<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns: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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086</id><updated>2023-11-16T08:24:12.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Marriage is My Job</title><subtitle type='html'>My marriage, my life, with all its ups and downs...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-5532629290357427849</id><published>2015-09-03T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2015-09-03T12:20:00.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Wilt Thou?</title><summary type="text">



The story of a blind man receiving his sight SHOULD bring a sense of excitement, wonder, and inspiration. The truth is, however, that this brief story found in Mark 10, more often than not, is skimmed over with a sort of &#39;ho-hum&#39; indifference. I mean, it&#39;s not the miracle of the loaves and fishes, is it? There isn&#39;t any one walking on water, and it certainly isn&#39;t the resurrection. These are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/5532629290357427849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2015/09/what-wilt-thou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5532629290357427849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5532629290357427849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2015/09/what-wilt-thou.html' title='What Wilt Thou?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlCkwINBmcdF1UMGK8Enfb2xFcW2nw70rNwcI-KDh1jejOxoiUHQgCzK02OTgTpQbb8XXkyjmdZBIBMhk5vVYnsFMNU4STAxQWTPoNturUHlr6wd1dOmoNjvuqbKTAcXE2PAKFoJyI8czB/s72-c/imgres.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-2501883749012446160</id><published>2014-11-04T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2014-11-04T09:25:46.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Soup</title><summary type="text">
Chicken Soup&amp;nbsp;



Step 1: Cook



Ingredients:

1 Whole chicken, skin on. Use all pieces, including the back.&amp;nbsp;

1 Whole garlic bulb, divided

3Tbs sea salt or Kosher salt

7 stalks celery, divided

1/2 bag pearl onions

3-4 large carrots

1tsp pepper

1/2 bunch fresh parsley



Preparation:

Clean the organs out of the back piece of the chicken. Rinse all parts and place in a large pot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/2501883749012446160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2014/11/chicken-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2501883749012446160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2501883749012446160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2014/11/chicken-soup.html' title='Chicken Soup'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-5482153196967131178</id><published>2013-11-22T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-11-22T23:02:12.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; How Precious!&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; 




&quot;...As I wrote afore in few words, whereby when ye read, ye may understand...&quot; 
Eph. 3:3b-4a




Paul is taking for granted two things here, making assumptions about the members of the church in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/5482153196967131178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/11/how-precious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5482153196967131178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5482153196967131178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/11/how-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-3053020497751270287</id><published>2013-11-14T08:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-11-14T08:18:43.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">




 




Blessed are the meek; for they shall inherit the earth.&amp;nbsp;

Matt. 5:5

Definition of MEEK: gentleness of spirit; we accept God&#39;s dealings with us as good, without dispute or resistance. It is the opposite of self-assertiveness and self-interest.

Dis me for faith? Talk to the hand. Tell me I&#39;m not the sharpest tool in the shed? Bring it on. Break something of mine? I can handle it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/3053020497751270287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/11/blessed-are-meek-for-they-shall-inherit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/3053020497751270287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/3053020497751270287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/11/blessed-are-meek-for-they-shall-inherit.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU5V3f5ghlhxRPOvzqz358096qHtWvLkc9SIzIJbrlxpE6GLA1RgDvGZGMQbZK9UG50iR4kByZHsdWOjUsG2_uReNLgzXq6v-tLKvvzZUQ6IkrSNa6UhTyMV9VS2HjoH4HVZUKtL5q340X/s72-c/Epic+Fail.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-8539546780628272937</id><published>2013-10-04T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-10-04T08:23:01.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
Yo - I got this.



When my children were just learning how to do things, like get dressed, I often heard, &#39;no mommy, I want to do it&#39;, when I tried to help. There was some disappointment in knowing there was one more thing they&#39;d no longer need me for, but there was pride too, in knowing they were learning how to be their own person.&amp;nbsp;



I wonder what God thinks when we tell him, &#39;no, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/8539546780628272937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/10/yo-i-got-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/8539546780628272937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/8539546780628272937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/10/yo-i-got-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1090860518037560083</id><published>2013-09-10T12:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2013-09-10T13:41:59.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">




Oh No! Is He Sick?!

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



No, he isn&#39;t sick. &#39;Is he having surgery?&#39; No, he isn&#39;t having surgery. &#39;Is there something going on with one of his family members?&#39;. No, there isn&#39;t something going on. &#39;Ok, let me get this straight. You just want me to pray for him. That&#39;s it? Just pray?&#39; 



&amp;nbsp;Why is it that we need a &#39;reason&#39; to pray for our pastors? (Obviously it isn&#39;t enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1090860518037560083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/09/oh-no-is-he-sick-no-he-isnt-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1090860518037560083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1090860518037560083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/09/oh-no-is-he-sick-no-he-isnt-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-5718132007794452807</id><published>2013-01-28T17:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-28T17:26:43.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
The Story of Us. 









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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/5718132007794452807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-story-of-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5718132007794452807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5718132007794452807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-story-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-654211298392253865</id><published>2012-07-21T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-21T09:22:08.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
Oooooh! Pretty!&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Did you ever put together a puzzle? Did you ever buy one because you just loved the picture it made, and took it home, and pulled the pieces out, found all the straight edges and the corners, put the frame together, got one one or two sections together and then you figured you take a break, but that break lasted three weeks? Or maybe you never  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/654211298392253865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/oooooh-pretty-did-you-ever-put-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/654211298392253865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/654211298392253865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/oooooh-pretty-did-you-ever-put-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-8212843696741375974</id><published>2012-07-17T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-17T08:58:05.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
When Did You Leave?&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;If you don&#39;t subscribe to the rss feed for the Bill Rice devotionals, you should. They&#39;re quite thought provoking. The title given for today&#39;s devo was, &#39;Leaving is Following&#39;, with the implied question of, what have you left to follow Christ?

Well, what is he talking about, exactly? Salvation? Service? Both? The Biblical examples he gives are of the Lord&#39;s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/8212843696741375974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/when-did-you-leave-you-dont-subscribe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/8212843696741375974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/8212843696741375974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/when-did-you-leave-you-dont-subscribe.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1169685669347572909</id><published>2012-07-13T08:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-07-13T08:27:56.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
Who&#39;s Got Your Back?&amp;nbsp;

David and Johnathan.

Who doesn&#39;t know of the self sacrificial, fast and sure, undying friendship of these two? We&#39;re told that their souls were &#39;knit together&#39;. This makes me think of my favorite sweater. Wonder what it would look like if it were to become &#39;un&#39; knitted? It wouldn&#39;t be a sweater anymore!

God&#39;s timing is always, always perfect. If we don&#39;t have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1169685669347572909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/whos-got-your-back-david-and-johnathan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1169685669347572909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1169685669347572909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/07/whos-got-your-back-david-and-johnathan.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-2750351349226986323</id><published>2012-05-24T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-24T15:40:33.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
Did You Ever Have That Time?



This was how my son, when he was young, would start a story about something that happened to him, and he wanted to know someone else had been through a similar situation.&amp;nbsp;

So..... did you ever have that time?&amp;nbsp;



Did you ever have that time when you were listening to a message, and the gist of it was clear, you could see in which direction it was going,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/2750351349226986323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/05/did-you-ever-have-that-time-this-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2750351349226986323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2750351349226986323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/05/did-you-ever-have-that-time-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-6400196894625739846</id><published>2012-02-24T12:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T12:58:28.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
How appropriate, considering my previous post.&amp;nbsp;



I wanted to share this from a fellow blogger and follower of Christ. She has been a blessing to me, even though I&#39;ve never met her. Her family has adopted a baby whom they recently found out has Duchenne muscular dystrophy (DMD).&amp;nbsp;



Read here what she has to say about their outlook on the future.&amp;nbsp;



God bless you and yours Ms. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/6400196894625739846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-appropriate-considering-my-previous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/6400196894625739846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/6400196894625739846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-appropriate-considering-my-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-2661948131304968492</id><published>2012-01-10T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:24:02.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
Can You Name Them?




&quot;Count your blessings, name them one by one&amp;nbsp;

count your many blessings see what God hath done&quot;&amp;nbsp;

This is the chorus to a song we sing in church. Come to think of it, I haven&#39;t heard it in a while. It&#39;s funny how we sing the same songs over and over till they become just so many words on a page, instead of something inspirational, which is what they were intended</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/2661948131304968492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-name-them-count-your-blessings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2661948131304968492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/2661948131304968492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-you-name-them-count-your-blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZyGOaEcrTET2qhTqf5H170tm1jMdJq_B3ApYtNyDkhLXK6LhelscRE1XseQU7vikq5tJ7DL44vLL8oyQ6OA2PEzrFtklFxKb-nQOxuYBr8nhyphenhyphen_NC1Kygir8a7vdl3nW7K9YRyMvdgFDX/s72-c/Thank+You.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-7127681865799598190</id><published>2011-12-27T22:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:22:09.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
&amp;nbsp;How Old Do You Feel? &amp;nbsp;
Someone told me once that you are as old as you feel, which I took to mean physically. I figured being as healthy as I was, I had many years ahead of me to feel young. Generally speaking, despite&amp;nbsp; trials, mishaps, or rebellions, I felt young, physically, mentally and emotionally.&amp;nbsp; Looking younger than my age, and acting younger than my age certainly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/7127681865799598190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-do-you-feel-someone-told-me-once.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/7127681865799598190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/7127681865799598190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-do-you-feel-someone-told-me-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKeXZDo-Gv5Aw-mLt3RyyxwbuJ0tW0TxnD8C1_OtLR9xGHHnS0MutOp4BmkeNdwiStl7Z5ijWMmy6xg8gRszH5spu6FZD85ZB2S0DwLNRTO_ZhwxkKz9y1UFMmBtW9mpz-7ftsgqILGFbT/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-4997428229719470569</id><published>2011-11-10T08:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:38:53.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
The Whole Story - A Rant



Do you ever wonder about the parts of the Bible that God leaves out? Do you ever speculate about how the character(s) in the story felt about things, what they were thinking, or how their story ended?&amp;nbsp;

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I do.&amp;nbsp;

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I think we take for granted that Daniel wasn&#39;t afraid in the lion&#39;s den. Does the Bible say he wasn&#39;t afraid? Wasn&#39;t he nervous, at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/4997428229719470569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/whole-story-rant-do-you-ever-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/4997428229719470569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/4997428229719470569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/whole-story-rant-do-you-ever-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1069505362573616603</id><published>2011-11-04T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:55:00.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
&amp;nbsp;Did you Know?



In the U.S. alone, there are over 100,000 children in the foster care system.
At age 18 the children leave the system, to begin life as an adult, with no family to rely on.&amp;nbsp;
November is National Adoption Awareness Month.


&quot;...relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow&quot;. Isaiah 1:17








National Adoption Month

Orphan Sunday

Heart Gallery (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1069505362573616603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-in-u.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1069505362573616603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1069505362573616603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-know-in-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9ohfiySvE4jf0e0HCmGU7W_pRthqdnLoyrvZDjAv0XnOsjqxDHEjNavkCJA4T890ecjUxqyWiQHiP6X_SxMnns2bNlvMhq0MtLv3DCCtRVjds23QFgy3lEBD1KkX-pQCZPL_DP0eqlcq/s72-c/adoption" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-5220314144816754728</id><published>2011-11-03T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:01:40.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
A Beautiful Picture of Prayer





&amp;nbsp; Revelation 5:8, and 8:3,4 refer to the prayers of saints as a sweet smell, offered on the golden altar which is before the throne of God. God not only hears our prayers, he loves to hear them.&amp;nbsp; 



&amp;nbsp; C.H. Spurgeon writes: &quot;...wherever there is a heart big with sorrow, or a lip quivering with agony, or a deep groan, or a penitential sigh, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/5220314144816754728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-picture-of-prayer-revelation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5220314144816754728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/5220314144816754728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/11/beautiful-picture-of-prayer-revelation.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPy038l7GAx7Q5qv_YfyHN0MbHhEzLuhFmYicWl5FO5CT7ahmaTJmBb7fUFrMU6UO3hVy30aT3hBEe4dM2zs8ZRKWRYTOyNrevzoGmLHLmn3FGhTgoqy-VqgC9S2YcnLQu2OUSpM970R8R/s72-c/rose" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-364132312659773420</id><published>2011-10-04T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:51:14.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">

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Clergy Appreciation Month



&amp;nbsp;October is Clergy (or Pastor) Appreciation Month. If you haven&#39;t heard about it before, don&#39;t worry, I haven&#39;t known about it for long, either! There seems to be some confusion as to when it started, what it means, and how long it lasts, whether it&#39;s for a month, or a week, or just something the church does on a particular Sunday. I don&#39;t know what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/364132312659773420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/10/clergy-appreciation-month-is-clergy-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/364132312659773420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/364132312659773420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/10/clergy-appreciation-month-is-clergy-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1088106887921385531</id><published>2011-06-28T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:54:16.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Champion in Disguise</title><summary type="text">I borrowed this from a fellow blogger....




There&#39;s a champion in disguise among us.....it is likely this champion is not obvious to you. His deeds are courageous and life changing for those to whom he gives his life. He is disguised as a father. His humble cloak conceals his greatness, yet his deeds, in all likelihood, will form the character of the next generation. His deeds include wiping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1088106887921385531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/06/champion-in-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1088106887921385531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1088106887921385531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/06/champion-in-disguise.html' title='A Champion in Disguise'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-4258585865166302601</id><published>2011-06-06T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:16:11.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scariest Thing I&#39;ve Ever Read</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;When he slew them, then they sought him, and returned and enquired early after God.&quot; Psalm 78:34
When he slew them. When he killed them. When he caused them to suffer. When he took away family members. When he made them deathly ill. When he took away their possessions. When he brought famine and desolation. Then and only then did they seek Him.... sound familiar?&amp;nbsp;911, tsunamis,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/4258585865166302601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/06/scariest-thing-ive-ever-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/4258585865166302601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/4258585865166302601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/06/scariest-thing-ive-ever-read.html' title='The Scariest Thing I&#39;ve Ever Read'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivW8bw6_9Da-NgxPFywnQSMkgxkUESlva9fW3b1bBgY5Vrh5uJypRT7d0vesoSMWNTVEDDB3mJGVa8HIJp11B63Kij662Cv0nvaoSU6EV9oghuLtgJschiONZqNTu32mpVVkrbmeurF-zH/s72-c/14482653741_9vmf4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1699319400946236550</id><published>2011-05-24T10:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:48:43.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lust, Pt2</title><summary type="text">Read Pt1 Here

Lust is the desire for any thing, place, or person other than what is intended for us.

Ever notice when you&#39;re ready to replace something, how all of a sudden, the object you&#39;re replacing doesn&#39;t look to you the same as it once did? When you become dissatisfied with something, you see the imperfections. What was good is now bad. What was beautiful is now ugly. What was pure is now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1699319400946236550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/lust-pt2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1699319400946236550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1699319400946236550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/lust-pt2.html' title='Lust, Pt2'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DpTFCFNKzrgK1P3ey8muKg3gM0fUaY-tqXWuLW71UMob91-UvSkRxCCwjRHitoofly7ZyhOG9MuqDpzvlveq63o5hKItF0m557mhRgISjbeKNTLOTv3m0YbvTyi86A1damsubPfQw0oR/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-6301501787918704840</id><published>2011-05-23T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:32:24.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There Fell A Lusting</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lust is the cause of every problem man ever had. We want what we want, when we want it, and how we want it. In this day and age, lust is normally depicted as something emotional that happens between a man and a woman, but we don&#39;t see it as the downfall to everything else that goes wrong in our lives - the wrong neighborhood, the wrong purchase, the wrong </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/6301501787918704840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-fell-lusting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/6301501787918704840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/6301501787918704840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/there-fell-lusting.html' title='There Fell A Lusting'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgelv9uYF3aswDb421meDDneIskS0xNJuAq-v200hJi_R_xLDuN1LwFLn_HiI03ABrfQertDgJqC4CP5jSmKxoiRsObdrMkAbujVA0i1z0UIWIHI0GE2u3UmnIuzuwGrKjEs-zeAjGJgqiT/s72-c/images-1.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-1105657199999408046</id><published>2011-05-16T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:46:38.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Minute Details</title><summary type="text">I&#39;ve been burdened as of late by something that happened to a family member of one of my church families. &amp;nbsp;There was a man, a preacher, a godly man, preaching the Word, serving Christ, making a difference. I say &#39;there was&#39; because he is now gone, gone to be with the Christ he so faithfully served. His passing from this life into the next was quite sudden -

On a Tuesday afternoon, after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/1105657199999408046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-minute-details.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1105657199999408046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/1105657199999408046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-minute-details.html' title='Last Minute Details'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-7149583791019630719</id><published>2011-05-11T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:17:42.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt. 6:19.... Revised</title><summary type="text">From Charles Spurgeon&#39;s yearly devotional &quot;Morning and Evening&#39;

&quot;It is well there is One who is ever the same, and who is ever with us. It is well there is one stable rock amidst the billows of the sea of life. O my soul, set not thine affections upon rusting, moth-eaten, decaying treasures, but set thine heart upon Him who abides for ever faithful to thee.&quot;


I could copy the entire rest of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/feeds/7149583791019630719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/matt-619-revised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/7149583791019630719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/321909808094236086/posts/default/7149583791019630719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymarriageismyjob.blogspot.com/2011/05/matt-619-revised.html' title='Matt. 6:19.... Revised'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02925886146437811914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-321909808094236086.post-6512821416410846415</id><published>2011-05-06T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:20:55.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 6:32</title><summary type="text">Any time I put up a post on a verse or verses of Scripture, what follows is an compilation of thoughts based on what I&#39;ve been taught by various pastors, what I&#39;ve read in various study helps, and what the verse or verses say to me personally.

Today&#39;s verse isn&#39;t so. So in reading the rest of this post, remember, this is PURELY musings and conjecture.

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