<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:25:25 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Family</category><category>Friends</category><category>Parker</category><category>Mallory</category><category>Kennedy</category><category>Scrapbooking</category><category>Humor</category><category>Weblogs</category><category>Photography</category><category>Prayers</category><category>Life</category><category>Web/Tech</category><category>Quizzes/Questions</category><category>Shane</category><category>Music</category><category>Summer Fun</category><category>Recipes</category><category>Devotional</category><category>Poems and Quotes</category><category>Sports</category><category>Travel</category><category>Books</category><category>Challenges</category><category>Home</category><category>Miss Zelma</category><category>Shopping</category><category>Thursday Thirteen</category><category>Games</category><category>Landscaping</category><category>Me</category><category>Movies</category><category>None</category><category>Organization</category><category>Religion</category><category>Technology</category><category>Wishlist</category><category>Wordless Wednesday</category><title>Loving Our Life Together</title><description></description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-5512549881800592731</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-02T22:27:34.313-06:00</atom:updated><title>How strong are you?</title><description>Why do we wait until our strength is depleted before we seek God?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord...and in the power of His might.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Ephesians 6:10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As women, we carry the weight of the world on our shoulders.&amp;nbsp; We worry about our families as we manage our homes and assist our friends, churches, and communities.&amp;nbsp; We maintain busy schedules as we transport kids to soccer practice and school functions.&amp;nbsp; We cook, clean, work, and care for aging parents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;No wonder we run out of steam!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yet God wants us to rely upon His strength, not ours...to exchange our weakness for HIS power.&amp;nbsp; What are you waiting for?&amp;nbsp; Seek God&#39;s strength!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;verse Isa_40_29 selected&quot;&gt;&quot;He gives power to the weak, And to &lt;i&gt; those who have &lt;/i&gt; no might He increases strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse Isa_40_30&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Even the youths shall faint and be weary, And the young men shall utterly fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse Isa_40_31&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; But those who wait on the Lord Shall renew &lt;i&gt; their &lt;/i&gt; strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isaiah 40:29-31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-strong-are-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-3436314895481121282</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2011 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-01T22:47:18.503-06:00</atom:updated><title>Presenting Jingle Bell...our little sneaky elf!</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;While we were on our way home from school Jingle Bell decided that maybe she needed to work a little more on personal hygiene...this is where we found her we we arrived back home! Sneaky!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCyAwk7avt97gTWwJJL2h5iUVDsEdVOI-7FKp-CeA5H56nyeu4ayJlLSKZnNU0LMRj6AG0AUc-2HbFbX3hPYzrFxtMZ61_4rV-LnbvufaX45atc7_5CKHA2MIMT0uH67AQPMt4kLux6H2/&#39; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/12/presenting-jingle-bellour-little-sneaky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCyAwk7avt97gTWwJJL2h5iUVDsEdVOI-7FKp-CeA5H56nyeu4ayJlLSKZnNU0LMRj6AG0AUc-2HbFbX3hPYzrFxtMZ61_4rV-LnbvufaX45atc7_5CKHA2MIMT0uH67AQPMt4kLux6H2/s72-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-2379340747130391584</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-01T16:25:14.832-06:00</atom:updated><title>Adversity makes you STRONGER...</title><description>Recently, I was sent a card from my dear sweet aunt and it reminded me of a very important life lesson.&amp;nbsp; Within the note, written in the card were these words...&quot;A wise old man once told me that adversity makes you strong.&quot;&amp;nbsp; Since receiving this card I have read it over and over again.&amp;nbsp; That wise old man was one of the dearest souls you would ever want to know and I am proud to call him my uncle.&amp;nbsp; I miss him terribly and I think about him so often.&amp;nbsp; Reading that card put a smile on my face and in my heart because I could hear his voice saying those words to me.&amp;nbsp; The last few months have not been easy for my little family...in fact they have been pretty tough.&amp;nbsp; But, we are holding tight to God&#39;s Word and to the promise that He will never leave us!&amp;nbsp; The adversity that my family has faced over these last few months has made us stronger as a family and I know it is making me a stronger individual.&lt;br /&gt;
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No one is exempt from problems.&amp;nbsp; From the palace to the poorhouse, men and women throughout the ages have fought and conquered adversity in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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Queen Esther risked losing her only relative and her people.&amp;nbsp; Using her influence, she saved the Israelites from destruction.&amp;nbsp; Interestingly, the Jewish name for Esther means &quot;Hadassah,&quot; which comes from the word myrtle - the tree whose leaves only release fragrance when they are crushed. &lt;br /&gt;
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Are you facing adversity?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps your faith has brought reproach or daily struggles have robbed your faith.&amp;nbsp; Regardless, the scriptures ease the crush of adversity, releasing the sweet fragrance of God&#39;s overcoming power.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scriptures dealing with adversity:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;James 5:13&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;span class=&quot;verse Jas_5_13&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Is anyone among you suffering? Let him pray. Is anyone cheerful? Let him sing psalms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;verse Jas_5_13&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Peter 1:7&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - &lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_1_6&quot;&gt;In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_1_7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that the genuineness of your faith, &lt;i&gt; being &lt;/i&gt;  much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by  fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of  Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Peter 4:12-13&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_4_12&quot;&gt;Beloved, do not think it strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened to you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_4_13&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;but  rejoice to the extent that you partake of Christs sufferings, that when  His glory is revealed, you may also be glad with exceeding joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_4_14&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; If you are reproached for the name of Christ, blessed &lt;i&gt; are you, &lt;/i&gt; for the Spirit of glory and of God rests upon you. On their part He is blasphemed, but on your part He is glorified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;verse 1Pet_4_15&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/12/adversity-makes-you-stronger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-7418593375475437559</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jul 2011 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-15T22:54:12.845-05:00</atom:updated><title>Lord Send Your Angels...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;When I&#39;m alone and the light slowly fades&lt;br /&gt;
Cold with the night closing in&lt;br /&gt;
I know the shadow of almighty wings&lt;br /&gt;
Lord won&#39;t you send them again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Lord send your angels to watch over me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m so afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
Lord send your angels to watch over me &lt;br /&gt;
Wrap me in sheltering arms&lt;br /&gt;
Shield me, Keep me&lt;br /&gt;
Hold me safe in your arms&lt;br /&gt;
Lord send your angels to watch over me&lt;br /&gt;
Wrap me in sheltering arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; Sometimes the child inside of me cries&lt;br /&gt;
With fears of the dangers unknown&lt;br /&gt;
And questions with answers I can&#39;t seem to find&lt;br /&gt;
Then you send your angels to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Lord send your angels to watch over me&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m so afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
Lord send your angels to watch over me &lt;br /&gt;
Wrap me in sheltering arms&lt;br /&gt;
Shield me, Keep me&lt;br /&gt;
Hold me safe in your arms&lt;br /&gt;
Lord send your angels to watch over me&lt;br /&gt;
Wrap me in sheltering arms &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/07/lord-send-your-angels.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-4731782194219942054</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2011 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-31T20:53:21.129-05:00</atom:updated><title>Blessings...even in trials</title><description>Today I am thankful for many blessings in my life...but one of the  biggest blessings I have ever been given is my Gram!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Lord for  allowing me to have the privilege to know such a remarkable woman and  thank you for allowing me the years I have had with her... to make some  lifelong memories that are precious!&lt;br /&gt;
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Today marks the 4  years since I received a phone call telling me that she was in the  hospital and had suffered a heart attack.&amp;nbsp; It was a shock and I couldn&#39;t  quite wrap my head around the information I was hearing on the other  end of the phone.&amp;nbsp; I will never forget that day and the sound of Pap&#39;s  voice as he was trying to tell me what had happened.&amp;nbsp; I will be  honest...I have never felt such an empty feeling as I did that morning.&amp;nbsp;  I remember telling Pap that we would be there ASAP and I remember what  he said just like it happened yesterday.&amp;nbsp; From the other side of the  phone I heard...&quot;I don&#39;t want to lose her Heather.&quot;&amp;nbsp; When I heard him  say that...I remember the tears welling up and telling him that he  wasn&#39;t going to lose her and everything will be fine.&amp;nbsp; I had to stay  strong...but I am not sure that I convinced him with the quiver in my  voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember immediately calling Shane and telling  him he needed to come home.&amp;nbsp; Shane had just left for work and I was home  with all three children when the call came.&amp;nbsp; He had not made it to the  office yet when he received my call on his cell phone.&amp;nbsp; He turned around  and headed back home.&amp;nbsp; We were on the road within an hour or two and  headed toward Indiana.&amp;nbsp;  Shane would probably say it was a record  packing event for me and he had  never seen me pull it all together so  quickly.&amp;nbsp; I am sure that I was  providing him with funny stories to tell  later on about how frantic I  was trying to pack our family of 5 ...  including one precious baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Today I am choosing to  focusing on being thankful for even the trials that we face here on this  earth!&amp;nbsp; We ALL have to deal with trials!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were never promised that  we wouldn&#39;t face difficult times!&amp;nbsp; Each of us have our own weaknesses  and deal with trials in different ways than another person might deal  with them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Trials on this earth sometimes are more than we feel we can  bear...and without strength from God...I might agree with that  statement.&amp;nbsp; However, I know that HE is watching over HIS children and HE  is in control!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Do I always feel this way?&amp;nbsp; NO!!!!&amp;nbsp; I lose focus at  times and I question things sometimes...do you?&amp;nbsp; However, it isn&#39;t long  at all until God quickly reminds me that HE is in control and HE will  not leave me in my time of need.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I am thankful for the  last 4 years even with the difficulties that my family has faced.&amp;nbsp; I am  thankful to God that he has allowed me to have more time with Gram and  Pap....and because of that I am working to make sure that my 3 children  make memories with them that are unforgettable and precious!</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/05/blessingseven-in-trials.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-6406997563681149318</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-24T08:11:38.221-05:00</atom:updated><title>I am Bound For That City...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I am thankful for days like today that I am reminded of just how  privileged I am to be a part of the West Hobbs Street family!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; God  blessed me with wonderful and special people in my life that have  influenced me, helped me, loved me with all their hearts...and taught me  that Heaven will surely be worth it ALL...and to stay focused on &quot;the GOAL&quot; no matter what circumstances I encounter here on this earth!&amp;nbsp; I am  so thankful for everyone in my life...but especially for two precious  souls that NEVER waiver and have always been constant in my life!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I  am thankful for the peace and comfort I have knowing that no matter  what this earthly life throws in my path...when this earthly life is  over I will see them again in Heaven and...yes, IT WILL SURELY BE WORTH  IT ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;When I think about Heaven and what it will be like....is  hard to fathom it&#39;s beauty and just how magnificent it will be!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I want  to be there when this earthly life has ended and I want to see my loved  ones there with me!&amp;nbsp; God&#39;s love for me...in sending His Son to die for  my sins...motivates me to strive to reach my goal of Heaven...but  knowing that those I hold so close to my heart here on this earth will  be there....makes it even sweeter to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;Knowing we can spend a  life time reminiscing on the past, knowing I will see your face again  where tender moments last.&amp;nbsp; It makes me want to go there knowing I wont  be alone.&amp;nbsp; Knowing you&#39;ll be there makes it easy to go home.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have started my journey and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I am bound for that CITY....are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s a city of light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Where there comes no night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;For the sun never sets in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;In the Bible we&#39;re told&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;That the streets are pure gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And a cool gentle river runs by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;God&#39;s holy white city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Oh yes I am I&#39;ll never turn back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To this world anymore anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how rough may be the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how oft I stop to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;On that ever green shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Little children will play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And our hearts will be gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;As we stroll through that city of gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No more dying up there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No more sorrow to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;And nobody will be feeble and old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;God&#39;s holy white city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Oh yes I am I&#39;ll never turn back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To this world anymore anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how rough may be the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how oft I stop to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;On that ever green shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how rough may be the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;No matter how oft I stop to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;On that ever green ever green shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m bound for that city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;On that ever green ever green shore&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-bound-for-that-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-4416180026089800549</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-22T13:10:58.209-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Choose to Live...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t about anyone else, but I forget many times to &quot;choose to live&quot;... or maybe it is not that I forget as much as I let other things cloud my thoughts on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; I don&#39;t know of one single individual that doesn&#39;t deal with trouble and struggle in this day to day earthly life...do you?&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you Lord for the all good days and for the not so good days too!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for the life lessons we learn as we sometimes struggle to understand just why things happen like they sometimes do.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know there are a lot of things, I&#39;ve yet to figure out,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;but as I live I&#39;m learning more of what life is all about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;They say life is full of choices and you have to live with the choices you make.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;So, if I have to choose, here are some choices that I&#39;ve made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to laugh instead of cry,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to spread my wings and learn to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To love rather than hate, to see the good and not complain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to take a chance and risk it all, get up again after a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m throwing caution to the wind.&amp;nbsp; I choose to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Everyday I make decisions, some big and some small.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;But, I&#39;m glad I&#39;ve made up my mind on the greatest one of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I gave my heart and life to Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I have no doubt that he died for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Since, I&#39;ve been forgiven, I am living abundantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to laugh instead of cry,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to spread my wings and learn to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To love rather than hate, to see the good and not complain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to take a chance and risk it all, get up again after a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m throwing caution to the wind.&amp;nbsp; I choose to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Thirty or forty, maybe even fifty years from now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I pray the choices that I&#39;ve made will help somebody in someway or some how &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to laugh instead of cry,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to spread my wings and learn to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;To love rather than hate, to see the good and not complain.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I choose to take a chance and risk it all, get up again after a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m throwing caution to the wind.&amp;nbsp; I choose to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-choose-to-live.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-8076467520465480690</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Apr 2011 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-07T08:28:02.496-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">None</category><title>My Little Ray of Sunshine...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ReRdYi_LcBaBElVdAny_G9X61btSD08oVHWS7WnBB5sLB2aUO5EzdCLLLeeLoJGBfPgkqWy2DKbGKyShWYspfTyqmK-RVDb7cdU0gzU8gE6axSe_29JxNsDip2ZMXy3WD9kcGC_IVguZ/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ReRdYi_LcBaBElVdAny_G9X61btSD08oVHWS7WnBB5sLB2aUO5EzdCLLLeeLoJGBfPgkqWy2DKbGKyShWYspfTyqmK-RVDb7cdU0gzU8gE6axSe_29JxNsDip2ZMXy3WD9kcGC_IVguZ/&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center cursor: pointer;&quot; height=&quot;182px&quot; width=&quot;320px&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of the best things I have ever done......becoming a Mama&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-little-ray-of-sunshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ReRdYi_LcBaBElVdAny_G9X61btSD08oVHWS7WnBB5sLB2aUO5EzdCLLLeeLoJGBfPgkqWy2DKbGKyShWYspfTyqmK-RVDb7cdU0gzU8gE6axSe_29JxNsDip2ZMXy3WD9kcGC_IVguZ/s72-c" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-3534515581598737889</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-27T15:28:34.518-05:00</atom:updated><title>When You Thought I wasn&#39;t looking...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Lately,&amp;nbsp; I have been thinking a lot about example and what kind of example I set...not just for my children, but for any person I encounter along the way. &amp;nbsp; I am striving to teach by example when it comes to my children.&amp;nbsp; Naturally, they are my first and foremost priority when it comes to teaching about serving God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;At the close of many days, I think about the example that I showed others during the day.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, there are days that I know I failed in setting the right example for my own children and others that I have encountered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I am so thankful that, even on those days that I mess up and many of my imperfections come to the surface, I serve a God that has provided a way for me to come before Him and ask for forgiveness and help to do better in the days to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Around our house for the last few months, I have heard these words coming from the mouths of my precious children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Serving God by serving others!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Nothing makes me happier than to hear those words coming from the lips of my children...because it reminds me that EVERYONE can serve God by serving others! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN&#39;T LOOKING...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (A message every adult should read, because  children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; are watching you and doing as you do, not as you  say!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I saw you hang  my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately  wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to paint another one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I  wasn&#39;t looking, I saw you feed a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; stray cat, and I learned that it was  good to be kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I  wasn&#39;t looking, I saw you make my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; favorite cake for me and I learned  that the little things could be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the special things in  life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I heard you say  a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; prayer, and I knew there is a God I could always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; talk to  and I learned to trust in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t  looking, I saw you make a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; meal and take it to a friend who was sick,  and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; learned that we all have to help take care of each  other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I saw you give  of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; your time and money to help people who had nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and I  learned that those who have something should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; give to those who  don&#39;t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I saw you  take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; care of our house and everyone in it and I learned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; we  have to take care of what we are given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I  wasn&#39;t looking, I saw how you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; handled your responsibilities, even when  you didn&#39;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; feel good and I learned that I would have to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  responsible when I grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking,  I saw tears come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; from your eyes and I learned that sometimes  things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hurt, but it&#39;s all right to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you  thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I saw that you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; cared and I wanted to be  everything that I could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you thought I wasn&#39;t looking,  I learned most of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; life&#39;s lessons that I need to know to be a good  and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; productive person when I grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you  thought I wasn&#39;t looking, I looked at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and wanted to say, &quot;Thanks  for all the things I saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; when you thought I wasn&#39;t  looking.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Little eyes see a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Each of us  (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; teacher or friend) influences the  life of a child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How will you touch the life of someone  today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/lately-i-have-been-thinking-lot-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-9152964857978178003</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 04:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-26T23:36:30.919-05:00</atom:updated><title>Before I was a Mom...</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three beautiful blessings, Three bundles of pure joy, Three precious hearts...that I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; privileged to call mine...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how  late I got into bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I  cleaned my house each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never tripped over toys or forgot words  to a lullaby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never thought about immunizations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I  cleaned my house each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never tripped over toys or forgot words  to a lullaby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never thought about immunizations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before  I was a Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had never been puked on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pooped on. Spit on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Chewed on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Peed on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had complete control  of my mind and my thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I slept all night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do  tests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Or give shots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never  looked into teary eyes and cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never got gloriously happy over  a simple grin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby  sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never held a sleeping baby just because I  didn&#39;t want to put it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never felt my heart break into a  million pieces when I couldn&#39;t stop the hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never knew that  something so small could affect my life so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I never knew that I could love someone so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I  never knew I would love being a Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t know the feeling of having my heart  outside my body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t know how special it could feel to feed a  hungry baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t know that bond between a mother and her child.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t know that something so small could make me feel so  important and happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Before I was a Mom  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had never gotten up in the middle of the  night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had never known  the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of&amp;nbsp; . &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; being a Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I didn&#39;t know I was capable of feeling so much  before I was a Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/before-i-was-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-8969068742790042278</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-15T17:16:23.197-05:00</atom:updated><title>Questions and answers...through the eyes of my child.</title><description>This edition is questions and answers from my kids in regards to me...stay tuned for the answers about &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daddy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So funny to read how they answered these questions and to get a glimpse of their viewpoints...I have typed the answers just as they wrote them because that makes it more fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
What is the funniest thing I do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; laugh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; laugh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Parker:&amp;nbsp; say funny words like Goofy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What is my favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; Reba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; Mr. Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;How tall am I?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; 5&#39;7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; 5&#39;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What is my favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; play with us!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; love us! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; when someone passes away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; when we get hurt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes me laugh?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; when I cross my eyes and leave them like that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; when I do something funny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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How much time do I spend on the phone each day?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; 20-45 minutes per day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; 1 hour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Am I a better driver than Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; Yes!!!!!&amp;nbsp; a million times yes!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What do I do when you are at school each day? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; clean the house&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; watch Parker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What should I be famous for?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mallory:&amp;nbsp; singing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kennedy:&amp;nbsp; loving us!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/questions-and-answersthrough-eyes-of-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-51516436036265107</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-14T08:15:34.046-05:00</atom:updated><title>Can it be?</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It seems like reality really hit me this weekend when I looked at what my baby boy had written on the driveway with sidewalk chalk!!!&amp;nbsp; Is it really possible that this precious boy will start kindergarten in only five short months?&amp;nbsp; Surely not...or at least that is what my heart is saying!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxQDmCdyAFlWtqkHlFCJxCDwmfcgjRpLe5TX4V_SvKb-OHX9mc44sJMoY_y2td5H80ugfjni-PmK-8zvh6ZmeYibmvb_BRtO_ZccUpZXwuzfufbFQmQitrJm62buGW4xyQVdIQbp3fU6w/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;267&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxQDmCdyAFlWtqkHlFCJxCDwmfcgjRpLe5TX4V_SvKb-OHX9mc44sJMoY_y2td5H80ugfjni-PmK-8zvh6ZmeYibmvb_BRtO_ZccUpZXwuzfufbFQmQitrJm62buGW4xyQVdIQbp3fU6w/s400/DSC_0106.JPG&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Parker wrote his name on the bottom.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure how or why...but this boy picked up a pencil after being shown one time how to write his name and wrote Parker.&amp;nbsp; I was in shock and still am in shock that he can write his name after only being shown once...and that was a while ago!&amp;nbsp; Saturday he was showing us again!&amp;nbsp; Daddy wrote the top name and Parker followed right along on the bottom copying what his Daddy had written!&amp;nbsp; Good job Parker-Man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/can-it-be.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxQDmCdyAFlWtqkHlFCJxCDwmfcgjRpLe5TX4V_SvKb-OHX9mc44sJMoY_y2td5H80ugfjni-PmK-8zvh6ZmeYibmvb_BRtO_ZccUpZXwuzfufbFQmQitrJm62buGW4xyQVdIQbp3fU6w/s72-c/DSC_0106.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-3380512998777874052</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-10T10:34:25.802-06:00</atom:updated><title>Conversations with my kids...</title><description>I have been using this awesome book called...&quot;Scrapbook Shortcuts with  Quizzes and Questions&quot; over the last few weeks to spark interesting  conversations with the kids.&amp;nbsp; It has been so funny to hear some of their  answers!&amp;nbsp; I thought I would share a few of them here on my blog...they  are pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who is the smartest person in your family?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory - Daddy&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Kennedy - Gram&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parker -&amp;nbsp; Mallory&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;What is your Daddy really good at doing?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory - Science&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Kennedy - playing games on his computer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parker - working like a worker&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;What can you do better than Daddy?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory - Grow hair on my head!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Kennedy - Put my hair in a ponytail!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parker - Play&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory - Just Keep Casting your Bread upon the Water&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Kennedy - Old Camp Meeting Days&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parker - Jesus loves Me&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;What nicknames do you have?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mallory - Molly and Mal Mal&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt; Kennedy - Banjo Butt and Sis&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Parker - P.J...that&#39;s what Pap calls me!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/conversations-with-my-kids.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-1563747601132313820</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2011 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T08:53:43.986-06:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The 10 Commandments of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;  Prayer&lt;/span&gt; is not a &quot;spare wheel&quot; that you pull out when in trouble;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     it is a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;steering wheel &lt;/span&gt;that directs us in the right path throughout life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;Do you know why a car&#39;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WINDSHIELD&lt;/span&gt; is so large &amp;amp; the rear view mirror is so small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Because our &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;PAST&lt;/span&gt; is not as important as our &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;. So, look ahead and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;   Friendship is like a &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;BOOK.&lt;/span&gt; It takes few seconds to burn, but it takes years to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;  All things in life are temporary. If going well,  enjoy it, they will not last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If going wrong don&#39;t worry, they can&#39;t last long either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;5.   &lt;/span&gt;Old friends are like Gold!  New friends are Diamonds!  If you get a Diamond, don&#39;t forget         the Gold!  Because to hold a Diamond, you always need a base of Gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;   Often when we lose hope and think this is the end, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; smiles from above and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Relax, it&#39;s just a bend, not the end! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;   When GOD solves your problems, you have faith in &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;HIS &lt;/span&gt;abilities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      when GOD doesn&#39;t solve your problems &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;has faith in your abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;8.   &lt;/span&gt;A blind person asked St. Anthony: &quot;Can there be anything worse than losing eye sight?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He replied: &quot;Yes, losing your &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;vision&lt;/span&gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;9.   &lt;/span&gt;When you pray for others, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God listens to you&lt;/span&gt; and blesses them; and sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      when you are safe and happy, remember that &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;someone has prayed for you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;WORRYING&lt;/span&gt; does not take away tomorrow&#39;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;TROUBLES&lt;/span&gt;; it takes away today&#39;s &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighten someone&#39;s day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;...leave the rest to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/10-commandments-of-life-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-5256411268297628368</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-01T18:57:30.275-06:00</atom:updated><title>Happy 8th Birthday Special K!!!</title><description>Eight years ago today...I was holding a brand new bundle of joy in my arms, delighted that she was finally here...thanking God for his wonderful creation and that he was allowing me to be her Mama!!! What a blessing and a pure joy she is to me! Happy Birthday &quot;Special K&quot;! Love you to the moon and back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;#ffffff&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smilebox.com/play/4d6a4d794f5459794f54453d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Click to play this Smilebox slideshow&quot; src=&quot;http://smilebox.com/snap/4d6a4d794f5459794f54453d0d0a.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none;&quot; height=&quot;303&quot; width=&quot;386&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox&quot; src=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif&quot; style=&quot;border: medium none;&quot; height=&quot;46&quot; width=&quot;386&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Personalize a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.smilebox.com/anytime-slideshows.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;free photo slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-8th-birthday-special-k.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-3050935430833895436</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-20T00:30:40.304-06:00</atom:updated><title>Why God Made Mama...</title><description>Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God make mothers? &lt;br /&gt;1. She&#39;s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mostly to clean the house.&lt;br /&gt;3. To help us out of there when we were getting born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did God make mothers?&lt;br /&gt;1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.&lt;br /&gt;3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger &lt;br /&gt;parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ingredients are mothers made of ? &lt;br /&gt;1.. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything &lt;br /&gt;nice in the world and one dab of mean. &lt;br /&gt;2. They had to get their start from men&#39;s bones. Then they mostly use &lt;br /&gt;string, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom? &lt;br /&gt;1. We&#39;re related.&lt;br /&gt;2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people&#39;s moms like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of little girl was your mom?&lt;br /&gt;1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff. &lt;br /&gt;2. I don&#39;t know because I wasn&#39;t there, but my guess would be pretty &lt;br /&gt;bossy.&lt;br /&gt;3. They say she used to be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?&lt;br /&gt;1. His last name.&lt;br /&gt;2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get &lt;br /&gt;drunk on beer?&lt;br /&gt;3! . Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and &lt;br /&gt;YES to chores? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did your mom marry your dad?&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world.. And my Mom eats a &lt;br /&gt;lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. She got too old to do anything else with him.. &lt;br /&gt;3. My grandma says that Mom didn&#39;t have her thinking cap on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who&#39;s the boss at your house?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom doesn&#39;t want to be boss, but she has to because dad&#39;s such a &lt;br /&gt;goof ball.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the &lt;br /&gt;bed.&lt;br /&gt;3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than &lt;br /&gt;dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&#39;s the difference between moms &amp; dads?&lt;br /&gt;1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at &lt;br /&gt;work. &lt;br /&gt;2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dads are taller &amp; stronger, but moms have all the real &lt;br /&gt;power &#39;cause that&#39;s who &lt;br /&gt;you got to ask if you! want to sleep over at your friend&#39;s. &lt;br /&gt;4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your mom do in her spare time?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mothers don&#39;t do spare time.&lt;br /&gt;2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it take to make your mom perfect?&lt;br /&gt;1. On the inside she&#39;s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of &lt;br /&gt;plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;2. Diet. You know, her hair. I&#39;d diet, maybe blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I&#39;d get &lt;br /&gt;rid of that. &lt;br /&gt;2. I&#39;d make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who &lt;br /&gt;did it and not me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the &lt;br /&gt;back of her head.</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-god-made-mama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-732459408076966790</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-18T09:59:42.952-06:00</atom:updated><title>Things I have learned...</title><description>I&#39;ve learned.... That the best classroom in the world is at the feet&lt;br /&gt;of an elderly person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That when you&#39;re in love, it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That just one person saying to me, &quot;You&#39;ve made my&lt;br /&gt;day!&quot; makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That having a child fall asleep in your arms is one&lt;br /&gt;of the most peaceful feelings in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That being kind is more important than being right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That you should never say no to a gift from a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That I can always pray for someone when I don&#39;t have&lt;br /&gt;the strength to help him in some other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That no matter how serious your life requires you to&lt;br /&gt;be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That sometimes all a person needs is a hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;and a heart to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That simple walks with my father around the block on&lt;br /&gt;summer nights when I was a child did wonders for me as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer&lt;br /&gt;it gets to the end, the faster it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That we should be glad God doesn&#39;t give us everything&lt;br /&gt;we ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That money doesn&#39;t buy class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That it&#39;s those small daily happenings that make life&lt;br /&gt;so spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned... That under everyone&#39;s hard shell is someone who wants&lt;br /&gt;to be appreciated and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are&lt;br /&gt;only letting that person continue to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to&lt;br /&gt;surround myself with people smarter than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That everyone you meet deserves to be greeted with a&lt;br /&gt;smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That no one is perfect until you fall in love with&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That life is tough, but I&#39;m tougher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That opportunities are never lost; someone will take&lt;br /&gt;the ones you miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That when you harbor bitterness, happiness will dock&lt;br /&gt;elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her&lt;br /&gt;one more time before she passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That one should keep his words both soft and tender,&lt;br /&gt;because tomorrow he may have to eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That a smile is an inexpensive way to improve your&lt;br /&gt;looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That I can&#39;t choose how I feel, but I can choose what&lt;br /&gt;I do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That when your newly born grandchild holds your&lt;br /&gt;little finger in his little fist, that you&#39;re hooked for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That everyone wants to live on top of the mountain,&lt;br /&gt;but all the happiness and growth occurs while you&#39;re climbing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ve learned.... That the less time I have to work with, the more&lt;br /&gt;things I get done.</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/01/ive-learned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-7767125161287451114</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 19:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T13:52:08.852-06:00</atom:updated><title>&quot;The Promise&quot; By The Martins (2009)</title><description>I never said that I would give you silver or gold&lt;br /&gt;Or that you would never feel the fire or shiver in the cold&lt;br /&gt;But I did say you&#39;d never walk thru this world alone&lt;br /&gt;And I did say don&#39;t make this world your home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said that fear wouldn&#39;t find you in the night&lt;br /&gt;Or that loneliness was something you&#39;d never have to fight&lt;br /&gt;But I did say I&#39;d be right there by your side&lt;br /&gt;And I did say I&#39;ll always help you fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause you know I made a promise that I intend to keep&lt;br /&gt;My grace will be sufficient in your time of need&lt;br /&gt;My love will be the anchor that you can hold on to&lt;br /&gt;This is the promise, this is the promise I&#39;ve made to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said that friends would never turn their backs on you&lt;br /&gt;Or that the world around you wouldn&#39;t see you as a fool&lt;br /&gt;But I did say like me you&#39;ll surely be despised&lt;br /&gt;And I did say My ways confound the wise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&#39;t say you&#39;d never taste the bitter kiss of death&lt;br /&gt;Or have to walk thru chilly Jordan to enter into rest&lt;br /&gt;But I did say I&#39;d be waiting right on the other side&lt;br /&gt;And I did say I&#39;ll dry every tear you&#39;ve cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Cause you know I made a promise that I&#39;ve prepared a place&lt;br /&gt;And someday sooner than you think you&#39;ll see me face to face&lt;br /&gt;And you&#39;ll sing with the angels and a countless multitude&lt;br /&gt;This is the promise, this is the promise I&#39;ve made to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just keep on walking don&#39;t turn to the left or right&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of darkness let this be your light&lt;br /&gt;That hell can&#39;t separate us and you&#39;re gonna make it thru&lt;br /&gt;This is the promise, this is the promise I&#39;ve made to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is the promise, this is the promise I&#39;ve made to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/k2Irtr3sbBM?fs=1&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/01/promise-by-martins-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/k2Irtr3sbBM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-5119682378056993464</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jan 2011 05:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-09T00:28:15.229-06:00</atom:updated><title>God Be With You Till We Meet Again...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUElMKldHu8PNI6i51bfuCe1Tjdmv4CsIdirG68iHobrQqUYVC93hUeuB3x64l869Dx5azA7zENcBEFMbTy66R-30LjlvP1AfFiMl_B5PyH2NPmRQgBJFuC26U4Mvz0KuDfC99ZqH7cRP/s1600/Willpower.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 313px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUElMKldHu8PNI6i51bfuCe1Tjdmv4CsIdirG68iHobrQqUYVC93hUeuB3x64l869Dx5azA7zENcBEFMbTy66R-30LjlvP1AfFiMl_B5PyH2NPmRQgBJFuC26U4Mvz0KuDfC99ZqH7cRP/s320/Willpower.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560054163408139634&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We should all be thanking God for the blessing of knowing Will and Emily Haney!   We don&#39;t always understand God&#39;s plan and the reasons for why things happen...but we do know that God is faithful!  We know that Will is in a better place tonight and that he is in no more pain now...but that doesn&#39;t change the fact that he will be greatly missed here on this earth.  Will Haney, along with his precious wife Emily, have enriched our lives and taught us many things over the last couple of years.  I know that I can speak for me and Shane when I say that because of Will and Emily&#39;s battle with cancer...we have became more prayful, we have grown closer to our brothers and sisters in Christ, our faith and determination has become stronger, and we are more aware of the blessings God gives and more thankful for those blessings.  Thank you God for the blessing of friendship and for the blessing of knowing that if we are faithful to You we will all meet again in Heaven someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPm7xC4dkWL6rLP2zVOK7lzAlqMRpjLaMpiXKG4m2RnfSka9ycUXkF5iqVIt-TzaNZsS844FG2FELo0dRxAsUyONaWlDWVzsYW0_eGQKNxFWy7cL_vxf-mDHaiiUqatW7WhBBEXF2aI_4/s1600/4422_187430650390_581490390_7073413_516355_s.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/01/god-be-with-you-till-we-meet-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSUElMKldHu8PNI6i51bfuCe1Tjdmv4CsIdirG68iHobrQqUYVC93hUeuB3x64l869Dx5azA7zENcBEFMbTy66R-30LjlvP1AfFiMl_B5PyH2NPmRQgBJFuC26U4Mvz0KuDfC99ZqH7cRP/s72-c/Willpower.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-7604658231308751123</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Jan 2011 23:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-05T18:27:00.140-06:00</atom:updated><title>In Everything Give Thanks</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Most of us seem to remember to thank God for all of the wonderful blessings He showers upon us each and every day.  However,  many times, we neglect to thank God for trials and challenges that He allows us to experience in our daily walks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has never promised that life&#39;s road would be easy and many times we don&#39;t understand why things happen...but in all of our questions and in our trials...we can rest assured that God is ALWAYS with us and He is in control!  Trials help us to grow and help to make us stronger...even when we don&#39;t understand why we are being tested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; Give &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/K85WkOETygU?fs=1&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;295&quot; width=&quot;480&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-everything-give-thanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/K85WkOETygU/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5352751022735257329.post-7830226467917948090</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 05:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T23:35:53.143-06:00</atom:updated><title>Ernie Haase &amp; 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I am thankful that they were committed to raising a family and teaching them the importance of serving God.   I am thankful for so many things about them...but right now I am most THANKFUL that God has allowed me to have 35 wonderful years with them and that my children are getting the opportunity know these wonderful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://lovingourlifetogether.blogspot.com/2010/07/milestone-to-honor-and-remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heather)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjarufAR9BsPXVYGBHp7QZXz3Ky49xvlDWwMQE7dZiwkBI7fBRzHJDnW1eP0O6FvC0uFl6KESls0zcYSXWI3-wTGgdgFhiFpLw0s3rodWSy0797RVtDA82G7Ytcl8Cp09OHRYvcZt_uCkDf/s72-c/Pap+and+Gram.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>