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height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgSg8iQRgho/T0Zj0r3QCKI/AAAAAAAABwU/SC1vYO6Jw5Q/s400/DSC02232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712362934144862370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had so much to write about and no time to do it! I have often said that we try to "live by" Jim Elliot's quote, "Wherever you are, be all there"...and, in order to do that, blogging has had to take a backseat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a farewell party thrown for us on Sunday and there are not words to describe how it blessed our hearts. I'll still try to come up with words :)...but I wanted to be able to really sit and think as I share about that special day...and that is going to require something I don't have a lot of right now..time!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did want to take a moment to share what Bryan shared with the kids around our dining room table this morning as they headed off for their last day at "Langley Christian Academy". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He read from Ecclesiastes 3 about there being a "time for every purpose under Heaven". I loved what he said....he said that, today, the kids needed to remember that the reason that they were having to say "good-bye" is because God had allowed them to say "hello" in the first place. Though there is sadness in the good-bye, there also should be great thankfulness that He allowed us to say hello to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but think that the truth he shared extends to all our relationships and the sweet friendships He allowed us to say "hello" to, two years ago. There is room for tears, and there has already been and will be more...but there is also room for sweet thanksgiving over the friendships that He gave us in this season of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He closed with Ecclesiastes 3:14:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I know that all God does will last forever; there is no adding to it or taking from it. God works so people will be in awe of Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all stand in awe of God today as we rejoice in the plans that He laid out for us before the foundations of the world were put in place. All that God does is for our good and for His glory and, in that, there is much hope, joy, and peace!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVwKhoEQMEE/T0ZlgiOBEdI/AAAAAAAABwg/_cnTjvoXvMI/s1600/DSC02231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVwKhoEQMEE/T0ZlgiOBEdI/AAAAAAAABwg/_cnTjvoXvMI/s400/DSC02231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5712364786981867986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-5863928787080223573?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5863928787080223573/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=5863928787080223573" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5863928787080223573?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5863928787080223573?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-for-every-purpose-under-heaven.html" title="A Time For Every Purpose Under Heaven" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgSg8iQRgho/T0Zj0r3QCKI/AAAAAAAABwU/SC1vYO6Jw5Q/s72-c/DSC02232.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQCQX0yeyp7ImA9WhRaFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-4942680599462018649</id><published>2012-02-16T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T16:26:00.393-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-16T16:26:00.393-08:00</app:edited><title>Living a Dream</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHyeWWaQ-VU/Tz2dpKHFZxI/AAAAAAAABwE/dNbzRC3iC0w/s1600/DSC02713.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/-pHyeWWaQ-VU/Tz2dpKHFZxI/AAAAAAAABwE/dNbzRC3iC0w/s400/DSC02713.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709893232989923090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace's two favorite things are babies and horses. She often dreams that we adopt babies or that I am pregnant with another baby...but I am quick to let her know that those are dreams that are not going to come true.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, she did have a bit of a dream come true, though. She had a hour horse riding lesson (for her birthday). And it was an extra special gift because she was the only student that was there, so she had a one on one with the trainer the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was glowing! She loved her time riding the horse (after she brushed it down first!). In fact, the trainer said that she has never had such a fast learner before. Grace was trotting with her horse, Sunshine, by the end of the hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was not able to take any pictures of her in the riding ring...so, brushing it is!:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B9eX_sIkloA/Tz2dawKJdiI/AAAAAAAABv4/68YPoxri0qc/s1600/DSC02716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B9eX_sIkloA/Tz2dawKJdiI/AAAAAAAABv4/68YPoxri0qc/s400/DSC02716.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709892985505281570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JcruedJowHc/Tz2dKw6EpnI/AAAAAAAABvs/Glk85-Obi-s/s1600/DSC02719.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/-JcruedJowHc/Tz2dKw6EpnI/AAAAAAAABvs/Glk85-Obi-s/s400/DSC02719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709892710828385906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jiRf9K054w/Tz2dKJclHfI/AAAAAAAABvg/TAo4LMtxulk/s1600/DSC02721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jiRf9K054w/Tz2dKJclHfI/AAAAAAAABvg/TAo4LMtxulk/s400/DSC02721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709892700235701746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jWg7qqfLghY/Tz2dJwl6c8I/AAAAAAAABvU/OzfrvFwxOZ8/s1600/DSC02723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jWg7qqfLghY/Tz2dJwl6c8I/AAAAAAAABvU/OzfrvFwxOZ8/s400/DSC02723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709892693563962306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace is now asking for more riding lessons and a horse of her own...and I have gone in search of a money tree!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-4942680599462018649?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4942680599462018649/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=4942680599462018649" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4942680599462018649?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4942680599462018649?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/02/living-dream.html" title="Living a Dream" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHyeWWaQ-VU/Tz2dpKHFZxI/AAAAAAAABwE/dNbzRC3iC0w/s72-c/DSC02713.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcNQHk6eyp7ImA9WhRaEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-501715924271677152</id><published>2012-02-14T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T19:21:31.713-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-14T19:21:31.713-08:00</app:edited><title>Valentine's Day and Seeds</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQPjXdm4gUI/TzskcRpgW1I/AAAAAAAABvI/oVdwdKeb3i4/s1600/seeds"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQPjXdm4gUI/TzskcRpgW1I/AAAAAAAABvI/oVdwdKeb3i4/s320/seeds" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709197020814662482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any "Seeds" CD's (and, if you don't...time to find out about them!:)) you'll be excited to hear that they just released a new CD today called "PURITY". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what they are saying about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We’re so glad you’re interested in Purity – the new album from Seeds Family Worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can purchase a download of the whole album &lt;a href="http://seedsfamilyworship.bandcamp.com/album/purity-seeds-youth"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Purity album is comprised of scripture about purity set to song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope and a Future – Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;Do Not Awaken Love – Song of Solomon 8:4&lt;br /&gt;Your Word – Psalm 119:105&lt;br /&gt;Keep Your Heart – Proverbs 4:23&lt;br /&gt;Not Your Own – I Corinthians 6:18-20&lt;br /&gt;Bad Company – I Corinthians 15:33-34&lt;br /&gt;He Humbled Himself – Philippians 2:3-5,8&lt;br /&gt;Preeminent – Colossians 1:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purity is the first album in Seeds’ youth division and seventh album from Seeds–bringing the total to 79 portions of scripture set to music. This album was created in conjunction with FamilyLife and will be part of their Passport2Purity Curriculum in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeds music has been a sweet blessing to our family for many years....what a gift it is to have such great music to help us hide God's Word in our hearts! And, on Valentine's Day...a day full of "hearts"...what a great time to be thinking about ways to become more like a woman or man after God's own heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-501715924271677152?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/501715924271677152/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=501715924271677152" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/501715924271677152?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/501715924271677152?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-day-and-seeds.html" title="Valentine's Day and Seeds" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pQPjXdm4gUI/TzskcRpgW1I/AAAAAAAABvI/oVdwdKeb3i4/s72-c/seeds" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQFSXo5cCp7ImA9WhRaEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-308172260209495560</id><published>2012-02-13T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T13:25:18.428-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-13T13:25:18.428-08:00</app:edited><title>You have the words of eternal life</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3iFnfRCxeY/Tzl_sop4z9I/AAAAAAAABuw/g3H2_lNEoHo/s1600/footsteps"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3iFnfRCxeY/Tzl_sop4z9I/AAAAAAAABuw/g3H2_lNEoHo/s200/footsteps" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708734407472893906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came a time when many of those who "followed" Jesus turned back. Jesus asked the 12 if they wanted to go away, as well. Peter's response in John 6:68-69 is just beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life, and we have believed and have come to know, that You are the Holy One of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of the words of David in Psalm 73:25:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times my heart echoes the words of Peter and David...but there are also times that my heart forgets and desires my own desires, my own plan, my own words. And then I go after those things and wonder why I get discouraged, frustrated, and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I committed the two evils that God was appalled and shocked by when the Israelites committed them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"...they have forsaken Me, the fountain of living waters, and hewed out cisterns for themselves, broken cisterns that can hold no water."  Jeremiah 2:13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing satisfies apart from Jesus. Only in His presence is there fullness of joy. Only in Him does hope not disappoint. He alone has the Words of eternal life, the Words that do not return void, the Words that pierce to the core of my heart. Only in Him is my soul revived by living water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many verses...many words of eternal life...that have revived our hearts, filled us with joy, comforted our sadness, and given us hope. Thought they might encourage you, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Who has spoken and it came to pass unless the Lord has commanded it?" Lam. 3:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord will fight for you, you have only to be silent." Exodus 14:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is good that one should wait quietly for the salvation of the Lord." Lam. 3:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light do we see light." Psalm 36:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is my portion, says my soul. Therefore I will hope in Him." Lam 3:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are whole chapters and books that have renewed and strengthened our hearts and minds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jonah&lt;br /&gt;Acts 14&lt;br /&gt;Philippians &lt;br /&gt;1 Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord that no matter where He may take any of us (in a physical sense), our hearts and minds never have to wonder where to go....the answer will always be the same every time...straight into the arms of Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-308172260209495560?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/308172260209495560/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=308172260209495560" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/308172260209495560?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/308172260209495560?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-have-words-of-eternal-life.html" title="You have the words of eternal life" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3iFnfRCxeY/Tzl_sop4z9I/AAAAAAAABuw/g3H2_lNEoHo/s72-c/footsteps" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIARXg-eSp7ImA9WhRbFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-1243705834619487647</id><published>2012-02-05T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T22:42:24.651-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-05T22:42:24.651-08:00</app:edited><title>Packing=Advancing the Gospel?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPnAPGaTL7w/Ty92QLrmR1I/AAAAAAAABuk/lS7cl8FVKHE/s1600/DSC02698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPnAPGaTL7w/Ty92QLrmR1I/AAAAAAAABuk/lS7cl8FVKHE/s400/DSC02698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705909273287346002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask us how we are holding up and it has been a blessing to be able to honestly say that we are truly doing well. God's "peace that passes understanding" is very much "guarding our hearts and our minds" though many things seem a bit uncertain. We have a sweet hope in the God who always keeps His promises. God has encouraged our hearts greatly through the care and concern of others and the ways that He has used them to meet physical, emotional, and spiritual needs. And, His Word is living and has kept certain places of our hearts from going into hibernation or wanting to give up all together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, there are still days, hours, and moments of having to preach truth into our hearts, having to cry out for joy, repent for putting our hope in the wrong places, plead for peace, and renew our mind with God's promises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those moments of crying out come quickly when I am packing. In fact, the last couple of days, I have been struggling to find one good thing about packing. There are more steps in our packing then there is in most of my recipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-first, sort through items and put into three piles: keep, throw away, or give away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-decide who the "give away items" should go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-figure out what items we will need to keep and take with us to my parents and what items can be packed for storage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-find the appropriate boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fill it with the items we are keeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get up and go find something to wrap the breakable items with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tape and label the box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-repeat process over and over and over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....sounds like I am complaining, huh? Well, I was. And then God's Word convicted my  heart. Here is what I read in Philippians 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I want you to know, brothers, that what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel...and in that I rejoice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul said that while he was IN PRISON! How could he rejoice? Because his goal in life was that the gospel would go forth. If it meant he had to be in prison for that to take place, then he would joyfully stay in that prison cell. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for His own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light."&lt;/span&gt; (I Peter 2:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was convicted...because if God has seen fit that the best way I can "proclaim His excellencies" and "advance the gospel" is by packing boxes then I want to rejoice. If Paul can rejoice in a prison cell, I can certainly rejoice, through the Spirit, in my mountain of boxes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-1243705834619487647?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1243705834619487647/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=1243705834619487647" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/1243705834619487647?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/1243705834619487647?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/02/packingadvancing-gospel.html" title="Packing=Advancing the Gospel?" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PPnAPGaTL7w/Ty92QLrmR1I/AAAAAAAABuk/lS7cl8FVKHE/s72-c/DSC02698.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYNRXY-eyp7ImA9WhRbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-3013973566723032099</id><published>2012-01-31T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T09:49:54.853-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T09:49:54.853-08:00</app:edited><title>Happy Birthday, Beloved!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hl_6IS8ROgg/TygpTDDu23I/AAAAAAAABuY/YVMiZZHwJeo/s1600/DSC02467.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/-hl_6IS8ROgg/TygpTDDu23I/AAAAAAAABuY/YVMiZZHwJeo/s400/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703854335279946610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent the past week fighting the flu bug (think fever, not stomach!) and God saw fit to give it to Bryan over the weekend which spilled into Monday and now Tuesday, his birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all excited to make him a big dinner with a turkey I got back at Christmas for spending too much money at the grocery store :)...but I have a feeling it's all gonna taste like mashed potatoes to him! Poor guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes "happy" isn't always how you are going to feel on your birthday, huh?!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, as Bryan's wife, today is a very happy day for me. It's one more year God has given me the sweet gift of being married to Bryan. One more year of loving, learning, crying, laughing, holding, cherishing, talking, snuggling, parenting, living....with Bryan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms says that all of our days are numbered before even one of them came to be. I know that each day is a gift and that tomorrow is not promised...but I am prone to forget. Prone to let one day give way to the next, forgetting to thank God for those that are most dear to me and to see each day for just how special it is. Birthdays often bring much reflection with it which leads to much thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, when it comes to Bryan, I don't have to reflect too much on one day because I do a lot of reflecting throughout the year!:) How could I not when he is my other half? When God said the two become one, He couldn't have given a more beautiful picture. I can't imagine my life without Bryan because without him I don't feel complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of January, R.C. Sproul Jr. shared some precious thoughts through his &lt;a href="http://www.ligonier.org/blog/my-better-half/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; on the death of his wife. What he shared about the "one flesh" relationship was beautifully true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The Bible says that husbands and wives are one flesh. Christian marriage pundits turn this too into “Be nice to each other.” That is, we are told about the importance of open communication. We are encouraged to be as concerned for our spouse as we are for ourselves. We, in rephrasing what God has said so that we might understand it, end up further from the truth. We are not commanded to live as if we were one flesh. Instead we are told that such is the actual truth. The one-flesh reality means that I haven’t just lost the love of my life, but half of me. How could I recognize me, when I am now only half the man I once was? It isn’t quite accurate to say that when she drew her last breath a part of me died. Instead, half of me died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news, however, is the same. Half of me has died, and is with Jesus. Half of me has no melancholy, but only joy. Half of me cries no more. Half of me sins no more. Half of me loves me, and the children, with a perfect love. Mourning, over the coming weeks and months, will move to dancing, as this half of me begins to more deeply believe the blessings I have in my better half."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, my better half. I pray God gives us many more years of "dancing in the minefields" together! I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-3013973566723032099?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3013973566723032099/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=3013973566723032099" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3013973566723032099?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3013973566723032099?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-beloved.html" title="Happy Birthday, Beloved!" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hl_6IS8ROgg/TygpTDDu23I/AAAAAAAABuY/YVMiZZHwJeo/s72-c/DSC02467.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQMRXY9eip7ImA9WhRUFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-5980633815874835660</id><published>2012-01-24T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:46:24.862-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T11:46:24.862-08:00</app:edited><title>Ordinary</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyl50GAYVfk/Tx8KWuJxxDI/AAAAAAAABuE/IzUZkk5TeKM/s1600/clay%2Bpot"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyl50GAYVfk/Tx8KWuJxxDI/AAAAAAAABuE/IzUZkk5TeKM/s200/clay%2Bpot" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701287038736778290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary....I think that is how most of us moms would describe our days and the hours that fill up our days. Tim Challies shared a great article last week about &lt;a href="http://www.challies.com/christian-living/on-doing-ordinary-things"&gt;"ordinary sermons"&lt;/a&gt;. Last year I listened to a great message by CJ Mahaney about &lt;a href="http://t4g.org/media/2010/04/ordinary-pastors-session-ix/"&gt;"ordinary pastors"&lt;/a&gt;. Almost every week I read about, hear about, or think about how to glorify God in the midst of the ordinary of everyday life: dishes, laundry, school, dinners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, sometimes, I find myself wishing for more. What that "more" might look like, I truly have no idea...but I can point out people who seem to have it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He must increase, but I must decrease". Seems to me, John the Baptist had it right. He didn't crave for more. In fact, he wanted less. He desired ordinary so that Jesus could be seen for Who He is...extraordinary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We have this treasure in jars of clay, to show that the surpassing power belongs to God and not to us."  2 Corinthians 4:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jar of clay was as ordinary as a jar comes in those days. It was all about what was put into the jar that made it of any value. Jesus is the beauty that shines in the ordinary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong."   2 Corinthians 12:9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul is exhorting us to be content with weaknesses and to boast in the ordinary...because, in doing so, we are putting the power of God on display in our lives. When we live "ordinary lives", what stands out is not our exceptional speaking ability, our beautiful home, our winsome personality, or our culinary expertise. What stands out is God's grace in the midst of our sin, God's peace in the midst of a painful trial, God's hope when the future looks dark, God's joy instead of complaint at the unfair, and God's faithfulness when others have failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, may we boast in the ordinary so that we may exalt the God Who is extraordinary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-5980633815874835660?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5980633815874835660/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=5980633815874835660" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5980633815874835660?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5980633815874835660?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/ordinary.html" title="Ordinary" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyl50GAYVfk/Tx8KWuJxxDI/AAAAAAAABuE/IzUZkk5TeKM/s72-c/clay%2Bpot" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcCSHY-eyp7ImA9WhRVGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-7741269545863619538</id><published>2012-01-17T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T21:54:29.853-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-17T21:54:29.853-08:00</app:edited><title>Loose Ends</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gJZzvAK_pA/TxZeitXCt5I/AAAAAAAABt4/7eVEFwWEld8/s1600/loose%2Bends"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gJZzvAK_pA/TxZeitXCt5I/AAAAAAAABt4/7eVEFwWEld8/s200/loose%2Bends" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698846328868747154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Therefore, preparing your minds for action, and being sober-minded, set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ."&lt;br /&gt;                                                           I Peter 1:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the first time in 8 years I am not doing a read through the Bible program. I felt like the Lord was telling me to slow down and dig deep into &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;book of the Bible instead of all 66. Actually, Lord willing, I'll get through 12 books this year (using a study guide for each book). I started with 1 Peter and I am already amazed at how I can read the same chapters over and over and they come alive each and every time! I guess I shouldn't be amazed...God did say that His Word is "living and active", didn't He?!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love 1 Peter 1:13. It really made me think! I know just how important my mind is...I know how quickly my thoughts can lead the rest of me astray when I don't take them captive and renew them with the Word of God. But I was intrigued by what Peter meant when he said to "prepare your mind for action". The footnotes in my MacArthur Study Bible were so helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Some translations render this, "Gird up the loins of your mind" - the ancient practice of gathering up one's robes when needing to move in a hurry; here, it is metaphorically applied to one's thought process. The meaning is to pull in all the loose ends of one's thinking, by rejecting the hindrances of the world and focusing on the future grace of God (cf. Eph. 6:14; Col. 3:2). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great word picture for me. I know that God is sovereign. I know that He rules and reigns over ever detail of my day. I know that He will accomplish all the He purposes to do...for my good and His glory. I know that He uses pain to sanctify me. He is awesome. Yet, I often have "loose ends" dangling about me. Loose ends of fear, worry, doubt, complaint, questioning...When will Bryan get another job? How long will it take? What if it takes a long time? I'm sick of packing boxes! Why is this part of Your plan for us God? This doesn't seem fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I trip over those loose ends and the only action I am good for is rolling around on the floor!:) What do I do with all those "loose ends"? I grab them all together and cut them off with the scissors of "hope". God says to "set (my) hope fully on the grace that will be brought to (me) at the revelation of Jesus Christ". And with those loose ends gone, I am able to properly prepare my mind for action...for the battles that rage each and every day...for walking in sweet, beautiful hope! And if, for even one minute, I stop thinking sober-minded and start thinking that my "loose ends" are too "important" to cut off, I have only to read Romans 5:1-5 and I can't help but "throw aside every weight and the sin which so easily entangles"(Heb. 12:1)...those loose ends...and run the race marked out for me...in hope, in joy,and in love with Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and, if you just found yourself starting to sing those verses as you read them, it might be because you listen to &lt;a href="http://www.seedsfamilyworship.net/"&gt;"Seeds Family Worship"&lt;/a&gt;...these verses are on their latest album :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-7741269545863619538?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7741269545863619538/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=7741269545863619538" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7741269545863619538?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7741269545863619538?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/loose-ends.html" title="Loose Ends" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9gJZzvAK_pA/TxZeitXCt5I/AAAAAAAABt4/7eVEFwWEld8/s72-c/loose%2Bends" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04GSH8zfCp7ImA9WhRVFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-1760020726063413854</id><published>2012-01-14T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:25:29.184-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-15T00:25:29.184-08:00</app:edited><title>A Birthday Gift From God!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTlp4xEieq4/TxKNRsMZO8I/AAAAAAAABto/IYEYD1sZUew/s1600/DSC02659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTlp4xEieq4/TxKNRsMZO8I/AAAAAAAABto/IYEYD1sZUew/s400/DSC02659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697771813637536706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our daughter Faith turned 9 years old! There was much about this day that she already knew about or had planned in advance. Here is an example of her planning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she asked me, "Mom are you going to decorate the house for my birthday after I go to bed or are you going to send me to my room sometime on my birthday so you can decorate?" :) That was my dear daughter giving me a not so subtle hint that she wanted decorations! She also gave her brothers and sister a not so subtle hint when she, point blank, asked them yesterday when they were going to make her birthday card!!!:) If you know Faith at all, you know that sounds just like her!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wo-SzQkbB0U/TxKNBwWBWnI/AAAAAAAABtg/l4rI18NCVGc/s1600/DSC02649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wo-SzQkbB0U/TxKNBwWBWnI/AAAAAAAABtg/l4rI18NCVGc/s400/DSC02649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697771539873749618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was also something that none of us could have planned and that only God could give....SNOW! My heart woke up praising the Lord when I saw that the snow that had started to fall the night before was still there...all 3 inches of it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ros1FuiiDhU/TxKMT7wlUfI/AAAAAAAABs4/7ADJslthSB4/s1600/DSC02634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ros1FuiiDhU/TxKMT7wlUfI/AAAAAAAABs4/7ADJslthSB4/s400/DSC02634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697770752663966194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9Eqw-tDT0w/TxKMwkyPLXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/VxqVYKjA3Bo/s1600/DSC02631.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/-R9Eqw-tDT0w/TxKMwkyPLXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/VxqVYKjA3Bo/s400/DSC02631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697771244713094514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfwChGzLLig/TxKMwGDPjYI/AAAAAAAABtE/J1eo1RiWt0w/s1600/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfwChGzLLig/TxKMwGDPjYI/AAAAAAAABtE/J1eo1RiWt0w/s400/DSC02635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697771236462923138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a fun morning playing in and with the snow and we had an interesting experience at the movies in the afternoon!:) We thought it would be fun, in honor of Faith's birthday, to take everyone (including Uncle Paul and his girlfriend Sarah that came to visit!) to our little downtown movie theater to see "The Muppets". We bought our $3.50 movie tickets (gotta love buying in bulk!) and sat down for the show. Half way through the movie (which is shaping up to be a real winner!!) the screen went blank... I guess the reel of film didn't "reel" so well and the rest is history. The blessing: we left the theater with two free tickets per person. And, being on the tight budget that we are right now, that seemed like a pretty good deal in the end!:) I guess we'll be heading back to Clova Cinemas for "round two" this week. We have to know what happens to the muppets!:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJYDBAh93QI/TxKLMOm63uI/AAAAAAAABsI/L0f8x2wVdIc/s1600/DSC02638.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/-XJYDBAh93QI/TxKLMOm63uI/AAAAAAAABsI/L0f8x2wVdIc/s400/DSC02638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697769520773127906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g27PDZmGyts/TxKK1YNDE6I/AAAAAAAABsA/WcZ8ACs-ZaM/s1600/DSC02658.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/-g27PDZmGyts/TxKK1YNDE6I/AAAAAAAABsA/WcZ8ACs-ZaM/s400/DSC02658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697769128211977122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3i83BOiJ8HU/TxKK06KdcyI/AAAAAAAABrw/oKEJatXtYME/s1600/DSC02673.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/-3i83BOiJ8HU/TxKK06KdcyI/AAAAAAAABrw/oKEJatXtYME/s400/DSC02673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697769120148058914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the evening with a very special meal of steak (thanks to some friends who gave us part of a cow!) and a very fun birthday cake. My sister-in-law made this Rainbow Birthday Cake for my niece a couple of years ago and I knew that it was the perfect cake for Faith and her bright personality!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bko6rpF1UAo/TxKL3aBQQNI/AAAAAAAABss/pATZGfuVNv8/s1600/DSC02614.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/-Bko6rpF1UAo/TxKL3aBQQNI/AAAAAAAABss/pATZGfuVNv8/s400/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697770262570746066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dF0pSnuBZCI/TxKL20uHPII/AAAAAAAABsg/Wbgb-y_d5-c/s1600/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dF0pSnuBZCI/TxKL20uHPII/AAAAAAAABsg/Wbgb-y_d5-c/s400/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697770252558351490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Faith, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One phrase pops into my head immediately when I think about you. You are "full of life and live life to the fullest". Whatever you set your mind to do, you do it with flare! I think of all the pictures I have of you (even when you were a toddler) trying on clothes, hats, sunglasses, bracelets, purses...you always have a pose for each one....an arm in the air, you head tilted to the side, with a twinkle of mischief on your face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a character! And you love to play the part of other characters. Just last week I heard an "English accent" coming from the back of the Suburban and, sure enough, it was you!:) Your love for "Anne of Green Gables" has put many "dramatic" moments and sayings into your head and, therefore, into our home. And your love for reading has given you a vast knowledge of words through which you create the most amazing sentences. I can easily forget that I am talking to a 3rd grader! Of course, there are times that your use of words creates some very hysterical speech...and we all get to laugh...not at you, but with you. The Bible says that "a joyful heart is good medicine". You are very good medicine in the Pichura home my sweet, funny Faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, many people say that you and I are alike, not just in the way we look but the way we act. I think they might be right.:) But that also means that we have a lot of the same strengths and weaknesses. Our struggle with sin might be along the same lines. As a result, I am thankful to know how better to shepherd you, pray for you, and encourage you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can both be pretty selfish. We have desires that we want accomplished and can lose sight of others as we seek to accomplish them. And, we can also lose sight of loving and serving Jesus above all. When we do that, we sin against Jesus and hurt those around us. BUT, when we "walk by the Spirit" it can be a beautiful thing, too! When we put all our passion and desires into loving Jesus, it overflows into loving others and focusing on serving others. The joy that Jesus puts in our hearts and the excitement for life that comes from Him is a very contagious gift that we can spread to those around us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Bug, I pray that you would walk by your name...that you would walk by faith in Jesus Christ all the days of your life. Hebrews says that faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.  Every day of your life you are taking one step after another and you will never fully know what that next step looks like until after you have taken it. Why? Because God's ways are not our ways. Your daddy and I have learned that well over the last 9 years of your life and even before that. Sometimes it can be scary not knowing what God is doing. But, it's only scary if you don't walk by faith. Because, if you are walking in faith (which is a gift from God) then you have hope. Hope in Who God is, hope in that He always keeps His promises, hope in that He never lies and always does what is best for you. And God says that that hope will NEVER disappoint you because He has poured His love into our hearts through the Holy Spirit. God loves you. You never have anything to be afraid of...ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will put your faith in Him...because you will find that He is FAITHful...so very faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Daddy and I love you so very much. We are so thankful that God entrusted you to us. We look forward with excitement this year at the plans God has for you and the laughter that will fill our home because you are in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love, &lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4G39gkGDaFs/TxKLfqc2viI/AAAAAAAABsU/iEH2-yeNI6c/s1600/DSC02627.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/-4G39gkGDaFs/TxKLfqc2viI/AAAAAAAABsU/iEH2-yeNI6c/s400/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697769854664621602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-1760020726063413854?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/1760020726063413854/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=1760020726063413854" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/1760020726063413854?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/1760020726063413854?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-gift-from-god.html" title="A Birthday Gift From God!" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTlp4xEieq4/TxKNRsMZO8I/AAAAAAAABto/IYEYD1sZUew/s72-c/DSC02659.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQFQno-cSp7ImA9WhRVFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-2593837284028311562</id><published>2012-01-13T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:11:53.459-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T15:11:53.459-08:00</app:edited><title>Search and Inquire Carefully</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnQfz5hEruk/TxC6HoQ186I/AAAAAAAABrk/1wJvd-qEz7Q/s1600/magnify"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnQfz5hEruk/TxC6HoQ186I/AAAAAAAABrk/1wJvd-qEz7Q/s200/magnify" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697258168853590946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am studying 1 Peter and have been so blessed by the beautiful truths about our salvation, suffering, and the hope that we have in Christ! I am so thankful that His Word is living and active...that it pierces my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 1:10-12:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Concerning this salvation, the prophets who prophesied about the grace that was to be yours searched and inquired carefully, inquiring what person or time the Spirit of Christ in them was indicating when he predicted the sufferings of Christ and the subsequent glories. It was revealed to them that they were serving not themselves but you, in the things that have now been announced to you through those who preached the good news to you by the Holy Spirit sent from heaven, things into which angels long to look." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a passage that pierced my heart and brought conviction. Prophets searched and inquired carefully over the Words of God as they yearned for, looked for, and sought to understand the salvation of God, through faith, in the promised coming of the Messiah. Their ministry would find it's fulfillment in the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They saw in part, yet we see, in many ways, the full glorious picture of God's redeeming work in the Bible! And that is where the conviction comes in. How often do I take for granted the "Words of Life"?  How often do I forsake meditating, studying, and searching carefully in His Word because my life is consumed with the things that are temporal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a bit bold to say, but I can't help but wondering if some of our apathy comes from not having a good grasp of Who God is...not knowing Him as we ought...and what we don't know we often don't get excited about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prophets looked forward with anticipation, recognizing that much of what they proclaimed would be fulfilled after their death...truths that even the angels desired to look into. They served &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt; in their careful study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cry of my heart is to have the same mindset...to love God with all my heart and, as a result, to love His Word and study it carefully. And through that love and that study, I might serve others as I encourage them with the Word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-2593837284028311562?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/2593837284028311562/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=2593837284028311562" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/2593837284028311562?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/2593837284028311562?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/search-and-inquire-carefully.html" title="Search and Inquire Carefully" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnQfz5hEruk/TxC6HoQ186I/AAAAAAAABrk/1wJvd-qEz7Q/s72-c/magnify" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YFRnc_cCp7ImA9WhRVEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-6886149266898698750</id><published>2012-01-08T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:45:17.948-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-08T23:45:17.948-08:00</app:edited><title>All Roads Lead To The Cross</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LpXmasUJ9QU/TwqaVJTKqOI/AAAAAAAABrY/mICjuEkZ0jU/s1600/cross"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LpXmasUJ9QU/TwqaVJTKqOI/AAAAAAAABrY/mICjuEkZ0jU/s200/cross" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695534366827653346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan had the blessing of serving communion at the church we are fellowshipping at, and he shared something that had me pondering well beyond the end of the service. He talked about the fact that, when someone get's lost in the "wilderness" one thing they can do as they try to find their way out is to go to the highest point to try to get a "lay of the land" and see where they are in relation to everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as a believer, as we look at the "lay of the land" in history, in the world, and in our own lives we will see that all roads lead to the cross. All roads find completion in the Savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had me confessing and repenting as I sat in the seat...because I realized that, many times, all the roads in my life do not lead to the cross. Some of my roads lead straight back to me...to my goals, my desires, my plans, my glory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was convicted about the many "roads" I take each day...and yet take them with no thought to the gospel. How many times do I wash dishes and never contemplate how to glorify God in doing them? How many times to I clean my home in a way that makes the  gospel shine bright...not just my floors? How many times does anger flare up in my own heart to a situation, or at my kids or husband when it doesn't go my way? My roads often lead back to me instead of to the cross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What joy there is in repenting! What joy there is in walking anew! What joy there is in fixing our eyes on the cross...the only perspective in life that is truly real! And, what joy there is in the encouragement of God's Word and the words of fellow believers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading &lt;a href="http://jamesandkimiko.blogspot.com/2012/01/cleaningchores-schedule.html"&gt;Kimiko's&lt;/a&gt; (my sister-in-law)blog tonight and the article she linked to could not have been more suited for my ponderings today! It was a sweet gift from God...and I thought you might like to "unwrap" and read it, too! It was posted on the &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/gospel-saturated-dish-washing-and-diaper-changing#.TwlCENyT_Ow.facebook"&gt;"Desiring God Blog"&lt;/a&gt; back in November:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gospel-Saturated Dish-Washing and Diaper-Changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by David Mathis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his new book,Gospel Wakefulness, Jared Wilson talks about how all of life is relevant for mission. From drinking coffee to changing diapers, from cutting the grass to washing dishes — all of life can be lived to the glory of God by those who have been awakened to the gospel of our exhaustively sovereign Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    One of the attendant aims of missional evangelicalism is to challenge the compartmentalizing of the Christian faith that we see within the Western church. We are fantastic at itemizing our schedules, and even if we don't assign God a very large bracket, we are constantly remorseful that we "haven't made much time for him." While such compartmentalizing — as if "time with God" can or should be hermetically sealed off from everything else — is a natural symptom of our culture and environment, it also reflects a bad theology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The truth is, the day does not belong to us. It is not our day to do with as we please. We serve a sovereign God. He created the end from the beginning, knows our future exhaustively, and is firmly in control. He made our days and they belong to him. As such, isn't it a bit arrogant to begin with the idea that each day is ours and then worry about fitting God in? Instead, we should work at the humble awe of knowing all of our moments, every millisecond, waking or sleeping, are perfectly accounted for within the economy of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Let us stake the flag of Christ's kingdom into the soil of our first waking moment. Drink your coffee when you get up, of course, but drink it to the glory of God. Then carry on in this way all day, no matter the task, be it menial or notable, so that each day may be a living prayer that God's will will be done on earth as it is in heaven. This is what it means to live a gospel-saturated life: it means being so conscious of the greatness of the gospel that changing diapers or cutting the grass is as much an act of worship as singing a praise chorus in a church service….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jesus Christ is Lord over my heart, and he is Lord over my hands, and he is Lord over what I do with these hands, and he is Lord over what I say in my heart while I'm doing it. In submitting to the lordship of Christ, then, I do not treat washing dishes as wasting time I could be spending doing something "meaningful," but rather as a service to those who eat in my home, as a service to those who would have to wash the dishes if I did not, and as an offering of thanksgiving to God that I have food to eat, dishes to eat it on, and running water inside my home to clean with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To paraphrase C. S. Lewis, there is not a square inch of our lives that is not claimed by God and counterclaimed by ourselves. If we believe God is sovereign, however, we will see all of life as mission and be led to submit the square inches we otherwise hold so tightly to the Maker of inches and hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-6886149266898698750?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6886149266898698750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=6886149266898698750" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6886149266898698750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6886149266898698750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-roads-lead-to-cross.html" title="All Roads Lead To The Cross" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LpXmasUJ9QU/TwqaVJTKqOI/AAAAAAAABrY/mICjuEkZ0jU/s72-c/cross" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcFRnk8fip7ImA9WhRWFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-6664048076163685151</id><published>2012-01-03T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:36:57.776-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-03T12:36:57.776-08:00</app:edited><title>It's been 14 years!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixsdjM0Y0GE/TwNm31lcsXI/AAAAAAAABrM/6ZnjI-rAvxQ/s1600/wedding"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixsdjM0Y0GE/TwNm31lcsXI/AAAAAAAABrM/6ZnjI-rAvxQ/s200/wedding" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693507463389426034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Bryan and I celebrate our 14th Anniversary as husband and wife. In fact, 14 years ago to the minute I was standing hand in hand with Bryan in the midst of our wedding ceremony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had told me on the day of our wedding that, a decade later, I would love Bryan more than I did at that very moment...I might have strongly disagreed with you. I didn't think it was possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the grace of God, it's not only possible, but it has been a precious reality for us. As God continues to sanctify us and grow us in our love for Him, through His great mercy, it overflows into a deeper, sweeter love for each other. It is a beautiful mystery. The more we abide in Christ...the sweeter the fruit in all the other areas of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of our 14 years, I thought I would list 14 articles/quotes/writings that I have posted on my blog in the last couple of years that have enriched our marriage and encouraged our hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2009/04/pulling-weeds.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"She asks not how her behavior may please a stranger or how another's judgment may approve her conduct; let her beloved be content and she is glad." Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and some thoughts on the priority of truly listening to your husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2010/06/how-sweet-it-is.html"&gt;How Sweet It Is&lt;/a&gt; Some thoughts on marriage, sex, and some good book resources!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I have found the one whom my soul loves." Song of Solomon 3:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-on-hike-we-go.html"&gt;Lichen, Fungus, Algae and Marriage&lt;/a&gt;...you'll have to read the post to find out how those things go together!:) Scroll down a bit and you'll find the section on Lichen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2009/10/catching-up.html"&gt;Reflections&lt;/a&gt; on missing Bryan:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;  I sit here typing having just got back from dropping Bryan off at the airport. I'll be honest, I miss him already...miss knowing that he will not be home at night and that I will not get to wake up with him in the morning. Times like this are good, they just can be hard. It is good to be reminded just how precious marriage is, two becoming one so that you forget what it is like just to be "one". I love that! I love Bryan...I am so thankful for the almost 12 years of marriage God has given us, thankful for each year of growing and learning, of fighting less and less as we learn to appreciate more and more the differences that would often lead to an argument, the familiar beauty of living with someone who knows you so well and yet still loves you and wants to be with you. I was reading through the Song of Solomon in my daily reading this past week and was so blessed by the descriptions of love...they DELIGHTED in each other. And, by the grace of God, I am so thankful that each year it keeps becoming more and more of truth...the beauty of delighting in each other, delighting in the friendship, the fellowship and the love that is shared between just the two of us! I will miss my other half this week but I am also thankful to realize just how much I will miss him!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Favorite marriage book of 2011:What Did You Expect by Paul Tripp...read a piece of it &lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/07/relationships-101.html"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"It is no wonder if so many years, so many endearments, so many obligations have produced such an uncommon effect, that by long habit, it is almost impossible for me to draw a breath, in which you are not involved."&lt;/span&gt; John Newton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Tim Challies highlighted a &lt;a href="http://www.challies.com/christian-living/whose-wife-are-you"&gt;GREAT article&lt;/a&gt; last year on how one wife's submission to her husband just might not look the exact same as another wife's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Almost 2 years ago, John Piper took a leave from his pulpit to work on his marriage. It was a &lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2010/03/sobering-reminder.html"&gt;sobering reminder&lt;/a&gt; and I was and continue to be thankful for his example in this regards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2010/03/breathing-air-of-grace.html"&gt;Breathing the Air of Grace&lt;/a&gt;...in our marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)&lt;a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/37335214/False-Messages"&gt;"False Messages"&lt;/a&gt; the e-book on sex written by Aileen Challies. Her book blessed many ladies that I know, including myself. You can still download it, and read it, if you haven't already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)&lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-bryan.html"&gt;A Father's Day tribute to my handsome husband!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)One sinner praying for another sinner...it can bring about  &lt;a href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2010/06/convicting-chuckle.html"&gt;"A Convicting Chuckle" &lt;/a&gt;when you think about it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“A wife if she is very generous may allow that her husband lives up to perhaps eighty percent of her expectations. There is always the other twenty percent that she would like to change, and she may chip away at it for the whole of their married life without reducing it by very much. She may, on the other hand, simply decide to enjoy the other eighty percent and both of them will be happy.”&lt;/span&gt; Elisabeth Elliots husband, Lars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-6664048076163685151?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6664048076163685151/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=6664048076163685151" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6664048076163685151?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6664048076163685151?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-been-14-years.html" title="It's been 14 years!" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ixsdjM0Y0GE/TwNm31lcsXI/AAAAAAAABrM/6ZnjI-rAvxQ/s72-c/wedding" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ECQXg-eSp7ImA9WhRWFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-6284225445614341166</id><published>2012-01-02T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:07:40.651-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T15:07:40.651-08:00</app:edited><title>Looking Back Before I Look Forward</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3HoDt7g-us/TwI4rzz6qeI/AAAAAAAABgs/A4fBQrSoW6E/s1600/looking%2Bback"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3HoDt7g-us/TwI4rzz6qeI/AAAAAAAABgs/A4fBQrSoW6E/s320/looking%2Bback" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693175204243220962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I guess if you take my title literally, I am doing the opposite of what the apostle Paul said when he penned the words, "Forgetting what lies behind and pressing forward to what lies ahead...". But, for this post, my primary reason for looking back is to document, largely by picture, what has been happening in the Pichura Home the last few weeks! (So, get ready for a bunch of "backdated" posts!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, as we (the Pichura Family) look into the year 2012, it is filled with the unknown in every way. And, when I dwell on a future that is uncertain, my heart starts to beat a little bit faster and fear creeps in, imoblizing the rest of my body. Then, if I give way to that fear, worry starts to beat stronger than my own heart and my body, once "frozen", jumps into action. But, it's not the kind of action that pleases God. It not an active waiting on HIM...it's an action fueled by my own desire for control, my own desire to write the pages of our life so that it doesn't look so scary. It's an action fueled by pride and selfishness, not trust and dependence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those moments, the Lord is so gracious to pull my eyes and heart upward. To look to Him and His promises, and to take my thoughts captive so that I cling to those promises! But, He has also turned my head to look backwards. He has reminded me to remember...to remember His faithfulness in the past! And, as I look back on the seasons of life that He has brought us through...I find myself remembering and rejoicing. Praising the Lord for the dark valleys He has brought us through as well as the times of dancing and dreams come true. He has preserved us and sustained us through it all and I know He will continue to! The Lord does "give and take away" as Job said...but, I think the key to that verse is, "BLESSED BE THE NAME OF THE LORD". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us truly know what the year 2012 holds...there will be aspects in all of our lives in which the Lord both gives and takes away...but that is not where He wants any of our focus to be...He wants our focus, our thoughts, our actions, and our words to be all about blessing His name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, before we set our sights on the 2012...maybe it's not a bad idea to take a few minutes to look back...and, as you did, don't be surprised if you find yourself praising the Lord before you know it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord in His sanctuary; praise Him in His mighty Heavens! Praise Him for His mighty deeds; praise Him according to His excellent greatness! Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!"   Psalm 150:1-2,6&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/7799105876325279427-6284225445614341166?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/6284225445614341166/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=6284225445614341166" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6284225445614341166?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/6284225445614341166?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2012/01/looking-back-before-i-look-forward.html" title="Looking Back Before I Look Forward" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3HoDt7g-us/TwI4rzz6qeI/AAAAAAAABgs/A4fBQrSoW6E/s72-c/looking%2Bback" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4DRXw4eSp7ImA9WhRWFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-5474233322242519239</id><published>2011-12-27T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:02:54.231-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T21:02:54.231-08:00</app:edited><title>Merry Christmas</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"All I know about Christmas, I learned from Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU59-k_Yn74/TwJxrUspSfI/AAAAAAAABpU/vFAAirWj9uI/s1600/DSC02498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU59-k_Yn74/TwJxrUspSfI/AAAAAAAABpU/vFAAirWj9uI/s400/DSC02498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693237868054006258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above quote was written on a wall hanging my mother-in-law gave to me. Isn't it so true?! All that makes Christmas truly Christmas is found within the pages of Scripture! Praise God for the indescribable gifts He has given us in His Son, the Holy Spirit, and His Word!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun filled, wonderful Christmas together! We missed having my brother Andrew with us as well as my brother James, Kimiko, and Hannah...but so thankful that we will, Lord willing, be together this summer! My sister Kimberly flew up to visit with her husband Aaron and their adorable girls, Linnea and Natalie. And, of course, my brother Paul and brother David came up with his wife Michelle. Did I mention my parents, too?!:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BD973Wu9_zU/TwJ5yJiBbZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/vG85KK7kZ8g/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BD973Wu9_zU/TwJ5yJiBbZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/vG85KK7kZ8g/s400/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693246781408767378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q4C6NpGg6Y/TwJ5x_QaZ4I/AAAAAAAABqE/dvHqkdeQ_6M/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q4C6NpGg6Y/TwJ5x_QaZ4I/AAAAAAAABqE/dvHqkdeQ_6M/s400/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693246778650552194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYBEL0CZua8/TwJ3DTTGQ5I/AAAAAAAABpg/mV8MHnvTY_Y/s1600/DSC02513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYBEL0CZua8/TwJ3DTTGQ5I/AAAAAAAABpg/mV8MHnvTY_Y/s400/DSC02513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693243777553417106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given a GIGANTIC 28 pound turkey for Christmas! Fitting it in a pan was a bit interesting...but eating it was just wonderful!:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zATC5jE4xJE/TwJ3gE0dJcI/AAAAAAAABps/xOmjDc2hx5Q/s1600/DSC02499.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/-zATC5jE4xJE/TwJ3gE0dJcI/AAAAAAAABps/xOmjDc2hx5Q/s400/DSC02499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693244271883003330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3V3H6cAq3o/TwJ49LDqKkI/AAAAAAAABp4/Nl3p_g9y_ZM/s1600/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f3V3H6cAq3o/TwJ49LDqKkI/AAAAAAAABp4/Nl3p_g9y_ZM/s400/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693245871285217858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few of us also completed a couple of puzzles!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p7c21pidA2s/TwJ6b4EA5VI/AAAAAAAABqo/hEIfYsyGQeM/s1600/DSC02529.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/-p7c21pidA2s/TwJ6b4EA5VI/AAAAAAAABqo/hEIfYsyGQeM/s400/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693247498274006354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ6y1Jwc43c/TwJ6bgYJi8I/AAAAAAAABqc/musISW6-5G8/s1600/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQ6y1Jwc43c/TwJ6bgYJi8I/AAAAAAAABqc/musISW6-5G8/s400/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693247491916008386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of new games that we played. We really enjoyed Quiddler...a fun word game...but, if you looked around our house at any given moment on Christmas Day, the clear "winner" as far as games go was the game Wurdle. Just look for two heads both bent over the same Ipad...and you could bet they were fighting it out for the most words possible!:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjXf9D1Z6ys/TwJ7TpmQ4ZI/AAAAAAAABq0/N_MB6oGTXvs/s1600/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjXf9D1Z6ys/TwJ7TpmQ4ZI/AAAAAAAABq0/N_MB6oGTXvs/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693248456463802770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift of family is one of my most favorite gifts each Christmas and I am so thankful that we were able to share it with those that we hold so very dear!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScB9jUC-MNQ/TwKLIBI-2RI/AAAAAAAABrA/t7eoIVJHCCQ/s1600/IMG_0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScB9jUC-MNQ/TwKLIBI-2RI/AAAAAAAABrA/t7eoIVJHCCQ/s400/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693265848811051282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-5474233322242519239?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5474233322242519239/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=5474233322242519239" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5474233322242519239?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5474233322242519239?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html" title="Merry Christmas" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU59-k_Yn74/TwJxrUspSfI/AAAAAAAABpU/vFAAirWj9uI/s72-c/DSC02498.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYGQX4-cSp7ImA9WhRWFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-7011064658757652130</id><published>2011-12-27T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:08:40.059-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T19:08:40.059-08:00</app:edited><title>Joyful Hugs and Faces</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Luke 12:34....May your heart be at home in Him always, and may His love bless your days with great joy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the precious words on a Christmas card we received this year from friends...and those are the very same words that, to me, sum up where our hearts should be at on Christmas and always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a believer, our hearts should daily be full of great joy as we medidate on God's great gift of salvation that has been given to us. For the joy that was set before Him (Jesus) He endured the cross so that we might be saved...and, in joy, we now live in that great reality! There is sweet joy in both the giving of gifts and for those who receive them, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, I wanted to take a blog post and devote it simply to "hugs and faces". There were a lot of expressions of delight and many hugs given on Christmas Day as an overflow of the happiness that came from the gift that was given and received. My brother took oodles of pictures and did a great job capturing some precious moments!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvi5IVBwnyo/TwJrZs1K2KI/AAAAAAAABpI/Aef3H1mcfwk/s1600/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvi5IVBwnyo/TwJrZs1K2KI/AAAAAAAABpI/Aef3H1mcfwk/s400/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693230968224798882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgBSYdAnCaI/TwJqZFFTFrI/AAAAAAAABo8/p14E4SjS99I/s1600/IMG_0172.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/-JgBSYdAnCaI/TwJqZFFTFrI/AAAAAAAABo8/p14E4SjS99I/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693229858043401906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OC5j2htem0E/TwJqYkt-HYI/AAAAAAAABow/n9BjGQsd1Y0/s1600/IMG_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OC5j2htem0E/TwJqYkt-HYI/AAAAAAAABow/n9BjGQsd1Y0/s400/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693229849355623810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHi4ZsR53rA/TwJqYCS5KfI/AAAAAAAABok/YcjdsThiO8s/s1600/IMG_0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KHi4ZsR53rA/TwJqYCS5KfI/AAAAAAAABok/YcjdsThiO8s/s400/IMG_0447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693229840115247602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lON-j3fAjIs/TwJo4hTAtwI/AAAAAAAABoY/hRCIDQVgsrs/s1600/IMG_0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cGl5bfnSZGQ/TwJbji6sdyI/AAAAAAAABlw/xEDHyb1CQ2A/s400/IMG_0351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693213545176266530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-7011064658757652130?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7011064658757652130/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=7011064658757652130" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7011064658757652130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7011064658757652130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/joyful-hugs-and-faces.html" title="Joyful Hugs and Faces" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvi5IVBwnyo/TwJrZs1K2KI/AAAAAAAABpI/Aef3H1mcfwk/s72-c/IMG_0403.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYHSXo8fCp7ImA9WhRWFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-4876479050879098792</id><published>2011-12-26T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T19:08:58.474-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-02T19:08:58.474-08:00</app:edited><title>Stockings and PJ's</title><content type="html">Another tradition we have tried to keep going is opening PJ's on Christmas Eve. And, because we chose not to celebrate Christmas Eve and Day until the 26th and 27th (so that everyone could be together), we figured we could at least let the kids open their stockings!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9yzeaUc3R0/TwJSpUZa1-I/AAAAAAAABlY/WLt5oxEFPDQ/s1600/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9yzeaUc3R0/TwJSpUZa1-I/AAAAAAAABlY/WLt5oxEFPDQ/s400/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693203748753168354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mw0_B2LJyo/TwJSpGgtFoI/AAAAAAAABlM/wW_INDq0jOQ/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0mw0_B2LJyo/TwJSpGgtFoI/AAAAAAAABlM/wW_INDq0jOQ/s400/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693203745025627778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ULaJ6G1kkDY/TwJSotx1BJI/AAAAAAAABlA/HjenEz_OpMI/s1600/DSC02492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Each year, we continue to "battle it out" with frosting, decorations, and a creative concept...although, many of us feel that we do not have a creative bone in our body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the pictures tell the story of our Christmas Eve contest and post the winners at the end!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jJrd6g1scU/TwJCX0-wQtI/AAAAAAAABiA/l60TpWJNhi8/s1600/DSC02484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8jJrd6g1scU/TwJCX0-wQtI/AAAAAAAABiA/l60TpWJNhi8/s400/DSC02484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693185856076006098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxlqD5wwOLc/TwJCXQxHhzI/AAAAAAAABh0/a0po7VQZeoY/s1600/IMG_9994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VxlqD5wwOLc/TwJCXQxHhzI/AAAAAAAABh0/a0po7VQZeoY/s400/IMG_9994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693185846355134258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1oYLoa3jOc/TwJCXICNPqI/AAAAAAAABho/V7UpEu1q9Dw/s1600/IMG_9991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1oYLoa3jOc/TwJCXICNPqI/AAAAAAAABho/V7UpEu1q9Dw/s400/IMG_9991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693185844010892962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tcBMXzBYTI/TwJFdoLZ2TI/AAAAAAAABjU/CiLHI7Wk1NY/s1600/IMG_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9tcBMXzBYTI/TwJFdoLZ2TI/AAAAAAAABjU/CiLHI7Wk1NY/s400/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693189254253500722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7xonI47RzU/TwJFcwSfMcI/AAAAAAAABjI/5lP3RRP644A/s1600/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7xonI47RzU/TwJFcwSfMcI/AAAAAAAABjI/5lP3RRP644A/s400/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693189239250825666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2VSHsfJ8SjA/TwJFcTJMNSI/AAAAAAAABi8/KKtc03FY3gY/s1600/IMG_9998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2VSHsfJ8SjA/TwJFcTJMNSI/AAAAAAAABi8/KKtc03FY3gY/s400/IMG_9998.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693189231427204386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0gFRkTj7By0/TwJD3QcAFlI/AAAAAAAABiw/VLbnMwgSrgQ/s1600/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0gFRkTj7By0/TwJD3QcAFlI/AAAAAAAABiw/VLbnMwgSrgQ/s400/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693187495534007890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp3_Xf9GC38/TwJD23-6rwI/AAAAAAAABik/HnQo1mmNX6E/s1600/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp3_Xf9GC38/TwJD23-6rwI/AAAAAAAABik/HnQo1mmNX6E/s400/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693187488969568002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xcnwSFQ5qL4/TwJD2K7t2mI/AAAAAAAABiY/-6nRSM90q3w/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xcnwSFQ5qL4/TwJD2K7t2mI/AAAAAAAABiY/-6nRSM90q3w/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693187476876548706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yezo5PUloFM/TwJD1gypj4I/AAAAAAAABiM/0XrT-AwqJaQ/s1600/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yezo5PUloFM/TwJD1gypj4I/AAAAAAAABiM/0XrT-AwqJaQ/s400/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693187465564229506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qkVAlv2Mp6g/TwJIgSTGXfI/AAAAAAAABjs/6FKLjjUGSS8/s1600/IMG_0099.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/-qkVAlv2Mp6g/TwJIgSTGXfI/AAAAAAAABjs/6FKLjjUGSS8/s400/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693192598454689266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st, 2nd, and 3rd place for the kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1P9FZmGeLc/TwJIgAJhyFI/AAAAAAAABjg/xbQ2NChx9eU/s1600/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1P9FZmGeLc/TwJIgAJhyFI/AAAAAAAABjg/xbQ2NChx9eU/s400/IMG_0104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693192593582704722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st (Kim), 2nd (Paul), and 3rd (Michelle) place for the adults!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfOdmS7M82w/TwJMGkg73KI/AAAAAAAABkQ/v_qT879IDNk/s1600/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dfOdmS7M82w/TwJMGkg73KI/AAAAAAAABkQ/v_qT879IDNk/s400/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693196554714471586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrcVA4XWXgk/TwJMGBQBO2I/AAAAAAAABkE/ecty-yZuLWQ/s1600/IMG_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrcVA4XWXgk/TwJMGBQBO2I/AAAAAAAABkE/ecty-yZuLWQ/s400/IMG_0088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693196545248279394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95jCJswEpac/TwJMFvqispI/AAAAAAAABj4/fQx0TEFBZEk/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZQ_Yzqt238/TwI_TQnt8hI/AAAAAAAABhc/ZgQsSENigDc/s400/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693182479061348882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me, in advance, if there is a tad bit of "over excitement" in this blog post! In fact, I can't believe it took me this long to actually document this on my blog!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of December, we had the amazing privilege of going with friends from church to a Canuck's hockey game. And if that wasn't fun enough...we sat in the FRONT ROW!!! When players checked each other into the boards, you'd think they were coming into your seat..and the sound of a puck hitting the glass right in front of you was enough to keep your heart pumping a bit faster for a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it was just as fun after the game, watching to see if our faces made it on TV...or in the replays or pictures from the game!:) We did on all three accounts!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Wilders, for many sweet memories that night that we will not forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ToMsA4ASBJQ/TwI94aQaX9I/AAAAAAAABg4/EeY0NsE3Rrk/s1600/hockey%2Bpicture"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ToMsA4ASBJQ/TwI94aQaX9I/AAAAAAAABg4/EeY0NsE3Rrk/s400/hockey%2Bpicture" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693180918279856082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you click on the picture to enlarge it, you can see Sue, Bryan, and I on the left side. Yep, my mouth is wide open!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oOuKSR_daE/TwI-eWeWkhI/AAAAAAAABhQ/Rw9VNzthapY/s1600/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oOuKSR_daE/TwI-eWeWkhI/AAAAAAAABhQ/Rw9VNzthapY/s400/DSC02466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693181570099614226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2DifNC6oMs/TwI-d8HY-BI/AAAAAAAABhE/4xSMLHR7rmc/s1600/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g2DifNC6oMs/TwI-d8HY-BI/AAAAAAAABhE/4xSMLHR7rmc/s400/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693181563023980562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-4108114159048990556?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4108114159048990556/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=4108114159048990556" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4108114159048990556?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4108114159048990556?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-canucks.html" title="Go Canucks!" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZQ_Yzqt238/TwI_TQnt8hI/AAAAAAAABhc/ZgQsSENigDc/s72-c/DSC02464.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIBSHc4eyp7ImA9WhRXFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-7351672914577223154</id><published>2011-12-21T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:15:59.933-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-21T17:15:59.933-08:00</app:edited><title>Better than I deserve</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1TX-1_9i8k/TvKEroTXmdI/AAAAAAAABgY/KJn3H_NIYp4/s1600/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1TX-1_9i8k/TvKEroTXmdI/AAAAAAAABgY/KJn3H_NIYp4/s320/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688755164410255826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I will extol You, my God, O King; and I will bless Your name forever and ever. Every day I will bless You, And I will praise Your name forever and ever. Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised; And His greatness is unsearchable."  Psalm 145:1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read this Psalm today, you know what words stuck out? The words "every day". Do I bless the Lord &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;? Do I extol Him as the mighty King of Kings &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;? Do I praise His name &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;? Do I stand amazed at His unsearchable, amazing greatness &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what He wants from me. The author of Psalm 145 is David...and David, despite all his sin, was a man after God's own heart...because he loved God greatly and blessed His name every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.J. Mahaney once said that when people asked him how he was doing, his typical response was always, "Better than I deserve". I love it! We all deserve hell...anything more is grace upon grace...and we have so much more, don't we?!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought about these verses, what C.J. said, and the life God has given me, I found myself praising the Lord for the gift He has given me in Bryan. What a gift it is to have a husband who loves the Lord and walks in His ways. He is home a lot more lately...and what a gift to my own heart it has been to see how he is spending his "extra time". I often walk into the living room and find him reading God's Word, journaling, or looking off into space with his Bible in his lap. I get to see, first-hand, what he is passionate about...and there is nothing more precious to this wife's heart than to know that his first passion is Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if you know Bryan, you also know that I get to laugh a lot. Laughter is a sweet gift from God...and it's even sweeter when it comes from someone you love so very much! It's another "every day" gift that I am so thankful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this post just might embarrass him a bit :), so I want to finish it quickly and get it "posted"...but my heart was "bubbling up" and I wanted to take a moment to bless the Lord and praise Him for the gift of marriage...for the gift of Bryan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-7351672914577223154?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7351672914577223154/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=7351672914577223154" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7351672914577223154?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7351672914577223154?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/better-than-i-deserve.html" title="Better than I deserve" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N1TX-1_9i8k/TvKEroTXmdI/AAAAAAAABgY/KJn3H_NIYp4/s72-c/DSC02467.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAERXs5cSp7ImA9WhRXE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-7494678913203182285</id><published>2011-12-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:25:04.529-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-19T21:25:04.529-08:00</app:edited><title>Whether you eat, or drink...or play sports</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                I Corinthians 10:31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a verse that we mention often in our home by way of encouragement. It's a great reminder that God wants our love, obedience, and praise no matter what we are doing. Sometimes it's pretty clear what it looks like to glorify God in a given situation...but sometimes it takes a bit more thought. For example, what does it look like to glorify God in brushing your teeth? What does it look like to glorify God in changing a dirty diaper? Takes a little bit more thought, huh?!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another question: What does it look like to glorify God as you play a game of football, baseball, or hockey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a question we have talked about often, especially with Micah as he played baseball. And it is a question that was beautifully answered by Tim Teabow, quarterback of the Denver Broncos, as he was "miked" in his game against the Bears two Sundays ago. His words and actions through the game were a beautiful illustration and example of how to glorify God in a game of football. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your kids and watch this. It is well worth 10 minutes of your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/grM2sb7VYSs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-7494678913203182285?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/7494678913203182285/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=7494678913203182285" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7494678913203182285?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/7494678913203182285?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/whether-you-eat-or-drinkor-play-sports.html" title="Whether you eat, or drink...or play sports" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/grM2sb7VYSs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04ERHo5eyp7ImA9WhRXEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-5883928960527459600</id><published>2011-12-16T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:58:25.423-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-16T10:58:25.423-08:00</app:edited><title>I want a checklist but God wants my heart</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfBcKDQAYPI/TuuUx4YjpHI/AAAAAAAABgE/yKIdBvTi7ac/s1600/checklist"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfBcKDQAYPI/TuuUx4YjpHI/AAAAAAAABgE/yKIdBvTi7ac/s200/checklist" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686802539155268722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Formerly, when you did not know God, you were enslaved to those that by nature are not gods. But now that you have come to know God, or rather to be known by God, how can you turn back again to the weak and worthless elementary principles of the world, whose slaves you want to be once more? You observe days and months and seasons and years! I am afraid that I may have labored over you in vain."    Galatians 4:9-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a believer, I know the immense freedom that comes from being a slave of Christ. I know the sweet joy that comes from having the Lord has my portion, my hope, my deepest love. I know that peace that comes from obeying His Word and clinging to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also know just how dumb I can be! How single minded I can be...not in obedience to the Word of God but in my desire to accomplish MY goals, MY checklists, MY plans. I may not observe days, months, seasons, and years...but I am quick to observe and pursue my own agenda. I become a slave to what is worthless, to what does not last. I exchange an eternal perspective for a temporal one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how easy it is to do at Christmas time. I want to be a good steward of my time, I want to be organized, I want to be wise...so I make lists, and I make plans! But before I know it, the checklist is my goal and my plan is my "god" and I am a slave to what is worthless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants to be the goal of everything we do. He wants to be served in our hearts, thoughts, and actions. One way we can do that is by serving others...and that often means throwing aside the checklist, letting go of the plan and, instead, ministering to the people that God has placed in our lives and in our homes this Christmas (and always). I often want a checklist, but God wants a surrendered heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord you have my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will search for yours&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take my life and lead me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you have my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I will search for yours&lt;br /&gt;Let me be to you a sacrifice."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b3WVpgeXU5Y&amp;feature=related"&gt; Delirious &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-5883928960527459600?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5883928960527459600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=5883928960527459600" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5883928960527459600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5883928960527459600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-want-checklist-but-god-wants-my-heart.html" title="I want a checklist but God wants my heart" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfBcKDQAYPI/TuuUx4YjpHI/AAAAAAAABgE/yKIdBvTi7ac/s72-c/checklist" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGSX87cCp7ImA9WhRQGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-5184864837934514005</id><published>2011-12-15T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:05:28.108-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-15T17:05:28.108-08:00</app:edited><title>Christmas Warning</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO1ICHQmzrk/TuqZM-MFUuI/AAAAAAAABf0/OgerJAANdRc/s1600/christmas%2B2"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO1ICHQmzrk/TuqZM-MFUuI/AAAAAAAABf0/OgerJAANdRc/s200/christmas%2B2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686525927639831266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"I hate, I despise your feast days, and I do not savor your sacred assemblies. Though you offer Me burnt offerings and your grain offerings, I will not accept them, Nor will I regard your fattened peace offerings. Take away from Me the noise of your songs, For I will not hear the melody of your stringed instruments. But let justice run down like water, and righteousness like a mighty stream."  Amos 5:21-24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this may not be the most uplifting text but, as I read it last night, I felt like it was a warning to my own heart about the upcoming "feast" of Christmas. There are so many traditions and fun things we have added to Christmas (which are not wrong in and of themselves) that often the very reason FOR Christmas is crowded out by the busyness OF Christmas. I think it's easy for believers to become a bunch of Marthas instead of a bunch of Marys at this time of year. Or let me rephrase that, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; can become more like Martha and less like Mary at this time of year. And why do we have to guard our hearts against that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Jesus wants our hearts more than He wants a fancy feast. Jesus wants our adoration more than Christmas carols sung on tune but without thought. Jesus wants our devotion and obedience more than He wants a life consumed with the festivities of one day. Jesus wants our relationship with Him and His Word to be the center of our thoughts and desires this Christmas and always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-5184864837934514005?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/5184864837934514005/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=5184864837934514005" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5184864837934514005?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/5184864837934514005?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-warning.html" title="Christmas Warning" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vO1ICHQmzrk/TuqZM-MFUuI/AAAAAAAABf0/OgerJAANdRc/s72-c/christmas%2B2" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEASXg8cCp7ImA9WhRQGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-3386184863807359850</id><published>2011-12-14T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:37:28.678-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-14T13:37:28.678-08:00</app:edited><title>He has a right to do as He pleases with His own</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2POoX4FRf6U/TukXCor18WI/AAAAAAAABfo/qc9h1Uk-h6A/s1600/heart%2Bgirl"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2POoX4FRf6U/TukXCor18WI/AAAAAAAABfo/qc9h1Uk-h6A/s200/heart%2Bgirl" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686101338580447586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad sent us the following by way of a comment on yesterday's blog post...and our hearts were deeply encouraged. I don't know how God's plan for your life is unfolding right now, but I thought all of you could be encouraged by Watson's words, as well. Thanks, Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan &amp; Kristin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received this post today from a friend and thought perhaps that it might be appropriate to your situation. It was written by G. D. Watson, 1845-1924. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“If God has called you to be really like Jesus, He will draw you to a life of crucifixion and humility, and put upon you such demands of obedience, that you will not be able to follow other people, or measure yourself by other Christians, and in many ways He will seem to let other good people do things which He will not let you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Christians and ministers who seem very religious and useful may push themselves, pull wires, and work schemes to carry out their plans, but you cannot do it; and if you attempt it, you will meet with such failure and rebuke from the Lord as to make you sorely penitent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others may boast of themselves, of their work, of their success, of their writings, but the Holy Spirit will not allow you to do any such thing, and if you begin it, He will lead you into some deep mortification that will make you despise yourself and all your good works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others may be allowed to succeed in making money, or may have a legacy left to them, but it is likely God will keep you poor, because He wants you to have something far better than gold, namely, a helpless dependence on Him, that He may have the privilege of supplying your needs day by day out of an unseen treasury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord may let others be honored and put forward, and keep you hidden in obscurity, because He wants you to produce some choice, fragrant fruit for His coming glory, which can only be produced in the shade. He may let others be great, but keep you small. He may let others do a work for Him and get the credit of it, but He will make you work and toil on without knowing how much you are doing; and then to make your work still more precious, He may let others get the credit for the work which you have done, and thus make your reward ten times greater when Jesus comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Spirit will put a strict watch over you, with a jealous love, and will rebuke you for little words and feelings, or for wasting your time, which other Christians never seem distressed over. So make up your mind that God is an infinite Sovereign, and has a right to do as He pleases with His own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may not explain to you a thousand things which puzzle your reason in His dealings with you. But if you absolutely sell yourself to be His...slave, He will wrap you up in a jealous love, and bestow upon you many blessings which come only to those who are in the inner circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle it forever, then, that you are to deal directly with the Holy Spirit, and that He is to have the privilege of tying your tongue, or chaining your hand, or closing your eyes, in ways that He does not seem to use with others. Now when you are so possessed with the living God that you are, in your secret heart, pleased and delighted over this peculiar, personal, private, jealous guardianship and management of the Holy Spirit over your life, you will have found the vestibule of Heaven.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and praying for you everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-3386184863807359850?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3386184863807359850/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=3386184863807359850" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3386184863807359850?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3386184863807359850?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-has-right-to-do-as-he-pleases-with.html" title="He has a right to do as He pleases with His own" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2POoX4FRf6U/TukXCor18WI/AAAAAAAABfo/qc9h1Uk-h6A/s72-c/heart%2Bgirl" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYHQH0_eCp7ImA9WhRQF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-3116362042060990368</id><published>2011-12-11T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T09:42:11.340-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T09:42:11.340-08:00</app:edited><title>A bit quiet</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt3Cxla240/TueN3GpakqI/AAAAAAAABfc/hM554R5rgHs/s1600/light%2Bon%2Bpath"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt3Cxla240/TueN3GpakqI/AAAAAAAABfc/hM554R5rgHs/s200/light%2Bon%2Bpath" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685669032395182754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light do we see light." Psalm 36:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, if you haven't noticed, I have been a bit quiet on my blog as of late. I figured it was time to put to "blog post" what many already know in person; our ministry at Cloverdale has come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of last month, Bryan, another pastor on staff, and an elder at Cloverdale Baptist Church all stepped down. To go into detail here would not be profitable and I in no way want to slander those involved, as it is of a personal nature; but we could not biblically reconcile God’s Word with the decisions that were being made by church leaders as they relate to the situation at hand. After seeking the wise council of many, including those in pastoral ministry, we knew we could not continue to serve here under the present circumstances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not sure what it means for our future. We are crushed to have to leave a church full of people we love...but we are also full of peace because we trust what God's Word says, and we know that He will take care of us (Prov. 3:5-6). I feel sad telling you all this because we have been through it all before, and it might look as though churches are "messed up" (or maybe that Bryan is messed up). But we know that "church" is God's plan...and it is a beautiful, wonderful plan when we do it His way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We LOVE serving at the Lord’s church, ministering to His people, and personally growing in the Word of God; and Bryan loves studying and teaching God's Word. We feel so blessed that Jesus has called us to serve in the church, and are trusting that He will do what is best for our family, whatever that might be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can legally be in Canada till March and we plan on staying here until then, since we have no other place to go right now; and we want the kids to be in school as long as possible. We are open to any "lead" you might have, so don't hesitate to email or call!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain." &lt;br /&gt;I Corinthians 15:58&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-3116362042060990368?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/3116362042060990368/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=3116362042060990368" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3116362042060990368?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/3116362042060990368?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/bit-quiet.html" title="A bit quiet" /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Mt3Cxla240/TueN3GpakqI/AAAAAAAABfc/hM554R5rgHs/s72-c/light%2Bon%2Bpath" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAAR3s7eCp7ImA9WhRQEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7799105876325279427.post-4344643209418313657</id><published>2011-12-05T16:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:52:26.500-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-05T16:52:26.500-08:00</app:edited><title>Sometimes you just gotta laugh...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jwLCFr59Jw/Tt1mxWs3jaI/AAAAAAAABfQ/L9fBOaZxJvs/s1600/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jwLCFr59Jw/Tt1mxWs3jaI/AAAAAAAABfQ/L9fBOaZxJvs/s400/DSC02460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682811302904827298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7799105876325279427-4344643209418313657?l=justtheclay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/feeds/4344643209418313657/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7799105876325279427&amp;postID=4344643209418313657" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4344643209418313657?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7799105876325279427/posts/default/4344643209418313657?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://justtheclay.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-you-just-gotta-laugh.html" title="Sometimes you just gotta laugh..." /><author><name>Kristin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06612307688993817111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="21" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pcGgnOs4lLE/TLlDSmgqfqI/AAAAAAAAAoA/A4BDuTEReeE/S220/ParkerFamily_0148.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9jwLCFr59Jw/Tt1mxWs3jaI/AAAAAAAABfQ/L9fBOaZxJvs/s72-c/DSC02460.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>

