<?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-6091458183486346826</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:54:44.171-08:00</updated><category term='Sorrowful'/><category term='In Memory'/><category term='Work Related'/><category term='Bonding Purposes'/><category term='Meal prep'/><category term='Sharing'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Reflective'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Experience'/><category term='To Inspire'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>Reflective Hearts</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where we can blend, share and enjoy (yes laugh!) at whatever life gives us!  Bonded and Proud..that's us... united HEARTS!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8670635119198051340</id><published>2011-05-04T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:21:37.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Free Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1niqi7ttpA/TcIXhDqqVxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tjFTt6TEeXE/s1600/Free%2BSpirit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1niqi7ttpA/TcIXhDqqVxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tjFTt6TEeXE/s400/Free%2BSpirit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603066743089682194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;free spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; (definition) n.&lt;/i&gt; One who is not restrained, as by convention or obligation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this age of 'busyness', we all long for some "free time".  Personal time that we can waste at our whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't think BUSYNESS is a word, look it up (I DID!), :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the busy definitions that made me smile (actually laugh out loud):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as a bee —Geoffrey Chaucer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as a dog with fleas —Anon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as a fiddler’s elbow —Harry Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as an oven at Christmas —Michael Denham&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as ants in a breadbox —Anon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Busy as a ticking clock —Anon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hurried..like one who had always a multiplicity of tasks on hand —Charlotte Brontë &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As jobs, family, obligations (the multiplicity of tasks!) seems to take every bit of our strength, attention and time... we long to be... FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever said, "I wish I could..."? Go ahead, admit it!  We all have wished for those moments of tranquility, reflection... our "Calgon... take me away" times. When you close your eyes while relaxing, where do you wish to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you feel FREE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was reading in Psalms concerning "restoration" and loved the ending of this scripture passage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-14703"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-14704"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free spirit&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+51%3A11-12&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;Psalm 51:11-12&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are restored and "well again", the scripture then tells us that our spirit will be 'free'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to picture a FREE SPIRIT!  I imagined laughter and dancing, skipping, with more laughter... and I felt a kindred spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul longs to be free!  I hope yours does to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get bogged down for so long that you forget what "light-heartedness" means!  That you forget to look up and see the stars at night... or listen for the frogs singing before dusk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find joy, may you find peace and most of all, may your heart and soul be FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the things I wish for you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8670635119198051340?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8670635119198051340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-spirit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8670635119198051340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8670635119198051340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-spirit.html' title='Free Spirit'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1niqi7ttpA/TcIXhDqqVxI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tjFTt6TEeXE/s72-c/Free%2BSpirit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-1467575345379366242</id><published>2011-04-22T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T09:54:21.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>One Year.. Stronger for it</title><content type='html'>Life gets busy... like "REALLY BUSY" sometimes. Full. Hectic.  Crazy.  And not just with jobs and family... but with  pressures, needs, demands and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not written a post on this blog for over one year.  Where did the time go?   I tried to search, dig deep into my feelings during this last year... there were so many highlights, that I staggered at my emotions.  How do you share when the 'lessons' are so private, so real, so 'raw', that you are almost afraid to acknowledge them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this we all know, through it all, He is with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When learning and 'training ourselves' to lean and depend on Jesus, we KNOW that he is with us in the Valleys and on the Mountain top.  But it is a whole different journey when these valleys arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storms.  Anguish.  Aloneness.  Misery.  Grief for attacks against us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the first to want to take the higher ground.  Be the optimist.  Think positive... ignore the negative.  But there are times that 'hardness' cannot be ignored.   It is present... in our face... constant... wrapping our hearts in chains.  The severity and tightening of the bands around our heart, seems unmovable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that now, more than ever, we need to let others know that they are not alone.  Encourage each other.  So that no-one feels abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abandoned.  Alone. Such lonely words.  Conjuring up pity and self-loathing that should NEVER determine our in-ward thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how do we handle the 'hard times', 'worst of times'?  These are the moments, experiences that try our very soul.  Yes, we all are tempted.  But we need to know that we can be over-comers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, there is not any "magic answers".  Just Faith... the Godly Faith that God gave us a measure of.  Oh how strong Faith is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you find that Faith.  Faith that keeps walking.  Faith that believes when there is really no reason for believing.  The "knowing" that once the weight is lifted, we will be free again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free to smile.  Free to pursue those trails that God opens up.  Free to tell of "How I got over".  Free to see the whole picture and be able to encourage others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sunshine returns after the long drought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you leap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you smile ever so brightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are able to take what you have learned and "rise above the circumstance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope after the storm, you are "Stronger for it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIZMLLOjFhc/TbJdU9UvSGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/KvNO4b6vWtE/s1600/stronger%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIZMLLOjFhc/TbJdU9UvSGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/KvNO4b6vWtE/s400/stronger%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598639901415262306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later, I can say... "In my weakness, He is strong".  And it that strength, what lessons we learn...  please pass them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you been through this past year?  Grief?  Betrayal? Rejection? Fear?  Disloyalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you are still standing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encourage yourself, save yourself.  Encourage one, save many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-1467575345379366242?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1467575345379366242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-year-stronger-for-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1467575345379366242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1467575345379366242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-year-stronger-for-it.html' title='One Year.. Stronger for it'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iIZMLLOjFhc/TbJdU9UvSGI/AAAAAAAAAi4/KvNO4b6vWtE/s72-c/stronger%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8847265883435969659</id><published>2010-03-10T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T00:01:03.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Postcards from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jwk-gfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BEdJy4nAHkw/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jwk-gfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BEdJy4nAHkw/s400/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445766257989026290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I was "antiquing" with my wonderful Minnesota girlies (Lori &amp;amp; Greyley), it gave me a chance to look through some wonderful old postcards.  Not only were there STACKS of them available (I'm talking hundreds in a couple different antique malls), there were some REALLY OLD ones!  Not only were the post dates (1909, 1914, and more) fun to look at, but the one cent stamps were interesting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the postcards were from places... cities, towns... just like the most common ones we send out today from vacation spots to let those we know back home how much fun we are having! (You know, all the 'bragging' and sympathy remarks... "Wish you were here!" LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were actual Christmas Cards... so beautifully illustrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jtsu7TI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Hi9iwTqnE7g/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jtsu7TI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Hi9iwTqnE7g/s400/DSCN0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445766257216253234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jJ1GdgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/2viN-NRfXxc/s1600-h/DSCN0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jJ1GdgI/AAAAAAAAAiI/2viN-NRfXxc/s400/DSCN0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445766247587673602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember years ago looking at pictures of my Grandfather's family put on postcards.  Oh, how lovely they are! (You know the ones, where everyone is dressed in their Sunday best and NEVER smiled!  right? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all the "Post Card Lovers" out there, let's share something today... a little bit of encouraging, hope, faith and love.  Get you out some cards, postcards, stationery, whatever you have... and send out some 'connections' to someone today!  Reconnect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been meditating on the feeling of self-pity.  You know the best way to 'kick the blues'? Just reach out to someone else... when you are sending all that kindness, your self-pity will disappear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus sends out love letters to us... old ones (in his WORD), constant ones (the preaching of his WORD) and the NOW ones..... when someone uses their hands and hearts like HIS!  I love when I feel his touch... through someone sending me some "Postcards from Heaven".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8847265883435969659?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8847265883435969659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/03/postcards-from-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8847265883435969659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8847265883435969659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/03/postcards-from-heaven.html' title='Postcards from Heaven'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S5M_jwk-gfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BEdJy4nAHkw/s72-c/DSCN0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5452785330068722347</id><published>2010-02-24T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:01:00.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Keeping your options open</title><content type='html'>The more 'days' I see, the more amazed I am!  God just "out-does himself" with each new piece of knowledge that I acquire.  His wisdom and ways are truly past finding out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the many types of animals and vegetation, the beauty of the spectrum... the beautiful rainbow peeking through a rainy sky and I am just 'awed' by the complexity and simplicity of our Savior.  He just goes above and beyond in everything he does!  No wonder we are such complex creatures!  In HIS image for sure!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many different types of birds are there?  REALLY!  Just trying to figure that one out is mind-boggling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C3kvr9DoI/AAAAAAAAAho/VfEj6pKml6M/s1600-h/Glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C3kvr9DoI/AAAAAAAAAho/VfEj6pKml6M/s400/Glasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440550191767555714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met up with some of my friends this past summer for lunch (enjoying some good fish at &lt;a href="http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-lookout-sightings-1.html"&gt;Coleman's&lt;/a&gt; in Wheeling) we all had on reading glasses!  I shouldn't be surprised since we are 'women of a certain age'.... and 'no, do not ask...because we will not tell'.  I'll just say that we are all within about four years of each other!!! I just have to report that I am on the "younger end of that graph!"  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4RfaOJJblI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CgwsxKIXMNU/s1600-h/The+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4RfaOJJblI/AAAAAAAAAiA/CgwsxKIXMNU/s400/The+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579153848102482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we were, Suzie (who now lives in Texas with her four children and their families!), Me (living in Grantsville, WV), Teresa Glover (living in the Weirton, WV) and Michele Forsythe (my sister-in-law who lives in Wheeling, WV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such fun laughing and catching up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4RfaA2GIRI/AAAAAAAAAh4/G-tEiSliJo4/s1600-h/Michele+in+Glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4RfaA2GIRI/AAAAAAAAAh4/G-tEiSliJo4/s400/Michele+in+Glasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441579150278533394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all had out glasses laying on the table, it was the opportune moment to get the picture I took above.  Each of us had such different tastes in colors and design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Michele, pictured above... she "color coordinates" her glasses with her attire.  I so love that!  You will find her wearing striped, polka-dotted or brightly colored glasses to accent her wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just brings to mind all the ways that God opens up his pot of "endless opportunities" to us.  He has so many options for us to enjoy in this life!   Some will choose solids, others stripes and others may select a rainbow of colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We follow HIS his path and leading, but HE allows us joy along the way.  Don't forget to look for it!   What makes you laugh?  A child at play?  What gives you satisfaction?  Calling a shut-in or visiting an elder? What makes you smile?  Doing something extra special for those you love? Reaching out with his love with your hands.... many  possibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's loving attributes can be obtained in many ways.... keep your options open!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5452785330068722347?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5452785330068722347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/keeping-your-options-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5452785330068722347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5452785330068722347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/keeping-your-options-open.html' title='Keeping your options open'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C3kvr9DoI/AAAAAAAAAho/VfEj6pKml6M/s72-c/Glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8985124356283953427</id><published>2010-02-23T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T04:11:09.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>SHHHH...a</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C2eoQEqvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/3Lu9PVyH31k/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C2eoQEqvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/3Lu9PVyH31k/s400/DSCN0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440548987180722930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I saw the sign on her bedroom door. Grandma Thel (my Great-Step-Grandma Thelma Virden) had it hanging in her bedroom at Dad and Nan's house.  She made no excuses for praying... anytime, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was easy to give a soft chuckle when Grandma Thel would start praying in the middle of a TV show that got too violent... and you would be moved when you heard her say each of her family's name in prayer before she fell asleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know her was to love her.  She was one of those kind-hearted people who ws "easy to love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she went to be with Jesus, the family asked me if I would like one of her little treasures... of course, she had collected little gifts and knick-knacks from everyone and everywhere!  I remember asking them for her little "Shhhh, I'm talking to God..." sign.  To me it symbolized her to a "T". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet times with Jesus.  What do you receive in those "secret moments"?  Let me tell you, they are priceless lessons.  You can glean happiness, strength and receive the faith to move spiritual mountains in just a few moments 'in his presence'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And those quiet answers, you gently send my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are just as great a miracle that comes in mighty ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't have to move the Earth, to let me know that you're still there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just send a quiet answer to my prayer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Song I heard Kelly Nelon Thompson sing MANY years ago, sorry, I do not know the authors name!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Word tells us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-23288"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;And when thou prayest, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-23289"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-23290"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do: for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+6%3A5-7&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;Matthew 6:5-7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things will change in life... friends come and go, family members go home to be with Jesus, your children grow up and venture on, but one fact is constant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find HIM still where he has always been.... in that secret place that you and HE share alone.  I hope you find your "SHHHH" place and find lots of peace and comfort there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8985124356283953427?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8985124356283953427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/shhhha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8985124356283953427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8985124356283953427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/shhhha.html' title='SHHHH...a'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4C2eoQEqvI/AAAAAAAAAhg/3Lu9PVyH31k/s72-c/DSCN0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-6036136634546581467</id><published>2010-02-20T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:42:23.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Preparing a Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4CLpKyGOvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/N3f3k5kVozo/s1600-h/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4CLpKyGOvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/N3f3k5kVozo/s400/DSCN0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440501889248934642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching, waiting and anticipating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am expecting company, I 'wear out the carpet'!  Checking the driveway again and again.  What time did they say they would arrive?  Wonder if they are close?  Will they get here soon?  Is all ready for their arrival?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the passage of scripture that Jesus gives us, telling us of his "preparation for our coming" to his house.... our home in Heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-26670"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-26671"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-26672"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John+14%3A1-3&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;John 14:1-3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As God is preparing a place for us, shouldn't we be preparing a place for him?  A place in our heart, our lives, our jobs, our hopes, our dreams?  Is he a part of everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I start to "prepare the house for company" I get into my "hospitality" drill.  What do they like to eat?  Are they allergic to anything?  Are they diabetic (since we have so many in our friends and family circle!)?  What are their favorite hobbies and interests?  Are they like to drink coffee, tea or cappuccino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was getting my guest bedroom ready for some company that we are expecting this weekend (Yeah L&amp;amp;G!), I was in the "wash the sheets" mode.  You know the drill.  Making sure no "dust bunnies" were in the corners, dusting, taking out extra "items" that get stored in that room (how DARE I call any of these articles JUNK!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bed is old (Yes, Suz, that is the set Mom bought off of you and Jr after the fire!), the walls are green (excuse me, they are BRIGHT LIME GREEN... the last color we painted them before Shelly left for college!) and the carpet is WAY beyond time for replacement... but it is part of our home.  Our place of refuge and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4Cd28lF1CI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IcVTlUloXI8/s1600-h/DSCN0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4Cd28lF1CI/AAAAAAAAAhY/IcVTlUloXI8/s400/DSCN0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440521917163754530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was "preparing" the room, I thought of another lady in the Bible who prepared a place for a prophet to stay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-9613"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;And she said unto her husband, Behold now, I perceive that this is an holy man of God, which passeth by us continually.  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-9614"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;Let us make a little chamber, I pray thee, on the wall; and let us set for him there a bed, and a table, and a stool, and a candlestick: and it shall be, when he cometh to us, that he shall turn in thither.  &lt;sup class="versenum" id="bg_passage-9615"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;And it fell on a day, that he came thither, and he turned&lt;br /&gt;into the chamber, and lay there. (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=2+Kings+4%3A9-11&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;2 Kings 4:9-11&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4CLo49pIgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HEQ73rkt6j8/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4CLo49pIgI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HEQ73rkt6j8/s400/DSCN0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440501884465521154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fun it is to know that you are "giving your best" to allow someone else to be comfortable.  I'm sure the little lady shared that sentiment. A bed, table, stool and candlestick.  Just because she may not have had "new items" did not keep her from providing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my house there is old, new, borrowed (and blue! No, this is not  a wedding, I just love that saying!).... I have very ECLECTIC tastes!  I LOVE antiques.  I have the wonderful old items from my family (the hand-me-downs), newer collections, comfortable pieces and 'deer-heads hung on the wall' in homage to my dear Hunter Husband!  But you know what?  Aren't we all that way?  Many parts of our life are there for sentimental and emotional values instead of prideful ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with my new pillows and worn out carpet, would I be like the lady in the Bible to share what I have?  Or would I say, 'mine is not good enough'....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives should be given wholly to God ... open to share.  Not be ridden with hidden parts for shame or embarrassment.  I'm sure the prophet was so thankful for the space provided.  So thankful for the open heart that provided this 'resting place' for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of Heaven.  I think of the 'resting place' that God is preparing for us.  I would follow him there even if there were no streets of gold or walls of jasper... no mansions, no gates of pearl.  That he wants to give me all this, it just fine.... but I just want to see him.  Gaze into his wonderful glory and thank him with every breath.  What a wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I give him what I have and not worry about what I do not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you a place Lord&lt;br /&gt;in my heart and in my life&lt;br /&gt;A place where you can feel welcome&lt;br /&gt;loved and adored&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know I cannot give you&lt;br /&gt;a small part of what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;You give me nothing but approval&lt;br /&gt;and love me even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give all... receive more than you could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven will be such a place... a 'prepared' place. Just for me... and you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-6036136634546581467?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6036136634546581467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/preparing-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6036136634546581467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6036136634546581467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2010/02/preparing-place.html' title='Preparing a Place'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/S4CLpKyGOvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/N3f3k5kVozo/s72-c/DSCN0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2953590417235994036</id><published>2009-12-28T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:59:00.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Strong Enough to Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmZEIEleaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/D4ABtEFMRDQ/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmZEIEleaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/D4ABtEFMRDQ/s400/tears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420531922682345890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many think and even believe that crying is a sign of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Jesus cried? (John 11:35, the shortest verse in the Bible) ~  JESUS WEPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;Cry/Crying –verb (used without object) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to utter inarticulate sounds, esp. of lamentation, grief, or suffering, usually with tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying ~ when you suffer to the point that an outward expression occurs.... tears begin to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears come for different reasons and sometimes at unexpected times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried when you were really MAD or frustrated?  Scared? Lonely?  Hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes lets us know that there is a 'season' or 'time' for all things... and "a time to cry" is one of those times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmYWkf-8KI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DQaiUbrSca4/s1600-h/Strong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmYWkf-8KI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DQaiUbrSca4/s400/Strong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420531140039471266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ You don't always have to pretend to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to prove all the time that everything is going well.&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't be concerned about what other people are thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Cry if you need to, it's good to cry out all your tears,&lt;br /&gt;Because only then will you be able to smile again. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens AFTER you have allowed yourself to have a good cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot speak for anyone but me.... crying makes me feel clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmfepXcKwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3kU5V2Scf9w/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmfepXcKwI/AAAAAAAAAgg/3kU5V2Scf9w/s400/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420538975366163202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[ I love walking in the rain, because no-one knows I'm crying. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I have released my heart in the form of tears, I feel a refreshing, light-heartedness that brings on something that is utterly amazing to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning".   Psalms 30:5 KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love JOY.  It is one of my favorite 'fruits' of the Holy Spirit.  It is just the berries!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't be too proud... if you need some joy, have a good cry... you may just find that the joy comes quickly... or when it does come, get ready to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing and Joy are twins!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2953590417235994036?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2953590417235994036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/12/strong-enough-to-cry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2953590417235994036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2953590417235994036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/12/strong-enough-to-cry.html' title='Strong Enough to Cry'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SzmZEIEleaI/AAAAAAAAAgY/D4ABtEFMRDQ/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-1942127767990568806</id><published>2009-10-30T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:01:04.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Do you see what I see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumQ1W4blyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yI5pnTe4Pkg/s1600-h/viewmaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumQ1W4blyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yI5pnTe4Pkg/s400/viewmaster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398004874729985826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Although today considered a toy, View-Master began it's commercial life in 1939 as a home-entertainment medium intended for adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience with a View-Master was the Christmas of my 6th year... Second grade!  When I returned from Christmas break, my teacher asked us to do a 'show-and-tell' of something we received for Christmas.  I was SO excited!  Of course, my View-Master would be the coolest gift anyone got from their family (I already knew there was no Santa, our presents were under a Manger Scene, not a tree).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sissy's (my grand-daughter Aliyah) second birthday, Mamaw Mildred and Aunt Karen got her a View-Master with some extra view cards.  It was so much fun watching her learn to use the viewer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumS5HFNoUI/AAAAAAAAAgI/weblkeP2dEQ/s1600-h/Sissy-viewmaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumS5HFNoUI/AAAAAAAAAgI/weblkeP2dEQ/s400/Sissy-viewmaster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398007138231361858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My girls talked about playing with View Masters when they were little.  Their cousins had one and they really enjoyed flipping through the view cards... oh, the stories that unfolded!  I am so glad my kids loved to read, listen to audio stories and play with this type of educational toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In life, we see what we want to see.  Wouldn't it be nice to only load in the view card that we want to see?  We all would like to "weed out" the bad, uncomfortable parts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am just asking you today, "Do you see what I see"?  Is your heart still open and aware?  Don't close yourselves off... even though it hurts, let your heart 'see' the needs around you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pop in a new view card everyday... the one called "Real Life".  It's ok, even though it may be scary, God is viewing it all with you!  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-1942127767990568806?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1942127767990568806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-see-what-i-see.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1942127767990568806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1942127767990568806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/do-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Do you see what I see?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumQ1W4blyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/yI5pnTe4Pkg/s72-c/viewmaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8313057628303645656</id><published>2009-10-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:42:16.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>My one and only...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7MnW2gUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/c2oEsrU-IPc/s1600-h/DSCN1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7MnW2gUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/c2oEsrU-IPc/s400/DSCN1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397981085033726274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long before the movie phrase came out, "You complete me", my honey and I were living the concept.  We are the other "part" of each other.  He is my life partner and best friend.  I want to introduce you to a very special guy, "my better half", Glenville Paul McBride, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen (Jr) is the cutest, sweetest, most honest, dependable,  handsome "hunk" on the planet..... and I can say that because he is MINE!  My one and only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumDSe8HqwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kNCua16BCys/s1600-h/SANY0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumDSe8HqwI/AAAAAAAAAf4/kNCua16BCys/s400/SANY0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397989981946358530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this day and age, it is very old fashioned to say, but here I go..... we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faithful partners&lt;/span&gt;.  So when I say, "My one and only", I mean that in EVERY sense of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He "gets' me.  He takes into consideration each part of my multi-faceted personality and embraces each one.   Believe me, that is no small fete!  I can be complex...and that has not scared him off.  We have now been married 27 years! As of October 23rd.  We are in it for the long haul... no exit options! I only say that because we "mutually" respect each other.  Don't get me wrong, if someone is in a abusive or demeaning relationship, saying "goodbye" might be the best option for sanity. I'm just happy that for us, God helps the love and respect remain.  A must for longevity in a relationship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've come through some tough times.  All our days have not been sunny, but we have endured them "together". God's amazing love has been woven into our lives... He will forever be our "thread".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job had me away on my Anniversary this year...I arrived home at 8 PM that evening.  My honey had me some gorgeous roses waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumBwzdhoTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eJ5wdTQ5WBo/s1600-h/My+rosees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SumBwzdhoTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/eJ5wdTQ5WBo/s400/My+rosees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397988303828001074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, I made dinner at home (Taco Salad and Waldorf Fruit Salad). The day I realized that just "being together" was better than any Anniversary Dinner out or gift, was the day I became a happier person... the greatest joys are shared, not purchased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was the special day, though.... I came home from work and found my sweetie making HOMEMADE BISCUITS!  All this time I thought I was the cook in the family!  Just had to take these pictures... how adorable is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7NE6ST1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/eakEL1-IZuE/s1600-h/DSCN2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7NE6ST1I/AAAAAAAAAfY/eakEL1-IZuE/s400/DSCN2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397981092966977362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7Nfe9_MI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gP9AWSOehdE/s1600-h/DSCN2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7Nfe9_MI/AAAAAAAAAfg/gP9AWSOehdE/s400/DSCN2080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397981100100156610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through our years together, God has blessed us with two beautiful daughters, two great son-in-laws and a gorgeous grand-daughter.  Truly blessed, we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our song is "Just you and I" that was recorded by Eddie Rabbit and Crystal Gayle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I sharing our love together&lt;br /&gt;And I know in time we'll build the dreams we treasure&lt;br /&gt;We'll be alright, Just you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, remember our first embrace&lt;br /&gt;The smile that was on your face&lt;br /&gt;the promises that we made&lt;br /&gt;And now, your love is my reward&lt;br /&gt;And I love you even more, than I ever did before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it, YOU AND I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7Nxw6yMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lf9dtONjeDw/s1600-h/DSCN2026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7Nxw6yMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/lf9dtONjeDw/s400/DSCN2026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397981105007282370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a young, single girl, I used to worry about finding a life partner.  I asked God~  "How will I know?  How can I pick a guy who will be with me for the rest of my life?"  God let me know that my sweetie was the one... now, looking back, I'm so glad I listened... keep talking Lord, and leading us.  We have trusted you this far and will continue to... thanks seems too small a word...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8313057628303645656?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8313057628303645656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-one-and-only.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8313057628303645656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8313057628303645656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-one-and-only.html' title='My one and only...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sul7MnW2gUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/c2oEsrU-IPc/s72-c/DSCN1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8477860696618935193</id><published>2009-10-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:33:32.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>What FAITH can do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SuhIHNbBI_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/HhHl9gYz0ds/s1600-h/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SuhIHNbBI_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/HhHl9gYz0ds/s400/faith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397643442102805490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you have lost your faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first impulsive answer would be "surely not, my faith is the most vital part of my existence"!  But in all honesty, it is easy to loose SOME sometimes.... I'm not saying that I had none left during those hard, lonely times.  I'm just saying that there are times I have to 'scratch' for my measure of faith! It's there, just hard to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back, God really kept reminding me of this scripture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 18:8&lt;br /&gt;~ Nevertheless when the Son of man cometh, shall he find faith on the earth? ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like humanity is looking for faith in everything but HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago, a friend (thanks Twila!) recommended a song by KUTLESS, "What faith can do".  I quickly went to You Tube and gave a listen.... then went directly to Itunes and purchased it.  Now, it is playing non-stop on my play-list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song just lets us know that "all is not lost", "all is not over"... "there is hope for tomorrow" and a GOD that is still there.  His power is not diminished or weakened.... even though it seems we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your eyes are open to ALL his avenues... sometimes he speaks with authority, sometimes in a small voice, or act of kindness!  He knows how to find our soft spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the YouTube link and the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7elxC8LXfzE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What Faith Can Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1  (ENDING)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody falls sometimes,  You gotta find the strength to rise&lt;br /&gt;From the ashes and make a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can feel the ache, You think it's more than you can take&lt;br /&gt;But you're stronger, stronger than you know&lt;br /&gt;And don't you give up now, The sun will soon be shining&lt;br /&gt;You gotta face the clouds to find the silver lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I've seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Hope that doesn't ever end, Even when the sky is falling&lt;br /&gt;I've seen miracles just happen&lt;br /&gt;Silent prayers get answered, Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br /&gt;That's what faith can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what you've heard&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is not a word, It's just a reason for someone not to try&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's scared to death, When they decide to take that step, out on the water&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be all right, Life is so much more than what your eyes are seeing&lt;br /&gt;You will find your way if you keep believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Overcome the odds, When you don't have a chance&lt;br /&gt;(That's what faith can do)&lt;br /&gt;When the world says you can't, It will tell you that it can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCLI Song No. 5380356&lt;br /&gt;© 2008 Word Music, LLC | Life Of Rhyme Music Publishing | Chips And Salsa Songs | New Spring (a div. of Word Music Group, Inc.) | (Admin. by Word Music Group, Inc.) | (Admin. by Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc., 741 Cool Springs Blvd., Franklin TN 37067) | (Admin. by Brentwood-Benson Music Publishing, Inc.) Scott Davis | Scott Krippayne&lt;br /&gt;For use solely with the SongSelect Terms of Use.  All rights Reserved. www.ccli.com&lt;br /&gt;CCLI License No. 2925950&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have "lost your faith" for whatever reason/reasons... I pray that we can hope again, believe again, find our faith... through it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you struggling with your faith today?  You may think you have so many questions in life... well,  you are not alone, we all have them... Let's agree together to see "What Faith can do".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me posted...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8477860696618935193?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8477860696618935193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-faith-can-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8477860696618935193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8477860696618935193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-faith-can-do.html' title='What FAITH can do'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SuhIHNbBI_I/AAAAAAAAAfA/HhHl9gYz0ds/s72-c/faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7867070588170596681</id><published>2009-10-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:19:42.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>My Mentor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SsS34lLqEcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iYiXodg_WTI/s1600-h/Silver+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SsS34lLqEcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iYiXodg_WTI/s400/Silver+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387633236923519426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi 3:3 says: 'He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: 'He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.' She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, 'How do you know when the silver is fully refined?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled at her and answered, 'Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today you are feeling the heat of the fire , remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He sees His image in you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thoughts: This is so true, we just need to know that no matter how hot (bad) things get for us, God is always there He is ALWAYS watching over us and will NEVER give us more than we can handle. He will see us through it all and we will grow in our relationship with Him through hard times! So, just hang on to that and know that no matter what you are going through, God is on your side and He is watching over your every move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Inspiration Korner}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7867070588170596681?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7867070588170596681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mentor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7867070588170596681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7867070588170596681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-mentor.html' title='My Mentor'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SsS34lLqEcI/AAAAAAAAAeo/iYiXodg_WTI/s72-c/Silver+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3324647062155439701</id><published>2009-09-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:44:22.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>What can I ask for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sro9XZpdmzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lykegjFrF04/s1600-h/questions.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sro9XZpdmzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lykegjFrF04/s400/questions.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384683776705927986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I learned REAL QUICKLY what to ask for and what NOT to ask for.  I do not like confrontation, never have... so it there is an option that is "less stressful" or "less contrary", I would  take it! And still do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, is this always the best route?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, sometimes you gotta speak up for yourself, right?   Other times, I think I let myself become like a wimp.... or do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, the King of Kings, when confronted with a cruel, judgmental attitude, just stayed calm and only defended himself in a quiet, meek manner!  He KNEW who he was!  He was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confident &lt;/span&gt;and secure in himself.  [Reference:  Isaiah 53:7, Acts 8:32]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that why we are not strong at times.... because we are not confident in ourselves?  We are wishy-washy or indecisive because we don't know our own mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ought Oh!  We are getting on deep territory now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus speaks so clearly about asking and receiving-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Matthew 7:7-11 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23324"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23325"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23326"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23327"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;Or if he ask a fish, will he give him a serpent? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-23328"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children, how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them that ask him?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is God's words... tried, true, tested... bankable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's not a myth that we have conjured up... it is fact... TRUTH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT, this is what scares me...  in the WORD I can find this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Luke 18:7-9 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-25696"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;And shall not God avenge his own elect, which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-25697"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;I tell you that he will avenge them speedily. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nevertheless when the Son of man cometh, shall he find faith on the earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It all boils down to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt; you have in Christ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Psalm 118:8-9 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-15878"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;It is better to trust in the LORD than to put&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; confidence&lt;/span&gt; in man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-15879"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;It is better to trust in the LORD than to put &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;confidence &lt;/span&gt;in princes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;1 John 3:19-21 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30599"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;And hereby we know that we are of the truth, and shall assure our hearts before him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30600"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;For if our heart condemn us, God is greater than our heart, and knoweth all things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30601"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;Beloved, if our heart condemn us not, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then have we confidence toward God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I used to agonize over 'upsetting God' by asking him things.... then I realized HE AGONIZED TOO!  Even though Jesus KNEW the ultimate  plan was for him to die on Calvary, he STILL AGONIZED and questioned God all throughout the night... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HE knows ME!  HE loves me,  HE hears my prayers and petitions... they come from my "needy" heart...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And HE loves to hear from me!  My heavenly father is waiting for my call, my request, my plea!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May I not belittle him by ignoring his gentle knocking on my heart's door.  HE wants entry.... he is waiting... don't keep him waiting for too long!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Revelation 3:19-21 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30766"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As many as I love&lt;/span&gt;, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30767"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30768"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what can I ask for?  No limits!  ... to your heart's content!  Go ahead... see what your heavenly father pours out!  Need love?  Need a job?  Need healing? Need uplifting?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOLDLY &lt;/span&gt;before the throne of grace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Hebrews 4:15-16 (King James Version)&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30030"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-30031"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No problem... he's got it all ... right there in his hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm using these scriptures to encourage myself and MOST OF ALL...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remind myself how big my heavenly father is and just WHO HE IS!  WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3324647062155439701?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3324647062155439701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-can-i-ask-for.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3324647062155439701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3324647062155439701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-can-i-ask-for.html' title='What can I ask for?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sro9XZpdmzI/AAAAAAAAAeg/lykegjFrF04/s72-c/questions.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2385649544144583938</id><published>2009-09-04T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:53:45.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>I smell the bread...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmbQp66mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QPVgLsQOxmI/s1600-h/DSCN1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmbQp66mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QPVgLsQOxmI/s400/DSCN1909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377621679826201186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the smell of bread in the oven...do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work (here at the county senior center!), I get to smell homemade bread baking at least twice a week.  YUM, YUM... makes me hungry just getting a "whiff".  Sometimes, I sneak down and get a "hot one" right after it comes out of the oven!  No fair, I know!   My cook, Ellen, can do white or wheat and they are delectable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, now to my own blog... today I am going to show you some of the "fruits of my labors".  My hubby LOVES banana bread, so lately, I have been picking up RIPE BANANAS at the grocery store (You can get them cheap you know?) and making him some.  Over the weeks, I have 'experimented' with different combinations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, adding raisins, some cinnamon, even zucchini...YES, we have decided that the Banana/zucchini combination is our FAVORITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmcXkRBgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f55ktZ5vQIk/s1600-h/DSCN1912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmcXkRBgI/AAAAAAAAAeY/f55ktZ5vQIk/s400/DSCN1912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377621698861401602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will get the "old" recipe (that I dug out from a quaint recipe book done by the Summers family!) and share it with you...of course it is "altered" to include the zucchini that we all agree increases the flavor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmbzrsO_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ikHV3XAVOeo/s1600-h/DSCN1911+-+COPY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmbzrsO_I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ikHV3XAVOeo/s400/DSCN1911+-+COPY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377621689228868594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is (in my own words, just in case you cannot read the picture above!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get you a loaf pan, a cupcake pan (that makes 12) or some small loaf pans (I have three that equal one loaf pan ~ so cute!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spray them down with non-stick spray (or the old-fashioned way my Ma taught me ~ wipe the butter in there and cover/shake in the flour...works just as well!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 cup sugar (or split 1/2 honey or 1/2 brown sugar for some interesting tastes!  Hey, it's YOUR recipe, you "doctor it up"! 2 eggs, 1/3 cup butter, 1 2/3 flour (I use self-rising so I don't have to buy all those OTHER ingredients), chopped nuts (as much as you would like!), 2 or 3 ripe (mashed) bananas and at least 2 small (or one big) zucchini (now, I peel the zuchinni, but you do not have to, just shred it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all these ingredients together (throw in any other spices you dare!  I love to add some Cinnamon!) and bake on 350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  the loaf pan takes at least an hour to bake...but the cupcakes and little loaf pans will be done within 20-25 minutes...watch them!  If your oven bakes fast, you better be a watchin'!  Burnt bread is not the desired outcome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I take these tasty morsels out of the oven, I load the butter on top and smear butter on them and eat them HOT!  My, my.... nothing like it, fo sho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you bake you up a nice, tasty batch of banana bread, or other homemade treat!  You and your family will enjoy immensely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what ingredients you/your family like....I've had some say they like the raisins, others said theirs enjoy chocolate chip cookie chips)....let me know, I'm all about whipping up another batch just to try!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2385649544144583938?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2385649544144583938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-smell-bread.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2385649544144583938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2385649544144583938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-smell-bread.html' title='I smell the bread...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SqEmbQp66mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QPVgLsQOxmI/s72-c/DSCN1909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4950210802227979521</id><published>2009-09-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T07:19:03.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>God's Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sp0s0ydxyCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rkj3L5Umzus/s1600-h/God+Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sp0s0ydxyCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rkj3L5Umzus/s400/God+Sky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376502815561730082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a dear friend (thanks DS!) sent me this message and picture.  I posted the picture on Facebook... many responded to the "beautiful message" that it portrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pictures speaks to me in so many ways.  I feel loved, forgiven, cherished and cared for when I see the wonderful hands of God reaching for me..... What safety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs also come to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(BJ Thomas sang this on YEARS ago...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's got it all in control&lt;br /&gt;He's got it all in control&lt;br /&gt;He put back reassurance, way down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;He's got it all in control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put my life in his hands&lt;br /&gt;I've put my life in his hands&lt;br /&gt;And every road I walk now, I'm sure is in his plan&lt;br /&gt;I've put my life in his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Or the one Sandy Patty sang (also YEARS ago!))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his hands, there's only safety&lt;br /&gt;Nothing there can touch you, except him&lt;br /&gt;Bring your burdens and all your failures&lt;br /&gt;Lay them down and rest here, in his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the history sent to me concerning the picture-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cara Winship sent this out, it  is called: 'God's hands'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture on Hwy 30, traveling  to London , KY. It has given me strength in the times of  trouble. I feel I should share it with the rest of the world. I hope it is an  inspiration to you.  It just goes to show what we already know....We have a  God and he's watching over us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I e-mailed this picture to News Channel 36.  I  was contacted by Meteorologist John James. He said that this picture of the sky  is showing up, in all states, around the world.  He wanted to know where I  was from and where I took it.  He saw a similar picture taken in Texas . He said this is  amazing to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would  you look at this picture? It reminds me of that song 'He's got the whole word in  his hands'.  He is definitely in control.  I needed this today more  than ever.  Enjoy and pass it along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4950210802227979521?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4950210802227979521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/gods-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4950210802227979521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4950210802227979521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/09/gods-hands.html' title='God&apos;s Hands'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sp0s0ydxyCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/rkj3L5Umzus/s72-c/God+Sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-256140044575358166</id><published>2009-08-28T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:31:42.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>ATTENTION...."I'm starvin'"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpfW3QV6KTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oILi8Y8CWSs/s1600-h/attention-sign-post-thumb1102303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpfW3QV6KTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oILi8Y8CWSs/s400/attention-sign-post-thumb1102303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375000925057984818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the words of Sis.  Hightower.  She was speaking at a ladies meeting in Parkersburg years (over 24!) ago.  I loved the way she brought "real life" into the day-to-day life of the evangelist's family.  Even though she was TOTALLY behind her husband's ministry, in ALL ways, she spoke of times when she felt "left out" of his world.  This is the words that she said that I will NEVER forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes I look at Bro. Hightower and say, "OVER HERE!  LOOK, OVER HERE....YES, ME....YOUR WIFE!  I'M STARVIN'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she did say starvin' and not starving!  And she went on to explain that what she meant was, "I am starvin' for ATTENTION!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY times, we, especially us ladies (and I'm not picking on you men, just speaking to the female crowd right now!), feel left out of the "fun stuff" in life.  With so many "natural/home-life" responsibilities on our minds, we don't get to ENJOY much at times.  ESPECIALLY when our children are small.  It is our job to see to house, home, family, and all that those subjects entail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not watch, we can loose ourselves.  Let me reiterate....If we are not careful, our "identity" will get lost in the doing of "stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that we have to let go of ourselves to a 'degree' in our service to others.  BUT, we will definitely not help or benefit anyone if we become a zombie while performing our "duties".  Our heart and soul needs to be imparted when we are doing ANY deed.  Example:  I can be "tuned out" when the kids come home from school, not hear their "chatter about the day", put supper on the table, not be aware of their feelings, run on "auto-pilot" and not "care-mode".  Don't get me wrong, we all "space out" sometimes, but the real chore is to get back on track as soon as we realize that we are not "feeling" to the right extent.  This is the fine line between functionaing normally and "Overload".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you tell when "responsibility ends and overload starts".... herein in the question of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you feel the 'balance tipping'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ONLY help I know is one of a 'non-natural' nature.... it is spiritual.  Only those seeking "non-tangible" answers will find it... it is found at HIS feet.  The true answer is spiritual and part of HIS nature, that we take on by spending time with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fruit of the spirit is: love, joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, goodness, meekness, faith and temperance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can find all the attributes that are missing when I am "overwhelmed",  "past caring" and "beyond compassion".  It is truly heavenly help that comes from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to not feel that you are the only one "Starvin'" in this life.  We all are swallowed up at times (more often than not!) and need some divine intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend of our family always amazed me... you would never know she had a problem or a care.... she was the first one to laugh and be happy!  All the while, she had NOTHING!  Smiling and singing while sweeping her DIRT FLOOR!  Oh, to find such peace and contentment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be careful not to look for the answers in the wrong place.... UP is where they reside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-256140044575358166?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/256140044575358166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/attentionim-starvin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/256140044575358166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/256140044575358166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/attentionim-starvin.html' title='ATTENTION....&quot;I&apos;m starvin&apos;&quot;'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpfW3QV6KTI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oILi8Y8CWSs/s72-c/attention-sign-post-thumb1102303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-6914572014462168320</id><published>2009-08-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:26:41.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Is there an elephant in the room?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpC6j4PjkcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wGO-taQDItk/s1600-h/elephant+in+the+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpC6j4PjkcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wGO-taQDItk/s400/elephant+in+the+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372999481008820674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the expression, "the elephant in the room"?  I have pondered it's real meaning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="menings-header"&gt;(Found this definition to the phrase online)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="meanings-body"&gt;An important and obvious topic, which everyone present is aware of, but which isn't discussed, as such discussion is considered to be uncomfortable. &lt;/p&gt;Ignoring an obvious detail, problem or issue is like ignoring the "elephant in the room"... the uncomfortable "unspoken" words or feelings that are hidden due to the lack of possible confrontation.  Many times, we just want to "skirt the issue".  It is EASIER to not speak of the problem... it is easier to not be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?  Maybe we cannot bear to open the door for sadness, hurt and misunderstandings to enter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thoughts go into crazy circles trying to know the right way to turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ If I tell them how I "REALLY FEEL", they will think less of me... and I really want them to think good of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ If I tell them the truth, they will be hurt or devastated... I couldn't bear to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ They have been living in a "dream world"... why bust their perfect bubble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT WANT TO BE THE ONE TO CAUSE ANY PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what do the unspoken/untruthful actions portray?  LIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we live with lies?  Can we experience happiness "knowing" that things or events are not correct or honest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may fool yourself for a while.  You may tell yourself you are saving others while you "suffer in silence".... knowing that things are NOT right.  After a while, it will eat at you.... the "elephant in the room" begins to grow... It gets larger and larger.... UNTIL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAP!  You have to admit the truth or your insides will EXPLODE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  Where did all that truth and honesty come from all at once?  You had planned on hiding it forever... you wouldn't DARE speak it out for all to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, where do you go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scripture says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=65&amp;amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;verse=18&amp;amp;version=9&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Hebrews 13:18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for us: for we trust we have a good conscience, in all things willing to live &lt;b&gt;honest&lt;/b&gt;ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind comes from being honest... living with a good conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step to repentance is to realize the importance of honesty...facing the "elephant in the room"... making room for more of God by removing the big ole thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-6914572014462168320?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6914572014462168320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-there-elephant-in-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6914572014462168320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6914572014462168320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-there-elephant-in-room.html' title='Is there an elephant in the room?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SpC6j4PjkcI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wGO-taQDItk/s72-c/elephant+in+the+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2509873906762346864</id><published>2009-08-20T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:16:36.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Gentle Hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/So1SFfEp3HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HnOwd2RNaZA/s1600-h/Mountain+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/So1SFfEp3HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HnOwd2RNaZA/s400/Mountain+top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372040184716713074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gentle hands that lift me&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me so carefully&lt;br /&gt;Even when I may not know&lt;br /&gt;And it is not for me to see&lt;br /&gt;All the wonderful plans HE has for me&lt;br /&gt;I will allow him&lt;br /&gt;Let him take me&lt;br /&gt;Place me into the unknown&lt;br /&gt;For there I will find peace&lt;br /&gt;How do I know? &lt;br /&gt;Because he only wants good for me&lt;br /&gt;HE holds all the pieces and creates a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;With me, in my place&lt;br /&gt;I trust the Gentle Hands&lt;br /&gt;(By Yours Truly)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;There's not a vict'ry without a fight&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             There's not a sunrise without a night&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             There's not a purchase without a cost&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             There's not a crown without a cross&lt;br /&gt;(Bob Farrell &amp;amp; Geron Davis)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             So I can stand on mountains&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             You raise me up&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             To walk on stormy seas&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             I am strong when I am on Your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             You raise me up to more than I can be&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;div class="lyricheader"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                              When I am down and oh my soul's so weary&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             When troubles come and my heart burdened be&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             Then I am still and wait here in the silence&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             Until You come and sit a while with me&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                     &lt;div class="lyricheader"&gt;Verse 2&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                              There is no life no life without its hunger&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             Each restless heart beats so imperfectly&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             But when You come and I am filled with wonder&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             Sometimes I think I glimpse eternity&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         (Brendan Graham &amp;amp; Rolf Lovland)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking all the "positive" attributes and channeling them into all the needs that are taken to God today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Peace of mind, heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;~  Healing for MULTIPLE illnesses/sicknesses&lt;br /&gt;~ Jobs for financial strength&lt;br /&gt;~ Deliverance from addictions that hinder our body and soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial, Physical and Mental health for us all Lord, this I pray.... and most of all!  Salvation true and strong for our Spiritual health.  That is our most honest need and prayer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2509873906762346864?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2509873906762346864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/gentle-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2509873906762346864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2509873906762346864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/gentle-hands.html' title='Gentle Hands'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/So1SFfEp3HI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HnOwd2RNaZA/s72-c/Mountain+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3474460076735857809</id><published>2009-08-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:08:32.557-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><content type='html'>What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ When words won't come because you are in so much pain that no "conscience thought" can be uttered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ When you hurt for someone and their situation and have no words of "how-to" fix it, because they are in  uncharted waters that you have never proved or experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  When you know that you could so easily say the wrong thing and "push them over the edge" to a scary place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ponder, I realize that just "being there" is the most powerful message.  Your presence, your support and unconditional love, is the ONLY way you can communicate.  Of course, during this time of "strong, supportive silence", you can bombard heaven for direction, answers and guidance.  HE knows.  HE cares.  HE is working for our good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the old song, "I give you Jesus".... I actually found a new version by Dennis Ross III on you tube... here is the link to both of these precious songs so you can listen, pray and worship with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmBObGKWmGY&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJsphRtaW84&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you don't know what to say, and you've done all you can do.... Give it to Jesus!  That truth and simplicity will NEVER change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3474460076735857809?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3474460076735857809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-can-i-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3474460076735857809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3474460076735857809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2520713033448743657</id><published>2009-08-13T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T04:56:58.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Not Knowing</title><content type='html'>Knowing.  If we only knew... really knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you heard the expression, "If I knew then what I know now...".  Experience is a great teacher...one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we wonder, ponder and 'down-right' worry about too much!  If I put all my  "useless" worrying together, I'd have a big pot of wasted time!  You too, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have visited with some (more) friends from the past, I look back in wonder.... how different my life has gone than what I had planned!   I never dreamed I would be in Calhoun County, the assistant at a Senior Center!  Why, all my dreams contained working for the Lord as a missionary in a foreign land or big city!  My how faint those dreams are now, when faced with reality... but how wonderful my "real life" has been!  Full of wonderful family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP86M41ocI/AAAAAAAAAco/rvHSe6YgRmg/s1600-h/DSCN1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP86M41ocI/AAAAAAAAAco/rvHSe6YgRmg/s400/DSCN1847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369413257577996738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP8U5dkkII/AAAAAAAAAcg/DiJRDcBxGQM/s1600-h/the+Wellsburg+gang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP8U5dkkII/AAAAAAAAAcg/DiJRDcBxGQM/s400/the+Wellsburg+gang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369412616708198530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend (Thursday thru Tuesday), I was fortunate to be able to visit with some family (my brother, Allen) and friends in Dallas.  Some of the older friends; Suzie (came up from Houston), Bonnie and her husband Tony, Savita (Lori's friend), Lori Sabin (my new and precious friend and traveling buddy!), Lori and Mark Carouthers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my mind wonder back to those "days gone by".  Boy, that sure makes me sound old and reflective, doesn't it?  Here I am visiting with old friends and making new ones at the same time (Lori did we only just "meet"?  I felt I have known you forever!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP9_DLFrAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UzX9ficMl5M/s1600-h/DSCN1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP9_DLFrAI/AAAAAAAAAcw/UzX9ficMl5M/s400/DSCN1709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369414440381164546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song just keeps going over and over in my mind... Diana Ross, "Do you know where you're going to?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get what you're hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;When you look behind you, there's no open doors&lt;br /&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, we were standing still in time&lt;br /&gt;Chasin' the fantasies that filled our minds&lt;br /&gt;You knew how I loved you but my spirit was free&lt;br /&gt;Laughin' at the questions that you once asked of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you're going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the things that life is showing you?&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, looking back at all we've planned,&lt;br /&gt;We let so many dreams just slip through our hands&lt;br /&gt;Why must we wait so long before we'll see?&lt;br /&gt;How sad the answers to those questions can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time keeps marching, life keeps changing... so much to do, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy today.  I hope you like where life has put you.  Most of all, I hope you are surrounded by love from God, family and friends.  Remember, as long as there is life... there are good times to share!  What are YOU hoping for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2520713033448743657?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2520713033448743657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-knowing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2520713033448743657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2520713033448743657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-knowing.html' title='Not Knowing'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SoP86M41ocI/AAAAAAAAAco/rvHSe6YgRmg/s72-c/DSCN1847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2172141067425759343</id><published>2009-08-06T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:01:00.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>A-B-C's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnpG-X5e71I/AAAAAAAAAcY/IE3KQj3mr30/s1600-h/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnpG-X5e71I/AAAAAAAAAcY/IE3KQj3mr30/s400/Friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366679943346319186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am in the air on my way to Dallas.  My flight leaves at 7:20 AM from Columbus, layover in Memphis (where I pick up little sissy Lori) and off to Dallas by 11:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this blog 'in advance' since I knew I would be in the air or waiting at an airport somewhere today.  Yes, I will take lots of pictures and "chronicle" this journey for you!  You can meet who I meet and see who I see... how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when trying to figure out what to write, my dear friend and sister-in-law Karen, sent me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the A-B-C's of Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;A Friend...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;  by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;(A)ccepts you as you are&lt;br /&gt;(B)elieves in "you"&lt;br /&gt;(C)alls you just to say "HI"&lt;br /&gt;(D)oesn't give up on you&lt;br /&gt;(E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)&lt;br /&gt;(F)orgives your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;(G)ives unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;(H)elps you&lt;br /&gt;(I)nvites you over&lt;br /&gt;(J)ust "be" with you&lt;br /&gt;(K)eeps you close at heart&lt;br /&gt;(L)oves you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;(M)akes a difference in your life&lt;br /&gt;(N)ever Judges&lt;br /&gt;(O)ffer support&lt;br /&gt;(P)icks you up&lt;br /&gt;(Q)uiets your fears&lt;br /&gt;(R)aises your spirits&lt;br /&gt;(S)ays nice things about you&lt;br /&gt;(T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it&lt;br /&gt;(U)nderstands you&lt;br /&gt;(V)alues you&lt;br /&gt;(W)alks beside you&lt;br /&gt;(X)-plains thing you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;(Y)ells when you won't listen and&lt;br /&gt;(Z)aps you back to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I LOVE this.  It is so true and Biblical.  If we have true love... the love of Christ, we will have the attributes to allow us to be this type of friend.  I sure do desire this... want to be the best friend I can be!  To not be "shallow" or "self-absorbed" I must have HIS love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you go about your day, try to be the best friend today you have ever been! I will too... let me know how it goes...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2172141067425759343?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2172141067425759343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/b-cs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2172141067425759343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2172141067425759343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/b-cs.html' title='A-B-C&apos;s'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnpG-X5e71I/AAAAAAAAAcY/IE3KQj3mr30/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4702215940459893133</id><published>2009-08-05T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T04:32:01.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>Overstuffed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnkIcDwVqiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SD0_ESgfOQw/s1600-h/suitcase-packing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnkIcDwVqiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SD0_ESgfOQw/s400/suitcase-packing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366329709126068770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just THINKING about packing makes me tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When planning a trip, I don't want to start packing too early, or everything I need will be in a suitcase somewhere!  Where is my hairbrush?... packed.  I'm looking for my deodorant... packed.  I need my pajamas... sorry, already packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  Packing too early can get you in BIG trouble.... as well as packing too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, with 24 hours left to pack before I leave for my vacation in Dallas.  I have to sleep, go to work and take a nap tomorrow before the big MIDNIGHT get-away!  Knowing all this, I ATTEMPTED to pack tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days I have been doing laundry, ironing (why do I iron when you have to roll the clothes in a ball in a case anyways?  hmmm... maybe some lost time there!), mending... you know the drill!  I have a pet-peeve about seeing the bottom of the hamper before I can leave for vacation.  Knowing well that when I return, mountains of dirty clothes will come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the new airline restrictions, it took some "finagling" to get everything in the right bags (liquids in check bag, night clothes in carry on...).  Even with the correct 'packing procedures', I knew I was in trouble.   My suitcase was overstuffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had mentioned on Facebook today that packing is almost impossible for a gal.  We girly girls really like our "girly" stuff!  Shoes!  I think that is the major wardrobe piece... or purses!  I hate it that I only have room for one this trip... will opt for a muti-colored bag with white trim... very 'summery' and will match all...  Oh wait!  I will definitely have to take one of my black purses since I am wearing SO much black...No, maybe all the black needs some COLOR.  How about the RED shoes with the black and white outfits... or my HOT PINK!  I also have a purse to match that!  See what I mean?  How do you stop this vicious cycle!  Oh for the days when you had one purse and one pair of church shoes!  Didn't matter if they matched what you had...they were ALL you had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do I go and find a bigger bag?  Or try to use the one I have and get an "elephant to shut it for me"!  Yeah right..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnkL0cxzfCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ymUzE7PV9Ws/s1600-h/suitcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnkL0cxzfCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ymUzE7PV9Ws/s400/suitcase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366333426694847522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of my friends on Facebook offered some suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Sonya said she would love to go on a trip and take NO suitcases!  Just buy all new 'duds' when you get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  D pays the extra hundred bucks to take all the shoes she wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jackie says to be prepared, "Even if it takes ten suitcases"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sue says to bring on the "plastic" (credit cards) for emergency shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Lori (my traveling buddy!) cannot decide on her shoes, so lots of them are going.  Shoes must be a girl's best friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am, trying to figure what "not to take" instead of what TO take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is full of "overstuffed" stuff.  Sometimes it's easy to "weed out" the unnecessary... sometime hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, I am excited about the trip... this journey of visitation.  AND... I am also looking for the day when heaven is my destination.  "Watch and Pray"... every time I get excited or anxious about a journey, I remember that the journey heavenward should be my main expectation... not one here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I board the plane to head and do some visiting....I will go high, high up in the sky... but some day (to borrow a phrase from dear Bro. Mackey), "Some day I'm going on a 'plain air ride'".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk soon... after I get this suitcase shut... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4702215940459893133?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4702215940459893133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/overstuffed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4702215940459893133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4702215940459893133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/overstuffed.html' title='Overstuffed...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnkIcDwVqiI/AAAAAAAAAcI/SD0_ESgfOQw/s72-c/suitcase-packing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4468737150857481415</id><published>2009-08-04T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:01:01.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflective'/><title type='text'>See ya later...</title><content type='html'>Instead of "Good-Bye", sometimes I like to say "See ya later"!  I don't know, it somehow seems to sound more 'light-hearted' and promising.  Good-Bye seems so final.  Visits between our "Good-Byes" can sometimes be VERY long... even into the next life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the passing of family, friends, co-workers... we realize that saying "Good-Bye" can be hard... devastating or tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this week, with the passing of two well-known men of our fellowship:  Rev. Billy Cole and Rev. Cory McCool, many "Good-Byes" were said.  But the great things is... we will meet again!  We will not sleep forever!  Some day, on the golden streets of heaven, we will be able to say "Hello" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was considering how long it had been since I had seen some of my friends. It has been MANY years for some.  I told you this summer that I got to meet  up with my friend, Kim.  She and I were room-mates at JCM (Jackson College of Ministries) in 1981.  I had not seen Kim for 29 years, since her wedding. (See our 'reunion' picture below!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SneU6wmefxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/n2oYNpirg54/s1600-h/Kim+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SneU6wmefxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/n2oYNpirg54/s400/Kim+and+I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365921218234842898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same weekend, I caught up with Sue.  She has visited me during my father's services and we just had to have a "girls day out"...and we did!  After almost 28 years, since MY wedding, she and I had a fun day or food, talk, fellowship... repeat!  (Sorry!  We BOTH had our cameras with us and forgot to take pictures...too busy talking!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue and I met up with Teresa, another 'long-lost friend' for breakfast the next day.  Why had we let the years go by and not re-connected before?  Life just kind of steers you in different paths at times... so nice when they "intersect" again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week, I am off for another visit.  I am almost 'guilty' in saying that I am FINALLY going to visit my brother Al and his children in Texas!  He has been living there for about 27 years and this is my FIRST visit!  Shame on me!  I know....LIFE just kind of "filled-up" my time.  Now, my hubby and I are alone... the kids (both girls) are married and living in Indianapolis (too far, fo sho!).  Their husbands and the grand-baby are just too far away!  I'm not good with the "separation" issue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get on the plane in Columbus on Thursday, it will be such a treat!   Sorry that my hubby cannot go (work, work, work...).  I will miss him...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL get to meet some new friends and meet up with some more older ones!  Lori, my new sis from Minnesota gets to go with me as my traveling buddy!  I am so excited to meet her and travel with her... she has a wonderful heart and I know that all will be fun and encouraging when we are together!    Some of my dear girl-friends from yester-year:  Bonnie, Susie and Lori, will be there for me to "catch up" with.  I know I will meet others and that is exciting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when we start to say our good-byes at the close of another visit, I'm going to say, "See ya later"!  That is what I truly want to happen...  I want to see ALL my friends later... if not in this life, then in the one to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4468737150857481415?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4468737150857481415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-ya-later.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4468737150857481415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4468737150857481415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-ya-later.html' title='See ya later...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SneU6wmefxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/n2oYNpirg54/s72-c/Kim+and+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3338001647898715391</id><published>2009-08-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T03:55:12.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Happyness...the art of being HAPPY!  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H3NMKWVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/AYRfNC10ALw/s1600-h/ATT00199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951376282999122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 357px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H3NMKWVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/AYRfNC10ALw/s400/ATT00199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness (I know how to spell happiness, just really love it this way...) is a choice! You wake up and DECIDE whether to be happy today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above cracks me up! Do you think she realizes how many smiles she is sharing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more thoughts and pictures that portray happyness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H3JuzFpI/AAAAAAAAAao/E9JewkTofTQ/s1600-h/happiness+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951375354533522" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 351px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H3JuzFpI/AAAAAAAAAao/E9JewkTofTQ/s400/happiness+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness is ALL about what path you choose. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H2uW3XUI/AAAAAAAAAag/DsFp2Wu_2YM/s1600-h/happiness4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951368006393154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H2uW3XUI/AAAAAAAAAag/DsFp2Wu_2YM/s400/happiness4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness is all about where you are headed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H2eBzo_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNGCy1FdxtY/s1600-h/happiness2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362951363623101426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 347px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H2eBzo_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZNGCy1FdxtY/s400/happiness2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness and Thanksgiving DO bring happyness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HI5CmqlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MlpTcShnzqQ/s1600-h/happiness+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362950580600220242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 309px; height: 397px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HI5CmqlI/AAAAAAAAAaI/MlpTcShnzqQ/s400/happiness+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness resides in your heart, but is portrayed through your actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIlaUngI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XS3ifo4DRDY/s1600-h/happiness+just+ahead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362950575330991618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 390px; height: 261px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIlaUngI/AAAAAAAAAaA/XS3ifo4DRDY/s400/happiness+just+ahead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is happyness ahead for YOU? Make decisions today that will bring happyness tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIcifanI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HJzzw5j2vCY/s1600-h/happy+smiles.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362950572949334642" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 251px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIcifanI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HJzzw5j2vCY/s400/happy+smiles.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces. Happy smiles. I like those...can I join in? Certainly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIIaBe8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/hgOmo-ZdYhA/s1600-h/Happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362950567545109442" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 157px; height: 160px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIIaBe8I/AAAAAAAAAZw/hgOmo-ZdYhA/s400/Happiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happyness can creep up on you! Hit you when you are not expecting it! Takes you by surprise!  I love that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIF_QR7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ClR9rRgnK7U/s1600-h/happy+smile2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362950566895962034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 353px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0HIF_QR7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/ClR9rRgnK7U/s400/happy+smile2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you see happyness? Where can you find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere... start looking... NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you experience one of your happiest days yet? Don't know where to start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 144:15 ~ ...Happy is that people, &lt;strong&gt;whose God is the LORD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3338001647898715391?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3338001647898715391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/happynessthe-art-of-being-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3338001647898715391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3338001647898715391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/happynessthe-art-of-being-happy.html' title='Happyness...the art of being HAPPY!  :)'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm0H3NMKWVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/AYRfNC10ALw/s72-c/ATT00199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7988436297803000080</id><published>2009-08-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:57:46.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Through it all</title><content type='html'>I dearly LOVE the song  by Andrea Crouch, "Through it all".  Every since it first came out in 1971, I have been singing it.... solo, duet, trio, with choirs, with MORE choirs.... it is timeless!  Love those type of songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today as I arise early and meditate on HIS goodness, those words begin to come again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="lyricheader"&gt;I've had many tears and sorrows&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            I've had questions for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            There've been times&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            I didn't know right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            But in ev'ry situation&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            God gave blessed consolation&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            That my trials come&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            To only make me strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              Through it all through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              Oh I've learned to trust in Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I've learned to trust in God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              Through it all through it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I've learned to depend upon His word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I've been to lots of places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              And I've seen a lot of faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              There've been times I felt so all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              But in my lonely hours yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              Those precious lonely hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              Jesus let me know that I was His own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                    &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="lyricheader"&gt;I thank God for the mountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              And I thank Him for the valleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I thank Him for the storms He brought me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              For if I'd never had a problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I wouldn't know that He could solve them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                                                                              I'd never know what faith in God could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Here is a clip of Andrea singing this song at a Billy Graham crusade in 1975- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvIxwc90BEI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It encourages me.  Let's me know of HIS consistency... his faithfulness!  Without either I could not exist or survive.  Survival is the key at this point.  NO MATTER WHAT, HE is there!  And HE doesn't just 'show up'... HE shows up in POWER!  With a plan and a purpose.  You won't see him sit on the sidelines...NO!  He is right in the middle, fighting the battle, preparing the way, making all the right moves... for ME... for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnQQTX2Zv3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/NbSj9A8oPqI/s1600-h/safe_in_the_arms_of_Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnQQTX2Zv3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/NbSj9A8oPqI/s400/safe_in_the_arms_of_Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364930981110857586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you rest in his capable arms today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days are not made for fighting, they are made for resting... rest on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7988436297803000080?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7988436297803000080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/through-it-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7988436297803000080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7988436297803000080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/through-it-all.html' title='Through it all'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnQQTX2Zv3I/AAAAAAAAAb4/NbSj9A8oPqI/s72-c/safe_in_the_arms_of_Jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8908637514561312763</id><published>2009-07-31T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:09:09.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnLSOl1dnPI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9OA9gcCYRoI/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnLSOl1dnPI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9OA9gcCYRoI/s400/change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364581254268034290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the last elections, CHANGE seemed to be the buzz word.  Many felt hope and excitement when the word was uttered.  For me, I was skeptical and knew that things would probably get worse before they got better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, some major changes has hit our lives.  As I pondered the future, I realized that life is full of change.  Many times these events are "earth-shattering", other times peaceful and needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to contemplate some changes happening in the lives of those around me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Job losses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though MANY are loosing their jobs in this economy, I met a girl who moved here from New Hampshire.  She worked with me for three weeks on a WV WorkForce program.  I made a few calls to some old friends, by the fourth week, she began work at the local bank.  God is good and can still "remove obstacles" to give you a job.  YOU ARE HIS CHILD YOU KNOW!  Talk about clout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I also read in the paper where the Ormet plant up the river is closing... 1,000 jobs GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Health Problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, there are more health problems in our family and friends than ever before!  And the young are getting hit as much as the old.  When kids in their 20's and early 30's are diagnosed with cancer, brain diseases, spinal deformities.... when some older ones have all forms or cancer (prostate, esophagus and breast).  You realize that change can come at ANY time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Financial Hardships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is the job market making things financially hard, but the cost of basic needs... shelter, utilites, food, gas, cars.... all SKYROCKETING!  When will it end?  Think again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wars, rumors of wars.  Job losses.  Sicknesses.  Social degradation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the happiness found in all of this?  The hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scripture says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1 Corinthians 15:51-53 (New International Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28754" class="versenum" value="51"&gt;51&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;we will all be changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-28755" class="versenum" value="52"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-28755" class="versenum" value="52"&gt;52&lt;/sup&gt;in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we will be changed&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-28756" class="versenum" value="53"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-28756" class="versenum" value="53"&gt;53&lt;/sup&gt;For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a change!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everything is going to be different real soon.  When we are CHANGED, a new day begins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as changes happen here, until he comes, I will be prepared.  I will continually look above, where my help comes from.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the ole Andrea Crouch song:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It won't be long, til we'll be leavin' here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It won't be long, we'll be goin' home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count the years as months&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count the months as weeks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count the weeks as days&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Any day now, we'll be going home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You ready for the BIG CHANGE?  I sure hope so.  I hope you are waiting for this change with much excitement and anticipation!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lift up your head, your redemption draweth nigh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8908637514561312763?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8908637514561312763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/change.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8908637514561312763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8908637514561312763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnLSOl1dnPI/AAAAAAAAAbw/9OA9gcCYRoI/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2799611343330235112</id><published>2009-07-30T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:33:19.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGCzvgEXQI/AAAAAAAAAbo/FrUdei7dQLg/s1600-h/DSCN1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGCzvgEXQI/AAAAAAAAAbo/FrUdei7dQLg/s400/DSCN1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364212456610880770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby started something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, every time he started to take a picture, I would notice Glen (Jr) pointing the camera 'down' instead of straight ahead.  He would always take one picture and then say, "Let me take another...".  Well, I should have know that orneriness was involved!  (To know him is to laugh with him!)  As I scrolled through the pictures he had taken, this is what I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBiTjan3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/56Sd4Yizsdc/s1600-h/DSCN1668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBiTjan3I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/56Sd4Yizsdc/s400/DSCN1668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364211057539325810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBhw6txwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6OwdPa7xWDA/s1600-h/DSCN1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBhw6txwI/AAAAAAAAAbI/6OwdPa7xWDA/s400/DSCN1511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364211048241809154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBhiAxXlI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mozYd1_LM3A/s1600-h/DSCN1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBhiAxXlI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mozYd1_LM3A/s400/DSCN1510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364211044240678482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, of course, I had to take some pictures of him too.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBilI09ZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RT16b-_2vrs/s1600-h/DSCN1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBilI09ZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/RT16b-_2vrs/s400/DSCN1505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364211062259643794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBi4-6ZvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CH4bRGYz7fg/s1600-h/DSCN1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGBi4-6ZvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CH4bRGYz7fg/s400/DSCN1639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364211067586766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when Aliyah "Sissy" got to putting on her own shoes, I just had to get some pictures of her too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful feet.  God's people are beautiful 'all over'.  I myself do not have pretty feet.  Pedicures help, but they are still just not attractive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that "pretty is as pretty does". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are your feet taking you today?  You can stop a lot of grief in your life if you will watch where your feet are taking you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh be careful little feet where you go&lt;br /&gt;Oh be careful little feet where you go&lt;br /&gt;There's a father up above looking down in tender love&lt;br /&gt;So, be careful little feet where you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that song?  It went on to include your 'eyes, hands, mouth'...so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only go where you need to go. No detours, no exits... some day we're gonna walk on gold.  I want to be there for that!  Fo Sho!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2799611343330235112?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2799611343330235112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-feet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2799611343330235112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2799611343330235112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-feet.html' title='Beautiful Feet'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SnGCzvgEXQI/AAAAAAAAAbo/FrUdei7dQLg/s72-c/DSCN1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7431559117918377306</id><published>2009-07-27T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:23:09.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Beating on a tin can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm4j7LZG0GI/AAAAAAAAAa4/k0BaYSgjy40/s1600-h/tin+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm4j7LZG0GI/AAAAAAAAAa4/k0BaYSgjy40/s400/tin+can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263705822187618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can 'say' many things... speak words of truth or untruth.   What does truth "sound" like?  What does "untruth"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scripture says that even if I 'speak like an angel', without love, it is just a horrible sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ like a drummer playing on a tin can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ like a band that has a "off tune" bass player or a cymbal player with "flat" cymbals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No RING to the notes, no truth in the tones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The WORD says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1 Corinthians 13 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28667" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28668" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28669" class="versenum" value="3"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28670" class="versenum" value="4"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28671" class="versenum" value="5"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28672" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28673" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28674" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-28679" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmPxSqp_OtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Xj_x9yLILTs/s1600-h/1corinthians13_1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmPxSqp_OtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Xj_x9yLILTs/s400/1corinthians13_1-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360393284491360978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need any of the spiritual "fruit" today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Galatians 5:22-23 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29185" class="versenum" value="22"&gt;22&lt;/sup&gt;But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29186" class="versenum" value="23"&gt;23&lt;/sup&gt;Meekness, temperance: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;against such there is no law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God is supplying it... all the FRUIT you need!  You notice he did not say "fruits"... just fruit... singular.  The SPIRIT provides ALL of them... as a package deal!  And my favorite part is:  No law against how much you can receive!  No rules saying you have gotten too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, today, let's really walk in the spirit.  Get enough "Fruit" to help us tackle the day!  Then, go in love... so our words will not sound "hollow" or empty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's not beat on a tin can!  Let's make beautiful sounds with instruments that have honest, true and loving sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wondering where to find the fruit, or a love like this?  Why, it's at the &lt;a href="http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/penny-tree.html"&gt;Penny Tree&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7431559117918377306?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7431559117918377306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/beeting-on-tin-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7431559117918377306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7431559117918377306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/beeting-on-tin-can.html' title='Beating on a tin can'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sm4j7LZG0GI/AAAAAAAAAa4/k0BaYSgjy40/s72-c/tin+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4899065611416704275</id><published>2009-07-26T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:01:00.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>The Penny Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smu7tlt7jYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/02lYMQygV1I/s1600-h/penny%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smu7tlt7jYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/02lYMQygV1I/s400/penny%2Btree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362586173207973250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I "meditate" on life... it's experiences, it's lessons... I get inspired to tell YOU about it!  Wanting to share my heart.  Sometimes when I begin a blog, it is with a message of sharing... then I have to do some 'digging' or studying!  I always end up learning more by sharing my thoughts with YOU!  So, thank you for helping me get smarter...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, I picked up a couple (MORE!) books to read.  Seems like I go through "reading spells".  Lately, I have not had the time to give to recreation reading.  Outside of work or an occasion 'newspaper/magazine' skim, I have been tackling too many different projects to finish a book.  With my vacation coming up (Here I come Dallas, ready or not!), I picked up a couple interesting books at the store the other day to ready while waiting at the airport.  I would have said "book store" but our little, rural town does not have one!  I found the book I am reading at the local Dollar Store!  They got in a nice selection and one caught my eye.  It is titled, "The Penny Tree".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only finished thirty-seven (37) pages and I am HOOKED!  I already want to share a section with you... it has inspired me so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I will share a review I found (Yes!  I DO have to research lots to give you the "scoop"!) online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday, July 25, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Review by: The Highland Lassie (http://highlandlassiereviews.blogspot.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book Review- The Penny Tree&lt;br /&gt;Author- Holly Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb:&lt;br /&gt;Annie Hillman has been dangling from the end of he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r rope for so long, she’s forgotten how to do more than hold on. Back in her small hometown, struggling with her older sons truancy and her younger sons medical bills, Annie finds her only refuge is the old Douglas fir that has been special to her since childhood when her father helped her nail a penny to the trunk. Then the oddest thing happens. The local newspaper carries a front-page ad with a picture of Annie and an earnest message of love and regret from an unknown admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Holly Kennedy has written a gem. Of her three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; books this is my favorite. Ms. Kennedy writes a remarkable story of love, compassion, regret and most of all love. It speaks of things everyone can relate too. How the greatest gift we can give our children is love, and that a token of our never ending affection, something for them to call their own, to remember when life gets them down, is worth more than a lifetime of material gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book tells how life takes us on a journey down a treacherous and bumpy road but those who brace themselves and hold on for th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e ride are the one’s who prosper. Why? Because it doesn’t matter if we fall down along the way, as long as we get back up. The message is clear, giving up isn’t the answer. It may be a solution but NEVER the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this story! I laughed, I cried, and I couldn’t stop turning pages. AND the best thing of all it made me think. It made me reconsider certain things in my own life and that of my family. There is a twist in the book, and I must say, though I am usually good at figuring mysteries out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, I totally missed this one! This book could easily be made into a movie. AND one day when the time is right, I hope to give my own children a Penny Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I give this book 5 ***** stars!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smu2i4AffMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/CmfyW-IX3-0/s1600-h/pennies-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smu2i4AffMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/CmfyW-IX3-0/s400/pennies-tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362580491580964034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sharing this first 'portion' of story, I wanted to tell you about the "Penny Tree" definition in the story.  This tree becomes a symbol, a "locality" for a father to teach his daughter of a life-long lesson-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quoting Page 27 where the father is telling the daughter the meaning of the Penny Tree, she was 12 years old, just found out she was adopted and feeling very hurt and rejected...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"My father gave me a penny tree when I wasn't much older than you are, and when he did, he said he believed everyone needs a special place to lick their wounds and regroup, somewhere that feels safer than anywhere else in the world.  So that's what we're doing here today.  We're nailing that penny to this tree because I want you to have somewhere to go that ground you, an axis for your world to spin around, and a place that's all yours and no one else's - for times when life throws things at you that you aren't sure how to handle.  and it will throw things at you, Annie: things that test you and push you to your limits; things not unlike what you're going through right now. Only from now on, instead of running away from them, you'll have somewhere to think them through.  Your own special spot where you can hurt in private when you need to be alone, and where you can weigh all the pros and cons to make the decisions you need to make."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read these words, my spirit was lightened! I have such a place!  It is not a 'Penny Tree' but it is at the feet of Jesus.  As a child I was taught that HE, the great God of heaven, would listen to my pleas... no matter how small or big... and help me to understand the "roads/curves" of life... allowing me to  make good decisions.  A special place of refuge... when problems were bigger then me... when I needed to make good choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I rejoice in this place of wisdom!  This place of trust.  I can tell God in secret.  He is just, forgiving, merciful, kind, loving, comforting... SAFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have often told my children that I could not give them lots of worldly goods in this life... BUT, I can introduce them to someone who is EVERYTHING they will ever need!  If I can just point them in HIS direction, they will be safe, cared-for, protected, educated, instructed and in the end, saved from the troubles of this life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best place to go... to the "Penny Tree", the "Cleft in the Rock", the place of safety... where my heavenly father resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have such a place?  I sure hope so... my hearts breaks for those who have not felt his love wrap around their lives in times of trouble.  No greater love and no greater place than this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4899065611416704275?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4899065611416704275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/penny-tree.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4899065611416704275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4899065611416704275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/penny-tree.html' title='The Penny Tree'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smu7tlt7jYI/AAAAAAAAAZg/02lYMQygV1I/s72-c/penny%2Btree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7181698728575924683</id><published>2009-07-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:08:01.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What did I miss on my way to church?</title><content type='html'>Routines are good. Life is full of routines. We go to bed at a certain time (unless we are finishing some crazy project., or catching up with friends on Facebook, email, etc...), we arise at a certain time, we go to work, attend to all projects, come home, eat at set periods, and go to bed to repeat the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church services are planned in much the same manner. Sunday School, Sunday Night (although some congregations have opted for one service on Sunday), Bible Study, Revivals (but none like the 13 week ones held during my younger years!). We must "schedule" times to meet.... I know Jesus approved for he said in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=65&amp;amp;chapter=10&amp;amp;verse=25&amp;amp;version=9&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Hebrews 10:25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as ye &lt;b&gt;see&lt;/b&gt; the &lt;b&gt;day&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;approaching&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting together is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize, as I get older, that uplifting, exhorting and "provoking to love and good works" can be done ANYTIME, ANYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were always told, growing up in the "church going" community, that the our life should be lived "OUTSIDE THE WALLS"...."We worship God in HERE and serve him out THERE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, living in the "Outside World" is where our true light shines! "Let your light so shine before God, that they may see your good works and glorify your father, which is in Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye are the salt of the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmfOBDQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BLL8tBJXyik/s1600-h/matthew5_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmfOBDQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BLL8tBJXyik/s1600-h/matthew5_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmfOBDQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BLL8tBJXyik/s1600-h/matthew5_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361480398855731490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 345px; cursor: pointer; height: 339px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmfOBDQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BLL8tBJXyik/s400/matthew5_14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ye are the light of the world, a city that is set upon a hill, cannot be hid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if our "routine" is keeping our focus in one direction, when we should be looking around? I have often thought of this wonderful parable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good Samaritan (according to wikipedia.org)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361610165962648418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 250px; height: 298px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmhECfZTq2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tNG3iyY8RXc/s400/samaritan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The parable is found in the Gospel of Luke, chapter 10, verses 25-37.&lt;/p&gt;On one occasion an expert in the law stood up to say to Jesus. "Teacher," he asked, "what must I do to inherit eternal life?". "What is written in the Law?" he replied. "How do you read it?" asked Jesus. The man answered: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind' and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'" "You have answered correctly," Jesus replied. "Do this and you will live." But he wanted to justify himself, so he asked Jesus, "and who is my neighbor teacher?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;In reply Jesus said:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead with no clothes. A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, and he passed by on the other side. So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, he too passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, took him to an inn and looked after him. The next day he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper. 'Look after him,' he said, 'and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.' "Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?" The expert in the law replied, "The one who had mercy on him." Jesus told him, "Go and do likewise." &lt;a title="New International Version" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_International_Version"&gt;New International Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The priest and the Levite were too busy... too busy on their way... somewhere! They didn't have time for a (dog) Samaritan. This abused man was not only needing help, he was judged before he was given a chance. Judged by someone "ON THEIR WAY TO CHURCH" or on their way doing their "routine"... they overlooked an opportunity to minister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around today. Hurting people are everywhere. Some need so much help, that they cannot help themselves. Do you see? Do you care? Will you help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7181698728575924683?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7181698728575924683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-did-i-miss-on-my-way-to-church.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7181698728575924683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7181698728575924683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-did-i-miss-on-my-way-to-church.html' title='What did I miss on my way to church?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmfOBDQD-SI/AAAAAAAAAZI/BLL8tBJXyik/s72-c/matthew5_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4888120160083944404</id><published>2009-07-22T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T04:21:42.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmbxeYdt_WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/u5IEhyg3TI8/s1600-h/Hiding+Place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 330px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmbxeYdt_WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/u5IEhyg3TI8/s400/Hiding+Place.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361237910696623458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scripture passage reminds me of the children's game "Hide and Seek".  When we were younger, I remember playing this game repeatedly with my brothers and cousins.  I had such anticipation... wanted the best hiding place so NO-ONE could find me.  Once I hid so well, that as darkness fell, they could not find me and frantically called my name.  It was nice, I was in a safe place and did not want to come out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been there?  In a SAFE place?  A place where the torrents of life cannot beat down on you, a place of refuge?  The cleft in the rock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I have run to the cleft... it welcomed me every time!  The elements of life were unable to hard me there.  I was able to re-coup, come out unharmed, receive rest and restoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I want to encourage you to "Run Away" sometimes.  Not from life, but from the "storms that brew" and find shelter, safety and love in the "Hiding Place".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Psalm 119:114-116 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16013" class="versenum" value="114"&gt;114&lt;/sup&gt;Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16014" class="versenum" value="115"&gt;115&lt;/sup&gt;Depart from me, ye evildoers: for I will keep the commandments of my God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16015" class="versenum" value="116"&gt;116&lt;/sup&gt;Uphold me according unto thy word, that I may live: and let me not be ashamed of my hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you Hide, I hope you Seek.  Hide in HIM, Seek his face... HIS protection... HIS answers.  Seek and ye shall find....rest for your weary soul!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The key is to run TO HIM, not AWAY from HIM.  Allowing him to be your help... "All of my help cometh from the Lord".  Can you say that?  In all truthfulness and honesty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smb0B7aqYdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fm0w8aTfEyc/s1600-h/the-secret-hiding-place-21103333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Smb0B7aqYdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fm0w8aTfEyc/s400/the-secret-hiding-place-21103333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361240720397722066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He who dwells in the Shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.  Psalms 91:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4888120160083944404?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4888120160083944404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hide-and-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4888120160083944404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4888120160083944404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmbxeYdt_WI/AAAAAAAAAY4/u5IEhyg3TI8/s72-c/Hiding+Place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5724888312153156111</id><published>2009-07-21T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:01:02.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>More than many sparrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SldUsmeBDNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uGeOnCwZKIE/s1600-h/sparrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356843406997916882" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 231px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SldUsmeBDNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uGeOnCwZKIE/s320/sparrows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 10:31 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:7 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF WORTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meditating on the principle of "Self-Worth". In doing so, I found this wonderful study online that says what I have been thinking (only better).  [&lt;a href="http://www.lessons4living.com/wmaz16.htm"&gt;http://www.lessons4living.com/wmaz16.htm&lt;/a&gt; written by Daniel Johnston]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must love and value yourself if you are to love others. You have to respect yourself and acknowledge your own self-worth. You must take care of yourself so that you can love and help your neighbor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does this make you selfish? No. It makes you responsibl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose that you are the only adult caring for a group of young children. You raise all your food and only have a small amount. At mealtime, in an effort to take good care of the children, you give them most of the food and you eat very little. Over time you become weaker and weaker, but you keep feeding the children the same amount. Eventually when you are too weak to work, who will feed the children? No one! Now all will perish because you neglected yourself. What should you do? You should eat th&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;e same as or perhaps more than the children to keep your strength up and ensure that you can continue to care for them. Don’t neglect others by neglecting yourself. Love yourself and then you can love your neighbor. Don’t lose your self-worth. Each day make sure that you take care of yourself so that you will be able to take care of your neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmT21rSjUlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/i9TIznWVTx8/s1600-h/sparrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmT21rSjUlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/i9TIznWVTx8/s400/sparrows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360680858491769426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we need to realize that we are important... that we are valuable to HIM. He watches over us, cares for us, supplies our needs... all the while wanting us to grow, believe, trust in HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always loved the song, "Consider the Lilies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider the lilies they don’t toil nor spin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And there’s not a king with more splendor than them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider the sparrow they don’t plant or sow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But they’re fed by the Master who watches them grow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We have a Heavenly Father above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;With eyes filled with mercy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And a heart filled with love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He really cares when Your head is bowed low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Consider the lilies and then you will know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;May I introduce you to this friend of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Who hangs out the stars  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and tells the sun when to shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And kisses the flowers each morning with dew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But He’s not too busy to care about you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5724888312153156111?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5724888312153156111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-than-many-sparrows.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5724888312153156111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5724888312153156111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-than-many-sparrows.html' title='More than many sparrows'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SldUsmeBDNI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/uGeOnCwZKIE/s72-c/sparrows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3894016191554389506</id><published>2009-07-20T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:01:00.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Just a sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmPudhObhoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XhedrxeMy0w/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmPudhObhoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XhedrxeMy0w/s400/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360390172403533442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could count the times I have asked God for a sign, a confirmation, a "holy word"... an answer to a need/prayer.  Growing up in church (I was in attendance from the time I was three days old!), I was taught to have faith in the Word of God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ask and ye shall receive" was one of my first memory verses.  I saw God answer so many prayers that my faith was increased just by watching the hand of God move.  Healings, Deliverences, Financial needs met, Broken-hearts mended, Forgiveness given, and the list goes on.... all the wonderful works of a loving savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with joy that I can say that God has always been with me.  Yes, even when I failed or was not acting in the "proper manner", HE was still with me.  I remember crying to the old Gary S Paxton song, "He was there all the time".  Just knowing that he would not walk away, disown me, or be totally devastated at my failures was liberating! Of course, it has taken me a few years to let this realization 'sink in'.  I used to think each time I was not perfect, HE would walk away and never look back.  I'm glad I know his nature now, the loving...forgiving nature... not that I want to abuse it. NO!  I want to please HIM and let him know I appreciate his love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In wanting to please God, I have sought his guidance, REPEATEDLY! I ask so MANY questions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I do this?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do about that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How must I react in this situation?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million questions, that's me!!! I worried about 'troubling God' about his "perfect answer" for my situations until I read about three examples in the Bible (there are so many more, but I just want to use these ones for now!) They were men called by God and used of God, but they were "imperfect" like me!  Guess what?  God loved them and used them anyways!  IMAGINE THAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;First up: Moses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Moses saw the burning bush on the back-side of the desert, he proceeded to tell God why he could not do the job God had instructed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exodus chapter 4 says:&lt;br /&gt;10 Moses said to the LORD, "O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 The LORD said to him, "Who gave man his mouth? Who makes him deaf or mute? Who gives him sight or makes him blind? Is it not I, the LORD ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 But Moses said, "O Lord, please send someone else to do it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO HE DIDN'T!!! He asked God to send someone else?  Yep!  And you know the rest of the story... Moses ended up doing (and saying) all the right things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Secondly, Peter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, ever-zealous Peter!  I think I must act like him at times... when my enthusiastic heart sometimes overlooks reality and 'jumps the gun to save the day'... all the while thinking I have been a winner!  Clueless?  Yes, sometimes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when Peter cut off the soldier's ear because they came to get Jesus (of course Jesus re-attached the ear!)? All the while thinking he was defending Jesus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he cursed and denied the Lord? Three times!  Until the rooster crowed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Peter didn't want Jesus to wash his feet?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 13:5-9 (King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5After that he poureth water into a bason, and began to wash the disciples' feet, and to wipe them with the towel wherewith he was girded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6Then cometh he to Simon Peter: and Peter saith unto him, Lord, dost thou wash my feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7Jesus answered and said unto him, What I do thou knowest not now; but thou shalt know hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8Peter saith unto him, Thou shalt never wash my feet. Jesus answered him, If I wash thee not, thou hast no part with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9Simon Peter saith unto him, Lord, not my feet only, but also my hands and my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, after all the 'mess-ups', God knew Peter's heart and gave him the "Keys to the Kingdom".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thirdly, and my favorite, Gideon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tending his little "hidden" garden that he was hiding from the Midianites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges 6:12 (King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him, and said unto him, The LORD is with thee, thou mighty man of valour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gideon went on to get an army together (that God kept reducing in number so HE could get the glory for the Victory!).  But the part I like the best, was when Gideon made God PROVE TO HIM..not just once, but TWICE (with the fleece test!), that HE was with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges 6:36-40 (King James Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 36And Gideon said unto God, If thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 37Behold, I will put a fleece of wool in the floor; and if the dew be on the fleece only, and it be dry upon all the earth beside, then shall I know that thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 38And it was so: for he rose up early on the morrow, and thrust the fleece together, and wringed the dew out of the fleece, a bowl full of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 39And Gideon said unto God, Let not thine anger be hot against me, and I will speak but this once: let me prove, I pray thee, but this once with the fleece; let it now be dry only upon the fleece, and upon all the ground let there be dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 40And God did so that night: for it was dry upon the fleece only, and there was dew on all the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these examples prove to me that I can question God, do dumb things and feel like I am 'not able' to accomplish a task and God will still understand and love me.  He uses "incapable people to impossible tasks"...because we need HIS help to do them, HE gets ALL the glory!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I am asking God AGAIN for an answer, I am confident that he will hear and know that I am wanting his excellent opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I blogged about "The Promise" when I saw a rainbow.  It reminded me of a time I was flying for business.  We (my boss and I) were on the plane, off the plane due to severe weather at our destination.  After multiple times of 'delays', I started to get worried. I walked over to the huge windows and said a simple prayer.  "Lord, if you will keep us safe on that plane to reach our destination, I would like you to give me a sign... let me know all will be well."  As looked out the window, I saw a RAINBOW!  This filled my heart with peace... I LOVE the promise of a rainbow!  But that was not all!  I saw the OTHER END of the rainbow!  The full arch was in front of me... total peace came!  As they announced our boarding AGAIN, I marched onto the plane without hesitation.  All was well.  I had "heard" from my Father and he gave the 'go ahead'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like getting the "green light" from heaven... HIS directions are always true, safe and the very BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep asking, he doesn't know how to fail...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3894016191554389506?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3894016191554389506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-sign.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3894016191554389506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3894016191554389506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-sign.html' title='Just a sign'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmPudhObhoI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XhedrxeMy0w/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3433909110408018358</id><published>2009-07-18T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T04:58:52.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmG3fj-_MxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bM_o72TO734/s1600-h/rainbow_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359766784410858258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmG3fj-_MxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bM_o72TO734/s400/rainbow_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, after a long period of dryness, the rain came.  I was visiting my step-mother and we were returning home from a great afternoon of shopping, visiting and (of course!) eating.  All of a sudden, Jean saw the rainbow.  We stopped the car and just sat a few moments in amazement.  How totally awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows remind me of the promises of God.  I know that many have taken this symbol and used it for their own representation, but I KNOW what the true meaning is... GOD IS STILL WITH US! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original definition from God Almighty still stands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 9:15-17 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life. 16 Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living creatures of every kind on the earth." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God hasn't forgotten us!  He still reminds us... in the same ways he always has.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart today... hear his voice, know his love, feel his communication.  It's there... it has been all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3433909110408018358?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3433909110408018358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/promises.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3433909110408018358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3433909110408018358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmG3fj-_MxI/AAAAAAAAAYY/bM_o72TO734/s72-c/rainbow_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4721819760604051895</id><published>2009-07-17T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T04:04:00.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmBaUBOIPcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PrQi9pDlOwA/s1600-h/vintage-boy-in-sepia-thumb2391070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmBaUBOIPcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PrQi9pDlOwA/s400/vintage-boy-in-sepia-thumb2391070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359382856542469570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/BB/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span id="EC_EC_EC_role_document"    style="font-family:Benguiat Bk BT;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;He was just a little boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a week's first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering home from Bible school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dawdling on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He scuffed his shoes into the grass;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even found a caterpillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He found a fluffy milkweed pod,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blew out all the 'filler.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bird's nest in a tree overhead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wisely placed up so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just another wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That caught his eager eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A neighbor watched his zig zag course,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hailed him from the lawn;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked him where he'd been that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've been to Bible School ,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said and turned a piece of sod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked up a wiggly worm replying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've learned a lot about God.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'M'm very fine way,' the neighbor said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'for a boy to spend his time.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you'll tell me where God is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a brand new dime.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick as a flash the answer came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor were his accents faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll give you a dollar, Mister,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can tell me where God ain't.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4721819760604051895?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4721819760604051895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4721819760604051895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4721819760604051895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/everywhere.html' title='Everywhere'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SmBaUBOIPcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/PrQi9pDlOwA/s72-c/vintage-boy-in-sepia-thumb2391070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7758433582728520558</id><published>2009-07-16T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T07:07:07.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work Related'/><title type='text'>Don't Jump!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl8uHEUfBuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/IcWV6f0vGCo/s1600-h/in-out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl8uHEUfBuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/IcWV6f0vGCo/s400/in-out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359052780547802850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I am "bogged down" as they say.  If you read my blog yesterday, you realize that I am "in the zone" of dates, times, budgets, revisions.... hard to focus on the 'real world' during this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perserverance takes a whole new level when project deadlines are UPON you.  Today I am taking this 'virtue' to a whole new level!  You know what makes me 'trudge on'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VACATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that in exactly three weeks I will flying to Dallas!  YIPPEE!!! Gonna meet up with a new friend (finally GR!) and re-connect with some old friends.  Just sooo excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you taking a vacation this year or doing the "staycation" option?  Either way, I hope it includes lots of rest, fun, relaxation and .... REPEAT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7758433582728520558?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7758433582728520558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-jump.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7758433582728520558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7758433582728520558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-jump.html' title='Don&apos;t Jump!'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl8uHEUfBuI/AAAAAAAAAYI/IcWV6f0vGCo/s72-c/in-out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7707940586490987211</id><published>2009-07-15T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T11:13:57.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Revisions to the Revisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl4RrHVEITI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ii0_fC8M4ok/s1600-h/business.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl4RrHVEITI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ii0_fC8M4ok/s320/business.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358740039016915250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year is GHASTLY for the State/Federal agencies.  Your life gets taken over by the dreaded word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUDGETS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my already "filled-to-overflowing" mind gets confused when my mind goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on budget revisions for 2009 and budgets for 2010.  How can I remember what year it is when I am ALWAYS working for next year, or last year, or 'what year is it anyways?"  I actually had to take a minute and study hard to remember what year it actually was.  If someone were evaluating my mental status and would ask me to tell what day/year it is, I don't know if I could remember!  Does that qualify me for a disability?  I think I'll take that option today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have my own office a mess, my PC had given me some trouble, so I found another that worked for me....giving me the opportunity to mess up ANOTHER office.  If I can get ahead enough, I will HAVE to take a whole day just to get back on track...but what if I don't have time to do that?  Does that mean I get a third office so I can feel "organized" again?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean to poke fun at the worksplace, but sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do thank God for my job.  I work with kind, loving, hard-working people.  That is a plus and bonus in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the stress of life... It gets crazy when my sleep is interrupted by the adding of a column over and over and over in my dreams.  They always add up the same... why do I have to re-do that same column 1,000 times (at least that is the way it seems!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days will get better.  I remember being overwhelmed on some days when time crunches and project were due and overdue!  After considering some things, I realized that everyone feels these pressures most of the time...it's not just me!  I can do this because everyone else is making it happen!  A 'pep-talk' was what I needed and sometimes I had to give them to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider this your pep-talk for the day... YOU CAN DO IT!  YOU CAN SUCCEED!   How do I know?  If I can do it, ANYONE CAN!   Hold on... the ride may be bumpy but the rewards are 'out of this world'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7707940586490987211?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7707940586490987211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/revisions-to-revisions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7707940586490987211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7707940586490987211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/revisions-to-revisions.html' title='Revisions to the Revisions'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sl4RrHVEITI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Ii0_fC8M4ok/s72-c/business.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8622933437351768943</id><published>2009-07-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:16:45.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Looking for JOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358299402562449730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlyA6snsMUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HdmVQJ9uZuU/s320/joy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want my life to be full of MANY THINGS... love, kindness, hope, faith, gladness, caring, contentment and JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without JOY, life has a void. There is an empty place that searches... many people do not quite figure out what they are searching for... they can try all manner of experiences in life. The answer is simple. JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is joy? Delight. Hapiness. Bliss. Elation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can I find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find it in the 'simple pleasures' of life. The simpilest and truest form comes from God. This is the ONLY JOY that is never-ending... the "fulness of joy" category...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 16:11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is &lt;strong&gt;fulness of joy&lt;/strong&gt;; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other 'fleeting moments' that bring us joy come to an end; like a baby's smile, a tender touch, a hug, flowers blowing in the wind. You experience them and keep looking, because you desire to see/feel another 'burst' of JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is joy shown?  How is it manifest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 28:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and I am helped. My heart &lt;strong&gt;leaps for joy &lt;/strong&gt;and I will give thanks to him in song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 33:1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing joyfully to the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;, you righteous; it is fitting for the upright to praise him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 33:3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and &lt;strong&gt;shout for joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 30:11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and &lt;strong&gt;clothed me with joy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358298849776783826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlyAahVUUdI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ZvEQVXDMQ_U/s320/joy-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthing worth having is worth 'seeking after'.  Today I seek JOY!  In it's fulness, filled with singing, shouting and leaping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always said I will be so happy to get to heaven that I will "SKIP" all over the place!  And that is what I really want to do... skip, leap, run, dance, shout, holler, laugh, smile, giggle.... feel the JOY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I be able to rise above the troubles here to experience HIS JOY today... then be able to share it... hapiness is infectuous you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8622933437351768943?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8622933437351768943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8622933437351768943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8622933437351768943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-for-joy.html' title='Looking for JOY'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlyA6snsMUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HdmVQJ9uZuU/s72-c/joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7273581448605368317</id><published>2009-07-13T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:41:16.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Am I Important?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlsaskER5dI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3x-GHAitMxY/s1600-h/Jesus+loves+me.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlsaskER5dI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3x-GHAitMxY/s320/Jesus+loves+me.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357905534585529810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important are you?  To your children, your spouse, your parents, your friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you could think of a zillion, million ways that these people would miss you if you were not around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how important are you to God?  When I ask that question, do you get positive or negative thoughts?  I sure hope they are positive!!! We need to have a positive view of God's love for us.  Very easy to think bad of ourselves... this does not please God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of it like this, how does you earthly parents feel about you?  Good, godly parents will give you 'unconditional love'.  You mess up, they keep loving... you act badly, they keep loving (even if some correction is thrown in there when needed, you know you are loved!!).    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are such NEEDY people... needing reassurance, direction, support and love CONTINUALLY! Jesus made us and knows human nature... he "Gets" us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In needed to be reminded, here are some scriptures that only 'begins' to tell us his great love for us...my favorite is John 3:16:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave his only son... that should say it all right there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GENESIS 1:26-27; PSALM 8:3-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And God said, Let us make man in our image, after our likeness: and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 27So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7All sheep and oxen, yea, and the beasts of the field; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, and whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made us in his image or likeness, the first sign of the value he places on us. No other creature on earth is made in the image of God. The second sign of the value God places on us is that he placed people over all creatures on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PSALM 139:13-16; JEREMIAH 1:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;13For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made us with great skill; he crafted us with loving care. He showed how much value he places on us by the way he made us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PSALM 139:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;17How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God thinks wonderful thoughts about us all the time. He looks inside of us and sees our real value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PSALM 139:1-3, 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God values you so much that he watches over you no matter where you are or what you are doing. This truly is wonderful, too wonderful to believe. But it tells you how special he thinks you are. God cares about everything we do because he loves us so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 CORINTHIANS 6:19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God values you so much that he even allows your body to become a temple in which he lives. God does not need to live in you. He can live anywhere. But by choosing to live within you, he declares you his temple, his dwelling place. What a great value he places on you to do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GALATIANS 3:26; GALATIANS 4:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7Wherefore thou art no more a servant, but a son; and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God values you so much that he thinks of you as his child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MATTHEW 28:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;20Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God promises to be with us always; why would he want to be with us if he didn’t value us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look in the mirror and ask yourself... How important am I to God?  If you get the right answer, you will be rejoicing all day long....YOU ARE LOVED!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7273581448605368317?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7273581448605368317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-important.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7273581448605368317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7273581448605368317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-important.html' title='Am I Important?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlsaskER5dI/AAAAAAAAAXY/3x-GHAitMxY/s72-c/Jesus+loves+me.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8201798416202213994</id><published>2009-07-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:01:00.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Not what it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SldGLhxzAkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/JxuDsx1yn4o/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I sure hope so! If you are not blind and can read this blog today, you are blessed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afb.org/Section.asp?SectionID=15&amp;amp;DocumentID=4398"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;According to America Foundation of the Blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afb.org/Section.asp?SectionID=15&amp;amp;DocumentID=4398"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more than 20 million American report experiencing some significant vision loss. Now you should feel doubly blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But, do we use our eyes to "really see"? I have pondered the meanings of the scriptures MANY times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;Matthew 13:16-17 (King James Version)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;But blessed are your eyes, for they see: and your ears, for they hear. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;For verily I say unto you, That many prophets and righteous men have desired to see those things which ye see, and have not seen them; and to hear those things which ye hear, and have not heard them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have written about "&lt;a href="http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-picture.html"&gt;The Big Picture&lt;/a&gt;" previously and I know how important it is to be aware of what is taking place in our lives.  I need reminded (constantly it seems!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Seeing with UNDERSTANDING is the goal. Not just focusing on the "outward, recognizable" parts of our lives...but the "hidden, true self" that abides within, beyond where the 'naked eye' can see...the spiritual soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This story sums up the difference in Seeing and &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seeing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Two traveling angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family.&lt;br /&gt;The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room.&lt;br /&gt;Instead the angels were given a small space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, 'Things aren't always what they seem.'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field. The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him, she accused. The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let the cow die. 'Things aren't always what they seem,' the older angel replied.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it.' 'Then last night as we slept in the farmer’s bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave him the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;True meanings are sometimes hidden. Why would your parents tell you that they think some action/decision is not good for you? That hidden "knowing"... the spiritual eye... the understanding of ALL the facts that for some, stays hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have been guilty MANY times of wanting to do something and being told "NO" just upset me. BUT, I have always found that if the "No" comes from good instruction (God, Men of God, Godly counsel), that I am kept from SO MUCH HARM by obeying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Most often, situations and life's little "burps" are working out miracles for our future.  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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlchsRKjhrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/X7nlh44BYvU/s400/Burst+of+Chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356787326186129074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensations of chocolate bursting at every bite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some days are sunny days, some days are bitter days, some days are cloudy days, some days are rainy days and some days are ..... chocolate days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY LIKE the chocolate days... the days that feel like a treat!  These days seem to be so easy, run smoothly and offer benefits that we have not expected.  After all the days of fighting for control, hurting hearts, bitter tears, non-understanding....then POW!  Along comes the most delectable of days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 'knowing' that chocolate days are coming, makes me stronger.  I can take the disappointments, knowing that chocolate days are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here on earth, we cannot comprehend the "chocolate days to come"... our Maker is planning them right now!  Endless days filled with no tears, pain, disappointments, sickness, hurt... just peace, love, joy, happiness for EVERMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can endure, be confident in the 'knowing'... better days are ahead, chocolaty days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this recipe... cannot wait to try... hope they will make my/your day turn into a special kind of happy day!  Of course, if you don't have time to bake, a Hershey's or Dove Chocolate Bar will substitute just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Makes 12 mid sized muffins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 cup self raising flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6 tablespoons cocoa powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2/3 cups milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2/3 cups butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 tsp vanilla essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Optional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handful of chocolate chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handful of chopped nuts ( almonds &amp;amp; cashews) &amp;amp; raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Start of with the usual drill - cream butter &amp;amp; sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Add in 2 eggs - 1 at a time. Add vanilla essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Fold in flour &amp;amp; cocoa powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Mix in chopped nuts/choc chips/raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. Fill in batter into muffin cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. Bake for 15-20 mins in a preheated oven at 180 degrees celcius or till a fork inserted into the muffin comes out clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:48;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8719773865993133935?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8719773865993133935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/burst-of-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8719773865993133935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8719773865993133935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/burst-of-chocolate.html' title='Burst of Chocolate'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlchsRKjhrI/AAAAAAAAAXA/X7nlh44BYvU/s72-c/Burst+of+Chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3593099093500838992</id><published>2009-07-09T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:01:44.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>I'm glad they don't like me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlXN4jusLgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KK-1AMwRXs4/s1600-h/dislike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlXN4jusLgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KK-1AMwRXs4/s400/dislike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356413703374515714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesserie, I was talking to my boss the other day.  He is a Godly, friendly man with a GREAT family!  They are some of the kindest, soft-hearted, giving people you could ever meet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our conversation, we were speaking of some people in life that you/me meet that do not like us!  It doesn't matter what we do, how kind we are, how much love we show...they just cannot speak our name in a good light. As we were discussing one such person, my boss said, "I'm glad they don't like me!".  At first this took me back... why, we are SUPPOSE to be so good, Godly and "shine the light right" that all men will see God in us and glorify our father in heaven, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to say, "If they liked me, then I would know that I was doing something wrong...I don't want to be this "caliber" of person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a true statement.  MANY did not accept or like Jesus when he walked here on earth.  He even told us that "many will hate/despise you for my sake". I know sometimes people will not like me...and who was I to think that I could "win them over" when Jesus could not?  Do I have the dynamic, ultimate personality that can 'crack the shell' around some one's heart?  NOOOOO!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus let's us make up our own minds, use our own wills to lead us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just because I want to please Jesus, doesn't mean everybody does.  That's OK.  Their choice.  This new thought is just going to make it easier on me.... I won't take so much time trying to 'jump through the hoops' with some who cannot accept loving kindness...I'll just say, "I'm GLAD they don't like me".... and pray they have a change of heart some day and start to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-3593099093500838992?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3593099093500838992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-glad-they-dont-like-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3593099093500838992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/3593099093500838992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-glad-they-dont-like-me.html' title='I&apos;m glad they don&apos;t like me...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlXN4jusLgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KK-1AMwRXs4/s72-c/dislike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-90287484357537702</id><published>2009-07-08T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:33:53.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>In the beginning</title><content type='html'>In the last post, I told you that I wanted to share some of my "Friends" in life...Well, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  Have you ever tried to remember your first thought?  Your first memory?  How successful were you?  Me?  Not very...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember always loving to sing.  Our family was faithful members of the local Pentecostal assembly, so singing was the "weave" that strengthened our faith... proclaimed our love for such a great GOD!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I was little and getting ready for church, I would go out into the yard and sing!  I would sing to the flowers, the trees, the wind... making up words and melodies.  How I wish I remembered those songs today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two 'buddies' I had at the time that were an intricate part of my life. They were my cousins, Marla (5 years my senior) and Nila (just almost a year older than me!).  Since we were 'neighbors' on "The Hill" (I'll have to take pictures and define "The Hill" to you soon!), we spent LOTS of time together. I actually remember them ALWAYS being there!... when I needed someone to eat my vegetables, or when I wanted to get my chores done quickly so I could go out to play, they always helped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, Church, School...that was our life.  When we were home, that meant running "The Hill" playing with ALL the cousins.  Well, Marla, Nila and I (Hereafter known as "THE TRIO"), started singing.  We would sit on the picnic benches, in our bedrooms, or in the "Little House" (This is the house that Grandpa Forsythe built for us!) and SING UP A STORM.  I believe I was 7, Nila 8 and Marla 12 when we started on this journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we just sang what 'we thought' sounded right!  Marla sang lead and Nila and I sang TENOR!  Yep, we could both hear that part!  Then one day, Nila heard the ALTO part, and our three-part harmony sound was created.  No formal training... just using the talents God gave us, we started singing ALL THE TIME!  No Rambos, Bill Gaither or Happy Goodman albums were missed!  We learned EVERY SONG by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since church was our life, we went to ALL the special services... Revivals, Youth Ralley's, Youth Weeks, "Second Saturday Sings" at Jewett, Camp Meetings... and THE TRIO was asked to sing at almost every one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marla, as the senior member, was our spokesperson.  She would choose the song(s) we would sing at each occasion.  We would always pray and ask God to use us to touch a heart, even if the occasion was a funeral.  I cannot tell you the times we sang, "Only One Life" or "I'm Gonna Live So I Can Die Right" at these events!  Street Meetings... the selections there were always, "Sweet, Sweet Song of Salvation" and "Jesus is the Only Way"- written by The Trio.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cousin, Sharon, (older sister to Nila and Marla) was our accompanist on the organ and Allen or Timmy would play the drums.  After we were a little older, I started playing the piano for the group.  What fun was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish we had pictures of those times!!!! They would be fun to look at for sure.  But, since our families were large and running on one income, there were not many pictures taken, or developed due to lack of financial backing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Trio sang together til I went to Jackson College of Ministries (JCM) in 1979, I was 17 years old.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, whenever I visit my 'home church from childhood', they still ask The Trio to sing.  We will pull out "I Know He Loves Me" and "I've Got Jesus and That's Enough" like we did when we were young....yes, we are all middle-aged now!  Hard to believe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the times of singing with these dear friends, I realize that they were my first "true friends".  I thank you Marla and Nila for being so good to me in every way.  Sharing your time, laughs, clothes and food with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know that coolest part?  I can still go up home (3 hours North), see one of these sweethearts, and start the conversation again...the one that never stops.  That's what friendship is made up of... one life-long, never-ending conversation that starts and stops at any time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-90287484357537702?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/90287484357537702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-beginning.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/90287484357537702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/90287484357537702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2189432492791845675</id><published>2009-07-06T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:23:06.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Best of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlHa0GeRj7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/A5O_NovLckI/s1600-h/Best-of-Friends-Poster-C10048568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlHa0GeRj7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/A5O_NovLckI/s320/Best-of-Friends-Poster-C10048568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355302020545875890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–noun&lt;br /&gt;1.a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.a person who gives assistance; supporter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.a person who is on good terms with another; a person who is not hostile: Who goes there? Friend or foe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking back on the few short years I have lived (although I am "middle-aged", I still feel young!), I recall some of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few days, I am going to "NAME NAMES"!  Telling you of some of my friends, what they have meant to me, how they encouraged me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have "re-connected" with a few.  It has been fabulous.  Many of them are living 'Far, Far' away, but somehow, we have been able to cross-paths again.  Fate?  Like a miracle?  I like to think by "Grand Design"... or Heaven's Purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I start to share my friends through the years, I want you to think about yours!  Remembering precious memories is very therapeutic.  By recalling the good times, fun times, crazy times and who was with us (our comrades in crime!), we realize how many wonderful people have 'been there' for us...through good, bad, or 'down' times... consistently. That SAFE feeling we get when we are together.  Picking up the conversation after MANY years and not missing a beat... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I remember.  Today, I seek to find someone who I was once close to.  I will call them, send them a letter, write them a "Thank You Note"... just want them to know that they have made a difference in my life...that they are important... if for no other reason than to help me get through life a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?  Is there someone who has come to mind lately that you would like to 'look-up' again?  Give it a try... as I was writing this today, I thought of someone that I needed to send a card to....hope you feel the same way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til' tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2189432492791845675?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2189432492791845675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2189432492791845675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2189432492791845675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-of-friends.html' title='Best of Friends'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SlHa0GeRj7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/A5O_NovLckI/s72-c/Best-of-Friends-Poster-C10048568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-457946046028816242</id><published>2009-07-04T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:06:09.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>God Bless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sk-039LJqKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AGwfmCDqlk8/s1600-h/dad+4th+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sk-039LJqKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AGwfmCDqlk8/s320/dad+4th+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354697355373947042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    (Dad on his 73rd birthday, July 4, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of the funnest days "ever" on my calendar...usually.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a young age, I remember ALWAYS having the BIGGEST and BEST picnics on the 4th of July.  Uncle Sonny and Aunt Leona ALWAYS opened up their house and invited all the church family to their house for a day filled with good food, laughter and fun! Aunt Leona would have all the kids ~ Sharon, Gary, Ronnie, Marla, Timmy, Nila and Randy ~ getting the house "spic and span" for this annual event!  All the stops were pulled out, even the house would be repainted (white with turquoise trim) for the occasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many stories of those times come to mind...precious memories!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ The one 4th of July when I had the chicken pox and had to stay on the couch at Grandma's ALL DAY, while looking out the window at everyone playing and having fun!  My cousins Nila and Marla were so great to come in and check on me.  Missed out on all the fun that year! SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Uncle Sonny getting out the big tubs and filling them with ice and cold water...never drank pop (soda) so cold or Watermelon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Endless days of badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Me getting sun burnt SOOO bad... seems I never would learn to stay in the shade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  The year we let off so many "penny-enny" firecrackers late at night that the neighbors (over on the pike) called the cops on us!  We hid out in the corn-field till the cops left...SHWEW!  That was close!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved having everyone 'together'....that was the funnest part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew we were celebrating the patriotic reasons for the day, but the 4th always had ANOTHER blessing, my Dad's birthday.  It just seemed appropriate that he was a "firecracker" baby.  I think he loved that a celebration was always made in his honor!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Minnie always found the freshest of new green beans to put in the pot and bake a scrumptious pan of cornbread to accent. Everyone brought a covered - dish.  I never saw so much chicken, meatloaf, potato salad, baked beans.... (You can imagine...the family reunion style buffet!) A huge birthday cake always rounded out the yummy meal in celebration of Dad's birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years have come and gone, family and church members have spread throughout the USA... but memories are still recalled of this special time on the "HILL".  Unless you have been to my birthplace, you cannot understand the true meaning of "The Hill".  I hope you get to visit/revisit some day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this "scattering" of family/friends, the last few years the 4th of July celebrations have become more "family oriented".... meaning, each family would have their own family cookout, go to the Wellsburg 4th of July parade, then gather back on the "Hill" for the fireworks.  Since the "Hill" overlooked the Ohio River where the fireworks were released, it felt like we had front-row seats to the event!    As a young child, I would set in awe and wonder at the beautiful sight....I am still thrilled with fireworks, lights and waterfalls today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, we (hubby and I) decided to stay at our home and enjoy a cookout with his Ma/Pa and Sister.  We had such a good time making new memories!  We had spent last weekend with the girls in Indianapolis...had a cookout and watched some fireworks there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it is still different this year.  No birthday party, no "gathering" of the usual family members.  I think it has just been too hard... We know that God has Dad... We know that he would not want us to miss the "fun and fireworks".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight, I am going to a close city to watch some fireworks.  I know that Dad would be pleased.... he enjoyed life... I want to too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I want to say, God Bless America!  And God Bless our Families!  We need God's blessings on them both so greatly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-457946046028816242?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/457946046028816242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-bless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/457946046028816242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/457946046028816242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-bless.html' title='God Bless...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sk-039LJqKI/AAAAAAAAAWo/AGwfmCDqlk8/s72-c/dad+4th+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4011389645455009188</id><published>2009-07-03T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:00:05.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Safe People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sk2BdhxAI5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/3BqJAL4glnQ/s1600-h/SafeZone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Since the "Unsafe People" article yesterday was taken from the book by Doctors Henry Cloud and John Townshend, I thought I would use their list...But changed my mind when I came upon another blog site...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Would like you to allow me to introduce Jonathan Daugherty's "Safe People" list (http://www.jonathandaugherty.com/2006/11/who-are-safe-people.html).  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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The following are 7 key characteristics present in safe people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Safe people are non-judgmental&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get serious about dealing with your secret sins you need people who are not spending their time judging you for your mistakes. You struggle enough with self-condemnation, you don't need someone else telling you what a mess-up you are. Safe people don't judge you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Safe people listen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you reach out for help you need people who will really listen to your struggles. Safe people let you share your story and all the difficulty you have faced in carrying your secret sin alone. There is a sort of empathy with safe people. While they may not have traveled the exact same road, they listen with their heart and want to truly help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Safe people maintain strong boundaries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the dangers of seeking out safe people is that you might be so amazed at their compassion and care that you begin to move too close too quickly, and possibly confuse genuine help with old patterns in your addiction. Safe people, however, also know how to establish and maintain healthy boundaries that represent appropriate interaction and assistance. For instance, a safe person will not miss their son's baseball game just because you are having a weak moment. They will give you their time and energy when it is appropriate and falls in line with their other priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Safe people protect confidentiality&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust is critical in the healing and recovery process. And trust is gained when safe people protect your confidentiality. You must know that the deep, dark secrets you are sharing will not end up in the city newspaper over the weekend. Safe people take confidentiality very seriously and will carry your pain to their grave if they must in order to secure your trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Safe people tell the truth in love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people who may appear to be safe are really just looking for a way to present themselves as superior. They may tell you the truth (i.e. "If you continue in this pattern,  you will destroy your life"), but they do so in a harsh, angry fashion. Safe people know how to tell you the truth in love. They are not pointing out your weaknesses to pump themselves up, but rather to help you move toward a full-Godly life that truly brings satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Safe people pray for wisdom (i.e. they are humble)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone willing to help another person with their most vulnerable area of weakness must understand that they need wisdom. And gaining wisdom requires humility ("the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom"). You can often spot the safe people by how often they ask God for wisdom, knowing that apart from His leading they could lead you astray. These are the kind of people you want around when traveling the road of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Safe people help you get help&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, safe people know their limitations and have a heart of willingness to get you the help you need. They will walk with you as you expand your network of support to include a counselor, support group, or other individuals to help you reach the goal of a Godly life. When dealing with life's difficulties you need those with a servant's heart to lead you to the appropriate help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you walk through life, keep your eyes open for safe people. They will become your greatest asset in a life well lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'Watching out' for the "unsafe person" has been a life-long job.  Keeping an open eye and ear requires much patience and diligence.  Good, 'safe' people will NOT just land in every area of your life!  You must seek them to find them.  Much like seeking and finding a "safe", one-true and living GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4011389645455009188?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4011389645455009188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/safe-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4011389645455009188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4011389645455009188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/safe-people.html' title='Safe People'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sk2BdhxAI5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/3BqJAL4glnQ/s72-c/SafeZone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5767338982398346774</id><published>2009-07-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:28:18.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Unsafe People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkyZjT2vZKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6yGFHXBQSzg/s1600-h/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkyZjT2vZKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6yGFHXBQSzg/s320/mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353822888941020322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finding that you CAN find informative, encouraging words EVERYWHERE!.. even on Facebook!  Of course that can depend on who your "friends" are on that 'networking highway'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my friends started listing the "Unsafe People" points.  I was intrigued.  After searching for this on the Internet, I found this list from the book by Doctors Henry Cloud and John Townsend.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, of course, I want to share this list with YOU!  I also will share the "Safe People" list with you tomorrow.... it comes from the same book, but I have a PLUS!  I found a longer, more extensive list on another blog!  I will have all that for you tomorrow!  (Lord willing and if the creeks don't rise!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the listing of "Unsafe People" for you to read, ponder and implement. &lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is helpful for finding relationships that are healthy and avoiding those that are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am convinced that we are a 'product of our environment' and take on the traits of our family and friendship "groups".  "Birds of a feather flock together" is so true and has been proven over and over again.  If you 'live with it' (an addiction, trait, ect...) long enough, you will become 'desensitized' and not see the negative affects of these personality types.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake UP!  Really look at your life in conjuction with those you surround yourself with...if you want to become a better person, start with your heart, then survey the hearts around you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNSAFE PEOPLE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Think they have it all together instead of admitting their weaknesses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Are defensive instead of open to feedback.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. Are self-righteous instead of humble.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Only apologize instead of changing their behavior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5. Avoid working on their problems instead of dealing with them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Demand trust, instead of earning it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7. Believe they are perfect instead of admitting their faults.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8. Blame others instead of taking responsibility.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;9. Will lie instead of being honest.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;10. Are stagnant instead of growing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;11. Avoid closeness instead of connecting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;12. Are only concerned about "I" instead of "we" (not relationship centered)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;13. Resist freedom instead of encouraging it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;14. Condemn us instead of forgiving us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;15. Stay in parent/child roles instead of relating as equals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;16. Are unstable over time instead of being consistent.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17. Are a negative influence on us, rather than a positive one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:100%;"&gt;18. Gossip instead of keeping our confidences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may remember this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;True humility and fear of the Lord lead to riches, honor, and long life.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 22:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Or this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pride ends in humiliation, while humility brings honor.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 29:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;The WORD is FULL of instruction on who to trust, run with or stay-away from.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;So thankful that God put more that just the plan of salvation in his WORD.  The daily living 'helps' that he provides is limitless and truthful... you can bank on it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;What about you?  Do you have any other "Unsafe People" characteristics that we need to "watch out" for?  Remember, this is serious business!  Our very soul is in the balance, depending on our decisions.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5767338982398346774?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5767338982398346774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsafe-people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5767338982398346774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5767338982398346774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/unsafe-people.html' title='Unsafe People'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkyZjT2vZKI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6yGFHXBQSzg/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7734325642959932715</id><published>2009-07-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:42:35.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Journal: Saturday, June 27, 2009 continued</title><content type='html'>After our long day with all the driving and "packing and unpacking", we decided to go out for dessert... ice cream was at the top of the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFkLjaxpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5ArfRAaW1KE/s1600-h/DSCN1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353449069938919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFkLjaxpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5ArfRAaW1KE/s320/DSCN1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone for Ice Cream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you in a previous post that Handel's Ice Cream in Fishers, IN was the BEST! And I was NOT fibbing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353449079440189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFku8sqKI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uxu0czHIydE/s320/DSCN1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What flavor do you want? What's your choice after looking at this?.... I think my favorite is something like "Chocoholics Dream" or it could be called "Death by Chocolate"! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked up the store online...here it is... &lt;a href="http://www.handelsicecream.com/inthenews/index.html"&gt;http://www.handelsicecream.com/inthenews/index.html&lt;/a&gt;. They have most of their locations in Ohio, but a few in Pennsylvania, Indiana, Virginia and California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The line for Handel's is ALWAYS long. Part of the charm. I think we probably only had to wait for 45 minutes.. this time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353449074917054194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFkeGTFvI/AAAAAAAAAVg/34U1DyRLcZY/s320/DSCN1601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sissy got a little restless and "Papa" Chris was making her laugh/giggle with his funny noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got Sissy her fist "baby cone"...Vanilla! At first she did not know what to do with it, but once she tasted that smooth, cool texture, she was hooked just like the rest of us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450990841255698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktHT_eOVxI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Gc1Qy9X4-Cs/s320/DSCN1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353449080972547778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFk0qClsI/AAAAAAAAAVw/TSDkAjEzbcA/s320/DSCN1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353449086454330226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFlJE_83I/AAAAAAAAAV4/hK4g_urcku0/s320/DSCN1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353450995041818354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktHUPHt1vI/AAAAAAAAAWI/DKdjOpEU5uU/s320/DSCN1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the perfect ending to the perfect day! God had allowed us to travel safely. We were so thankful and grateful for his protection and blessings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Proves what I have known all along. God is the best and he sure loves families! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7734325642959932715?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7734325642959932715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/journal-saturday-june-27-2009-continued.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7734325642959932715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7734325642959932715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/07/journal-saturday-june-27-2009-continued.html' title='Journal: Saturday, June 27, 2009 continued'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SktFkLjaxpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/5ArfRAaW1KE/s72-c/DSCN1613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-592648735255576686</id><published>2009-06-30T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T04:47:22.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Journal: Saturday, June 27, 2009</title><content type='html'>And the day continues....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I previously shared, the "convoy" rolled up in front of Nellie's house at about 11 AM on Saturday morning. Aliyah "Sissy" had fell asleep during the last two hours of the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kind of tedious getting the U-Haul around the caldisac on her street. It just so happened that this weekend was the time of "Freedom Celebration" in the Fishers Community. This meant there were lots of cars and 'traffic' in the neighborhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glen Jr wanted to get the U-Haul unloaded as quickly as possible. Getting the "big truck" off the street with the 'Celebration' happening. After unloading the "must have" items at Nellie's house, off we went to the storage facility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353079139767118642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1HaRfazI/AAAAAAAAAUY/NJcN3q4STTQ/s320/DSCN1561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeff went missing...then we found him on the back of the U-Haul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353079148353413298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1H6Qn4LI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GD8rcx6RD4Y/s320/DSCN1568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What teamwork! The guys (and Nellie) really got the 'hand-off' happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353079145063169586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1HuAKvjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2-SMI6TcG_g/s320/DSCN1571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glen Jr. got to telling jokes while he was cleaning out the truck. Of course, Nellie "got" Daddy's joke ... she always does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353079152451950210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1IJhyloI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5yLZ51H_Bmg/s320/DSCN1573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glen Jr and I went to the hotel and got a much needed nap. Afterwards, dinner was prepared and ready....Jeff and Chris grilled the most scrumptious spread.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353079159460215410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1IjosOnI/AAAAAAAAAU4/GeNCFzEj798/s320/DSCN1576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying dinner with Shelly, Nellie, Heidi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353083834608872626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn5Yr6_bLI/AAAAAAAAAVA/tu-90Lpl2UQ/s320/DSCN1577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris, Aaron, Jeff and Glen Jr. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353083841431604738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn5ZFVqDgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4uXOzjhPkds/s320/DSCN1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353083838264251650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn5Y5igFQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X-iU0IoxywE/s320/DSCN1578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And where was Sissy during this time?  In her room, checking out the toy situation...right in the 'middle of things'!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to go out for ice cream at the 'best ice cream shop in Indy' (or the world in my book!).  Tomorrow I will share "Sissy's first ice cream cone" journal with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope the sun/son is bright for you today!  :-]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-592648735255576686?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/592648735255576686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/journal-saturday-june-27-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/592648735255576686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/592648735255576686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/journal-saturday-june-27-2009.html' title='Journal: Saturday, June 27, 2009'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skn1HaRfazI/AAAAAAAAAUY/NJcN3q4STTQ/s72-c/DSCN1561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-494671540650421813</id><published>2009-06-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:31:54.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Moving Day- Journal, Friday, June 26, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skg9qyFTXUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ap5Ni-T6XRs/s1600-h/DSCN1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595962337647938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skg9qyFTXUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ap5Ni-T6XRs/s400/DSCN1533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;("Sissy" sleeping on the floor of her 'empty' bedroom.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day had finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt;! Seems like it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt; way off... then, POW! it was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest daughter, Rachelle (Shelly), her husband, Chris and grand-baby (Aliyah)decided to move to Indianapolis, Indiana with her sister; Danielle (Nellie) and husband, Jeff. So, Friday evening saw me and hubby (GP Jr) heading down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Proctorville&lt;/span&gt;, OH, where Shelly was currently living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP Jr and I headed out of town around 4:30 PM. We picked up the 17' U-Haul and arrived for the load at 7:00 PM. Some wonderful guys from the local church came by to help Chris and GP Jr get the truck loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9:30 PM, we were ready to get some rest for the night. Aliyah (Sissy) came back to the hotel to spend the night with Nana and Pappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkhCYl8kEaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PNInbb_xiNU/s1600-h/DSCN1542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352601147400262050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkhCYl8kEaI/AAAAAAAAAUA/PNInbb_xiNU/s320/DSCN1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               (Sissy dancing and singing in front of the mirror@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy got out some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lego's&lt;/span&gt; and had a grand time playing with us! We tried to go to sleep early, but it was around 11:30 PM before we were able to 'shut-down' for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one MAJOR hitch! When we arrived in Huntington, WV (across from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Proctorville&lt;/span&gt;) where we had our room reserved, we were made aware of a MAJOR water leak. 80% of Huntington had no water... with NO idea when the lead would be fixed... they predicted 6-8 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we set the alarm for 3:30 AM. We had planned on pulling out at five in the morning. We thought if the water line was not repaired by then, we would take showers at Shelly's in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 2:00 AM, the water came back on! Such a blessing! We showered, woke Sissy up at 4:00 AM (What torture for a little one!). She was a real trouper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back at Shelly's by 4:45 AM. I ran and got McDonald's Sausage Biscuits for everyone and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hash browns&lt;/span&gt; for Sissy! By 5:06 AM, the U-Haul was a pulling out with the "convoy" (me in front, Shelly/Chris and Aliyah, then GP Jr in the U-Haul).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkiT53MrFFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2hh1rUCQ_uc/s1600-h/DSCN1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352690779408766034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkiT53MrFFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2hh1rUCQ_uc/s320/DSCN1547.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              (Sissy trying to climb up into the U-Haul with her toys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:39 AM we crossed the Kentucky state line! We followed route 64 West &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; Lexington and Louisville where we followed route 65 North up to Indy. One gasoline stop and three "pit stops" later, we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt; on the 465 By-Pass around Indy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkiSpvdbkuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_GZmLdRFaLQ/s1600-h/DSCN1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352689402942034658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkiSpvdbkuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_GZmLdRFaLQ/s320/DSCN1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 11:00 AM and we are pulling up in front of Danielle's house!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yippee&lt;/span&gt;!  Yeah!  All went well and we had a safe trip!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will continue our journey on the blog tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing EVERYONE a safe, sunny day!  Keep HIM with you and the day will be brighter, sunnier and BLESSED!  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-494671540650421813?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/494671540650421813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-day-journal-friday-june-26-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/494671540650421813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/494671540650421813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-day-journal-friday-june-26-2009.html' title='Moving Day- Journal, Friday, June 26, 2009'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Skg9qyFTXUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Ap5Ni-T6XRs/s72-c/DSCN1533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-6527385223616546806</id><published>2009-06-26T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:14:08.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Off the page, into our hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkOuV1rHF3I/AAAAAAAAATw/Rw6X7gSSSxY/s1600-h/words+off+of+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkOuV1rHF3I/AAAAAAAAATw/Rw6X7gSSSxY/s400/words+off+of+page.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351312472454666098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get multiple 'Forwards' in my email Inbox daily. Most of these messages I screen very carefully. Due to "beware of suspicious materials", I am careful in opening attachments. Some of them may be "harmful to your health" or at the very least, your PC's health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get an inspirational quote or story that really affects me! I love those kind. Each day I like to read a scripture, quote or article that will motivate me in a positive manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the other day I received a list that was really good! It actually surprised me ~ it covered so many areas that I TRY to work on.. on a daily basis. (You will notice my emphasis on TRY!). I did find humor in the fact that this listing had 36 points. Why 36? I would have written 35 or 40, not 36! But since it is not my list, I do not get to critique... just enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want to share this list with you. If you only get ONE new idea or purpose out of this reading, it will be worth it. We should all be striving to make each day better than the next.... hope something hops "off the page, into your heart"... just like the daily WORD does. Encouraging, Enlightening, Moving and Inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbered points were written "anonymously"... the comments are by 'yours truly'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Pray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a must. We cannot do without talking to the MASTER. His guidance and direction are imperative. (Also, his correction, OUCH!) Heard the saying years ago: "One week without prayer makes one weak". TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Go to bed on time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a hard one for me! I am a night owl and (need to be) an early riser. These two combinations do not mix very well (oil &amp; water comes to mind!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, do I go through 'spells' of getting this one, the 'NOT' getting it! It is true that starting the day out early, having a plan, preparing the day "unhurried" has it's definite advantages! Like, less ulcers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule, or&lt;br /&gt;that will compromise your mental health. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just so HARD to say "NO"! Especially if it is a project that you LOVE to do! Why do I LOVE so many different projects!?? Gets me in trouble EVERY TIME! Never thought of the "mental health" angle...really need to research that one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Delegate tasks to capable others.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has always been my major weakness. I like to be 'in control'. That is one of my strengths and weaknesses. It is VERY hard for me to trust others to do something that I envision. Will they do it as productively as I do? Will they care passionately about the task? I ask these questions over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Simplify and un-clutter your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! This one "SLAPS" me! I am a 'collector'. Was thinking on this very idea the other day. I surround myself with all my favorite things. This can really clutter up a life, desk, house.... MUST SIMPLIFY, MUST RED UP AND CLEAN OUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to set goals like: &lt;br /&gt;~ If I haven't worn it in a year...it's gone. &lt;br /&gt;~ I WILL file all my paperwork from work, church and personal 'stuff' in ONE area. (Why do I think I need to start a new file every time I begin filing? How many Electric Bill folders do I need? Obsessive Compulsive filer, I AM!)&lt;br /&gt;~ Limit the number of "knickknacks" I can hold on to! Always said that if something happened to me, my girls would get so mad at me for collection so much stuff/junk! Most of it only has sentimental value to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Less is more. (Although one is often not enough, two are often&lt;br /&gt;too many.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one correlates strongly with #6. I want to apply this one more to my eating habits also! Still trying to get off some more "poundage". Mentally telling myself that a couple bites is better than a whole plate full of my favorite dishes. Gotta really "pshyc" myself up on this point....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is my greatest help in this area! He is on time/every time. Too early most of the time! We ALWAYS leave to church an HOUR before it starts. Always have, always will...even earlier if we have something that needs attending to. There is no, "Where is the Pastor, is he coming tonight?". Nope. Present and accounted for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the other hand....I can get "caught up" and "side-tracked" in enjoying everything around me. That keeps me 'jumping from pillar to post' sometimes. Need to be more 'concentrated' on my task/goal. My "multi-tasking" can get out of hand at times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects&lt;br /&gt;over time; don't lump the hard things all together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this challenge! Spreading out the "BIG" things would be so beneficial! Why didn't I think of that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Take one day at a time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus spoke so much on "Take no thought of tomorrow, for tomorrow will take care of itself". Takes lots of patience to let this happen in your life. Sometimes I feel the need to "accomplish" or step in and "save the day".... I need to really loosen up in this regard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Separate worries from concerns.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a situation is a concern,find out what God would have you do and let go of the anxiety. If you can't do anything about a situation, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Live within your budget; don't use credit cards for ordinary&lt;br /&gt;purchases. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY! We live in a world of "Give me what I want NOW". That extends ALL of our budgets and allows anxiety and frustration to creep in. Must do better on curbing my "want" appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Have backups; an extra car key in your wallet, an extra house&lt;br /&gt;key buried in the garden, extra stamps, etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can actually say that I have finally go this one down! With the help of my hubby AGAIN, we have backup keys EVERYWHERE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and daughters have had their fair share of problem with this matter. I won't go into detail, but MANY keys have been made and lost through the years! A certain young lady just recently got locked out of her new home AND her car within weeks of each other... I think she is finally getting the "can't have too many extra keys" lesson down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. K.M.S. (Keep Mouth Shut). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This single piece of advice can prevent an enormous amount of trouble. AMEN and AMEN! I used to wonder why Jesus said "Let your conversation be Yeah and Na". That is as simple as it gets folks! With my girls being married now, my advise needs to be asked for, not always supplied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Do something for the Kid in “You” everyday. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about this! Yep, fun stuff still appeals to me! Keeps you young. Research says that kids laughs hundreds of times a day, while adults on in the low two digits....not wonder we need "laughter" medicine sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Carry a Bible with you to read while waiting in line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is awesome advise. Have done this at times in the past...need to resurrect this action. POWERFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Get enough rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are no good to God or ANYONE if you are worn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Eat right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very vital part of living longer, more healthy and happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 Get organized so everything has its place.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORDER and PEACE go hand in hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Listen to a tape while driving that can help improve your&lt;br /&gt;quality of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALWAYS have a CD in the player while traveling. The new Sara Renner project is speaking to me right now! (Thanks GA for the gift!) I'm not as much into inspirational talks...need to look into doing that more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Write down thoughts and inspirations&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO write down my thoughts and inspirations...the problem is, there are too many notebooks! Bits of 'ideas' can be found EVERYWHERE! My purse, my bible, my desk....Must refer to #19, QUICKLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Every day, find time to be alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is SO vital! You can recoup and regroup your thoughts. Spend time 'taking inventory' without the noise of life coming through. These times are great to be ALONE, but not ALONE. Just you and God. He is the best. Always there... when you want to talk and when you just want to be silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Having problems?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to God on the spot. Try to nip small problems in the bud. Don't wait until it's time to go to bed to try and pray. By then, it's usually sleepy time before you even get part way down your 'list'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Make friends with Godly people. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot even describe how important this is....making friends with Godly people. Hanging out with those who will encourage, strengthen and CHALLENGE you! I want to be better every day. I cannot do that with negativity and ungodliness surrounding me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Keep a folder of favorite scriptures on hand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my "favorites" and try to add more...need to make that a daily requirement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Remember that the shortest bridge between despair and hope is&lt;br /&gt;often a good 'Thank you Jesus.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfulness is the key to happiness. Found this to be true in every aspect of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Laugh some more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Take your work seriously, but not yourself at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must realize that we are important, but not the MOST IMPORTANT. Keep it all in perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Develop a forgiving attitude (most people are doing the best&lt;br /&gt;they can). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest lessons I have learned in my own life is: Allow people to "BE" who they are... accept the love they give and DO NOT be mad at them for not being who you think you 'want/need' them to be. They are what they are/You are what you are....Acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Be kind to unkind people (they probably&lt;br /&gt;need it the most).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The same can be said of love...Jesus told us to love the unlovable...herein is the love of Christ shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Sit on your ego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double WOW! Is my ego so big sometimes that I cannot even sit on it? Thought provoking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33 Talk less; listen more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I need to work on. I love to listen, but sometimes like to "share" so much that I am talking more than I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Slow down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to do when your "plate is too full". Quiet times, slower times are so enjoyable. Must put them on my schedule more often...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Remind yourself that you are not the general manager of the universe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't? Well, that was a new revelation! Don't we all think that the world revolves around US! Reality check... lots more going on out there than just my little circle...LOTS MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36 Every night before bed, think of one thing you're grateful for that you've never been grateful for before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this. Always looking for ways to be thankful and things to be thankful for. Counting your blessings is a must...daily! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the song that THE ISAACS sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for the things that I've never thanked you for&lt;br /&gt;You've given everything I need, still I ask for more&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm ungrateful, I'm just forgetful Lord&lt;br /&gt;So, I thank you for the things that I've never thanked you for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a list. If I could just read this every day and find new ways to apply the points, I would be a better person all around. I better get started RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Is there goals in your life that help you on a daily basis? Share, PLEASE. I love to hear from YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing to you to accomplish all the good things you have desired to accomplish today! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-6527385223616546806?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6527385223616546806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/off-page-into-our-hearts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6527385223616546806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6527385223616546806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/off-page-into-our-hearts.html' title='Off the page, into our hearts'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkOuV1rHF3I/AAAAAAAAATw/Rw6X7gSSSxY/s72-c/words+off+of+page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-736299311254883397</id><published>2009-06-25T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:06:23.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Written in the sky...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkN03jj5cbI/AAAAAAAAATo/Eq5K7Tor5e0/s1600-h/JesusSky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkN03jj5cbI/AAAAAAAAATo/Eq5K7Tor5e0/s400/JesusSky.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351249280033714610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know yesterday I talked about "The Visitation".  Well, my mind is still in this 'vein'.  I am trying HARD to not dwell on earthly matters 24/7.  Heaven needs to be in my thoughts, in my view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep someone on your mind, you need to remember everything you can about them.  For God, we have to read about him and believe that HE is.  We must love those around us, for his instruction was:  How can you love me who you have not seen if you cannot love those who you have seen?  Simple question....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the encouragement HE gives me in his TRUE, INFALLIBLE Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Isa 26:3 You will keep him in perfect peace, Whose mind is stayed on You, Because he trusts in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Phil 2:5 Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Rom 12:2 And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2 Tim 1:7 For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1 Pet 1:13 Therefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and rest your hope fully upon the grace that is to be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Phil 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Acts 26:2 I think myself happy. (love this phrase!) In other words, "Don't Worry, Be Happy!" Think God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE.  PEACE.  JOY.   I'll take these....more later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-736299311254883397?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/736299311254883397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/written-in-sky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/736299311254883397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/736299311254883397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/written-in-sky.html' title='Written in the sky...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkN03jj5cbI/AAAAAAAAATo/Eq5K7Tor5e0/s72-c/JesusSky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2431268801306241687</id><published>2009-06-24T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T04:24:48.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Visitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkIMq8-PqGI/AAAAAAAAATg/bZFOQHsf67c/s1600-h/220_heart_three%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkIMq8-PqGI/AAAAAAAAATg/bZFOQHsf67c/s400/220_heart_three%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350853239330809954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love company.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY love to get visitors when I have had time to prepare.  That is a lot more fun.  I can have the house 'just right', prepare some yummy food, snacks, desserts and wait in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good waiter? I am not particularly.... patience is one of the 'harder' virtues for me!  I may even admit that it is my HARDEST! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been know to pace... back and forth... anxiously waiting for my company to arive.  During these "multiple" trips to look out the front door or window, I am reminded of the scripture....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch and Pray".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the same anticipaiton that I wait for my visitors/company here on earth, I should be 'watching' for the GRAND APPEARING OF MY SAVIOR!  My heart is condemned....because I realize that there are many times I have had my mind and heart so set on 'this life', that I have forgotten to dwell on the 'next life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I never forget that I am in a temporary place... in a world that is just a "preparation facility" for the real life... eternal life that is to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I live and 'occupy' til HE comes, may I keep looking... watching... praying... anticipating with JOY his grand appearing.  May I be happy to see him and have everything prepared for his visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2431268801306241687?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2431268801306241687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/visitation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2431268801306241687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2431268801306241687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/visitation.html' title='The Visitation'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SkIMq8-PqGI/AAAAAAAAATg/bZFOQHsf67c/s72-c/220_heart_three%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-4941422750232278184</id><published>2009-06-23T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:32:26.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Journal entry: June 23, 2009</title><content type='html'>Today is Tuesday, June 23, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have told my children that I have started this blog. I hope that something written here will encourage them in the years to come.  Why?  Because it is my "written journal" ONLINE!  When I am gone, they will no doubt find pieces of "thoughts" written down in many places.... my purse, my Bible, in my desk.  These thoughts will not command their attention like these completed articles.  When they are missing me or need answers, MAYBE I have written a blog that will direct them, give them hope, encourage them... even when I am not HERE for them any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I am going to "journalize" my day for posterity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke at 5:40 AM.  This is the usual waking time for me.  I did find it odd though that Jr (my name for my gorgeous hubby Glenville Paul McBride, Jr.) was not up yet!  He sets the clock for 5:00 AM every morning, gets up when it goes off and jumps in the shower.  It takes me a few minutes to awake and I usually arrise around 5:30.  Well, today it was ME who said, "Honey, time to get up."  This only happens when he is SUPER TIRED...this must be one of those mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will go about our morning routine, I will prepare his lunch bucket (fried egg sandwiches for his lunch), kiss him goodbye.  Jr does not have to be at work until 7:00 AM, but prides himself on getting there early.  Today he will not be the "earliest bird" there, but he is on his way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I have to "prioritize" my day in my "head".  What is the projects that have to be done TODAY?  These are brought to the fore-front.  They are stamped in big letters in the front of my brain so I will not miss completing them.  Not to say that there have been times that I have missed a deadline!  No, never fear, I am human...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I must complete my information packets for my agency's Board meeting this week.  We usually meet on the 4th Monday of each month, but this month is special.  Our meeting will be held on Thursday at the senior center of a neighboring county.  It is time for our Annual Board Training from our regional office, so we will meet in Ritchie County to combine our agencies for the training, making it easier for the regionall representative.... two counties/one meeting.  My idea, I like making things easier for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look ahead to the week, I know that it is pretty full.  Lots of work today, clean house tonight, youngest daughter and grand-baby visiting tomorrow, church tomorrow night, work Thursday with Board meeting afterwards, Friday work then the fun begins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest daughter, Shelly, her husband, Chris, and my grand-baby, Aliyah, are moving to Indianapolis.  They will be out there with my oldest daughter, Danielle, and her husband, Jeff.  I am so happy for them all!  Will I miss Shelly being 6 hours away now instead of 2?  Why yes!  It has been so nice to have her at least this close.  BUT, we feel so good about this move/change.  We know that it is good to have family around, and Shelly and Nellie (my short names for the girls!) will now have each other....they have lived apart since Nellie left for Bible College 7 years ago!  WOW!  Where did all the time go?  I'm so glad that they will be able to be together again.  It will just give me more reasons to take that Interstate 70 West that goes right to my girls!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this means that Jr and I will finish up work on Friday, head down to Proctorville, OH (where Shelly currently resides), help them pack up the U-haul, get a few hours sleep, get up at the "crack of dawn" on Saturday and begin our CONVOY.  I call it that since we will have three vehicles (U-Haul, my car and Shelly's) rolling down the high-way.  Aliyah "Sissy" will hopefully sleep most of the way, since we are hoping to get on the road early.  It should take us between 5-6 hours to get there.  Nellie and Jeff are excited and anxious to have the company for a while.  We are so thankful for their love and hospitality extended to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted all this so that in the future, you may read my words, remember what happened, reminice about his move.  You will know what I was thinkging, how I was feeling and be encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing my thoughts, I was reminded of the Word of God.  How he allowed his feelings to be written so we can read his "heart" today. HE gave us such instruction and precious promises....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ In my father's house are many mansions, if it were not true, I would have told you!  I go to prepare a place for you... that where I am, ye may be also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What precious promises!  He wants me with him.... he is coming for me.  I can read his "journal" and find out exactly how he feels.  May my friends and family read mine and know how much they are loved, supported and cared for ....by me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-4941422750232278184?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4941422750232278184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/journal-entry-june-23-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4941422750232278184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/4941422750232278184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/journal-entry-june-23-2009.html' title='Journal entry: June 23, 2009'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5722862958529622111</id><published>2009-06-22T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:21:57.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sj9ov-D57vI/AAAAAAAAATY/fak56HZfHf4/s1600-h/notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sj9ov-D57vI/AAAAAAAAATY/fak56HZfHf4/s400/notes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350110055661956850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I awoke this morning. What a nice thing to be able to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A myriad of thoughts and emotions grabbed me.... sending me reeling... with the first "firing" of my brain waves. WOW! What a machine my body is!! ~ full of production and feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past few weeks, I have not been able to write on my daily blog. When I started the blog, I WANTED to write daily, but I have let my emotions stall me for a while... my creative juices kept rolling (I think I have 20 ideas for blogs in my "DRAFT" box), but I have been unable to COMPLETE THE TASK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I sit back and really ANALYSE this... why would I get a project all the way to the final task and not complete it? As I try my best to find out WHY I have let this happen, I realize it is not the first time in my life that I have been "afraid" to make a "last and final step".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To admit this is HUGE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I want to admit that I have fears? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have to say that I am afraid of what MAY happen in life if I continue or "step forward" in some regards? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To confess that I am terrified at times to let my mind roll into some areas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I not take a FINAL step ~ all the while "knowing" that I have all the equipment, needs and supplies to make the trip successful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS HOLDING ME BACK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind and heart first start giving excuses.... Oh, you are still grieving. That was one excuse that I really held onto... Yes, I have not been "totally" myself since the passing of my father. The "missing link" in my life from his absence has been so strong at times, that it OVERPOWERS my emotions. I can be discussing ANYTHING with my boss, co-workers, family, friends and the hurt will come up within me and try to choke my mind with thoughts like... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can you go on with life like nothing has happened? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not rolled into a ball somewhere and allowing your heart to wallow in self-pity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to "shut yourself" down and concentrate on how much you are hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does all this stuff you are discussing matter? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHAKE MYSELF. My mind, body and spirit knows better than to listen to this type of instruction. WHY? HOW do I know "better" than to allow myself to escape into "self-pity"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I KNOW HIM. HIM. THE ONE TRUE LIVING GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many mock spiritual revelations and guidance. Many say "you are weak to allow a spirit to guide you"... "You and only You can control your life/destiny". Well, I beg to differ and am glad to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IS NOT MY OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a stranger (to me) came and bought this totally abandoned, no account, struggling little lost soul and offered me restoration. Without HIM I would have traveled the "fear" road forever and indefinitely... without HOPE of ever getting off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me "options" like ~ "Trust in me with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding, acknowledge me, and I'll direct your paths".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I can KNOW, UNDERSTAND and BELIEVE but still need to IMPLEMENT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implementation is where I sometimes "shut down". I get the "knowing, understanding and believing" parts accomplished.... but the step of faith that will prove that I have all the 'goods'... in this regard I falter... I pause... I 'freeze'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In looking back in retrospect... I do recognize many times that this "pause" has come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked around in a haze of hurt and confusion when my parents split up. I was 13 years old. This was the when the "freezing" times started... when I was totally "knocked down" by the realization that life can throw some really BAD stuff at you sometimes! Prior to this time, I think I lived in an almost "fairy tale mentality". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought everything would always be WONDERFUL ~ life would always be FAIR ~ and nothing could hurt me as long as we (my family) stood together and "fought the good fight of faith". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this 'bubble burst', then my real "fears" began. I realized that I could be a target! That the winds of change and life could be cruel... cutting you with fierce, tornado - like winds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that time of "awakening", I have endured and suffered many disappointments in life just like everyone... just like you. You name the darkest problem you have faced and I or a close friend or family member have been there... experienced it first-hand. As I talk to people more and more, I realize that no one is IMMUNE. We have ALL been attacked by some of life's most horrific abuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's be HONEST! We are daily struggling with SOMETHING! Yes, I can smile, find joy in my salvation and smile most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, underneath, I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily I need to seek and ask for the "guidance, instruction and protection" from above. Sometimes it is protection from myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Prayer) I admit that I am weak. And that is OK. For in your WORD, you say that in my "weakness, YOU are strong". I like that I can depend on YOUR strength. Remind me, help me remember that... that I NEED YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I am breaking my "ice" AGAIN! I get online and I "make myself" face life... step into the unknown... share some of myself again. WHY? Maybe it's because you are at the "implementation stage" too! And you need that extra, "JUST DO IT" word...well, here it is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take hold of God's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will never harm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can trust him explicitly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're at the peak, you need to take the next step... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and move forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it was not so bad. Nothing to be so afraid of. Just another dimension or path to start following that may be a little different... but BETTER if the Master is leading the way. And believe me... YOU ARE NOT ALONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5722862958529622111?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5722862958529622111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-to-self.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5722862958529622111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5722862958529622111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sj9ov-D57vI/AAAAAAAAATY/fak56HZfHf4/s72-c/notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5136842377384780377</id><published>2009-06-17T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:46:49.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjkBdA3SflI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kC0PopIzDlM/s1600-h/clay+ball.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjkBdA3SflI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kC0PopIzDlM/s400/clay+ball.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348307630438907474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My oldest brother shared this story with me....now I want to "pass it on".  May we never forget where true love and worth lie....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay Balls        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was exploring caves by the Seashore.  In one of the caves he found a canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls.  It was like someone had rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake.   They didn't look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took the bag out of the cave with him.  As he strolled along the beach, he would throw the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls and it cracked open on a rock.  Inside was a beautiful, precious stone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited, the man started breaking open the remaining clay balls.  Each contained a similar treasure.  He found thousands of dollars worth of jewels in the 20 or so clay balls he had left.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it struck him.  He had been on the beach a long time. He had thrown maybe 50 or 60 of the clay balls with their hidden treasure into the ocean waves.  Instead of thousands of dollars in treasure, he could have taken home tens of thousands, but he had just thrown it away!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like that with people.  We look at someone, maybe even ourselves, and we see the external clay vessel.  It doesn't look like much from the outside.  It isn't always beautiful or sparkling, so we discount it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We see that person as less important than someone more beautiful or stylish or well known or wealthy.  But we have not taken the time to find the treasure hidden inside that person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a treasure in each and every one of us.  If we take the time to get to know that person, and if we ask God to show us that person the way He sees them, then the clay begins to peel away and the brilliant gem begins to shine forth. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;May we not come to the end of our lives and find out that we have thrown away a fortune in friendships because the gems were hidden in bits of clay. May we see the people in our world as God sees them?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story also reminds me of the many times we take true love for granite.  Many have thrown the true love of God, friends and family away.... wanting something the was more appealing, more beautiful....only to realize that what they had originally was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow yourself to accept love.  It doesn't always come in the "brightest, most sparkly" form, but it is real, everlasting and life changing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5136842377384780377?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5136842377384780377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/inside-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5136842377384780377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5136842377384780377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/inside-out.html' title='Inside out'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjkBdA3SflI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kC0PopIzDlM/s72-c/clay+ball.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-6577371856363193648</id><published>2009-06-15T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:09:03.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Keeping up on my end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjZB9VP844I/AAAAAAAAATI/vVEK1rQitS4/s1600-h/seesaw-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjZB9VP844I/AAAAAAAAATI/vVEK1rQitS4/s400/seesaw-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347534129480917890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have purposed to get a lot of things accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "want to" list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Go to the tanning bed at least 3 days a week until August to prepare myself for the summer sun in Texas....going to visit my brother and don't want to be suffering like a lobster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Get back on the diet that I have let slide for the last 2 months....haven't gained any weight back, but need to "persevere" to keep on my track to loose at least 40 more pounds (160 sticks of butter!).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Making time for "visits"....get to meet up with two dear friends (one from Bible School that now lives in Florida, one childhood friend who lives in Ohio) while I make my rounds visiting Mother, Brother and Step-Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Planning the youngest daughter's "MOVE" to her older sister's in Indianapolis.  We are all excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  I am going to be able to plan my July 4th vacation (Friday/Saturday/Sunday) and focus on my GARAGE CLEANING!  Hope to get it totally clean and prepared for major renovations!  Need that extra family room NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Take time to read some of the books (I bought three so far!) that I purchased for summer reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, getting "beautified", visiting, cleaning and relaxing (reading, etc...) is part of my plan to keep my life busy, active and balanced....add "walking in the spirit", meditating on HIM and listening for heavenly commands, and that about "sums up" my plan.  What's yours?  Keep up your end.... stay busy and productive.... physically and spiritually.  You will not only be helping yourself, but everyone around you.  Like it is said, "If you want something done, find a busy person".  I think that is so true.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-6577371856363193648?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6577371856363193648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/keeping-up-on-my-end.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6577371856363193648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/6577371856363193648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/keeping-up-on-my-end.html' title='Keeping up on my end...'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjZB9VP844I/AAAAAAAAATI/vVEK1rQitS4/s72-c/seesaw-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-1433108162792232601</id><published>2009-06-14T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:07:25.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Warriors, we are</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjTkAJ9ZXgI/AAAAAAAAATA/iLqYxA4k_R8/s1600-h/silhouette-of-woman-praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjTkAJ9ZXgI/AAAAAAAAATA/iLqYxA4k_R8/s400/silhouette-of-woman-praying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347149348920188418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may see her face, even know her as an "aquaintance", but do we recognize her as a spiritual warrior....someone who reaches heaven with her prayers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite songs of all time....remember getting the tape (yes, cassette!) when it was first released in 1988 (Compilation project featuring Sheri, Candy Hemphill Christmas, and Tonya Goodman Sykes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It moved me then, and continues to move me now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAYER WARRIOR (T.Goodman Sykes/M. Sykes/ C. Cloninger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may see her in the grocery with her children&lt;br /&gt;Or in the city nine to five each working day&lt;br /&gt;She's a mother or a teacher or a woman all alone&lt;br /&gt;But she's someone else entirely when she prays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a prayer warrior down on her knees&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling with power and principalities&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the gap for others&lt;br /&gt;For her sisters and her brothers&lt;br /&gt;Reaching heaven with her heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't see her lonely nights of intercession&lt;br /&gt;Or that tear she shed with every whispered name&lt;br /&gt;We may not see the simple things hidden in her heart&lt;br /&gt;But the eyes of God are watching her with care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never wholly know the debt we owe her&lt;br /&gt;For we'll never know the evil we've been spared&lt;br /&gt;Many nights she's crushed through Satan’s strongholds&lt;br /&gt;Reaching heaven with her prayers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the original track, but YouTube had a ladies group singing it...here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xg-1NhMCqw8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you today.  May you be blessed and given much joy and answers because of a "Prayer Warrior" in your life....somewhere....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-1433108162792232601?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1433108162792232601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/warriors-we-are.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1433108162792232601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1433108162792232601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/warriors-we-are.html' title='Warriors, we are'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjTkAJ9ZXgI/AAAAAAAAATA/iLqYxA4k_R8/s72-c/silhouette-of-woman-praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-2128389372300863559</id><published>2009-06-12T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:36:29.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Our duty, our right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEQazoYAMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/52dKwIuFjIY/s1600-h/responsibility+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEQazoYAMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/52dKwIuFjIY/s400/responsibility+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346072285387686082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to read motivational quotes, readings and thoughts.  A few years ago (2006 to be exact), Mark Condon wrote a Plan for Success for the year.  He included the following point.  (I will share more points later, I have kept this list hung in my office for four years now, inspirational!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAKE PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must stop blaming everything and everyone for why you are where you are and why your ministry or your department is where it is today because of something or someone.  You are where you are today because of your thinking, preparation, and action of your yesterdays.  You will be tomorrow for the thinking, preparation and action that you take today.  Stop complaining that take responsibility for where you are." (Mark Condon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other "responsibility" quotes include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;"I must do something" always solves more problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;s than "Something must be done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;If you mess up, 'fess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;The willingness to accept responsibility for one's own life is the source from which self-respect springs.  ~Joan Didion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEP1dtMVWI/AAAAAAAAASo/MRWQ5y2NO1M/s1600-h/responsibility.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEP1dtMVWI/AAAAAAAAASo/MRWQ5y2NO1M/s400/responsibility.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346071643847152994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it's addressed to someone else.  ~Ivern Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;We need to restore the full meaning of that old word, duty.  It is the other side of rights.  ~Pearl Buck&lt;!--CUL--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity, an obligation; every possession, a duty.  ~John D. Rockefeller, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the Bill of Rights.  What we need is a Bill of Responsibilities.  ~Bill Maher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;When you blame others, you give up your power to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;Even when we know what is right, too often we fail to act.  More often we grab greedily for the day, letting tomorrow bring what it will, putting off the unpleasant and unpopular.  ~Bernard M. Baruch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--CUL--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEQFj0FN5I/AAAAAAAAASw/xEqm1YVoH20/s1600-h/wheel_responsibility.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEQFj0FN5I/AAAAAAAAASw/xEqm1YVoH20/s400/wheel_responsibility.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346071920364566418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;I don't see the point of being a human being if you're not going to be responsible to your fellow human beings.  Selfishness thefts away the human and reduces you to just a being.  ~Candea Core-Starke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own.  You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president.  You realize that you control your own destiny.  ~Albert Ellis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duty is what one expects from others.  ~Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;!--CUL--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;You are not responsible for the programming you picked up in childhood.  However, as an adult, you are one hundred percent responsible for fixing it.  ~Ken Keyes, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things help an individual more than to place responsibility upon him, and to let him know that you trust him.  ~Booker T. Washington&lt;!--CUL--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has entrusted me with myself.  ~Epictetus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;We have not passed that subtle line between childhood and adulthood until... we have stopped saying "It got lost," and say "I lost it."  ~Sidney J. Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pondered the above thoughts, knowing that the hardest part of wanting to "grow up" is the rush of responsibility that accompanies this desire.  Maturity means I have taken on the "right to be a grownup" and take care of my duties....to my God, my family and my country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEPqdVLwDI/AAAAAAAAASg/Qu4wGiGDoEo/s1600-h/responsibility+3.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEPqdVLwDI/AAAAAAAAASg/Qu4wGiGDoEo/s400/responsibility+3.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346071454767890482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest way to feel good about yourself is to take responsibility for your actions...good or bad...own up to them. You will come out a stronger, bigger person...someone you won't be afraid to see in the mirror.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-2128389372300863559?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2128389372300863559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-duty-our-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2128389372300863559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/2128389372300863559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-duty-our-right.html' title='Our duty, our right'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjEQazoYAMI/AAAAAAAAAS4/52dKwIuFjIY/s72-c/responsibility+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7946524776092830525</id><published>2009-06-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T04:46:09.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjDsaNA48SI/AAAAAAAAASY/W_ul7MNIuDE/s1600-h/burger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjDsaNA48SI/AAAAAAAAASY/W_ul7MNIuDE/s400/burger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346032692602925346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a memory of a well-learned lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was of a time before McDonald's in our area.  Mom wound take us every Saturday to go grocery shopping for the week.  We would not shop in our little city, but go about 15 miles up the road, across the bridge from WV into Steubenville, OH, where there was no "food tax".  She felt she was getting "more for her money, more BANG for her buck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Saturday also held another fun event... we would eat lunch at a local "fast food restaurant".  Ever heard of Border Burger?  It was BEFORE Burger King.  Well, Steubenville had a Border Burger and that is where we would grab a sandwich before heading back over the bridge towards home.  Fun time... as a child, it's the little things that felt so HUGE and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one day I remember clearly.  Mom ordered me and my brothers a sandwich.  The boys were older than me and growing quickly.  They could eat quite a bit and then be hungry again a short while later... just normal routine for "growing boys".  Mom had gotten the boys a "Big Burger" and me a Cheeseburger.  I remember opening my sandwich... realizing that the boys had gotten bigger sandwiches than me and throwing a fit!  Now, I was not a "fit-thrower" and don't remember doing so very often during my formative years, but I remember this one.  I threw my sandwich down and said, "That's not fair".... and proceeded to "unsuccessfully" tell my Mom that I should have gotten a big sandwich, "Just like the boys".  She explained that I was too little to handle a big sandwich (I "think" I was about 6 at the time!) and that I would either pick up the sandwich and eat or do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wondered through the years why I remembered that episode so clearly.  I know that I was mad for a while, and even remember the hurt I felt while crying.  I think it was the first time in my life that I realized that "life would not always be fair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I look back and share such an action?  I think because many individuals are still throwing fits.  I see it on a daily basis.  Work related-issues that keep tempers heated, siblings who feel they are not treated evenly, a wife who thinks her husband gets to all the fun things.... and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACCEPTANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not mean that you are suppose to "resign" yourself to life.  I have seen the defeated emotions in many and do not think that God is pleased if we loose the "spark, joy" out of our being!  No!! But I do mean that the things that are true, just and absolute should be accepted.  We shouldn't allow our "selfishness" and "wanting my own way" to interrupt our lives on a daily basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, there are times our human nature would "think" that we want things differently.  Stop and look.... count your blessings... take inventory.  Categorize the good things and hold on to them tight.  God, family, friends, health.... don't throw them away on a "whim" or "want".  These are NEEDS and we need to protect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get upset again of feel that I have been treated "Unfairly"?  Yes, I am human.  Will I let the anger of the unfairness turn to bitterness or total emotional upset?  No.  I learned a lesson that day and it has stuck.....lesson well learned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7946524776092830525?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7946524776092830525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/lessons-learned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7946524776092830525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7946524776092830525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SjDsaNA48SI/AAAAAAAAASY/W_ul7MNIuDE/s72-c/burger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-7656113002778345645</id><published>2009-06-08T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:29:23.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>It hasn't been easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Si4ykrvCWrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cEQNWqz__oQ/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Si4ykrvCWrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cEQNWqz__oQ/s400/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345265413532048050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge a book by it's cover...Don't let the outside fool you. The inside of a person holds many insights, truths and experiences...and they are not all pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a trip with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at a lady, she is in her seventies now.  She is still "a babe" (like my dear bro would say).  Her family surrounds her with love and admiration.  I have seen her give of her whole substance... she always has an eye/ear out for a need.  Whether it means baking cookies/fudge (with a little help!) and taking them to her best friend who is grieving or watching her grandchildren with love. You will never find a better caregiver.... a loving hand to her aging mother and sick husband.  As I watch her, all I see is her love extended ~ her quick smile ~ her sincere hospitality ~ giving her last dime, and wishing she had more to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you do not see is the hurt, the abuse that she has endured.  Raised six children, showed them abounding love in situations that would have knocked us off our foundation, for sure. I won't tell the details, you could only begin to imagine the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone ever thinks they have a reason for bitterness, hatred, murderous thoughts... it is this lady.  But I have never seen these traits in her that others cling to so readily.  If you sit down and talk about life with her (which is so great to do, she is amazing.... she will not judge you... there is nothing she has not experienced first hand!), she will listen, advise and then say some of the most profound words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk it out, Leave it behind, Get over it, Move Forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think this is hard, calloused and unfeeling.  I call it "Tough Love" in it's truest form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched her set the rules in her household trying to help an alcoholic/drug addicted son.  When he broke the rules, I was there one night when his buddy tried to bring him home drunk.  She told him no, set his clothes on the porch and told him to come back when he decided to do the right thing... she would be waiting.  WOW!  I was so inspired... this is what true love looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that will BE THERE, waiting.  Never changing, just "IS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my whole reason for telling about this amazing woman is this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that just because she enjoys life, that it has been easy. Don't judge her life by the outward appearance of her sunny nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I had someone make some statements that reminded me of some fundamental parts of "really living".  They started to tell of their hurts and tried to say I was "fake" in my quest to love them... they felt I didn't understand their relationships and needs.  Like I had not experienced those things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so.  I will not go into detail of my darkest moments and life-long experiences. I will not fill you in on all the hurt, broken promises, sinking, plunging, spiteful acts that were thrown at me.  We all have our "baggage".  Sorry to say, but some worse than others....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did they get that idea?  That I could not possibly understand?  Just because I choose to smile?  Just because I can be happy?  If they only knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I share some of my "journey", but sometimes when I know it will do no good, I just have to stand strong and try not to defend myself too harshly.  Yes, I have suffered, buy joy has come to me!  Just like I hope it comes to them.  I have always given total thanks for the Lord above for his presence in my life.  My smiles and happiness come from him alone.  My testimony is always this, "Yes, I needed God for my salvation and I thank him for that!  But, my greatest need was for peace of mind and heart.  He gave me that freely... and for that I am forever grateful!".  That is my sincere, true testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I too can find many reasons (if I so desire) to be depressed, beaten down, discouraged, enraged, doubtful, suspicious, and unhappy.  I can pick up those emotions any time I want to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T WANT TO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I truly am sad for those who do.  Be very careful... if you are continually accusing others of not "fulfilling" your need for love, you need to look in the mirror.  Yes, love can be given to you.... right before your eyes... true and raw... in it's most perfect form... and you can miss it.  Love has rules, you must obey and abide in HIM to get them.  Remember, God is love, can't have real love without HIM.  Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you think I just "don't get it" because I do not get all hung up on emotional baggage...that somehow I am not feeling your pain because I will not live in past failures/insecurities, think again.  I am where I am because I have let God and life teach me a few things, and then have chosen the high road.  My only prayer and hope is that you will choose this path too.  It's the only road with benefits.... the other will kill, steal and destroy all the goodness in you.  That I could not bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a passage that Paul wrote that has always "haunted' me... spoke to my spirit. May I love others enough to feel like he did... to pray this prayer for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ephesians 3:14-19 (King James Version)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29266" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29267" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29268" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29269" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29270" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-29271" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I admit it....life here can be cruel and unpleasant at times.  But God gave us the ability and inner strength to conquer these things....they cannot move us, unless we allow them to.  Big Mountain, Bigger God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, when you see my happiness and joy, don't think that I have not suffered..... I smile bigger because I have and now know the secret..... I am not bound by fear.... I am free to live victorious through Jesus Christ. He that the son has set free is free INDEED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAT is my testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-7656113002778345645?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7656113002778345645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-hasnt-been-easy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7656113002778345645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/7656113002778345645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-hasnt-been-easy.html' title='It hasn&apos;t been easy'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Si4ykrvCWrI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cEQNWqz__oQ/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-8688875480853074111</id><published>2009-06-08T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:21:41.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>What's in your sack?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Siz0CSEjjcI/AAAAAAAAASI/MxZcX1ofx6o/s1600-h/gardening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Siz0CSEjjcI/AAAAAAAAASI/MxZcX1ofx6o/s400/gardening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344915177829797314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always intrigued by the stories in the Bible about the "sower".  With all the new machinery today, the image of a farmer planting seed is not common... well, maybe not for you, but it is in my part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one reason I love the "country", the "rural WV".   Yes, we have our big cities (OK, not "BIG" to some points of view!) but with our beautiful scenic landscape, most residents of WV live in a "down-home, country" sort of way!  A little bit of "take life easy" and "stop by and chat a while" mentality is still here and strong.  I like that... always was a talker and it's always nice to have someone to talk to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell when Spring is on the way because the tractors come out in full force.  You may get behind one on any stretch of road.  Exasperating and hopeful at the same time....it means, "It's gardening time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The percentage of residents in my county have gardens.  My, even some of them grow "organically correct" foods and offer them at "markets" (YUMMY!).  I still do not believe there is anything better than fresh garden produce.... green onions, cabbage, leafy lettuce, ripe tomatoes, crispy cucumbers, new potatoes and my favorite, sweet corn on the cob!  You can add a lot of your favorites to that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see the options for planting and growing, I also reflect on the spiritual options in my "spiritual" garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day is a fresh garden, with 'newly plowed' fields.  Will I ruin it with bitterness, hatred, spiteful words, unfriendly acts?  Or will I embrace it, marvel at it's wonder and allow the 'sweet' produce to take root and grow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random acts of kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness by the bushels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy that spilleth over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace that confounds the wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle touches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Faith that grows without boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I examine my limitless supply, I ask you.... what is in your "planting" sack of seeds today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-8688875480853074111?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8688875480853074111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-in-your-sack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8688875480853074111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/8688875480853074111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-in-your-sack.html' title='What&apos;s in your sack?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Siz0CSEjjcI/AAAAAAAAASI/MxZcX1ofx6o/s72-c/gardening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-1943066052468291054</id><published>2009-06-03T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:01:01.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing'/><title type='text'>Before Rachael Ray...I AM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiXPJLPaVKI/AAAAAAAAASA/wMbwCRda1Yk/s1600-h/Ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiXPJLPaVKI/AAAAAAAAASA/wMbwCRda1Yk/s400/Ray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342904289488164002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who entitled Mrs. Rachael Ray with the "30 Minute Meal Queen" crown?   What's that all about?  Thirty minute meals have been around since....well, since housewives have been cooking, which has been like... forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that kitchens  (and cooks) have come a long way ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The HOT kitchens ~ the huge stoves that had beans cooking on them all day long ~ the smell of hot rolls rising from the oven ~   homemade assortment of jellies in the pantry ~ cookies, fudge, cakes and pies....all with great ingredients (no box mixes here!) ~ sun tea on the porch ~ dinner meats and casseroles seasoned to perfection ~  recipe boxes full of scrumptious meals just waiting to be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, those were the days!  It would be nice to be able to keep up with all that "homemade goodness' in our homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With life going by so fast, a quick meal is a "must" most of the time....we have places to go!  Always must be somewhere, QUICK! Hence the need for a "quick meal".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby is always amazed when I pull out a balanced meal.  He can look in the fridge and cupboards and think "there is nothing to eat"!  Half hour later I can have a meat, potato, vegetable and fruit sitting on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes a little planning ahead and a little "ingenuity" (I like that word!  It means cleverness, skill, resourcefulness, originality and creativity....WOW!  I like all of them there words! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a few of the following staples in "stock" and will share a few quick tips with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS keep these items on hand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Velveeta Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velveeta has saved me at events more than once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have enjoyed cheese dip at our house (1/2 Big Box of Velveeta and one can of Rotel Tomatoes (w/chives)) for a LONG time (served with ANY type of tortilla chip).  Way back when I attended Jackson College of Ministries (JCM- Yep, a few years ago:)), a dorm/house mother made this dip for us.  I have used it ever since....before the recipe was on the cheese box!  WAY before...OK, you get how long I have done this....a lot longer than Rachael Ray ever thought it up!  :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velveeta also offers the BEST grilled cheese sandwiches, the best topping on vegetables ( I ALWAYS put cheese on my broccoli!) and even in my scrambled eggs and hashbrowns.  Cheese is the best..... a gift from the gods for a cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Marshmallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick up the cheap marshmallow cups at the Dollar Store around the holidays.  They are inexpensive and so usable.  Fudge and Hot Chocolate are not complete without these items.  I make a pretty mean fudge and I ALWAYS use the Fantasy Fudge recipe off of the original Marshmallow Cream Jar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that ANY FLAVOR of chips can make outstanding fudge?  This last holiday season I experimented.....what fun!  I made all kinds of fudge, like:  Milk Chocolate, White Chocolate, Reese Cup, Peppermint Patty and Peanut Butter.  You can add walnuts to any of the above, my favorite is black walnuts in the White Chocolate and regular walnuts in the Milk Chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chocolate is just not complete without a scoop of marshmallow on top!  Yummy surprise! Pour in a few squirts of coffee and sprinkle with cinnamon and they'll think they've been to Starbucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Celery or Mushroom Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who do not like mushroom soup, celery soup will substitue just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer celery soup in my potato soup recipe and I use mushroom soup in multiple fashions.  Example:  After you brown your cube steaks (frying them in a skillet after rolling them in flour and seasonings) with onions, green peppers and mushrooms, you put your steaks in a slow pot with mushroom soup.  Oh my, this is favorite way to make a "fall-apart, great tasting" cube steak.  Gravy already made with the broth, just serve with Mashed Potatoes and a vegetable.  Whalla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom soup is also great in Green Bean Casserole and ~ believe it or not!  Sausage Gravy.  Another country cook I know shared this tip with me.... it so works!  Will "thicken" just about anything in a pleasing manner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~   Butter Flavored Crisco (BFC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFC is the best! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law has perfected the deer steak recipe.  She takes the choice deer cuts, pounds them thin!  (I mean, you can see through the meat!) and browns them in the BFC.  Of course she rolls them in flour and seasonings like I do my cube steak.  She then COVERS them in onions in her slow pot.  She puts VERY LITTLE water.  Just enough to moisten.  The steaks have the BEST taste and fall apart......Perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Cans of LIGHT Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to some of my family having Diabetes, I try to get the canned fruit that is in LIGHT syrup.  This lower sugar content is better for EVERYONE!    I try to always have two or three seasonal fresh fruits in the house to snack on.  Well, when you have company (sometimes you were NOT expecting!), you can open some fruit and cut up your fresh fruit....instant dessert!  If you are lucky enough to have an angel food cake, sponge cake or Cool Whip, you can top this selection off with style!  Spread on some ice cream toppings (chocolate, strawberry, pineapple, nuts...) and you have a real "tropical" treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~  Cream Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family just cannot survive without our cream cheese. It can be purchased now in Light and Fat Free varieties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put cream cheese in our instant mashed potatoes over 25 years ago!  Now you can find recipes for its use everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to have dinners for the church and once I heard a lady say, "I come here for the homemade mashed potatoes, they are the best I have ever eaten!" while I was pouring in the instant potatoe flakes!  :)  We just boil the water, butter, canned milk (I'll get to that item next!) and cream cheese... add the flakes to your liking (consistency).  Salt/Pepper to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law (since I have learned so much from her, I'm sure you already know she is like the best country cook, EVER!) uses cream cheese in her shredded chicken recipe.  (Using chicken pieces, dressing, cream cheese, onions, cream of chicken soup/chicken gravy and baking to a golden perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream cheese makes the best cheese balls, dessert toppings and dip.  Multiple recipes can be found using this wonderful creation!  Nothing like mixing some cream cheese and cool whip for a wonderful fruit dip...for color/flavor, add some Kool-Aid packets. Sugar if you must...remember, Splenda is a GREAT sugar substitute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Canned Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I love to make the fudge, canned milk is a common staple in the cabinet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canned milk can also be used in/on: Gravy, Instant Mashed Potatoes and Hot Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go, I have to share a really quick, refreshing recipe, it's called Pineapple Surprise.  Take a can of clunked pineapples (the smaller the better), drain them, add them to a container of cottage cheese and instant vanilla pudding.  This is one of the most tasty, refreshing desserts out there....quick and easy too!  I have "modified" this recipe and used pistachio pudding for a very tasty option!  Use your imagination....the cottage cheese serves as a quick "pudding" option to add your flavorings to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few "quick" tips that I use.  Want to share some of your "quickes" with me?  Would love to hear from you....drop me a comment....everyone loves a new recipe/idea.  We do have to eat, right?  May as well spice it up right....:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-1943066052468291054?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1943066052468291054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/before-rachael-rayi-am.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1943066052468291054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/1943066052468291054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/before-rachael-rayi-am.html' title='Before Rachael Ray...I AM!'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiXPJLPaVKI/AAAAAAAAASA/wMbwCRda1Yk/s72-c/Ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5469661210675915835</id><published>2009-06-02T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:24:15.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiUD9mS4KFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P9e1O-YeRlg/s1600-h/whisper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiUD9mS4KFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P9e1O-YeRlg/s400/whisper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342680889731590226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we hear the words, "Guess What?...." we respond, "What?".  It is human nature.  We want to know what is going on everywhere to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that _______________?  Gossip... it can be deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is someone I know that thinks he has to tell me a (negative) statement about someone every time he sees me.  Each time I try to ignore the statement or say, "I just don't want to hear that right now, OK?"   Just because I am the preacher's wife, doesn't mean I need to know all the "dirt".  I would rather not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to think good of others.  A wise man once said, "You need to forgive.  You may see someone sin and go off "spreading the word" on the act.  That person may have felt convicted, went before God, repented and received forgiveness.  Meantime, you are off telling everyone of his horrible deeds.  Who is the sinner now?"  WISE WORDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also said, "Always forgive and keep the door open for a sinner, you never know when they will see the error of their ways and want to return home (back to the house of the Lord).  If you don't forgive and talk about them, they will not feel the need to return....such a loss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip destroys, lies are harsh and unrelenting.  Nothing hurts quite as bad as a mean, bold-faced lie.  God has a few things to say about feet that spread those type of actions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Proverbs 6:16-19 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16557" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;These six things doth the LORD hate: yea, seven are an abomination unto him: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16558" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;A proud look, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lying tongue&lt;/span&gt;, and hands that shed innocent blood, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16559" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-16560" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My GOODNESS!  In reading this, I realize that if someone has a gossiping nature, they can be guilty of FIVE (5) of the SEVEN (7) things that God HATES!  He doesn't just "not like"....HE HATES THESE THINGS....Why?  Because they DESTROY!   God likes to encourage, built up, multiply, inspire....not destroy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, a heart that lies, deviseth wicked thoughts, runs to tell about it, bears false witness and sows all that garbage to everyone he/she sees...... well, you ought to stay FAR away from such a person.  Bit-O-Wisdom...if they will talk about someone else in a untruthful manner, they will talk about you! Sweet and Sour water cannot come from the same spicket... a fountain cannot flow with clean and dirty water at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to keep my spiritual radar out.  Not to be quick to criticize, but to be able to "know good from evil".  I don't want to believe lies, think bad thoughts about someone or run and spread the "nasty news".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatsoever things are TRUE, honest, just, pure, holy, lovely and of a good report....I want to fill my mind with these things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I see others just wanting to know the BAD News ~  Did you hear who murdered who? ~  Did you know that so-and-so were in jail for such-and-such?  ~  Did you know who was in trouble this week...AGAIN?  Their mind is just full of "negative data".   No inspiration there...all "doom and gloom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Golden Rule in Biblical language:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=47&amp;amp;chapter=7&amp;amp;verse=12&amp;amp;version=9&amp;amp;context=verse"&gt;Matthew 7:12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore all &lt;b&gt;things&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;whatsoever&lt;/b&gt; ye would that men should do to you, do ye even so to them: for this is the law and the prophets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good things.....My Dad had a saying, "Think Good Thoughts!".  He used it often when I was growing up.  Whenever negative or harmful things were being spoken, he would use this phrase.  What true, profound instruction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, if I cannot say or think anything nice, I will aspire to say nothing at all.  May I guard my tongue AND my ears.  Lord, let me be careful to not only say anything evil against another, and not allow myself to listen or agree with anyone else who does the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AMEN.  Join me, hope you only have nice things to say....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5469661210675915835?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5469661210675915835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-what.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5469661210675915835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5469661210675915835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiUD9mS4KFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P9e1O-YeRlg/s72-c/whisper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-387988691612894941</id><published>2009-06-01T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:01:00.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Which way?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiM0nLb2bhI/AAAAAAAAARg/I6BGMkNaiRc/s1600-h/stop+sign.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiM0nLb2bhI/AAAAAAAAARg/I6BGMkNaiRc/s400/stop+sign.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342171430680686098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!  What would you do in this case?  Think the policeman would give you a citation if you did which one?  Both? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels a lot like life, right?  Should I, or shouldn't I?  Stay or Go?  Take it or Leave it?  Yell or Shut up?  Cry or Smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, love and loyalty makes you stay when sometimes the situation is never going to improve and you should leave.  Then SOMETIMES, the situation does turn around and things get better.  When you are a Christian, I believe you have great faith that God will change circumstances to your betterment.  Sometimes he does and says yes, and sometimes he says NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide to walk away from a very hurtful, abusive (physically, mentally, psychologically....) relationship, why do you blame yourself over the exit?  Like it was somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all your fault?  &lt;/span&gt;If you know you did all you could do to satisfy your mates' wants and desires, you have given all that is humanly possible to give. .. there is nothing else to give, not even your guilt.  To top it off, if someone is in a relationship to just RECEIVE, the union will never be solvent or longstanding.  Acceptance, Giving and Understanding are the keys that hold trusting, honest unions together, NOT Blame, Selfishness and Unthoughtful acts. I guess some people's definitions or love and commitment are different from mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing the rules....I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cannot abide&lt;/span&gt; someone who changes the rules... CONTINUALLY!  Like a parent who can never say they are proud of a child's accomplishments, they just point out the errors ~  Or a boss who is forever setting the standards higher so you cannot obtain a goal ~ Or a friend who is forever putting you down to make themselves look better.  Rule Changing breads discontent and bitterness.... nothing there that I want to plant in my life!  Oh my, I am on a "soap box".... better jump down for now....just REALLY get RILED when anyone THRIVES on making others belittled.   Surely not how my Jesus treats others or US! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when we are confused and don't know which way to go....what then?  We pray, seek spiritual guidance, listen for HIS answers (they come in MANY forms) and then we obey.  Whatever the answer is, we concede.  His ways are not like ours.  His thoughts are not like ours.  AND HE wants the very best for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking upon a couple of relationships today.  Both of these ladies had endured abusive relationships.  God had allowed them freedom from their past and such joy was now possible for them.  HE opened up a whole new, un-abusive world for them.  That is LOVE.  For someone, anyone, to say that it was not God's will for them to depart from these unions, I have to disagree.  HE knows what we can take and just as we fight to keep our children happy, safe and cared for, HE does the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice in his leading, his direction.  May I also rejoice when others are given direction and leading also.  We want to be heading in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right or Left?  Up or Down?  May I use every possible spiritual avenue given by God to make the decisions I need to make.  And may I be SO CAREFUL in the answers and counsel I give another.  They deserve heaven's best, just as well as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-387988691612894941?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/387988691612894941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/which-way.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/387988691612894941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/387988691612894941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/06/which-way.html' title='Which way?'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiM0nLb2bhI/AAAAAAAAARg/I6BGMkNaiRc/s72-c/stop+sign.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-5671114597544728450</id><published>2009-05-29T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:10:18.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Inspire'/><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiC3Dsz7bII/AAAAAAAAARQ/WatYhxz2kls/s1600-h/discovery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiC3Dsz7bII/AAAAAAAAARQ/WatYhxz2kls/s400/discovery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341470432257862786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you even found something worthwhile?  Where did you find it?  Was it located in an "easy, out-in-the-open" place?  Or, did you have to DIG FOR THE TREASURE?  Was it buried under piles of trash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus talked about the kingdom of heaven being like a treasure....&lt;h3&gt;Matthew 13:44-46 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23584" class="versenum" value="44"&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt;Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field; the which when a man hath found, he hideth, and for joy thereof goeth and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23585" class="versenum" value="45"&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt;Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly pearls: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23586" class="versenum" value="46"&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt;Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How much is the "treasure" of heaven worth to you?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Matthew 16:25-26 (King James Version)&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23698" class="versenum" value="25"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;sup id="en-KJV-23699" class="versenum" value="26"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Heaven's rules are different than our rules....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ You must Give to Receive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ You must Forgive to be Forgiven&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ You must Seek to Find&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ You must Knock for the door to open&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~  You must Ask and you shall Receive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ You must Humble yourself to be Exalted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Seeking, Discovering, Wanting... all important factors to keep "learning" while on life's journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/when_we_seek_to_discover_the_best_in_others-we/15191.html"&gt;When we seek to discover the best in others, we somehow bring out &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/when_we_seek_to_discover_the_best_in_others-we/15191.html"&gt;the best in ourselves.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as3.gif" title="Author Popularity 6/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/william_arthur_ward/"&gt;William Arthur Ward &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/learning_is_the_discovery_that_something_is/180259.html"&gt;Learning is the discovery that something is possible&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as4.gif" title="Author Popularity 7/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/fritz_perls/"&gt;Fritz Perls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/discovery_consists_in_seeing_what_everyone_else/10155.html"&gt;Discovery consists in seeing what everyone else has seen and thinking what no one else has thought.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as0.gif" title="Author Popularity 0/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/albert_szent-gyorgyi/"&gt;Albert Szent-Gyorgyi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/man_cannot_discover_new_oceans_unless_he_has_the/12700.html"&gt;Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as3.gif" title="Author Popularity 6/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/andre_gide/"&gt;Andre Gide quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/we_discover_in_others_what_others_hide_from_us/15096.html"&gt;We discover in others what others hide from us, and we recognize in others what we hide from ourselves.&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as0.gif" title="Author Popularity 0/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/vauvenargues,_marquis_de/"&gt;Vauvenargues, Marquis de &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/one_of_the_greatest_discoveries_a_man_makes-one/180602.html"&gt;One of the greatest discoveries a man makes, one of his greatest surprises, is to find he can do what he was afraid he couldn't&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://thinkexist.com/i/sq/as5.gif" title="Author Popularity 10/10" alt="" align="middle" height="9" width="11" /&gt; &lt;a class="sqa" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/henry_ford/"&gt;Henry Ford &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to "stretch my limits"... "outgrow" my normal requirements and try new things, believe new options.... discover that God is infinite, BIG and limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiC85L7C2fI/AAAAAAAAARY/Wwl7k1UT174/s1600-h/never+too+old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiC85L7C2fI/AAAAAAAAARY/Wwl7k1UT174/s400/never+too+old.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341476848700414450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I be like the lady in this picture....saw it and she really inspired me!  Be careful in life, don't hurt anyone, but take a few risks!  Jesus went into enemy territory to help many, may I do the same.... Maybe you'll see me driving by some day.... you can either join me or wave as I fly (drive) by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember it's never too late to discover... what you find will be up to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqb"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6091458183486346826-5671114597544728450?l=reflectivehearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5671114597544728450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/discovery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5671114597544728450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6091458183486346826/posts/default/5671114597544728450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reflectivehearts.blogspot.com/2009/05/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>BrenMc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01941956514633441422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SaNRSTU2keI/AAAAAAAAAAU/KtF2JLy8TEA/S220/Picture+7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/SiC3Dsz7bII/AAAAAAAAARQ/WatYhxz2kls/s72-c/discovery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6091458183486346826.post-3020769732329365522</id><published>2009-05-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T03:56:29.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Fun'/><title type='text'>Belly Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-3yTX7-eI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0awd7pT6-YQ/s1600-h/redneck_airlines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-3yTX7-eI/AAAAAAAAAQA/0awd7pT6-YQ/s400/redneck_airlines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341189757906713058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to laugh.  To me, life is boring without some good, clean, honest fun thrown in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/laugh_a_lot-and_when_you-re_older-all_your/182962.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laugh&lt;/b&gt; a lot, and when you're older, all your wrinkles will be in the right places&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I find/receive some funny jokes or cartoons, I like to share them with you, my wonderful friends.  Wish we could be together when you look at these, but you can know for sure.... I am laughing right along with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Did you hear about the $3 million Redneck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;Lottery ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#986634;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(152, 102, 52);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The winner gets $3.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#986634;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(152, 102, 52);font-family:Tahoma;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:180%;color:#986634;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(152, 102, 52);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a year for a million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6P6W7ubI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9q0h3pEi_F8/s1600-h/redneck+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6P6W7ubI/AAAAAAAAAQg/9q0h3pEi_F8/s400/redneck+Garden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341192465610946994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Redneck Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6YaLq5LI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eEQUdRC9jTY/s1600-h/redneck+helmet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6YaLq5LI/AAAAAAAAAQo/eEQUdRC9jTY/s400/redneck+helmet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341192611592594610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redneck Helmet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6mXHBfQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uOghhKqD2iI/s1600-h/redneck_yacht.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6mXHBfQI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/uOghhKqD2iI/s400/redneck_yacht.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341192851285966082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redneck Yacht&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-9b-UzMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/NxJI_d_An08/s1600-h/redneck_car_alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-9b-UzMJI/AAAAAAAAARI/NxJI_d_An08/s400/redneck_car_alarm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341195971369054354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redneck Car Alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6s50JFPI/AAAAAAAAARA/Z6w3cv1goLg/s1600-h/redneck_weather_station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6s50JFPI/AAAAAAAAARA/Z6w3cv1goLg/s400/redneck_weather_station.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341192963681228018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Redneck Weather Station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6fGkuhjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fvKlMdNXHHE/s1600-h/redneck+Road+Trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-6fGkuhjI/AAAAAAAAAQw/fvKlMdNXHHE/s400/redneck+Road+Trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341192726588065330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redneck Road Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-37Q-u5RI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WxVGQHzQoTE/s1600-h/redneck_gingerbread_house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-37Q-u5RI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WxVGQHzQoTE/s400/redneck_gingerbread_house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341189911882949906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mpwq7n8KpMk/Sh-4VvfWQ7I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Q85BOeakgAo/s1600-h/redneck+weenie
