<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 09:11:03 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>journey</category><category>Relationship</category><category>Prayer</category><category>life</category><category>nouwen</category><category>Adventure</category><category>Australia</category><category>Life together</category><category>Ordination</category><category>Shepherd</category><category>Wedding</category><category>hospitality</category><category>ideas</category><category>invitation</category><category>sharing</category><category>thanksgiving</category><category>transformation</category><title>invitation to journey</title><description></description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle/><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-8487247340957038713</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2015 23:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-21T15:18:13.151-08:00</atom:updated><title>to the children</title><description>When I think of our little ones growing up in a world that is full of so much hatred and pride, chaos and confusion, at times I want to just put them in a bubble and protect them from the darkness and pain. I wish that I could bottle up their inquisitive and honest questions and thoughts, as a way perhaps to guard their hearts from becoming tainted by the world around them. I wish that I could promise them a future that would be free from evil and deception. But I know that those things are not in my control. I can nurture them in love and compassion, teaching them to be kind and caring to all people, encouraging them to be generous and joyful. I can help them discover who they are, their unique gifts and talents, the special purpose they have been created for. I can pray, crying out to God to bring peace to our world, asking that all children will have a loving home in which they receive a foundation for how to navigate this complicated life. At times I feel unprepared myself, as to how to think clearly and make wise choices - how can I really teach the little ones to do the same? So again I pray - give me wisdom, give me a heart that breaks with the things that break God's heart, give me eyes to see those things that in my own weakness I brush off as interruptions in my day. May our children know truth and believe that there is goodness and joy in this life - even when things may grow dark around them. This is my hope and prayer not just for own children, but for all the children in the world.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/11/to-children.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-4957955614828606273</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2015 20:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-03T13:46:45.467-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nouwen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transformation</category><title>wasted time: taking time for inner renewal</title><description>From 'Dare to Journey with Henri Nouwen' by Charles Ringma&lt;br /&gt;
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There is just so much that needs to be done. Extra demands at home and at work. More time with the family. Keeping up with our exercise program. Planning the next holiday. Time out for friends. Involvement in our children's school activities. Completing that new management course.&lt;br /&gt;
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In these and many other ways, the busy round of life draws us into a myriad of activities, all important, but all demanding more of our time and energy. Even church activities jostle for our attention and commitment. And creative acts of service requiring long-term support and care often demand more than we are able to give.&lt;br /&gt;
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So we try to do more while our energies ebb away and we become like uprooted trees with our roots wildly groping for the sky. Thus we anxiously throw our arms towards heaven, praying for extra&lt;br /&gt;
grace and enabling, when instead we should be planted again in nourishing soil. That soil is not meant to make us do less, but to change our priorities so that we take time to be still. And in the stillness, find new strength and hope.&lt;br /&gt;
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Henri Nouwen reminds us that 'time given to inner renewal is never wasted.' In fact it is the fuel for the journey, and more importantly, it is the discipline that will shape the very fabric of our being.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/11/wasted-time-taking-time-for-inner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-7400453322965646934</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2015 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-02T10:03:52.017-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Prayer of St. Ignatius</title><description>Take, O Lord, and receive my entire liberty, my memory, my understanding and my whole will. All that I am and all that I possess you have given me: I surrender it all to you to be disposed of according to your will. Give me only your love and your grace; with these I will be rich enough, and will desire nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord, teach me to be generous. Teach me to serve you as you deserve; to give and not to count the cost, to fight and not to heed the wounds, to toil and not to seek for rest, to labour and not to ask for reward, save that of knowing that I do your will. Amen.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/11/a-prayer-of-st-ignatius.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-3956031115873886879</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2015 02:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-09-20T19:51:29.479-07:00</atom:updated><title>Voices</title><description>&lt;div align="center" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.42; margin-bottom: 20px;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Do you ever feel that God’s voice is hard to hear amongst all the bustle and noise of our lives? This poem is meant to be read as a prayer, asking the LORD to give us grace to hear him in the midst of the fray. What influences do you need to turn off or walk away from this week, in order to hear God’s voice and follow where he leads?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;From the moment when I wake, the distractions buffet me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Clamoring for my attention, they assail relentlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;The voices of this busy world seem to fill my ears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Drowning out your still small voice, the only voice I long to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Lord, meet me in the moment in the quiet of this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Help me to hear your voice alone as I rest in your embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Lord, drive the other voices from the temple of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;And whisper words of wisdom which your Spirit can impart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;That I would hear no other voice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;O Master, draw me near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;May I incline my heart to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Speak, Lord, and help me hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;by Frank Carpenter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/09/voices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-6270254705894457652</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2015 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-30T19:44:00.333-07:00</atom:updated><title>to my kindred spirit</title><description>One of my dear friends is celebrating another year of life and it brought me to reflect on how much I value her friendship. It was 20 years ago (yikes!) that we met at Prairie Bible College. We were moving into the dorm and met in the elevator - and my dad in his wisdom said, 'Jen, that seems like a really nice girl. I think she'll be a good friend for you.' Well, he was certainly right! We quickly became friends along with other dear ones who continue to hold big 'parking spaces' in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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My friend is, in the words of my hero Anne of Green Gables, a kindred spirit. We have shared many laughs, adventures, heart aches and joys. I have come to realize that such a kindred spirit is truly a gift. As you journey through life and meet many people along the way, there are some special relationships that you know will last the test of time, no matter how often you see each other. The kind of friend with whom you can connect, not worrying if you've caught up on all the stories, but feeling confident that whatever is shared will be cherished as a sacred gift.&lt;br /&gt;
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My friend has come to the 38th year of life - an age that 20 years ago we predicted would most certainly be 'gross'. Nearing that scary age of 40, not even close to 30's any more, we were sure that it would be a terrible age. Well, having experienced that gross age for the last several months, I can say that it's not as bad as we'd anticipated. Still hard to believe we are actually nearing the big 4-0, but there is a good feeling of having grown up just a little bit :) That sense of having experienced enough of life to know that we certainly don't have it all figured out, and naive enough to still keep on dreaming big dreams.&lt;br /&gt;
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So my dear friend, I celebrate you and give thanks for the years we've shared together. I look forward to becoming those crazy old ladies we always imagined we'd be, never giving up on the chance for a new adventure. You inspire my faith as you serve with such love and hope. May you continue to radiate the joy and peace of our Father. With love from your kindred spirit&amp;nbsp;xo&lt;br /&gt;
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</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/08/to-my-kindred-spirit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ95Rgc21xzcZaRuu7UHxQMRN0p5zZN7BvglnhPgRDGzeLCl5xeqS_hyphenhyphenKofLFv9Uo8wwXQInw0W-M8oOTXeXazFUFpm1Ut-qP8sD-yMh1-2NsnJVxBjrz50_1zxuyXsY-kqKWgt2NB-31I/s72-c/unnamed.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-3710994452772444135</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Aug 2015 16:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-27T09:33:20.673-07:00</atom:updated><title>a little bit of self-discovery</title><description>I recently took the Myers Briggs personality test and my results were INFP - Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, Perceiving. Whatever your feeling about these profiling tools, I find them quite fascinating and generally enlightening and helpful. Taking the test again (last time was back in college days) reminded me that I am high on the 'feeling' spectrum and that I need to express that 'introvertedly'. What that has come to mean for me is that I need time to reflect on my feelings and exercises such as journaling (and blogging!) are really helpful for me. I used to be a die-hard, daily journaller...Then I had kids :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Needless to say, the last 5 years or so have seen a big drop off in my pen reaching the beautiful pages of my journal. (I really love journals...something about blank pages of handmade paper just waiting to be filled :))&lt;br /&gt;
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So here I am, seeing the need to reflect some more on life and the world within and around me.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the books I read recently was called 'The Gift of Being Yourself'by David Benner. It looked at the fact that each of us is uniquely designed and that we discover our true potential in life as we really get to know who we are. I have to admit that sometimes I don't feel like my self is much of a gift - there are times I'd like to exchange this gift for something more useful or efficient! But I do believe it is true that the more we really understand who we are, who we have been created to be, the more we can understand people and the world around us. Not merely 'navel-gazing' but discovering our identity, our true selves.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"In all of creation, identity is a challenge only for humans. A tulip knows exactly what it is. It is never tempted by false ways of being. Nor does it face complicated decisions in the process of becoming....Humans, however, encounter a more challenging existence. We think. We consider options. We decide. We act. We doubt. Simple being is tremendously difficult to achieve and fully authentic being is extremely rare....There is, however, a way of being for each of us that is as natural and deeply congruent as the life of the tulip. Beneath the roles and masks lies a possibility of a self that is as unique as a snowflake. It is an originality that has existed since God first loved us into existence."&lt;/i&gt;


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So knowing my personality type may be simply amusing information about my preferences and quirks, or it may help me understand a bit more about myself in a way that allows me to embrace the uniqueness and purpose for which I was created.&lt;br /&gt;
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For example, knowing that my inner core values guide my interactions and decisions, and that I want to be involved in work that contributes to both my own growth and inner development and those of others - to have a purpose beyond my paycheque - helps me to order my time so that I pay attention to those things that are of deep value to me and not just get bogged down by routine tasks. As I develop more and more into the person I was created to be, it is there that I find great joy.&lt;br /&gt;
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As Fredrick Buechner said about finding your unique purpose in life, "the place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the world's deep hunger meet."&lt;br /&gt;
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As I continue on the journey I desire to discover more deeply that for which I was uniquely designed - and I hope to get a few more journal pages filled in the process :)

</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/08/a-little-bit-of-self-discovery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi52FSpKdtcwstBEhDcwRNHhaoRSnNLjnISJ2ktpe9RHbitusd3vetYoEdbWfuSgapCbXtbnz6xybUcz7PAgCIdAMzsP9fjDUnTbN4CHlun_47ifGaX9Z4CnfigbGbx7teZ9HJngOg9tnri/s72-c/tulips17.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-658440634246921746</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2015 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-08-26T16:50:20.081-07:00</atom:updated><title>dusting off</title><description>I was just updating our church website and discovered a link to this blog...and discovered that it's been about 3 years since I've written! So I decided to dust off the keys and write a few words, hoping to get back into the habit of blogging (actually feels like a welcome change from Facebook :)) Much has certainly happened in life these last 3 years - my little girl is now 5 and getting ready to head to kindergarten in a few weeks, and Eli is a busy and joyful 2 year old. Life is full and fun! &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiQEYOOla2Dk7apJiVBVpzpOj38rzJNt_TV4VA5b40dmnSI3Lt4BZvlVwRcx61oHQh3VaeZglo6TbSR_DgFSfe67CRcKNvu-TuKBIY1HNA_w8TocAYbVONVOQf-u4R_V8fAyD84qtNw33/s1600/10404088_10155505476320262_6891835580956278313_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiQEYOOla2Dk7apJiVBVpzpOj38rzJNt_TV4VA5b40dmnSI3Lt4BZvlVwRcx61oHQh3VaeZglo6TbSR_DgFSfe67CRcKNvu-TuKBIY1HNA_w8TocAYbVONVOQf-u4R_V8fAyD84qtNw33/s320/10404088_10155505476320262_6891835580956278313_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2015/08/dusting-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiQEYOOla2Dk7apJiVBVpzpOj38rzJNt_TV4VA5b40dmnSI3Lt4BZvlVwRcx61oHQh3VaeZglo6TbSR_DgFSfe67CRcKNvu-TuKBIY1HNA_w8TocAYbVONVOQf-u4R_V8fAyD84qtNw33/s72-c/10404088_10155505476320262_6891835580956278313_n.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-1212290865790368388</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2012 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-29T14:23:01.287-08:00</atom:updated><title>body slams and headbutts</title><description>So I have discovered a new art in parenting--wrestling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent has been away for the past few days at a conference, so Katerina and I have been enjoying some 'girl' time together. We've had a fun time, I thought we were doing pretty well on our own...until after supper the other night she attacked me - she wanted to wrestle! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have 2 older brothers - one would think I would know how to wrestle - but apparently I don't. Katerina came at me with a pillow, bounced on me, gave me a headbutt, then looked at me strangely..."don't you know how to wrestle like daddy does?" she seemed to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried my best to play rough, but I was really just hoping we could go back to reading stories, and singing and dancing together. I think she finally gave up on me and I decided I need to take some lessons in this fine art of wrestling. Who knew my sweet little girl liked to be body slammed on the couch? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent comes home tonight...I think he might be greeted by a headbutt from Katerina and a welcome home hug from me. Then maybe he can suggest some WWF moves that I can try on the little one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXiQvnPomagMBg30hI3EJbjxurRABVbAlqW_DF0ePVcZ1wDSm3yalv2_ZPsBkj7EwDyu3e5uQQhAWkf1yzo2VLkXh8zNVovf_a11ut6qEVn00GeBNG5X-L2X3eVy-H8AIvviy0E-0JyC3/s1600/DSC04485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXiQvnPomagMBg30hI3EJbjxurRABVbAlqW_DF0ePVcZ1wDSm3yalv2_ZPsBkj7EwDyu3e5uQQhAWkf1yzo2VLkXh8zNVovf_a11ut6qEVn00GeBNG5X-L2X3eVy-H8AIvviy0E-0JyC3/s320/DSC04485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703180562254540850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2012/01/body-slams-and-headbutts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmXiQvnPomagMBg30hI3EJbjxurRABVbAlqW_DF0ePVcZ1wDSm3yalv2_ZPsBkj7EwDyu3e5uQQhAWkf1yzo2VLkXh8zNVovf_a11ut6qEVn00GeBNG5X-L2X3eVy-H8AIvviy0E-0JyC3/s72-c/DSC04485.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-7649198125481098969</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2011 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-10T21:25:14.984-08:00</atom:updated><title>Shine His Light</title><description>"Here's another way to put it: You're here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We're going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don't think I'm going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I'm putting you on a light stand. Now that I've put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine!" ~ Matthew 5:14-15 (The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godtube.com/watch/?v=KGWKDPNX"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/12/shine-his-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-3957433533438298470</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Sep 2011 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-30T15:59:50.470-07:00</atom:updated><title>remember</title><description>There is a song called "Remember" that has been on our playlist in the car for awhile. I am sure as I have been driving around, I've heard it many times. But it recently caught my attention - as it calls us to remember what Jesus has done for us all. I want my heart to be 'moved to remember' - to never forget or take for granted the price Jesus paid - for me, for all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the body that was torn for us&lt;br /&gt;This is the blood that was spilt&lt;br /&gt;Points to the pain you endured for us&lt;br /&gt;Points to the shame, the blame, the guilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come&lt;br /&gt;Move our hearts to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Lamb who was slain for us&lt;br /&gt;So we the church may enter in&lt;br /&gt;So bitter sweet when we think of You&lt;br /&gt;The One who bore our curse, our sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Son and Holy Spirit, come&lt;br /&gt;Move our hearts to remember, to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laura Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmmErB5uZEZrwEIYrEuX0bcAYWIp10gylBMNLRcyn5tVOBcx0_4FmuLRrE10O-H8YsDcJISvAVmiMScHo-35KZJANwmss2SawKNId71W-kZV5HCmLdPrGWrJaf3qjYKmcqkFMlBeem25vu/s1600/communion_chalice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmmErB5uZEZrwEIYrEuX0bcAYWIp10gylBMNLRcyn5tVOBcx0_4FmuLRrE10O-H8YsDcJISvAVmiMScHo-35KZJANwmss2SawKNId71W-kZV5HCmLdPrGWrJaf3qjYKmcqkFMlBeem25vu/s320/communion_chalice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658289930108308210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmmErB5uZEZrwEIYrEuX0bcAYWIp10gylBMNLRcyn5tVOBcx0_4FmuLRrE10O-H8YsDcJISvAVmiMScHo-35KZJANwmss2SawKNId71W-kZV5HCmLdPrGWrJaf3qjYKmcqkFMlBeem25vu/s72-c/communion_chalice.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-2641098801734221629</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2011 05:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-12T22:28:33.381-07:00</atom:updated><title>A prayer for the mission of the Church</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVB26zBWNdgXmSf2fXgX89A2IRFPrD-yGTDuEfwpbuMoOjmor_F01VcxQKqwmf-xdHRQ2l11lDXOZ2IITnRLaPyuU0zTG88wmO-S1L9vfRSf47bGKUOLfQPSLZLa8EZ98UH7UgbaEESzYZ/s1600/1314071557-easter-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVB26zBWNdgXmSf2fXgX89A2IRFPrD-yGTDuEfwpbuMoOjmor_F01VcxQKqwmf-xdHRQ2l11lDXOZ2IITnRLaPyuU0zTG88wmO-S1L9vfRSf47bGKUOLfQPSLZLa8EZ98UH7UgbaEESzYZ/s320/1314071557-easter-cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651711681187726146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ, you stretched out your arms of love on the hard wood of the cross that everyone might come within the reach of your saving embrace. So clothe us in your Spirit that we, reaching forth our hands in love, may bring those who do not know you to the knowledge and love of you, for the honour of your Name. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;~ from the Book of Common Prayer</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/09/prayer-for-mission-of-church.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVB26zBWNdgXmSf2fXgX89A2IRFPrD-yGTDuEfwpbuMoOjmor_F01VcxQKqwmf-xdHRQ2l11lDXOZ2IITnRLaPyuU0zTG88wmO-S1L9vfRSf47bGKUOLfQPSLZLa8EZ98UH7UgbaEESzYZ/s72-c/1314071557-easter-cross.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-5774801092358940245</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2011 23:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-08T20:47:26.703-07:00</atom:updated><title>a little update</title><description>It's now September and I think I am finally ready for summer! :) Why am I always a few months behind? Anyways, it has been a fun and busy summer - we spent 2 weeks visiting my family in Manitoba and celebrated my parents 50th wedding anniversary. It was a real blessing to be with all the family, and a special gift to share in celebrating 50 years of love and committment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBEokQLwzAc_HIS4krLx2PQbQpEjBkmzd_UnaTqLpR0ba9NIw7nFG5RpgaXw769U7gZeLAcJS8IfEinbpyjKaWpRdpTAjRqteatHvviiL95rZf5nD8HuVPJtFhE38tsrs-g6BcPawE1sy/s1600/IMG_1345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBEokQLwzAc_HIS4krLx2PQbQpEjBkmzd_UnaTqLpR0ba9NIw7nFG5RpgaXw769U7gZeLAcJS8IfEinbpyjKaWpRdpTAjRqteatHvviiL95rZf5nD8HuVPJtFhE38tsrs-g6BcPawE1sy/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650196848821982722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August we moved into our first home and we love it! We have lots of space, a yard, and a great family neighbourhood. We are still organizing and doing some projects, but it is starting to feel more and more like home. We are very blessed indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHunMGoT_sdAcwNMc7bpO5xNCPG6F0BiPhUS_mqYxDGMtLLqv69YGDK7Z0_yUN3BE6ABzTyB17DY5sfJseBqmTofFbEaj8NiNyvjWFsFWBf_u_bEQGuagagqfF-LI-iGyAMZ75Cg6UMN4S/s1600/DSC03728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHunMGoT_sdAcwNMc7bpO5xNCPG6F0BiPhUS_mqYxDGMtLLqv69YGDK7Z0_yUN3BE6ABzTyB17DY5sfJseBqmTofFbEaj8NiNyvjWFsFWBf_u_bEQGuagagqfF-LI-iGyAMZ75Cg6UMN4S/s320/DSC03728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650197570265204322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we enjoying the beautiful days of September and settling back into a regular routine of life and work. I am grateful for this beautiful place in which we live and for my wonderful family and community to share the journey with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76SHv9OgYgHxacK28aqLquAM2ZjOdrcEWuEBvhAA0UyT71iqglaCWKGBrGPj2a4vNYqDAZshyDlLHuAwHejcUFcgo1A_kW3LQt1rJ3ns9lvv1V_bt7Fd7QbCZ8rH6ka0Q5oTjp6jrhiIY/s1600/DSC04038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76SHv9OgYgHxacK28aqLquAM2ZjOdrcEWuEBvhAA0UyT71iqglaCWKGBrGPj2a4vNYqDAZshyDlLHuAwHejcUFcgo1A_kW3LQt1rJ3ns9lvv1V_bt7Fd7QbCZ8rH6ka0Q5oTjp6jrhiIY/s320/DSC04038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650200464308713906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKBEokQLwzAc_HIS4krLx2PQbQpEjBkmzd_UnaTqLpR0ba9NIw7nFG5RpgaXw769U7gZeLAcJS8IfEinbpyjKaWpRdpTAjRqteatHvviiL95rZf5nD8HuVPJtFhE38tsrs-g6BcPawE1sy/s72-c/IMG_1345.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-2163221316571309207</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2011 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-07T20:52:31.531-07:00</atom:updated><title>my mom</title><description>So it is mother's day tomorrow and in all the busyness of getting ready for church on Sunday and also thinking about how this is my first mother's day - I completely forgot to send my mom a card - so it will be late, once again:(. I had asked Katerina a few days ago what she was going to get me for mother's day and she stopped and looked at me, giggled, and then shook her head! I think that means I won't be getting much :) But maybe that's just the way it is for moms sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is one of the most selfless people I know - I don't actually think I have ever known her to serve herself first. Whether it is around the dinner table, or out shopping, or making plans for the day - my mom always puts other people before herself, especially her kids and grand kids! When I was younger I used to think my mom was crazy for never wanting to buy anything for herself - not even new clothing or just something special as a treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am a mom I can understand my mom a bit more...and I can understand that her selflessness is one of the greatest ways she shows love to her family. And now that I am a mom, I really don't know how my mother ever did it - how did she raise 5 kids, help nurture more than a dozen grand kids and great-grand kids? How did she support her husband as a pastor and farmer, how did she provide such stability to our family when things were tight and challenges came? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her commitment to loving our family can only be sustained by her commitment to Jesus. One of my favourite memories as a child was stealing a peak at my mom as she did her devotions every morning. As she sat in a quiet corner to read her Bible and pray, I knew that something special was going on. I knew not to disturb my mom, not because she would have gotten upset with me, but because even as a young child I knew that it was a sacred and holy time. I can see now that it was really what gave her the strength and love that she needed to face each day with a smile on her face and peace in her heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm a mom and I struggle with juggling my work, caring for our daughter, keeping our house a home, supporting and nurturing our family - I think of my mom and realize that if I want to leave a legacy like she has - then I can never neglect that special time with Jesus each day. Even when there are 50 other things I could be doing, if I am not nurturing that loving relationship with Jesus I will have nothing left to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom continues to teach me many things and gives me high goals to strive for, but she more importantly lives a life that testifies to the love and peace that is found only in Jesus. Thank you mom, I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0J5YJ3IhFovNRGp1ymdWZYHNIqV-QpgT3GkF-wHbzvuav6-zNGkRLkVbUhRIHhXKzPAA2R5wIYctacVwMOa4fAyIpH3V96Wt8nHdLNj9mTkxPe4QY243FQis11AdDvqxxjN-KepM3Jws/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0J5YJ3IhFovNRGp1ymdWZYHNIqV-QpgT3GkF-wHbzvuav6-zNGkRLkVbUhRIHhXKzPAA2R5wIYctacVwMOa4fAyIpH3V96Wt8nHdLNj9mTkxPe4QY243FQis11AdDvqxxjN-KepM3Jws/s320/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604053571956926466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV0J5YJ3IhFovNRGp1ymdWZYHNIqV-QpgT3GkF-wHbzvuav6-zNGkRLkVbUhRIHhXKzPAA2R5wIYctacVwMOa4fAyIpH3V96Wt8nHdLNj9mTkxPe4QY243FQis11AdDvqxxjN-KepM3Jws/s72-c/IMG_0178.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-5744328459017717702</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-17T23:07:20.469-07:00</atom:updated><title>Curious girl</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AVspiikC_C99Cy2OsykJlQu2XPG4jsxC8XGnO1dmOtSaVSJ90W1-reqO4DVkwegqXHf9zFjoltuSu1K71d5rU21kNP4V44WYY5Idw0MSsi4S6NGnKYXKm8eFTtCkTOOAJ88cBU3MnWok/s1600/IMG_0894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AVspiikC_C99Cy2OsykJlQu2XPG4jsxC8XGnO1dmOtSaVSJ90W1-reqO4DVkwegqXHf9zFjoltuSu1K71d5rU21kNP4V44WYY5Idw0MSsi4S6NGnKYXKm8eFTtCkTOOAJ88cBU3MnWok/s320/IMG_0894.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585293373200904194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update of our curious little George(ette) :) She loves buttons and electronics, so the camera is especially enticing. She is now 10 months old, not quite yet crawling but getting closer to greater mobility! She sure is lots of fun--amazing how games like peek-a-boo never really grow old...</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/03/curious-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_AVspiikC_C99Cy2OsykJlQu2XPG4jsxC8XGnO1dmOtSaVSJ90W1-reqO4DVkwegqXHf9zFjoltuSu1K71d5rU21kNP4V44WYY5Idw0MSsi4S6NGnKYXKm8eFTtCkTOOAJ88cBU3MnWok/s72-c/IMG_0894.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-1925524949872797662</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Mar 2011 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-13T16:17:00.885-07:00</atom:updated><title>Gazing on the Trinity Icon</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz9ar5FMbhaVLqOShTrLrqJ11ZKDorm_bMPx276tF_ArFbHKk9bD3XJ-1lQjXen7hbLMk_lBbxNkiO4iVa7uilRr6WhCx_G_5X-xp5sTPsuamxhHu7M9xdWGMBY9cRajY3X_bSMbdP2vN/s1600/Trinity_icon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz9ar5FMbhaVLqOShTrLrqJ11ZKDorm_bMPx276tF_ArFbHKk9bD3XJ-1lQjXen7hbLMk_lBbxNkiO4iVa7uilRr6WhCx_G_5X-xp5sTPsuamxhHu7M9xdWGMBY9cRajY3X_bSMbdP2vN/s320/Trinity_icon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583700438166036146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Lent our church is reading through a book called 'The Kingdom and The Cross' by James Bryan Smith. Each chapter has what the author calls a 'soul training' activity, in which we are challenged to go deeper in our understanding of who God is and what Christ's work on the cross has accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the soul training exercise is to look at the Trinity icon, which is a famous 13th century icon of the Trinity by Russian iconographer Rublev. The colours and imagery in the icon all have significance, which is interesting to reflect upon. In the Trinity there is unity - the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit live in submission and sacrifice to each other. All three members of the Trinity are huddled together, like three people working closely on a project. The project is the reconciliation of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also interesting that everything is pointing to the centre of the table, where the chalice sits. The chalice represents the 'cup' that Jesus chose to endure - his suffering and self-sacrifice. It also represents the chalice used in the Eucharist. When we gather to take Communion, we remember the sacrifice of Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As complex as the idea of the Trinity might be, this icon helps me to see that the Trinity is a community of love, submission, and sacrifice. My own selfishness and pride so often get in the way of being loving, submissive, and sacrificial. This week my desire is to think and act upon the example of the Trinity--to be more loving, sacrificing, and to live and work in unity with those around me.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/03/gazing-on-trinity-icon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBz9ar5FMbhaVLqOShTrLrqJ11ZKDorm_bMPx276tF_ArFbHKk9bD3XJ-1lQjXen7hbLMk_lBbxNkiO4iVa7uilRr6WhCx_G_5X-xp5sTPsuamxhHu7M9xdWGMBY9cRajY3X_bSMbdP2vN/s72-c/Trinity_icon.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-4896074859386032851</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Feb 2011 18:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-17T10:14:03.852-08:00</atom:updated><title>all things new</title><description>This prayer was an encouragement to me this morning, a reminder that Jesus is daily renewing us and transforming us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God, in Christ you make all things new: transform the poverty of our nature by the riches of your grace, and in the renewal of our lives make known your heavenly glory, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-things-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-783672619301452684</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-09T20:04:33.591-08:00</atom:updated><title>Kat in action</title><description>These videos are mostly for the enjoyment of family members who don't get to see Katerina too often...but hope you all enjoy them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz9Qkuet6RX7Hlqk72NAHhJXqy-Alvclkq8aM9p8ELxHSnDrnA7btYjJ9rRF9N3_-4geavh44xANMxNPtWwXA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwNFRSq1cPx4_FjQOFGNuXOcVWuza1rDw4r4q7d8cgiQLSBlA20kB2UFlN00wRhEl4h6Sbn1QT6dHLez3rTFg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzkq_tCE7CJNXWu-D8p2JVgbwgBm5gfID0hDH3kcyqhDy-bF59WJYWPJfzyoO6YP4Hfu6vJk4LiwDtmUreCiQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/02/kat-in-action.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-8377556875647634297</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 18:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-29T10:01:19.634-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">journey</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Relationship</category><title>what do you love about Jesus?</title><description>I recently read the book 'Organic God' by Margaret Feinberg and appreciated her thoughtful insights about who God is and how we relate to him. She looked at how we can get rid of the unhealthy pollutants and additives of the world and purify our relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared a story about a friend of hers who once asked her the question, 'What do you love about Jesus?' She said, 'His words took my breath away. I had never heard somthing so simple but soul penetrating. Some say that love has no agenda, but...I have come to believe that love is the agenda.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed a simple, yet thought provoking question...what do you love about Jesus? I love that Jesus is full of suprises. He doesn't do things like we expect him to. This week at our Wednesday morning communion service we were reading the Gospel of Matthew where in chapter 8 Jesus cleansed a leper and healed the centurion's servant. In both of these acts of Jesus' ministry, he didn't do what was expected. To even come near a leper was unthinkable, and yet Jesus reached out and touched him, and he was healed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The centurion was a Gentile, not one of the 'in crowd' so to speak. Yet he had great faith and knew that by the authority of Jesus' word, his servant could be healed. And he was, at the very moment that Jesus spoke. Jesus 'should' have been keeping himself clean and ministering to the right people, but he didn't do what we expected him to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our limited, human thinking we are always surprised by what Jesus does. And often we're not very happy about it, but Jesus simply says - 'I have come to do the Father's will.' That's what I love about Jesus...that in his great love for the world, he acts and ministers in the will of God, even when it doesn't make sense to us. His love goes beyond my understanding, yet I know that his love is what has forgiven me, saved me, and stays with me each day as I seek to follow him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love about Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcdr2piWeCxnpFCZ_crkmHw9MlNBUZB7K9pCVrE1o56sz5udgEwaBkjBV1Tcf22aPRi5BmYwtAdWTCxgv4UoMOGafkIN2ofhRbui02V9pn4q6ePIAgIsO-CjbROudklnyjlO-1Joj8b7w/s1600/Design+K_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 37px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcdr2piWeCxnpFCZ_crkmHw9MlNBUZB7K9pCVrE1o56sz5udgEwaBkjBV1Tcf22aPRi5BmYwtAdWTCxgv4UoMOGafkIN2ofhRbui02V9pn4q6ePIAgIsO-CjbROudklnyjlO-1Joj8b7w/s320/Design+K_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567311037067287986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-love-about-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcdr2piWeCxnpFCZ_crkmHw9MlNBUZB7K9pCVrE1o56sz5udgEwaBkjBV1Tcf22aPRi5BmYwtAdWTCxgv4UoMOGafkIN2ofhRbui02V9pn4q6ePIAgIsO-CjbROudklnyjlO-1Joj8b7w/s72-c/Design+K_.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-6372194319629111157</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 02:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-27T18:51:32.549-08:00</atom:updated><title>for unto us a child is born</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8Lbe6h7jfClsVzyuLZT5ZNeZZGmfBy1efdDla2sR2C6fTKxlpNEY0B0vg_ua9bNfLSeW0egfzcDl-8TalAr3jegHKtsH9iAUTENz7gB7p5QubaZZu7bEQT2-3mJAcmAwquSWg6t_wIHJ/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8Lbe6h7jfClsVzyuLZT5ZNeZZGmfBy1efdDla2sR2C6fTKxlpNEY0B0vg_ua9bNfLSeW0egfzcDl-8TalAr3jegHKtsH9iAUTENz7gB7p5QubaZZu7bEQT2-3mJAcmAwquSWg6t_wIHJ/s320/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555555258502745842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I knew that Christmas this year would be so different...now having a little one to share the joys, surprises, and wonders with. One of my precious delights was seeing Katerina reach out to the lights and ornaments on the tree, or for the pretty wrapping paper, or her new little dolly...with such a sweet sense of wonder and awe, just desiring to experience each moment and discover what new sensations were awaiting her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently realized how Katerina helps me to slow down and appreciate the little things...whether it is while we are just sitting close in the quiet moments in the morning, or reading a book together, or playing on the floor as she discovers how to move her little body in new ways...each simple act is forcing me to slow down and enjoy the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrn0sslSGi8ENV6T4s8_ODXW1jWpKyWRSUeZcEOGQQd2RJb0LquO8gzFC4FWjSmj_aZa-Tw2u_d8-BM-qUWHWc5NfJuIgXaCx9Tr-N_Xq_WDpipT_nwmMnDvx8r-l_1E_NrY4xngrAuFA7/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrn0sslSGi8ENV6T4s8_ODXW1jWpKyWRSUeZcEOGQQd2RJb0LquO8gzFC4FWjSmj_aZa-Tw2u_d8-BM-qUWHWc5NfJuIgXaCx9Tr-N_Xq_WDpipT_nwmMnDvx8r-l_1E_NrY4xngrAuFA7/s320/056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555557301112960818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a gift to me in the busyness of the Christmas season - the time in which we receive Jesus into our lives once again. It really amazes me that God chose a little baby to be the Saviour of the world. It's not what we would expect, but in the miracle of Christmas we are challenged to slow down and receive the gift of Immanuel, God with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For unto us a child is born..." This passage from Isaiah 9 has been on my heart a lot over the last week, as I have reflected on the wonder of the Christ child. I thank God for the gift of Jesus and the fulfillment of his plan to bring light and life into our dark and broken world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXWkHK1zN0W5U_9mQZ9P7NqqLRLeym9Sv5ZOTkZxlbbrPbzLatjjSA_v0xM2SHkCO06MKLDSPxZxoW91MM_2VSNVl0a1cN8mdChd7NGVp_ehrGSXnQFjyusnpl65sGJKSkADujx7ZQG8z/s1600/063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXWkHK1zN0W5U_9mQZ9P7NqqLRLeym9Sv5ZOTkZxlbbrPbzLatjjSA_v0xM2SHkCO06MKLDSPxZxoW91MM_2VSNVl0a1cN8mdChd7NGVp_ehrGSXnQFjyusnpl65sGJKSkADujx7ZQG8z/s320/063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555559718660493858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-unto-us-child-is-born.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw8Lbe6h7jfClsVzyuLZT5ZNeZZGmfBy1efdDla2sR2C6fTKxlpNEY0B0vg_ua9bNfLSeW0egfzcDl-8TalAr3jegHKtsH9iAUTENz7gB7p5QubaZZu7bEQT2-3mJAcmAwquSWg6t_wIHJ/s72-c/044.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-8830597199796446464</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T10:11:08.092-08:00</atom:updated><title>Trusting God from the bottom of my heart</title><description>Proverbs 3 has been a favourite passage of mine and this morning I read it in The Message paraphrase. Certain phrases struck me in new ways as I read, and I was reminded to..."Trust God from the bottom of your heart;&lt;br /&gt;   don't try to figure out everything on your own.&lt;br /&gt;Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;&lt;br /&gt;   he's the one who will keep you on track."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tendency is to try to figure things out on my own, instead of listening for God's voice. As a new mum and a pastor, I often find myself in situations where I need wisdom and guidance, but I don't always run to God first. During this season of Advent I am seeking to daily make more room in my heart and my life for God, remembering him in everything I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a church we are reading through the book 'The Uncluttered Heart' during Advent and Christmas. These words today were an encouragement to me to always look to God: 'When I look for God in each person I meet, in each situation I encounter, I am more open to God's Spirit working in me, shaping me into a vessel of God's peace.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creator God, help me keep my eyes on you, that following you, I may be remade into your likeness, a vessel of your love, peace, and compassion. Amen.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2010/11/trusting-god-from-bottom-of-my-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-7022759410903675820</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jun 2010 02:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-22T22:24:38.532-07:00</atom:updated><title>view from the nursery window</title><description>Not long ago I was reading theology books and studying commentaries, now I am reading parenting books and mommy magazines - how to prevent diaper rash and get a flatter tummy...Yes, I am now a mum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs9Wg7o9pIuAJGKpAOnWU1JFupr5JPb-ln1UuBApaaTTIXAwDTCt0VtM0-X-62chjpCLzWKIPXsfFRHgFcNUVegB-_n86Z3NtOTINtMi9wkdXoxA8K1vNI9wZLiil9Er2DLxTveD8ACwzc/s1600/Katerina+in+Purple+2+-+mid+size.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs9Wg7o9pIuAJGKpAOnWU1JFupr5JPb-ln1UuBApaaTTIXAwDTCt0VtM0-X-62chjpCLzWKIPXsfFRHgFcNUVegB-_n86Z3NtOTINtMi9wkdXoxA8K1vNI9wZLiil9Er2DLxTveD8ACwzc/s320/Katerina+in+Purple+2+-+mid+size.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485794260624333954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katerina Joy was born on May 18th at 9:25pm, weighing 5 lb 15 oz. and 19.5 inches in length. She is a wonderful blessing! Her name means 'pure' and the short form of her name is Katya. It's a name I fell in love with while I was in Ukraine a number of years ago. Joy is after my mom's name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 weeks have already passed since her birth and we are enjoying this new journey together as a family. It is truly amazing how such a little person can change your life and touch your heart more deeply than you can imagine. And all she does is eat, sleep, and well...you know the rest :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a 'Thanksgiving for the Gift of a Child' service for Katerina a few weeks ago and our dear friend Barclay lead the service for us. He asked us to pray for a verse for Katerina, one that would be with her throughout her life. We chose Zephaniah 3:17:  "The LORD your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love,he will rejoice over you with singing." We pray that she will indeed bring delight to the Lord and be a 'pure joy' for his glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBefKxSZ5eJy3V4ay1XmeKzFT9K4eZfK91FQjwEWGQxzJBO3SXVDawL6i8pPRX6KI5rOK3-pfGLKUrMtpGPdZUCz0uiZmCrdr0zwhW6T-PUz0VqVrT7FOxckNGz0Z_7IGr-br8D0TB2-2D/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBefKxSZ5eJy3V4ay1XmeKzFT9K4eZfK91FQjwEWGQxzJBO3SXVDawL6i8pPRX6KI5rOK3-pfGLKUrMtpGPdZUCz0uiZmCrdr0zwhW6T-PUz0VqVrT7FOxckNGz0Z_7IGr-br8D0TB2-2D/s320/010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485794688247310354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am on maternity leave I have the privilege of being a regular part of the congregation at church. The view from the nursery window is certainly a change from the view from the front! I am thankful for this time and blessed to be seeing things through new eyes. God has been teaching me what it means to nurture and love my daughter, leading her even now to love and worship Him. It is my prayer that Kent and I will be wise and faithful parents for the wonderful gift God has blessed us with in Katerina.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2010/06/view-from-nursery-window.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs9Wg7o9pIuAJGKpAOnWU1JFupr5JPb-ln1UuBApaaTTIXAwDTCt0VtM0-X-62chjpCLzWKIPXsfFRHgFcNUVegB-_n86Z3NtOTINtMi9wkdXoxA8K1vNI9wZLiil9Er2DLxTveD8ACwzc/s72-c/Katerina+in+Purple+2+-+mid+size.png" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-1169519089527270592</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-19T10:06:02.644-07:00</atom:updated><title>marvelously made</title><description>Well, the countdown is on...less than one month now till baby arrives! Lots of people are telling me that life is never going to be the same again. And I think, 'Ok, I hope I'm ready for this!' Not sure what else to say really. There are lots of life changes that I have felt somewhat prepared for in the past, but this one is a bit harder to anticipate in some ways. One would think that after 9 months of carrying a baby, reading books, going to classes, doctor appointments, etc. you should really be ready for what lies ahead. But I'm not so sure at this point. Maybe it's just the anticipation of becoming a parent and the great responsibilities (and joys) that come with that. At times I feel like I'm back in school, preparing myself for the big exam at the end of the term, hoping I've studied the right material :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless-to-say, Kent and I are thrilled and excited to meet our baby! As much as I know there is a little person inside of me, I think it won't really hit me until I actually see him/her. I am so thankful and amazed at how God works to prepare you for what lies ahead. 6 months ago I couldn't actually think about 'delivery' and now it's like my body and mind know that the time will soon be here. I am also thankful that this is all a part of God's wonderful plan for life to grow. It's amazing to think that there is really nothing that I have 'done' to make this child grow and develop. Yes, I try to eat well, get rest and exercise...but I don't wake up and say 'Today I think we need to work on growing some fingernails on this little one'. The creativity of our Father is truly incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words of Psalm 139 have often been on my mind and heart lately. Here are a few verses from that Psalm, in the Message paraphrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out;&lt;br /&gt;      you formed me in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;   I thank you, High God—you're breathtaking!&lt;br /&gt;      Body and soul, I am marvelously made!&lt;br /&gt;      I worship in adoration—what a creation!&lt;br /&gt;   You know me inside and out,&lt;br /&gt;      you know every bone in my body;&lt;br /&gt;   You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,&lt;br /&gt;      how I was sculpted from nothing into something.&lt;br /&gt;   Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;&lt;br /&gt;      all the stages of my life were spread out before you,&lt;br /&gt;   The days of my life all prepared&lt;br /&gt;      before I'd even lived one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likely the next time I write I can post some photos of mini-Morgan, but till then here's a 'before' photo. Thanks for your love and prayers for us during this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U3JlgstwW09Sx5tF1MqnqEKn-BSyDAZw6l8-E0XhQuOHlnPNszomVKJYhJNSDyGmBLJSa941-yceLk1PvKzJzcGxri3gQvTvesyABzXRuKLm87nDjYo_Y_q9UDM1dV1Hswgnpi3iRNCA/s1600/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U3JlgstwW09Sx5tF1MqnqEKn-BSyDAZw6l8-E0XhQuOHlnPNszomVKJYhJNSDyGmBLJSa941-yceLk1PvKzJzcGxri3gQvTvesyABzXRuKLm87nDjYo_Y_q9UDM1dV1Hswgnpi3iRNCA/s320/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461894894638371762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2010/04/marvelously-made.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U3JlgstwW09Sx5tF1MqnqEKn-BSyDAZw6l8-E0XhQuOHlnPNszomVKJYhJNSDyGmBLJSa941-yceLk1PvKzJzcGxri3gQvTvesyABzXRuKLm87nDjYo_Y_q9UDM1dV1Hswgnpi3iRNCA/s72-c/DSC02866.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-5611010222308863685</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 18:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-02T10:20:50.290-08:00</atom:updated><title>Thoughts on Lent...</title><description>Here we are in the season of Lent already...as much as I find myself just now catching up to this time of repentance and confession, it is good to be here. It seems that many things can be obstacles to taking time to truly reflect and confess. One thing that has been a help to me is the study our church is going through during Lent. It is called '40 Days of Community' and is focused on growing community in our church and outside of our church. Our home group meets every week to discuss how we can grow and reach out together and it's been great to learn and practice these things together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that what can often keep me from growing in community is when I am not really available...either I'm too busy or don't leave enough time to just respond to 'interruptions' in my day. It is often those things that I may call interruptions which are the very things I should be about. So during this season of Lent I am asking God to help me truly be available - to Him and to those around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded today of this prayer for Lent, which is a humbling prayer of confession and forgiveness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Almighty and everlasting God, you hate nothing that you have made and forgive the sins of all those who are penitent: create and make in us new and contrite hearts that we, worthily lamenting our sins and acknowleding our wretchedness, may receive from you, the God of all mercy, perfect remission and forgiveness; through Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we seek God's amazing love and mercy in these days of Lent, as we reflect and confess our sins before him.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2010/02/thoughts-on-lent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-3385827813128325361</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-25T10:47:35.059-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Christmas Prayer</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwcw-vqJeBjaiFLV8bOu_-a2HhSj2wWOQcmLQAAnbkxZl4jG5xHagOnL6Ga_JJptRA68Y0OuLJp93xA0oQFVmefVAVTSeLOBeIz1QG3FI1I6NBS4Gpyeb5BhvTFbRhqTAWiY_02-m0BbI/s1600-h/NativityLogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwcw-vqJeBjaiFLV8bOu_-a2HhSj2wWOQcmLQAAnbkxZl4jG5xHagOnL6Ga_JJptRA68Y0OuLJp93xA0oQFVmefVAVTSeLOBeIz1QG3FI1I6NBS4Gpyeb5BhvTFbRhqTAWiY_02-m0BbI/s320/NativityLogo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419247117313000082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God, you have given your only begotten Son to take our nature upon him, and to be born this day of a pure virgin: Grant that I, who have been born again and made your child by adoption and grace, may daily be renewed by your Holy Spirit; through my Lord Jesus Christ, to whom with you and the same Spirit be honour and glory, now and forever. Amen.</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-prayer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwcw-vqJeBjaiFLV8bOu_-a2HhSj2wWOQcmLQAAnbkxZl4jG5xHagOnL6Ga_JJptRA68Y0OuLJp93xA0oQFVmefVAVTSeLOBeIz1QG3FI1I6NBS4Gpyeb5BhvTFbRhqTAWiY_02-m0BbI/s72-c/NativityLogo.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2973961366950908319.post-5243606117445110520</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T21:57:31.993-08:00</atom:updated><title>life changes</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnyuN00BMDnz_2QYBL-PImwHsSH0vO_bN7IG7Ahf5CpfJ0xKCn81SG6z9xKtPpwzdRqHSXDS7VIK8vDGoODuMzszB6w1QQbLQ4Cyoc4nOzPv0IgyQ-tINay7wmKlJitpJVdB1rQR6fxw5/s1600-h/transformation-and-change.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnyuN00BMDnz_2QYBL-PImwHsSH0vO_bN7IG7Ahf5CpfJ0xKCn81SG6z9xKtPpwzdRqHSXDS7VIK8vDGoODuMzszB6w1QQbLQ4Cyoc4nOzPv0IgyQ-tINay7wmKlJitpJVdB1rQR6fxw5/s320/transformation-and-change.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402350058898513314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this past year or two there have been a lot of "life changes" for me...moving to a new place, new job, ordination, engaged, married...and now another change is taking place - we're expecting a baby! Our mini Morgan is about 13 weeks along, and we're excited to meet him/her in the middle of May next year. This life change came along a little sooner than we planned, but my mom says it's perfect timing, and we surely trust God's plans as well! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting used to the idea of what my body is up to these days and have actually been feeling quite well, thankfully. The midday naps are always a welcomed addition to my day whenever possible! This past week we heard the baby's heart beat for the first time which was quite exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are grateful for God's guidance and blessing in our lives and trust that we will be good caretakers of all he's entrusted to us. May we also continually be changed and transformed to be more like Him!</description><link>http://jens-reflections.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-changes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jen)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCnyuN00BMDnz_2QYBL-PImwHsSH0vO_bN7IG7Ahf5CpfJ0xKCn81SG6z9xKtPpwzdRqHSXDS7VIK8vDGoODuMzszB6w1QQbLQ4Cyoc4nOzPv0IgyQ-tINay7wmKlJitpJVdB1rQR6fxw5/s72-c/transformation-and-change.png" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>