale, a crab, a turtle and a jellyfish...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Jackson:&amp;nbsp; "Where is the jellyfish?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Granny: "In the jelly jar" &lt;br /&gt;
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Jackson: "Where is my wheelbarrow?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Granny: "In the living room"&lt;br /&gt;
Jackson: "I want it."&lt;br /&gt;
Granny: "It has to stay there so I can put a treat in it."&lt;br /&gt;
Jackson: "You are going to put a treat in my wheelbarrow?"&lt;br /&gt;
Granny: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;
Jackson: "OK"&lt;br /&gt;
(he loved his package&amp;nbsp;of gum!)&lt;br /&gt;
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One&amp;nbsp;of the songs it plays&amp;nbsp;is "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star".&amp;nbsp; He has it in a book and knows it by heart.&amp;nbsp; Last night, I began to sing when it came on&amp;nbsp;and suddenly, Jackson is lying close beside me singing in a sweet,&amp;nbsp;high little&amp;nbsp;voice - right on key.&amp;nbsp; (Where's the video camera when you need it?)&amp;nbsp; I will treasure&amp;nbsp;these memories long&amp;nbsp;after he has outgrown lying down with Granny to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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Priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-8081742310288566646?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/8081742310288566646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=8081742310288566646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8081742310288566646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8081742310288566646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/10/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-6553617240286393243</id><published>2010-10-12T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:38:41.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Door blog give-away</title><content type='html'>Wonderful decorating ideas...and a give-away that ends tonight!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The obvious one - I'm still here!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I think I'm a little wiser&lt;/li&gt;
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My children called and that is always wonderful.&amp;nbsp; My friends sent sweet and beautiful cards.&amp;nbsp; Facebook added a new dimension with birthday wishes from friends and family - far and wide - some very unexpected.&amp;nbsp; Friends dropped by and brought gifts - so thoughtful and made me feel very special.&lt;br /&gt;
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I received these at work...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿Thank you, Family and Friends - for enriching my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1473076340768469594?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1473076340768469594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1473076340768469594&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1473076340768469594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1473076340768469594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/09/growing-older.html' title='Growing Older...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TJtZh9sVieI/AAAAAAAAAeM/KF7O5x9RRM0/s72-c/birthday+2010+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2179822851093243815</id><published>2010-09-17T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T07:28:55.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladies event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitality'/><title type='text'>Finding Joy in My Kitchen</title><content type='html'>One of the blogs in my favorites is entitled "Finding Joy in My Kitchen"...well, this past weekend that's exactly what happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;
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Last Saturday was the day of a brunch that for months and months I've been thinking on, and planning, picking gifts up for, planning, thinking ...get the picture?&amp;nbsp; I so wanted to make the ladies of First Baptist feel special and blessed and challenged! The theme changed, the format changed, but one thing remained the same, I wanted Joy to come to demonstrate and to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every episode,&amp;nbsp;Penelope faced a new "peril"...most usually involving this guy...&lt;br /&gt;
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While Penelope and her enemy were make-believe...I am a real person and my&lt;br /&gt;
enemy is very real as well.&amp;nbsp; And while I've not yet been tied in a chair, or tied to&lt;br /&gt;
the railroad tracks...my "perils" are spiritual and often feel as confining and they&lt;br /&gt;
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I know whenever we make any decision to follow God in any way, &lt;br /&gt;
to be obedient, to&amp;nbsp;get out of the boat and walk on the water with Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;
the enemy comes...and like the Hidden Claw - he is relentless!&lt;br /&gt;
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Jesus said Satan comes to steal, and kill and destroy.&amp;nbsp; In 1 Peter 5 we're told&lt;br /&gt;
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with fear.&amp;nbsp; Have you ever felt fear?&amp;nbsp; If not, I&amp;nbsp; am pretty sure you haven't&lt;br /&gt;
stepped out in faith to follow the Lord's calling.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Because he's roaming about seeking those he can destroy.&amp;nbsp; If I'm not on&lt;br /&gt;
guard...if I'm not alert...vigilant - he will destroy me in any way he can.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The Holy Spirit - my Comforter and my Power &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The Word of God, which exposes Satan's lies and tricks.&lt;/li&gt;
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if I am prayed up and studying The word daily - &lt;br /&gt;
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I do not have to cower in fear when Satan roars.&lt;br /&gt;
I do not have to be deceived by his lies.&lt;br /&gt;
I do not have&amp;nbsp;to be destroyed by his tricks.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had prayed and God had told me to share...&lt;br /&gt;
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I arrived and supper was almost on the table.&amp;nbsp; We sat down and began to visit and eat,&lt;br /&gt;
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I got to share about the calling God has given to me...and what He's been up to in&lt;br /&gt;
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The first thing I did this morning?&amp;nbsp; Yep, you got it...played the keyboard.&amp;nbsp; Last&lt;br /&gt;
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My dear friend, Kellie, gave me this!&lt;br /&gt;
She did my life verse, for which this blog is &lt;br /&gt;
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It's beautiful...it's perfect...I love it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1139758244379338825?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1139758244379338825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1139758244379338825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1139758244379338825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1139758244379338825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/08/raindrops-on-roses.html' title='Raindrops on roses...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TF1ZI_0-RcI/AAAAAAAAAbs/jwnlHTQ8uq0/s72-c/Law+of+K+Keyboard+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-672203460593658812</id><published>2010-08-02T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:52:25.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s provision'/><title type='text'>Exactly What We Need</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks have been a whirlwind for me.&amp;nbsp; God has been giving me a new assignment - one that challenges me to my very core...one that allows me to use my giftedness in a new way...one that forces me to lean on Him completely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It's been a wonderful, terrifying, anxious, joyous, roller coaster ride.&amp;nbsp; When God calls us to something...Satan begin his attacks - to discourage us and make us doubt.&amp;nbsp; He uses unsuspecting people...good people...even God's people to do his dirty work.&lt;br /&gt;
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Where am I going with this?&amp;nbsp; To this wonderful, amazing truth...God knows exactly what we need.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everytime I've desperately needed direction...God has given it.&lt;br /&gt;
Everytime I've needed affirmation and encouragement...God has supplied it.&lt;br /&gt;
Everytime I've been tempted to quit...God has reminded me of His calling and promise to be with me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;God knew that is what I needed.&amp;nbsp; I really doubted my ability to take care of these two - at my age? It's been so long...can I do this?&amp;nbsp; But before bedtime the first day...I was back in "mom" mode and everything was under control.&amp;nbsp; It was a needed break from things that were beyond my control...things that were filling me with anxiety.&amp;nbsp; It was busy...full of laughter and kisses and hugs and dirty diapers and potty training and a new appreciation for Jello (Jackson's new favorite thing).&amp;nbsp; I got to build my relationship with two of my grandchildren - precious! It was wonderfully tiring - and I was so glad we were able to help Cary and Sara have a little time away and alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They went home last night and it was very quiet here.&amp;nbsp; And you know what?&amp;nbsp; All the challenges and anxieties came back in full force.&amp;nbsp; Today, I've been oppressed and heavy in spirit and nauseated in body.&amp;nbsp; I've read scripture and I've prayed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And on my way home from work...God gave me the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I got home...God sent me encouragement and afffirmation through a most unexpected source.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He reminded me AGAIN of His call on my life and His ability!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then God gave me this week's resources...done!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It reminds me of a Brooklyn Tabernacle song entitled &lt;em&gt;How Many Times&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many times must I prove how much I love you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many ways must my love for you I show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;How many times must I rescue you from trouble,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;How many storms must I bring you safely through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;When you walked up on a problem,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;When you were weak along life's journey,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;When the pains were wracking your body,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;When you were lost in sin and sorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Do you know Him?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Are you engraved on His hands?&amp;nbsp; All it takes is "A"...admit you are a sinner; "B"...believe that Jesus died on the cross to pay for your sins; and "C"...confess Him as your Lord and Savior...and you can have this relationship.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then you&amp;nbsp;will be engraved on His palms too!&amp;nbsp; How special that God made a way for everyone to know Him and He left us His Word to tell us that way.&amp;nbsp; He wants us to know exactly how much He loves His children!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Blessings!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-9097275205213309288?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/9097275205213309288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=9097275205213309288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/9097275205213309288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/9097275205213309288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/07/monogram.html' title='Monogram'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TE8dYYFfX0I/AAAAAAAAAbU/Hc3Mb_s3kcw/s72-c/camera+july+2010+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1282507796837584455</id><published>2010-07-15T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T02:47:06.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU Drive...I'll Ride</title><content type='html'>I love a good mental picture...words or phrases that you can immediately see in your mind.&amp;nbsp; Ultimately, we only fully comprehend when we can process with a mental picture.&amp;nbsp; When someone talks about something I can't even begin to see in my mind...I'm lost...unfocused...clueless.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what they're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;
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Years ago a group called FFH (I believe stands for Far From Home) had a song entitled, &lt;em&gt;You Drive...I'll Ride.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;This song has a catchy tune and good lyrics...and this is the mental image it brings to my mind:&lt;br /&gt;
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I never saw this movie, &lt;em&gt;Thelma and Louise&lt;/em&gt;, but I've seen bits, clips, and photos.&amp;nbsp; It's not a movie I recommend, it's the visual...a long, sleek convertible - one&amp;nbsp;driving...the other simply riding.&lt;br /&gt;
One is in control...the other trusting.&amp;nbsp; The driver chooses to drive out over the Grand Canyon...the passenger controls the radio and simply rides.&lt;br /&gt;
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In &lt;em&gt;You Drive...I'll Ride&lt;/em&gt; the singer is relinquishing the steering wheel to God...it's about repentance, submission and yielding to God's will.&amp;nbsp; That's where I've been for&amp;nbsp;a couple of weeks now...letting God break my heart again so I can yield...so I can hear the still small voice guiding me to His will...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"YOU take the wheel, I will work the radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;YOU take the wheel, we'll go where YOU want to go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;YOU take the wheel, take it fast or take it slow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Wherever YOU choose I'm fine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;YOU drive...I'll ride"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yielding...trusting...following...obeying...&lt;br /&gt;
Difficult?&amp;nbsp; You betcha!&amp;nbsp; But there is freedom and peace in giving up the steering wheel.&lt;br /&gt;
Do I know where I'm going?&amp;nbsp; Ultimately...&lt;em&gt;"YOU'RE driving me home" - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I'm on a journey...when I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior...my destination was settled - forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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The roadmap however, is another story.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea where He is leading me...I have to follow...or&lt;br /&gt;
"ride along" day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment.&amp;nbsp;I've taken back the wheel so many times, and ended up on a side trip...losing my way...but oh, HE is faithful to draw me back...break my heart again...and I yield up the wheel one more time. And I'll confess, lately I feel like I'm soaring off into the Grand Canyon, scared and trembling. I know He is in control and He is Good and His purposes are BEST.&lt;br /&gt;
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The truth is this...my destination was settled in 1972.&amp;nbsp; What God is interested in most now...is my journey. He is faithfully transforming me into the image of Christ, bit by bit...experience by experience...relationship by relationship...trauma by trauma...trouble by trouble...grace by grace...when I yield and trust and most of all, cooperate with Him, by handing the steering wheel back to His most capable hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, my prayer today once again is...&lt;em&gt;Lord, YOU drive...I'll ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Blessings!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1282507796837584455?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1282507796837584455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1282507796837584455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1282507796837584455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1282507796837584455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-driveill-ride.html' title='YOU Drive...I&apos;ll Ride'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TD7ShD_FXCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/P0pA9E-gt0c/s72-c/thelma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-9076068754733289754</id><published>2010-07-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T09:41:45.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on Wisdom</title><content type='html'>This week was the scheduled time to have my wisdom teeth removed.&amp;nbsp; I opted for the sedation method - I am a chicken when it comes to any type of dentistry.&amp;nbsp; It went quite well I think.&amp;nbsp; This is Friday and I feel very much back to my old self.&amp;nbsp; My sweet Jill has taken very good care of me, allowing her Dad (my Jay)&amp;nbsp;to go back home and take care of business there.&lt;br /&gt;
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I find the name "wisdom" teeth very thought provoking.&amp;nbsp; These teeth do not make one wise.&amp;nbsp; Many people never have any.&amp;nbsp; There is the old adage, that when one cuts these teeth - one's life is half over.&amp;nbsp; And although they are named "wise", they are usually not very good teeth and do not last.&amp;nbsp; At the same time...when you mention wisdom teeth, everyone knows exactly which teeth you are talking about and their removal is felt with commiseration.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am thankful wisdom is not dependent on a few teeth, aren't you?&amp;nbsp; Wisdom comes from our Heavenly Father and we must seek her (wisdom is feminine in scripture - Yay!) according to Proverbs and ask for her according to James.&amp;nbsp; Wisdom can come from experience...a very costly and painful school.&amp;nbsp; I feel I have gained a lot of wisdom in my 58 years.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, sometimes I feel clueless.&amp;nbsp; It is what my husband would call an "oxymoron" I think.&lt;br /&gt;
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Almost everyone has wondered why I am having these teeth removed now...am I not a little old?&amp;nbsp; It's just the way of&amp;nbsp;my life.&amp;nbsp; Rarely have I done anything the way anyone else does...I always wanted to be different. LOL!&amp;nbsp; These wise teeth were causing harm to my dental health...and after being told and told for about 5 years that I needed them removed...I did it.&amp;nbsp; I am either stubborn, hard of hearing, or maybe not so wise after all???&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It has allowed me some time with Jill and Amelia and Joy and her boys, even Kerri and Kandace came for a visit...time to be lazy and rest and think...hopefully I have even gained a little wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are my random thoughts for a week of some pain, some discomfort, and&amp;nbsp;a lot of love and care.&amp;nbsp; I am truly blessed, and hopefully a little wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-9076068754733289754?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/9076068754733289754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=9076068754733289754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/9076068754733289754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/9076068754733289754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-thoughts-on-wisdom.html' title='Random Thoughts on Wisdom'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5004758737278318763</id><published>2010-07-01T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T20:33:31.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of the Story</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke at 4:30 and decided I would go ahead and get started on my day.&amp;nbsp;I had my usual breakfast of Greek yogurt and blueberries and my major vice, Diet Dr. Pepper...my Bible study and prayer...and then running through the shower and getting ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;
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I got my fruit print tablecloth (one of my favorites)...my metal vase and purple flowers...and my gold bird (that all sounds crazy!) and took off for Blytheville.&amp;nbsp; I went straight to Kroger and got some cokes...fruit napkins...green plates...cups and silverware.&amp;nbsp; All the time I was praying my co-workers would be late, so I could get everything ready before they got there.&amp;nbsp; I hurried to make a birthday poster in Publisher.&lt;br /&gt;
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I managed to get everything ready...and here it is!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are my co-workers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For many years, we always traveled to the churches we ministered in...and we were always the recipients of the hospitality of others.&amp;nbsp; I desired this particular gift and I began to ask for it.&amp;nbsp; That is scriptural, Paul said to desire the best gifts.&amp;nbsp; I think God has finally given it to me.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely love trying to make others feel loved and special.&amp;nbsp; The only bummer to me was that the ganache lost its glossy appearance after it set, detracting from the "presentation" but not the taste.&amp;nbsp; A piddly detail, but there it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5004758737278318763?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5004758737278318763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5004758737278318763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5004758737278318763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5004758737278318763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/07/rest-of-story.html' title='The Rest of the Story'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TC1ZNLIjEXI/AAAAAAAAAak/w3SjskbvAcI/s72-c/Louise+and+Romona+Bday+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5369899095817418964</id><published>2010-06-30T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:55:28.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressy Chocolate Loaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is my latest attempt at culinary brilliance...the Dressy Chocolate Loaf.&amp;nbsp; Two of my co-workers have birthdays and I am taking it to work tomorrow to celebrate!&amp;nbsp; I saw this on another blog, which shall remain nameless (since I can't remember it).&amp;nbsp; I am always half-way into a project before I remember to take pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After it cools, you slice it into 3 layers and fill with your choice of jam filling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCwBl7UlUbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HAfUsmZaM0Q/s1600/Dressy+Chocolate+Loaf+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCwBl7UlUbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HAfUsmZaM0Q/s320/Dressy+Chocolate+Loaf+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had some blackberry filling I made for some berry turnovers...yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5369899095817418964?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5369899095817418964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5369899095817418964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5369899095817418964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5369899095817418964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/dressy-chocolate-loaf.html' title='Dressy Chocolate Loaf'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCwAx0GCO8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TfBrK2K0Wko/s72-c/Dressy+Chocolate+Loaf+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-421371468029397314</id><published>2010-06-28T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:42:16.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>Last week started with worship service in our home church and then a flying trip to Little Rock to celebrate Father's Day with some of our children.&amp;nbsp; We got Jay a new suit...one of his favorite things since he wears them all the time...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Then we came home on Monday and started&amp;nbsp; VBS! This year was High Seas Adventure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;(decorations courtesy of Melinda Gipson.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I have found that I benefit from guided study.&amp;nbsp; I seem to drift around in God's Word rather aimlessly, without one.&lt;br /&gt;
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God has spoken to my heart continually through this study. &lt;br /&gt;
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As&amp;nbsp;with many studies...and conferences...I&amp;nbsp;start out thinking, "I don't think I have a problem with a jealous heart", or "I'm not insecure", or whatever the topic happens to be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Funny how God Word open our eyes...reveals&amp;nbsp;secret things in our hearts...exposes the real me! Why is that funny when Hebrews&amp;nbsp;specifically states that God's Word is alive and powerful and sharp enough to divide the bone from the marrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He tells us it is a mirror in the book of James.&amp;nbsp; It is the truth, as opposed to everything we see and hear around us in this world.&lt;br /&gt;
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As painful as exposure is...we cannot change...we cannot grow without it.&amp;nbsp; As long as I can deceive myself...as long as I listen to Satan's lies...I go farther from my Lord and farther from becoming all He has designed me to be - the best me!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, before you read the title and this post and say, "That's not my problem," you might want to get a copy and dive in.&amp;nbsp; Based on&amp;nbsp;1 Samuel...you will study Samuel, Saul, Jonathan and David...and I guarantee you...somewhere in those pages, you will see yourself.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Praise the Lord!&amp;nbsp; God cares enough about me to show me myself and then&amp;nbsp;if I will just cooperate...change me, baby step by baby step.&amp;nbsp; He will do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, and here is a link where Word has graciously given a little peek at the study:&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1872916997493800506?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1872916997493800506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1872916997493800506&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1872916997493800506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1872916997493800506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/living-with-unmet-desires.html' title='Living with Unmet Desires'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCSagaKHHwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/GhgJfvGrKWk/s72-c/Living+with+Unmet+Desires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-702980286837079541</id><published>2010-06-24T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:34:48.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOHPZhKUwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NxVtmfXTzsY/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOHPZhKUwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NxVtmfXTzsY/s320/kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She thought I should use them in a post.&amp;nbsp; The kitchen is the only room in our house that we have redone.&amp;nbsp; It is "me".&amp;nbsp;Now, the fact that I have a sign in my kitchen that says "kitchen" - what does that say?&amp;nbsp; That I need help remembering where I am????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I like signage -&amp;nbsp; scripture...sayings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Phillipians 4:8...over my pantry door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOHzhcbZ9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/UzSrL6d42no/s1600/whatever.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOHzhcbZ9I/AAAAAAAAAXk/UzSrL6d42no/s320/whatever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Psalms 5:3...painted by my daughter-in-love, Sara...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOImARF2cI/AAAAAAAAAXs/EVQlpZ3eT2o/s1600/kitchen+painting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOImARF2cI/AAAAAAAAAXs/EVQlpZ3eT2o/s320/kitchen+painting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I found this at a goodwill-type store for 25 cents, and I only had to frame it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOJd-IVZqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pbi9eu1exhM/s1600/small+houses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOJd-IVZqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pbi9eu1exhM/s320/small+houses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love the retro kichen range, tea towels,&amp;nbsp;cooling pies, and the Home Cooking title.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The quote is..."Things taste better in small houses"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queen Victoria&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(who ought to know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is so apt, since my house is small - and the quote makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My walls are gold.&amp;nbsp; My colors are red, black and white.&amp;nbsp; This is my new chandelier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;found at a return/outlet store in Batesville - the shades I found in Sikeston, MO at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;another outlet type store.&amp;nbsp; It's perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now there is a story behind this table - which is red, distressed to black (you can only see the legs if photo is enlarged).&amp;nbsp;It was marked down to 1/2 price at the end of Holiday House 2007 in Little Rock.&amp;nbsp; Jill&amp;nbsp;decided that I needed it! &amp;nbsp;Needless to say...I have it and I love it.&amp;nbsp; The black chairs&amp;nbsp;were a gift from my children. I found the retro tablecloth at the Old Time Mall in Batesville...the rooster pitcher was a gift...(I forgot to mention I am into roosters right now - aren't you glad I'm not posting pics of all of them?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This cabinet was my Mother's Day gift from my 6 children in 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I recently added the black gingham fabric to the inside to make my glass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;dishes show up more.&amp;nbsp; Don't look at my cookbooks - they are a mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOOi8dZ_jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/bghbUlOsuLw/s1600/black+cabinet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOOi8dZ_jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/bghbUlOsuLw/s320/black+cabinet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Chalkboard pantry door...if you have chalkboards...find the new chalkboard markers - wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOPh0CGM4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Ck1XB7KRr38/s1600/chalkboard+door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOPh0CGM4I/AAAAAAAAAYU/Ck1XB7KRr38/s320/chalkboard+door.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Curtains I made...chalkboard sign...bird from Mt. Magazine Lodge...and African violet from my Daddy's funeral (yes! It's still alive - a miracle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOQEcmt86I/AAAAAAAAAYc/AXHPUAIIdIU/s1600/belinda%27s+kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOQEcmt86I/AAAAAAAAAYc/AXHPUAIIdIU/s320/belinda%27s+kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And my last bargain...I had a utensil crock that did not match my kitchen at all.&amp;nbsp; Jill said, Mom, you need a different crock.&amp;nbsp; While in Sikeston, I came across this crock...I mean how perfect can it be? Red! Rooster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCORZFDGqWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/XroYZ_C5vNk/s1600/crock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCORZFDGqWI/AAAAAAAAAYk/XroYZ_C5vNk/s320/crock.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's about all the kitchen I can take for one post.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-702980286837079541?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/702980286837079541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=702980286837079541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/702980286837079541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/702980286837079541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-kitchen.html' title='My Kitchen'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TCOHPZhKUwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NxVtmfXTzsY/s72-c/kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7460137810333703676</id><published>2010-06-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:06:20.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipe Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBuYaqEKS0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/uD9E1kT6HNk/s1600/bananacobbler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBuYaqEKS0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/uD9E1kT6HNk/s320/bananacobbler.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've tried several new recipes in the past few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Jill graciously took some pictures (which I forget to do!) so I could share these:&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, it's cobbler and tastes alot like banana bread and like banana pudding.&amp;nbsp; Jay loved it.&lt;br /&gt;
I get most of my new recipes from food blogs and this one orginated with Southern Living.&lt;br /&gt;
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Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7460137810333703676?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7460137810333703676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7460137810333703676&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7460137810333703676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7460137810333703676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/recipe-update.html' title='Recipe Update'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBuYaqEKS0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/uD9E1kT6HNk/s72-c/bananacobbler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4011316697758551461</id><published>2010-06-16T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:38:07.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old to New Switcheroo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Yesterday was a busy day! You know how you set aside a day and you are going to get things done...maybe those things you've wanted to do for awhile...or things you want to try...you know how we women just have this desire to improve our nest.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was one of those days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It began like every day with my Diet Dr. Pepper and some Greek yogurt&amp;nbsp;with blueberries - yum!&amp;nbsp; I had bought paint, but the color wasn't quite what I had in mind, so I had to scrap that idea.&amp;nbsp; I rearranged furniture in the front&amp;nbsp;bedrooms, and the living room.&amp;nbsp; I cleaned, and spackled holes and de-cluttered. Ahhhh, heavenly. &amp;nbsp;What is it about a freshly arranged room that gives a feeling of contentment?&amp;nbsp; It's like having a new room!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Then! I got the brilliant idea to raise my headboard and hang it on the wall.&amp;nbsp; It's a rather plain, simple headboard and very short.&amp;nbsp; With shams, you couldn't even see it.&amp;nbsp; So, off to Wally World I go to find brackets and home again to accomplish a "new" headboard.&amp;nbsp; After 3 tries to get 3 brackets level&amp;nbsp; (I confess&amp;nbsp; I love to "eyeball" things.)&amp;nbsp; Finally, success!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBjBJs33JUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BiYvzSi-p-4/s1600/June+15+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBjBJs33JUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BiYvzSi-p-4/s320/June+15+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I brought the "W" from the living room and made a "new" arrangment on the wall over the bed. I like it!&amp;nbsp; Once again, the old has become new...total cost for this re-do was the cost of the brackets, maybe $4?&amp;nbsp; I am so proud of myself!&amp;nbsp; That headboard is wedged on those brackets tightly! It cannot move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;other&amp;nbsp;projects in the works...but not finished...not ready to reveal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;I complete them, I will share another&amp;nbsp;next&amp;nbsp;segment of&amp;nbsp; Old to New Switcheroo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4011316697758551461?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4011316697758551461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4011316697758551461&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4011316697758551461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4011316697758551461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/old-to-new-switcheroo.html' title='Old to New Switcheroo'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TBjBJs33JUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BiYvzSi-p-4/s72-c/June+15+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5494256548536330243</id><published>2010-06-08T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:11:41.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Goin' On</title><content type='html'>Some weeks, there is just nothing to blog about!&amp;nbsp; I've gone to work...come home...gone to bed...gotten up...gone to work...&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight we had our first fried squash for supper - Yummy!!!&amp;nbsp; Didn't think to take picture though.&amp;nbsp; Hamburger patties in caramelized onions and a little Worcestershire sauce - Excellent!&amp;nbsp; Add sliced tomatoes and cottage cheese and Jay and I are two very happy and very FULL folks.&lt;br /&gt;
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God is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5494256548536330243?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5494256548536330243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5494256548536330243&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5494256548536330243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5494256548536330243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-much-goin-on.html' title='Not Much Goin&apos; On'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3846549878635968067</id><published>2010-06-03T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:07:41.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAek2fvZt5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/cmzoSdgb2CM/s1600/Jay+and+Lois.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAek2fvZt5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/cmzoSdgb2CM/s320/Jay+and+Lois.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For 40+ years, this woman has been a part of my life...and this man (my husband, Jay) is the one who brought her into my life...it's his Mama, Lois.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lois always treated me with respect and grace...even when I was a gangly seventeen year old girl, who didn't know anything.&amp;nbsp; Due to Lois's influence in her son's life...I came to know the Lord.&amp;nbsp; For years, Sundays meant going to church and then to Jay's parent's house for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Lois never knew who would show up.&amp;nbsp; She always had something started, and as the kids and grandkids came in, we would work together adding to the meal to have enough.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; It might be the most unusual assortment of foods, but it was always delicious and no one&amp;nbsp;ever went away&amp;nbsp;hungry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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The things I remember are an odd assortment too:&amp;nbsp; How carefully she peeled potatoes, wasting nothing. Making biscuits or rolls in a little dusting of flour on the table, the dough clinging to her fingers.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, she would tell me a certain way to do something in the kitchen, but rarely.&amp;nbsp; Always, thanking me for helping prepare or clean up.&amp;nbsp; And as little as she had, there were always extra things in her pantry, which amazed me as the mother of 6 young ones - I rarely had&amp;nbsp;extras of anything in mine! &lt;br /&gt;
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Lois never had a large or elaborate home.&amp;nbsp; She lost her home to a fire and spent the last years of life in a small, modest home.&amp;nbsp; Thanksgiving and Christmas there, meant finding a place to sit...with every inch of furniture and usually the floor as well being put to use.&amp;nbsp; Fun times full of talk and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;
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As the years passed and her back began to be a constant source of pain...she would still get up and attempt to feed us whenever we came by.&amp;nbsp; That's what moms and grandmothers do...right?&amp;nbsp; She would lean on the stove for support, stirring some pot - or trying to open the oven (that had no handle anymore) to get out those biscuits or that pan of cornbread&amp;nbsp;- I can still see her in my mind's eye -&amp;nbsp;until we could convince her to sit and let us do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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She raised 8 children all of whom have come to the Lord. There are preachers, teachers, carpenters, policemen, engineers...all kinds of professions among her children, grandchildren and great-granchildren, which are too numerous to tell. She cared for and supported her husband as long as he lived. She was an obedient and loving daughter. She had an excellent name in her church and community. &lt;br /&gt;
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She was a simple woman who trusted the Lord.&amp;nbsp; My husband has reminisced so many times, telling me how she was the last one to bed at night when he was growing up...trying to get everything done for that day and ready for the next; the&amp;nbsp;things she did when times were hard to make their lives special (making chocolate Easter eggs).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She worked in the fields...grew a garden...put up 100 quarts of every fruit and vegetable she could get in order to feed her large family.&amp;nbsp; My daughter, Jill, sat with her yesterday holding her hand and talking softly to her.&amp;nbsp; Jill said, "Mama, they were not the hands of a woman who had a manicure and pedicure every week.&amp;nbsp; They were the hands of someone who has worked very hard."&lt;br /&gt;
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No more.&amp;nbsp; Last night, Lois's labor ended and she was carried by the angels to be with Jesus. Hallelujah! And while we are teary...she is rejoicing...back straight...free of pain...hands smooth and soft and new.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She joined her husband, her dad and mom and her brother who were waiting there.&amp;nbsp; And one day, we will join her there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3846549878635968067?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3846549878635968067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3846549878635968067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3846549878635968067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3846549878635968067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/tribute.html' title='Tribute'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAek2fvZt5I/AAAAAAAAAW8/cmzoSdgb2CM/s72-c/Jay+and+Lois.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4630167010396330553</id><published>2010-06-02T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:35:03.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Glory</title><content type='html'>I think we would all agree that our supreme purpose as believers in Christ is to bring glory to Him.&amp;nbsp; We might not all agree on how we actually accomplish this feat.&amp;nbsp; I am continually coming to realize more and more that our Christian life is lived out not in the church building or in teaching Sunday School and singing in the choir...but in our relationships.&lt;br /&gt;
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Relationships...our interaction with people.&amp;nbsp; We have all sorts of relationships.&amp;nbsp; Some are intimate and some are very superficial.&amp;nbsp; My relationship with the clerks in the grocery store (they change constantly) where I live are superficial.&amp;nbsp; My relationships with my co-workers&amp;nbsp;are a&amp;nbsp;little closer...with my church family - some are quite intimate and others are limited.&amp;nbsp; My familial relationships are the closest and most intimate...they know the real me better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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It should be easy to demonstrate Christ to those we do not know well.&amp;nbsp; It is more difficult the closer the relationship is...why is that?&amp;nbsp; We sometimes take those closest to us for granted, or expect them to excuse bad behavior, after all - they're family!&lt;br /&gt;
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In our times of trouble, we have the greatest opportunity to show Christ to those around us.&amp;nbsp; When we suffer with grace and a smile...faith is demonstrated.&amp;nbsp; Lord, help us remember.&amp;nbsp; Help us stay prayed up and full of Your Word...so&amp;nbsp;that is what will&amp;nbsp;overflow on all those around us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4630167010396330553?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4630167010396330553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4630167010396330553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4630167010396330553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4630167010396330553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/06/bringing-glory.html' title='Bringing Glory'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3580415839725371986</id><published>2010-05-29T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:26:52.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Wednesday night after church, I headed for Batesville to help my mother redecorate her bedroom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I forgot about "before" pics, until I had already started taking things down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAFhmLT4j3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eoC4n7_zwQ8/s1600/Mom%27s+Room+before+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAFhmLT4j3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eoC4n7_zwQ8/s320/Mom%27s+Room+before+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chest in the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAFiGikGItI/AAAAAAAAAV0/vHGLK-9vuF8/s1600/before.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAFiGikGItI/AAAAAAAAAV0/vHGLK-9vuF8/s320/before.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Seating - Daddy's old recliner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All done in 2 days.&amp;nbsp; I am one tired puppy...sore, aching muscles from head to toe...bruises and scrapes from lugging furniture in and out of the house...working a screwdriver and a drill...but&amp;nbsp;I will recover. Flip side? I have&amp;nbsp;a happy mother who I hope feels loved and special...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;who has her own feminine space for the first time ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/1378229173853660667-3580415839725371986?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3580415839725371986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3580415839725371986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3580415839725371986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3580415839725371986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/05/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/TAFhmLT4j3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/eoC4n7_zwQ8/s72-c/Mom%27s+Room+before+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1765840660879150939</id><published>2010-05-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T10:58:54.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Important Thing</title><content type='html'>When God gave me children...it was a busy time...a tired time and looking back...the best of times.&amp;nbsp; I tried to keep them small...keep them from the world...keep them close as long as I could.&amp;nbsp; But you know what?&amp;nbsp; Kids grow up and that's a good thing.&amp;nbsp; God in His wisdom allows us many years to train our children.&amp;nbsp; They are not like&amp;nbsp;pets which mature in only a year or two...it's takes 18-20+ years by God's design.&lt;br /&gt;
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Are they perfect?&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; They are your typical PK's (preacher's kids) - not as good as maybe they ought to be...but not as bad as many believed.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; They are all grown up now... married...all but one with children of their own.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed to be able to say they are my best friends.&amp;nbsp; I am very pleased with the adults they have become.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;The parent of&amp;nbsp;adult children has a very different place.&amp;nbsp; I watch as they raise their children...I give advice when I am asked...I still love unconditionally...pray without ceasing...hurt when they hurt.&amp;nbsp; I suffer with them when trials and troubles come...do all I can to alleviate and help.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I can say without question along with John..."I have no greater joy than to know my children walk in truth."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was my job not just to raise them, but to&amp;nbsp;disciple them for Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; What if every parent realized their true job as a parent?&amp;nbsp; Yes, food and clothing and education and a place to live are very important...but not the most important.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;most important thing is for our children to know and love and serve Jesus, to make&amp;nbsp;Him&amp;nbsp;first in their heart and life.&lt;br /&gt;
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The most important thing for me now...is to continue to be faithful and live for Christ.&amp;nbsp; For my children to see a living example throughout my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1765840660879150939?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1765840660879150939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1765840660879150939&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1765840660879150939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1765840660879150939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/05/most-important-thing.html' title='The Most Important Thing'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S_1f_fRL-9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/ztpJtwXq5mo/s72-c/Weavers+immediate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8331952978552922811</id><published>2010-05-18T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T10:58:42.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Us Your Life - Favorite Books</title><content type='html'>I have always loved to read.&amp;nbsp; In school, it was mainly whatever was in the school library...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;As an adult...I used to love Mary Higgins Clark even though her books scared me to death!&lt;br /&gt;
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But now...I stick to Christian novels, books that will edify or build me up.&amp;nbsp; I am very careful what I allow to go "in".&lt;br /&gt;
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That is my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-8331952978552922811?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/8331952978552922811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=8331952978552922811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8331952978552922811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/8331952978552922811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/05/show-us-your-life-favorite-books.html' title='Show Us Your Life - Favorite Books'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S_LTZqXl4DI/AAAAAAAAAUk/H0QmUICYST0/s72-c/Gone+with+the+Wind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5601886704553284401</id><published>2010-05-18T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T09:53:39.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogland</title><content type='html'>I have tried to post for almost 2 weeks, to no avail.&amp;nbsp; You bloggers know...sometimes you've just have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have come to enjoy blogland, made up of &amp;nbsp;food blogs...decorating blogs...devotional blogs...and creative blogs.&amp;nbsp; I am especially blessed when I discover the blogger is a follower of Jesus Christ - an instant connection!&amp;nbsp;(There are lots of these women out there!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, I've noticed a trend...more young women are creating new things out of old...trying to create a lovely home on a budget...striving to raise their children to know and love Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another thing I've noticed is ...white.&amp;nbsp; Everything is white...the furniture...the walls, the accessories...the linens...the floors...the lighting - white.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Here's just a sampling:&lt;br /&gt;
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I am most successful with food blogs - imagine that!&amp;nbsp; Me?&amp;nbsp; New Recipe?&amp;nbsp; I have notebooks full of recipes I am waiting for the appropriate time to try.&amp;nbsp; And I must say, I have more success with food. This morning I tried SoNo Brownies ...can't remember which blog they were on...but they turned out exactly like the picture.&amp;nbsp; I brought them to work to honor two of my co-workers - Torya, just graduated from the U of A, and Romona, was named Educator of the Year by Cooperative Extension Service - Congratulations, Girls! The brownies were perfect.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are not in control&lt;/em&gt;...one had better have trust in God. Satan used storms in his attack on Job.&amp;nbsp; Job lost all his children, livestock...all his wealth.&amp;nbsp; When storms come...we have absolutely no control over the storm, only over how we respond.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear can take over...&lt;/em&gt; Years ago we lived in a little community that was in what they call "tornado row".&amp;nbsp; Tornadoes came through on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; Our little house sat atop a small hill and one night, the storms came.&amp;nbsp; We began to go from the front yard to the back yard, watching the sky.&amp;nbsp; It was night - we couldn't see anything unless the lightning lit the sky for a moment.&amp;nbsp; But I felt fear taking over my heart and mind.&amp;nbsp; That night I learned I have a choice.&amp;nbsp; I can watch the sky every second and let fear rule my heart...or I can check the news, use wisdom&amp;nbsp;and pray for God's protection.&amp;nbsp; There is a peace in praying, in trusting, no matter what comes.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;This morning I've read about communities where tornadoes touched down leaving destruction and death behind.&amp;nbsp; My heart hurts for those folks.&amp;nbsp; I've also read about friends and family who went to storm cellars...who lost power for awhile, but who are safe.&amp;nbsp; I am praying for those who are hurting today.&lt;br /&gt;
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this awesome metal&amp;nbsp;basket with Citrus Plum scented potpourri,&lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you, Ladies...thank you, Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5217748265406670328?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5217748265406670328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5217748265406670328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5217748265406670328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5217748265406670328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-blessed.html' title='So blessed...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S9iGdsdBxQI/AAAAAAAAATg/O2QK-oxZ6zY/s72-c/gifts+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8280677340821563510</id><published>2010-04-26T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T04:49:28.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><title type='text'>The Whole Earth Praises</title><content type='html'>I woke at 4:45 this morning and you know what I heard?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did I mention it is DARK outside?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But out there in the dark...the birds are singing their little hearts out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They are praising God...first thing in the morning...before the sun even begins to light the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I jumped out of bed...ran to the kitchen...and looked out.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't see the birds...they were nestled in the branches of the trees...but&amp;nbsp;I could see the trees with their limbs and leaves ...waving in the breeze....praising the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I have grabbed my yogurt...some delicious caramel vanilla coffee (thank you, Pillie)...my Bible and my notebook...my new bible study and I am about to have some praise time!&amp;nbsp; I am going to join the birds and the trees and all of creation.&amp;nbsp; I am going to stop the rocks from crying out this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Praise the Lord!&amp;nbsp; Creator...Giver of Life - Eternal!...the Lover of my soul...Holy, Holy, Holy...my Redeemer and Friend...Praise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I worked Monday...then drove to Batesville and picked up my Mom....then drove to Little Rock.&amp;nbsp; Mom had surgery Tuesday morning - I do not know the technical term - but she had one blocked carotid artery.&amp;nbsp; Well, no more!&amp;nbsp; Cleaned out and good to go.&amp;nbsp; Had some bp issues, so did not get discharged until almost noon yesterday.&amp;nbsp; 3 days in bed had taken their toll, so she decided to stay at Kevin's for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;
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I started my journey home, driving first to Batesville to leave Mom's car and pick up mine.&amp;nbsp; Then across to Osceola once again.&amp;nbsp; Got home about 7:30 and felt a little weary.&amp;nbsp; Good night sleep and now I am loaded&lt;br /&gt;
and about to leave to meet Joy and Jill in West Memphis and head&amp;nbsp;for Atlanta, GA to hear Beth Moore.&amp;nbsp; I am so looking forward to hearing the WORD and worshipping with other women and Travis Cottrell as our leader.&amp;nbsp; Joy said we're going to "get fixed" - LOL!&amp;nbsp; The Word is definitely good for whatever ails you.&lt;br /&gt;
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The "new" Word that God has thrilled my heart with this week is from Psalm 50, verse 5: "&lt;em&gt;Gather my saints together until Me; those that have made a covenant with Me by sacrifice."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Glory!&amp;nbsp; That's me!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Word says those who trust in Jesus are saints!&amp;nbsp; And my&amp;nbsp;covenant (contract)&amp;nbsp;with my Jesus is based on His supreme once for all sacrifice of Himself...satisfying God's justice...giving me access to the Father through Him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Blessings!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3630515935757378720?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3630515935757378720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3630515935757378720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3630515935757378720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3630515935757378720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/04/driving-driving-driving.html' title='Driving, Driving, Driving'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-27991817079586113</id><published>2010-04-17T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:21:34.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 68:6a</title><content type='html'>I have heard many who are single&amp;nbsp;cling to this verse as their promise of a future marriage and family.&amp;nbsp; Tonight as I reflect on the weekend...I realized that God sets everyone in a family.&amp;nbsp; We all start out solitary.&amp;nbsp; When we marry - we are no longer alone...and then He blesses with family, the heritage He gives.&lt;br /&gt;
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This weekend, I was blessed to continue enjoying the family God has placed me in.&amp;nbsp; Chris and Kerri came to spend the night, bringing Kandace for us to love and enjoy.&amp;nbsp; She is now 18 months old, and talks a mile a minute.&amp;nbsp; There's only one tiny problem...no one knows what she is saying.&amp;nbsp; Oh, once in awhile, she speaks English.&amp;nbsp; She gets silly and giggles and does this fake laugh - and of course it all makes us laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aren't they precious?&amp;nbsp; So, my day was filled with laughter, diapers, bottles, snacks... did I say laughter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I truly laughed until I cried, over and over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think there is nothing better than children.&amp;nbsp; Sweet kisses!&amp;nbsp; Laying down to go to sleep at naptime.&amp;nbsp; Singing "The Wheels on the Bus".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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More&amp;nbsp;laughter, kisses&amp;nbsp;and joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7980523309387740899?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7980523309387740899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7980523309387740899&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7980523309387740899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7980523309387740899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-what-ive-been-doing.html' title='This is what I&apos;ve been doing...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S8Z4pHbfVhI/AAAAAAAAARU/GeyNyhdGQHY/s72-c/April+11-13,+2010+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2344039097333817310</id><published>2010-04-12T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T10:32:24.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Win</title><content type='html'>Sweet Rebekah, whose blog I read very often, hosted a give-away.&amp;nbsp; This is what it was...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her own homemade strawberry jam!&amp;nbsp; Yummy.&amp;nbsp; She also posted the recipe with step by step directions.&amp;nbsp; I have made strawberry jam many, many years ago - and now I may be inspired to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anywho...I never win anything.&amp;nbsp; Seriously.&amp;nbsp; Never.&amp;nbsp; Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, you can imagine my delight when I got an email from her requesting my address so she could send my jam to me...because I WON!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But this one time is something so wonderful...it makes up for all those never...evers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can check-out Rebekah's blog, all about trying to live as a godly wife and mom to 3 little boys at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-6777438739817352409?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/6777438739817352409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=6777438739817352409&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6777438739817352409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/6777438739817352409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-week.html' title='Easter Week'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S7yNDBiOaJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/ccBpTcW5GS8/s72-c/Easter+2010+mine+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5652547917043547724</id><published>2010-04-02T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:09:41.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew</title><content type='html'>Tried to post this earlier but google did not cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today is my baby boy's birthday (shhh, don't tell him I called him that).&amp;nbsp; Andrew Jay made his entrance to this world 29 years ago.&amp;nbsp; It's so hard to believe my youngest child is 29.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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What can I say about Andrew?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brilliant...understands concepts I can't even begin to see&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Talented...self-taught guitarist, music writer, singer&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Creative...designs houses, designs &amp;amp; builds furniture, designs &amp;amp; installs&amp;nbsp;audio-visual systems,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; creates awesome ppt programs&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Tender-hearted...tries to hide this one&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Courageous...the meaning of his name -&amp;nbsp;takes a stand for his convictions&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;This is just a few of the things that make Andrew who he is.&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;
I am SO thankful God sent you to us and I love you dearly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5652547917043547724?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5652547917043547724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5652547917043547724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5652547917043547724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5652547917043547724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/04/andrew.html' title='Andrew'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S7Z27uVT-zI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9MM2EQvlvnw/s72-c/ROTC+ball,+mar2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-8871824995347745555</id><published>2010-03-26T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:27:55.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Object Lesson</title><content type='html'>I love object lessons.&amp;nbsp; We tend to think only children benefit from them, but I believe adults do as well.&amp;nbsp; Today, I created an object lesson - accidentally - not on purpose.&amp;nbsp; Here it is...&lt;br /&gt;
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Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2840509194981663887?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2840509194981663887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2840509194981663887&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2840509194981663887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2840509194981663887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/03/baking-today.html' title='Baking Today'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S6U1pwc3WJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GpijjB_nB8A/s72-c/Toffee+Nut+Muffins+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3950049868205597842</id><published>2010-03-15T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:41:21.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speech'/><title type='text'>What's Goin' On?</title><content type='html'>What's goin' on?&amp;nbsp; Today I'm ready to share what's goin' on - &amp;nbsp;in me.&amp;nbsp; I've been facilitating the Bible study, "&lt;em&gt;Conversation Peace&lt;/em&gt;" taught by Mary Kassian.&amp;nbsp; I went through this study about 10 or more years ago.&amp;nbsp; I've been thrilled, blessed and convicted all over again with God's Word.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I need this study about every 6 months, we are such forgetful creatures.&lt;br /&gt;
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It's amazing that God loves us...that He puts up with us while we are on this journey called LIFE.&amp;nbsp; He is so patient and gracious - forgiving and kind.&amp;nbsp; He keeps working on me day by day.&amp;nbsp; The wondrous thing is that if I will only cooperate with Him - He WILL accomplish His will in me.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then you spread this fluffy, sticky mixture&amp;nbsp;into a sprayed pan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;coated with powdered sugar and cornstarch and leave them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;sitting out on the the counter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5MEVHeW_gI/AAAAAAAAANU/jTeHqksjkh0/s1600-h/Marshmallows+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5MEVHeW_gI/AAAAAAAAANU/jTeHqksjkh0/s320/Marshmallows+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;marshmallows!!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Final step...dipping in chocolate and graham cracker crumbs...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QYGwUxYHI/AAAAAAAAANk/K0Iw1lklxyc/s1600-h/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QYGwUxYHI/AAAAAAAAANk/K0Iw1lklxyc/s320/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As Rachel says...Yum-o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here is a bonus...for free...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;one of my new favorites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QYiknxZoI/AAAAAAAAANs/PcCwTwfENCs/s1600-h/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QYiknxZoI/AAAAAAAAANs/PcCwTwfENCs/s320/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Peanut Butter 'n Jelly Pie...before Cool Whip...and after!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QY3umzK9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/E3_KgswLs0Q/s1600-h/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5QY3umzK9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/E3_KgswLs0Q/s320/Peanut+Butter+Pie+and+S%27mores+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm off to Ladies Bible Study!&amp;nbsp; If I fill my mouth with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;good things...it leaves me less time to put my foot in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/1378229173853660667-4360920828156549371?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4360920828156549371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4360920828156549371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4360920828156549371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4360920828156549371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/03/marshmallows.html' title='Marshmallows!'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S5MBUZ84XLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mwcf2xHpEwY/s72-c/Marshmallows+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3800143716341598996</id><published>2010-02-26T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:08:04.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Thursday, I painted my bathroom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love it!&amp;nbsp; I have had this leopard shower curtain in a stark white bathroom too long.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I go in now, I just savor the color.&amp;nbsp; It's like a balm to my spirit.&amp;nbsp; (must be a female thing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday, our anniverary,&amp;nbsp;I played a joke on Jay...he left me an anniversary love note written on our pantry door chalkboard.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before he could point it out to me...I switched the names making it from me to him!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was a gift from our congregation for Pastor's Appreciation!&amp;nbsp; We are so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved to Washington state after only being married 4 months...homesick!!!!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Started our family&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved to Alaska&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved back to Washington&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jay called to preach&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved back to Arkansas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I got saved at Bogg Springs Baptist Camp&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved to Little Rock to attend seminary&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pastoring&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved to Alaska again&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved back to Arkansas&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Leading Christian schools&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Six children...smile&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved to Little Rock...again&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Pastoring&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Children grown, married, grandchildren....smile&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Stepping out in faith, leaving pastorate, not knowing where we are going&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Moved to the Delta...flat land...crops...cotton&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Leaving behind our children...12 grandchildren&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wonderful new church family&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;As I write this...it's bedtime and we have a broken pipe in the bathroom wall, water everywhere...can't shower...LOL!&lt;/li&gt;
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41 years isn't so long....we've many experiences ahead...Lord willing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4479852949170950275?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4479852949170950275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4479852949170950275&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4479852949170950275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4479852949170950275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/02/41-years.html' title='41 Years'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2373128405252957216</id><published>2010-02-16T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:02:40.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning, my sweet hubby said, "Did you see your valentine?"&amp;nbsp; I looked at him with a blank expression that clearly stated, "Say what?"&amp;nbsp; So, he repeated, "Did you see your valentine?" also gesturing toward the doorway.&amp;nbsp; I looked, saw nothing and looked at him again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Awww, gotta love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2373128405252957216?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2373128405252957216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2373128405252957216&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2373128405252957216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2373128405252957216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S3rBe33ahdI/AAAAAAAAALk/pOmtQpG2IIU/s72-c/My+Valentine+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2870558698706854971</id><published>2010-02-09T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:23:15.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S3F7cpbVz-I/AAAAAAAAALU/mtouI4R5mvY/s1600-h/hourglass.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S3F7cpbVz-I/AAAAAAAAALU/mtouI4R5mvY/s320/hourglass.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week, I watched as&amp;nbsp;my Daddy drew his final breaths.&amp;nbsp; Each pause grew longer and longer, until there was no more.&amp;nbsp; I waited for the next...and it seemed as if time stood still.&amp;nbsp; The next morning, that was the thing that impacted me the most.&amp;nbsp; Time did NOT stand still.&amp;nbsp; Everything went right along as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This week, I had to let my Daddy go....to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since we realized Daddy's cancer was terminal, I've had one prayer - for good last days and a quick passing.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday started well, but as the day progressed, his condition deteriorated.&lt;br /&gt;
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Only later could we see how God led us to make decisions that allowed ...us to have individual final words of love and affirmation and&amp;nbsp;him to pass&amp;nbsp;with dignity in&amp;nbsp;privacy&amp;nbsp;with his&amp;nbsp;family.&amp;nbsp; Not many get to do that in this day and age.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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We do not grieve as those who have no hope - our hope is in Christ,&amp;nbsp;our Resurrected Savior.&amp;nbsp; We can only imagine the glorious welcome committee&amp;nbsp;that met Daddy when he arrived: Jesus, his mother and father, his brothers and sisters, and my little one (I'm somewhat jealous that he got to meet her first).&amp;nbsp; We rejoice to know he is no longer in pain.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right now, we cry - but we smile through our tears as we share stories and more often than not, we end up in laughter, because Daddy enriched our lives.&amp;nbsp; He loved life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He brought laughter and joy in&amp;nbsp;our lives.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;nbsp;miss him so!&lt;br /&gt;
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And in case you are wondering...God did give him good last days - he made it through his 80th birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas and my brother's birthday party.&amp;nbsp; He also had&amp;nbsp;an unbelievably quick passage into his heavenly reward.&amp;nbsp; God is good!&lt;br /&gt;
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Years ago, we would try to get to 'church' no matter the weather.&amp;nbsp; One Sunday, we drove around in a near blizzard&amp;nbsp;just looking for a church that was meeting.&amp;nbsp; Finally had to go home.&amp;nbsp; One memorable Sunday, we attempted to get to our services after an ice event...only to suddenly find ourselves flying down the road sideways and end up&amp;nbsp;centering our hood in a tree!&amp;nbsp; The only injury was my broken wrist, thankfully.&amp;nbsp; We learned something that time.&amp;nbsp; What exactly were we trying to prove?&lt;br /&gt;
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You've heard people say, "I think God understands."&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I'll admit, this is an annoying statement.&amp;nbsp; We use this to justify what we want to do.&amp;nbsp; But honestly, God has all the information.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, He understands completely. &amp;nbsp;If I am just making excuses - God knows it - He sees my heart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Was it wise to drive in a blizzard just to have worship services?&amp;nbsp; Not much.&amp;nbsp; Was it wise to endanger the lives of our family to get to church on the ice?&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; But it all goes back to the heart.&amp;nbsp; Why do we do what we do?&amp;nbsp; Are we trying to merit favor?&amp;nbsp; Impossible!&amp;nbsp; Are we worried about what others think?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Is it that important to gather together in corporate worship? Absolutely! God teaches the importance of the church corporate, in fact, the word church means "a called out&lt;strong&gt; assembly&lt;/strong&gt;".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But when&amp;nbsp;we can't assemble, can&amp;nbsp;we worship at home?&amp;nbsp; Yes!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, It's Amelia Joy!&amp;nbsp; And she was SO glad to see me - LOL!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We talked and had the best conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That has always amazed me.&amp;nbsp; How a little one starts trying&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the ooohs and goos?&amp;nbsp; You talk to them and they work&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so hard to talk to you. They desire to communicate!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I believe this is&amp;nbsp;a God-given characteristic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God's eternal desire and plan is to be with man and to &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;communicate with us.&amp;nbsp; Glory!&amp;nbsp; I'll never understand why&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the God of the Universe has any desire to hear what I have&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to say or tell me all about Himself - but He does.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next time you converse with a tiny 3 month old, remember...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we have a desire to communicate and God desires to communicate&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with you and with me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day, Jesus will return and I will ever be with him (1 Thess. 4).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The most important decision one can ever make, is to be ready&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to go with Him when He comes!&amp;nbsp; Are you ready?????????&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1786555281789833590?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1786555281789833590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1786555281789833590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1786555281789833590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1786555281789833590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-thoughts-about-communicating.html' title='Random thoughts about communicating...'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S128HbW07OI/AAAAAAAAAKU/BFPdMrPEtJo/s72-c/Jan%25205th%2520001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7655795653010812605</id><published>2010-01-22T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:56:52.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Some of you who know me, know that my dad isn't well.&amp;nbsp; Even though I was with my parents last week,&amp;nbsp;all day Wednesday, I kept feeling this strong feeling that I needed to go to my mom and dad's.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I told my husband when I got home from work, "I feel like I need to go to Mom and Dad's when I get off at noon tomorrow" - and of course, he said - "Go".&amp;nbsp; So,&amp;nbsp; I emailed mom, "I'm coming tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I will spend the night." &amp;nbsp;I got her response and it was full of relief - "I'm go glad you are coming.&amp;nbsp; I need you.&amp;nbsp; We got the hospital bed and&amp;nbsp;the full bed is in the front bedroom - my furniture is everywhere."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her distress was evident.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then I realized that it was the Lord was impressing me to go - He knew the need and I didn't.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So, today I moved furniture around, packed and put things in storage.&amp;nbsp;(I wish I had a before and after pic!)&amp;nbsp; Now my mom has a neat, and somewhat orderly home again.&amp;nbsp; She feels less overwhelmed and we got to spend the day together.&amp;nbsp;I enjoyed it!&amp;nbsp; I feel like I got to show a just little bit of&amp;nbsp;gratitude for my "raising" - for all my parents have done for me in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7655795653010812605?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7655795653010812605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7655795653010812605&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7655795653010812605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7655795653010812605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-gratitude.html' title='A Little Gratitude'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2002554190506770544</id><published>2010-01-17T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:08:55.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose LIFE!</title><content type='html'>Today is Sanctity of Life Sunday - for 20+ years our family has marched in the Arkansas Right to Life March.&amp;nbsp; When we moved&amp;nbsp;here - it was too far to drive to Little Rock in time for the march, so - we have driven to Memphis the past two years.&amp;nbsp; It has been a disappointment - a bit of a let down, I have to admit.&amp;nbsp; This year, our church led in starting an annual Right to Life march right here in our hometown, for our county and eventually we hope for Northeast Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;
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We had a pretty good turn-out for the first.&amp;nbsp; It was wonderful!&amp;nbsp; We so appreciate our people who took it to heart and came, our men who helped load, set-up and re-load the sound equipment.&amp;nbsp; We are excited to see what God is going to do&amp;nbsp;in the years to come.&amp;nbsp; What a privilege to be allowed to be involved in the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish I had a picture to show you!&amp;nbsp; One of our sweet young couples who are expecting, created a poster with the ultrasound of their new baby - it was precious and PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;
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God, the life giver, says in Deuteronomy 30:19, "I call to record against you this day, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing; therefore, choose life - that you and your children may live."&lt;br /&gt;
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Folks, get out of your recliners...get out of your comfort zone...take a stand and choose LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-2002554190506770544?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/2002554190506770544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=2002554190506770544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2002554190506770544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/2002554190506770544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/choose-life.html' title='Choose LIFE!'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-7438731724762775748</id><published>2010-01-13T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:31:59.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>I love snow.&amp;nbsp; Today, I splurged....on...yes...you guessed it...snow!&amp;nbsp; Last week, I visited one of my favorite shops in Blytheville, Sisters, to pick up at item I needed for my Bible Study sign-up table.&amp;nbsp;It was obvious they were in the process of taking down Christmas decor - there were wreaths and things everywhere.&amp;nbsp; As I was leaving, I noticed these "hangings" for want of a better description.&amp;nbsp; I stopped, looked and asked the price.&amp;nbsp; The young lady told me they were marked, but neither she nor I could find the price anywhere.&amp;nbsp; I left, but those hangings have stayed in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday, on a whim, I called and asked about them.&amp;nbsp; They called me back and told me they were put away, but they would get some out and they would be 1/2 price.&amp;nbsp; Yay!!!&amp;nbsp; I was sold.&amp;nbsp; Today, I went by &lt;br /&gt;
and picked them up and I couldn't wait to get home and put them up.&amp;nbsp; Here they are...&lt;br /&gt;
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LOL!&amp;nbsp; I can have snow anytime I want, for as long as I want!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I was hoping Jay wouldn't notice...it usually takes him a week or two...but he was only home&lt;br /&gt;
for a few minutes when he said, "I see you went back to Sisters."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guilty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-7438731724762775748?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/7438731724762775748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=7438731724762775748&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7438731724762775748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/7438731724762775748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow!'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S06PJm2orVI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ovPg5ImASMQ/s72-c/Misc+138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3486185432067613544</id><published>2010-01-12T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:07:14.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I tackle Proverbs 12?</title><content type='html'>It's already past my bedtime...but I've gotten to visit with two of my&lt;br /&gt;
grown children tonight...a privilege.&amp;nbsp; You know our children do not&lt;br /&gt;
have to call us...or love us...or visit us...or even care about us.&amp;nbsp; It's&lt;br /&gt;
a choice they make to continue a relationship they had no choice&lt;br /&gt;
about starting. :)&amp;nbsp; I don't know where that all came from.&lt;br /&gt;
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Proverbs 12:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to work on accepting reproof...it isn't feminine to be "brutish"&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The righteous are established...putting down roots that hold us in place&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;As a wife, I can be a crown or cause rotten bones...it's my choice to be virtuous or not&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;I want to spend more time meditating on verse 5...I think there is something here - the thoughts of the righteous vs. the opinions of the wicked.&amp;nbsp; My first inclination is that opinions are just that - opinions, based on any number of factors.&amp;nbsp; Righteous thoughts must be based on truth, the Word, in order to be deemed righteous thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I need to learn to differentiate between my thoughts (truth) and my opinions.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;God values a wise tongue and a good word...they guide, cheer and makes others glad.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;All these comparisons and contrasts cause me to examine my heart, my righteousness, my thoughts, my tongue...the value of communicating with God...what comes from it - change and renewal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-3486185432067613544?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/3486185432067613544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=3486185432067613544&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3486185432067613544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/3486185432067613544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/shall-i-tackle-proverbs-12.html' title='Shall I tackle Proverbs 12?'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-5749712433270797137</id><published>2010-01-11T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:48:15.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom for Today</title><content type='html'>These are things that spoke to me today from Proverbs 11:&lt;br /&gt;
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The value of righteousness...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It directs my way...keeps me on the straight path&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It delivers me&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It has a SURE reward...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It&amp;nbsp;gives LIFE...I want to really live&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It will be rewarded in the earth - not just in eternity, but in my lifetime&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;Two things about my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I destroy others with my mouth...I am a HYPOCRITE&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;If I share secrets...I am a GOSSIP&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;As a woman...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A faithful spirit conceals a matter...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Discretion is more valuable than beauty...I don't want to be a pig with a gold nose ring&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;A gracious woman has honor...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-5749712433270797137?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/5749712433270797137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=5749712433270797137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5749712433270797137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/5749712433270797137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2010/01/wisdom-for-today.html' title='Wisdom for Today'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-4655474816415801535</id><published>2009-12-31T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:27:01.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In a few hours we will usher in the year 2010. Unbelievable. I can well remember all the hubbub about going into 2000, the scares and the unknown of it all. We blinked our eyes, and here it is 2010 already!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am reminded that God instructs us to re-&lt;strong&gt;new&lt;/strong&gt; our minds daily. Growing spiritually is a continual process of &lt;strong&gt;"new"&lt;/strong&gt; - how awesome is that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4655474816415801535?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4655474816415801535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4655474816415801535&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4655474816415801535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4655474816415801535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-things-new.html' title='All Things New'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/SzzPrhwheiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/nd_VdWS89eQ/s72-c/Amelia+smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1448444289823750370</id><published>2009-12-28T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:21:55.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have tried to write something for the past 2 weeks...to no avail. Everything sounded quite dry and boring. I haven't done much besides bake and make goodies for Christmas. Some were a hit and many were not touched. But tonight, I have a picture! So, I will post it and show you what I've done in the past little bit. &lt;/div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;From the &lt;em&gt;Lick the Bowl&lt;/em&gt; food blog, I got a simple recipe for Cinnamon Rolls. They are quite delicious. Here they are!&lt;/div&gt;
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I have 100's upon 100's of cookbooks, cooking magazines, printed sheets, torn out pages, recipes cards and handwritten sheets. I could never begin to make them all in my lifetime. Yet, I still see a recipe and I want to stop and read it, examine it - think about how easy or difficult it would be to make. I keep them by my chair in the living room and when I'm free, that's where you will find me...with my recipes. 
I have recently discovered a new avenue to feed this addiction - food blogs.  Oh my goodness!  There, I can often see it created step by step - and view the finished product and then read what the blogger world has to say about it!
I especially love the holidays as they are an excuse to try recipes I've been admiring. I enjoy reading all types of recipes, but desserts and breads are my favorites.
My girls will tell you, I rarely make a recipe exactly as written. Invariably, there is either some ingredient I do not care for, or do not have - so I adjust, leave it out, or use something else!

Here's one recipe I tried last week - I did actually taste this one and it's yummy for the Christmas season:

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cranberry &amp;amp; Turkey Finger Sandwiches&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;em&gt;(taken from Taste of the South and adapted, of course!)&lt;/em&gt;

Bread, with crusts removed (wheat or white, your preference)
Sliced Turkey
Cranberry Spread (I was making lots for a reception, so I mixed 1 can of wholeberry cranberry sauce with 8 oz. softenend cream cheese - you can adjust this amount and to your own taste)
Fresh baby spinach

Simply make a sandwich by spreading each bread slice with the cranberry spread - add turkey and pieces of spinach - put together and cut in half diagonally.

They are beautiful and tasty.

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&lt;em&gt;Bon Appetite!     &lt;/em&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4085651083321406171?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4085651083321406171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4085651083321406171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4085651083321406171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4085651083321406171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-addicted.html' title='I&apos;m Addicted'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-2107390236100725524</id><published>2009-12-07T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T17:12:08.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a Holy Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/Sx2lPex19YI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Tcu4YpI5YRU/s1600-h/Bethlehem+sign+closeup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412664012547945858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/Sx2lPex19YI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Tcu4YpI5YRU/s200/Bethlehem+sign+closeup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;




&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thought I'd share the project I've been most consumed with for the past month. Our church presented A Walk through Bethlehem this year for the past 3 nights. I can't begin to tell you how hard our people have worked or the passion they poured into every detail. We got to share the gospel through the birth of Christ with  477 people. "Mary" sang &lt;em&gt;Once upon a Holy Night"&lt;/em&gt; 19 times and every time my heart was filled and my eyes overflowed. I will post a few pictures...and I hope you will never lose the wonder of our Savior becoming man and being born in a stable...in order to die on a cross in our place. Glory! Hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;

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&lt;div&gt;33 years ago today...God gave us Jill Amelyn. What a blessing she continues to be in our lives. This morning we called to sing Happy Birthday to her. This is becoming our birthday tradition - we recently decided. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;This year God gave Jill - Amelia Joy - after years of infertility. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a good mommy she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Sweet Pillie!  I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-4150370934886447001?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/4150370934886447001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=4150370934886447001&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4150370934886447001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/4150370934886447001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2009/12/33-years-ago.html' title='33 Years Ago'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/Sxfs-JI7W7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/cZ9WRtCqYrc/s72-c/with+Mommy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-1893462224106475745</id><published>2009-11-13T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:40:44.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I came home to these:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I asked, "What are these for?"  (smile)  Jay said, "I saw them and realized
it's been a long time since I brought you flowers for no reason."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sweet, sweet hubby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know God is like that.  He gives us blessings all the time (like a husband
who brings flowers) for no reason, except that He is good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you, Jay, for the beautiful flowers and the love behind them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you, Father, for a loving husband and all the blessings you give me
every day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1378229173853660667-1893462224106475745?l=lawofkindness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/feeds/1893462224106475745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1378229173853660667&amp;postID=1893462224106475745&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1893462224106475745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1378229173853660667/posts/default/1893462224106475745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lawofkindness.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-hubby.html' title='Sweet Hubby'/><author><name>Momx6</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191653103259418185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/S0ypmjzPmHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/g-_RNLWwByM/S220/mom1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_25HZZSHO1Ns/Sv1vG4jy_ZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YzBx4aGRXZk/s72-c/November+13,+2009+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378229173853660667.post-3865153104755496279</id><published>2009-11-05T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:26:31.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so blessed...</title><content type='html'>My heart overflows today - I am so blessed! We have a new granddaughter who is so precious - mom a
