<?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-8812541859267183990</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 29 Aug 2024 05:43:50 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Life</category><category>Christian Walk</category><category>Children</category><category>God</category><category>family</category><category>Discipline</category><category>Nature</category><title>Higher than Mine</title><description>Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God&#39;s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.~ Romans 12:2</description><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-5394333681832141369</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-09T20:25:46.693-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><title>Fear and Trust, Part 2-What I DO Know</title><atom:summary type="text">
Now, 7 months later, as birth and the postpartum period become imminent, I realize that I still struggle with the fear and with trust. My thoughts reel. I become the double-minded man that James warns us of.

Un-Holy Self:&amp;nbsp;&quot;What if God makes me go through this again? Last time I prayed that she would turn from the breech position and she didn&#39;t. God didn&#39;t answer my prayer that time and I </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2013/05/fear-and-trust-part-2-what-i-do-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-3342968228912812530</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-09T20:25:32.693-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><title>Fear and Trust, Part 1</title><atom:summary type="text">I just had one of those times when God shows you over the course of several days and in several ways that He is trying to get your attention and teach you something. If I can just be smart enough to learn the lesson.

I&#39;ve been mildly freaked out about having a baby since I was 4 years old when my mother caught me crying and got me to admit that I didn&#39;t want to ever have a baby because it would </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2013/05/fear-and-trust-part-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-1165329733199394642</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 May 2013 02:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-05-01T22:37:47.354-04:00</atom:updated><title>Should I Return? and the Boot Camp of Motherhood.</title><atom:summary type="text">I think I might starting writing here again. It has been a while. Like a long while. I just stopped for no particular reason. Actually, it might have been because the weather got nice last spring and I finally got to be out and then I never returned when the weather kept me in again. 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This usually means that jobs get done more efficiently and items are more affordable. When Henry Ford made the automobile affordable for Americans in the early 1900&#39;s, he used this idea in the form of his </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/04/economics-of-family.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z88fyEUEactoQOxItn-n6gm17h1gSC-nQge4EIOUWWJw5h18YRRBNCef1wDDasGy2Txth9th8q43youhtQwwTVZA6xf6yFy9cK1AxjX2M47yAREpO2o_GVOZ4MygeFDtR4kyaFUIRYCo/s72-c/line.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-3353301459971931219</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-26T13:55:12.037-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>A Fallen World</title><atom:summary type="text">The other day I was out digging up my very un-landscaped front yard and I had a bit of an epiphany. I was thinking very serious thoughts as I dug because of an article I had just read about a father whose wife insisted on aborting two of the triplets they had conceived through in-vitro fertilization. (This next sentence is high disturbing, so beware). He had watched the ultrasound image as his </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/03/fallen-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-7475727735762724507</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2012 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-16T15:15:30.081-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>The Second Sin Nature</title><atom:summary type="text">Ahem, get ready. Today I am writing about hormones. (Even if you are a man, please read this if you currently or, in the future, may live in any kind of close communication with a member of the female sex).  Let me make the disclaimer that the phrase used as the title of this post was actually dubbed by my husband (who doesn&#39;t know I&#39;m using it as a post title). Before you get mad at him, know </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/03/second-sin-nature.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-5278340552299386588</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2012 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-27T15:10:07.406-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nature</category><title>I Sing the Mighty Power of God</title><atom:summary type="text">Hiking over branches and rocks.  I&#39;m training her young.This morning was warm and sunny. Our winter has been so mild, yet I&#39;ve gloried in every spring-like day like it was the first in months. I thrive on sunshine. I told my husband yesterday that I need sunshine just like I need food and water. He thought that was a bit of an exaggeration. Perhaps it is a little, but I think sunshine still runs </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-sing-mighty-power-of-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTgj3FLOJdq5H76S17we65nSUsexQ1jxXEn-TOkrgS0oj_CxDXgBklM0ER-6nllQr_-Jn34eRsjQuRHBEmey17y2TncRzATtmLzg0kGeCqaLJMCwQ97xfnnr0akjBwvR1NqAISr5H69vYz/s72-c/0227121122.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-2777684388755731304</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2012 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-24T14:17:24.788-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>Convictions and opinons, cont...It&#39;s about love!</title><atom:summary type="text">I have continued to think about the topic of convictions and opinions which I wrote about in my last post. 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As one country song says, &quot;These are my people. This is where I come from.&quot; While I don&#39;t listen to it much anymore, I still enjoy it now and then!) The chorus of the song goes like this:&quot;It was time well wasted.And there&#39;s no way I&#39;d tradea few more things that I could have crossed </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/02/time-well-wasted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi74HcMT1C7MMpd0XoLxNruvA6NLiWiFRABA_KL1898O4Sx0E02Vj7UdNtVLbiiMaeDYDCLe1s4yHzxKTji3o95YVlmR8Irq1jY2PqzPHIwZ4gVju_Mmm9xTaQfmGyrdTIAzcYtOJG85dyC/s72-c/0201121129.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-6563920926914236586</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T15:28:04.245-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Discipline</category><title>Spirit and Flesh</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a bit of a continuation of my theme from last time (which I will probably be continuing again as I read more), but I am going to follow a slightly different line of thought about child development today.As I&#39;ve been reading books like &quot;Baby Hearts&quot;, &quot;The Irreducible Needs of Children&quot;, and &quot;The Science of Parenting&quot;, I  have been thinking about  the unique interaction between the spirit </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/01/spirit-and-flesh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOOHk3aCrR-lf8v5I35ufil2p-tHjZDjlVVrAyr4bcmqzuvPAoJf1_nVBA2mVdAY76kmxrDobWF_3grEEFFVW0WTFXREo1tirwVsa8XQ9PbTVbCtG9ZiANdFrdsByQbK8sObDrx5c4U_U5/s72-c/77568_587941064326_9508969_34538735_6258884_o.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-12690101923251632</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T14:52:45.362-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><title>Child Development and Day Care Centers</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve been doing a lot of reading lately on child development. I came home from the library last week with four books by various psychologists on the topic. You ask, &quot;why?&quot;. Well, first, I&#39;m a bit of a nerd and like to read books on various and sundry topics (I also read labels on the food and medicine and just about everything else). Secondly, I&#39;m a mom so I figure it is a good idea to know </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/01/child-development-and-day-care-centers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL9A3QHf1EvgVLrfgeBNsFAYQau8YeksIzTJpqYtIAq_qDnO0iDS2JZj8g4PH6j6fKaMA5cdaETAydyxJLyIvI2iGtZI2KJkNr7qjsQjkR2pfKm-RjoNFuyo5CPaxyq2tBHtRjPtmQiWdi/s72-c/314937_677915749336_9508969_35395698_408421513_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-7285009528222827557</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T14:35:37.914-05:00</atom:updated><title>David, Son of Jesse</title><atom:summary type="text">I haven&#39;t disappeared from my blog, but I&#39;m working on another project that is taking a lot of my free time. I&#39;ll announce it soon, but for now it&#39;s kind of a secret.Anyway, I&#39;ve been reading 1 and 2 Samuel and marveling at what a stirring story the story of David is! I&#39;m sure someone must have made a movie out of his life, because you couldn&#39;t make up the stuff that guy did. No wonder he lives </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/01/david-son-of-jesse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-5303323425929300367</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 18:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-03T20:00:03.289-05:00</atom:updated><title>Good Eatin&#39;</title><atom:summary type="text">Now that we&#39;re all back from our tasty, fatty, sugary, deliciously indulgent weeks of  holiday cookies, pies, and candies, I think it would be appropriate to write about one of my favorite topics: nutrition.When I started out my higher education at my little community college in NY, I was actually on the track to get a Nutrition degree. I took Chemistry, Anatomy and  Physiology, etc, and </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2012/01/good-eatin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-5039977116343290475</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 18:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-29T13:25:22.521-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">                                                       Happy New Year from the Foleys!</atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-from-foleys.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg54EazlGkr6aSoPo4ozN65uC4zTdsGikjwZRy7elL4C0FufFep6rKtb9DLvuhRScyUGf9-TWR8TF2xhh7SvZH7dvIj3memkStW7M2N_hCUJHaR-93wUlUqM26F9OxHyOsOr-Jn7D-ww6W-/s72-c/colinand+elsieat+christmas.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-3664099414509885738</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-16T13:56:07.083-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>Burning Coals</title><atom:summary type="text">Proverbs 25:21-22 says that if you give your enemy food when he&#39;s hungry and water when he&#39;s thirsty, it will heap burning coals on his head and the Lord will reward you (Rebecca&#39;s paraphrase of NIV).My husband doesn&#39;t know I&#39;m writing this, but he is really good at heaping burning coals on my head. Now, I&#39;m not exactly his enemy, but, on days like today, he would be justified in looking at me as</atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/12/burning-coals.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrkfn1e4ZF8ygHBWXFpJQyhbA8pJt4mDcnjB0BxxSYgfSZqC_2zpejSN5cb4990PZqcseWeYlg7bMOkC_BnQ6bZfEaGIdV4rj_Dbkoe2Mcq6IX4JYEP35RqwlBuNUObObDVKkjoZVKFsX/s72-c/coal-ash-waste-hazardous-standard-regulation_1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-7595256372169183299</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2011 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-13T21:06:33.599-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><title>The Only Man</title><atom:summary type="text">Did you know that a large number of the founders of major world religions were born during the 600 or so years before the birth of Jesus? (Also, this was during the &#39;silent&#39; time when none of the books of the Bible were written). Our pastor pointed this out the other day and  I was thinking about how religions arise when a group of people decides to follow the teachings of a man. 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The speaker was talking about some of the &#39;surprises&#39; God has sent her way, and it got me thinking about some of the ways God has surprised me in the past.Of course, there are the ongoing surprises like...God never seems to answer my prayers using any of the options I give Him. You know how it goes, &quot;God will you please take care of this </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/12/surprise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-5594157204804447292</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-30T13:45:17.982-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>Intro to Beginning Motherhood-Class One</title><atom:summary type="text">Hello Class! Welcome to our first session of Intro to Beginning Motherhood. This will be the simplest class you will have. As the class progresses, we will be adding more responsibilities to make it more realistic. I will inform you of these at the end of the class.To begin, I will magically transform you into a fly on the wall so you will not get in the way as you observe during our one-hour </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/11/intro-to-beginning-motherhood-class-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYs3J1bpzQbp_ZLj2-FyBhYBT5ww7i41mmQY2me3TS-x4TIUfO_cBUq8XIyssR7dMOcA7CYivWPeAbzeOuMXyfHcDxlNY2AZqq3afKONf6iNnNWij9lR1D3XP9KgBVS6S9ke3yL4IQX-W/s72-c/busy_mom.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-250485765254788690</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 19:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-17T10:53:48.826-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>Books...</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;The reading of all good books is like a conversation with all the finest men of past centuries.&quot; - Rene DescartesI&#39;ve always loved to read. In books, I found adventure and romance in worlds of covered wagons, ships, and daring mountain journeys. At various times in my childhood I wanted to be a sailor, a cowboy, and a pioneer (did I mention that I was a bit of a tomboy?).Most of the books I read</atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/11/books.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRmbXNCcCj8dPt3cZ9w02zqvpaC-hDsXj_boh5pAPjAIh2J84aN9Rpwd9nwKkPX23_0dA87Vp_YbpHX6z7UCwlmasvqKkm0jgTUzq5_rvn7pWcW-gdQ7XZetsMco9AX2tfDtOTzaOOFGs/s72-c/classic-books.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-2561527462102165454</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 01:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-10T21:48:18.159-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><title>I&#39;m Gonna be a Pro!</title><atom:summary type="text">What makes somebody a professional? What about an expert? From my days (um, make that 7 years) in academia I learned that professors and graduate students are just people who did a lot of research. Half the time, they just did it because, hey, sometimes  it&#39;s easier and more comfortable to stay in school for 10 years (and usually get paid for it) and then get a cushy professorship job, than it is</atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-gonna-be-pro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2SKjmSI_2ewUVq3utaUAnA_ERfE5PPmj6sUwIqRU7xuzbjek8hrzB7CrIa-LV0xh4Qs2QycsLaFBi3ruugEFBf2wcwRegLNRmnaALXiiAvdzTnpT9lf8l7OSSvxVqJqbHPLFY50YsKzez/s72-c/professional_mom_mousepad-p144226362518616772qibe_210.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-6656133888833351043</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 01:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-07T21:25:26.672-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><title>Innocence, grace, and real life</title><atom:summary type="text">A couple nights ago I finished my book, &quot;Grace Based Parenting&quot;. The last chapter really wrapped up the foundational philosophy in the book. In fact, I wish he had put it, or a similar chapter, in the beginning.What really stood out to me in the last chapter was the comment that (paraphrased) grace based parents know their kids are sinners. Consequently, they are not shocked or even &#39;bothered&#39; </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/11/innocence-grace-and-real-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-7387212897182419785</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2011 19:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-03T17:17:43.482-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><title>Grace based parenting</title><atom:summary type="text">The title of this post is the title of a book I am reading written by Dr. Tim Kimmel.  I&#39;ve been hearing about it for a while and wanting to read it, so I added it to my Amazon shopping cart while picking up a couple more parenting books (with a one-year old, I decided it was high time to start reading a bit on the topic so I don&#39;t end up &quot;accidentally&quot; raising my kiddo completely on trial and </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/11/grace-based-parenting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-486600094515226168</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Oct 2011 17:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-27T14:37:09.110-04:00</atom:updated><title>But nobody is perfect!</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve been thinking a lot lately about sanctification and  holiness. Not in the abstract only, but in real life. God has been revealing to me so many, many areas where I need to let him work: areas of selfish pride and self-pity, motivations that are impure and self-serving. Self, self, self, that is the problem over and over again! What does God require of us? Does He just want us to be good and </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/10/but-nobody-is-perfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3_okYiQ4oIGPeeUkzRx0i7DriTeVlrm6-HM9dXmLEjBG8k3S169eHSFFDrkJ3Z3mO2IiJbzjE_-MSBIXAXRdnhyQCQxha5ZXmdZgiir9664jyh5w3eSr-rHDneFts0Z8HjTyUIvkaYNTO/s72-c/apple_tree.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8812541859267183990.post-130174480784269570</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 01:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-20T22:37:04.856-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Life</category><title>Bad days...</title><atom:summary type="text">Today was one of those days. Everything seemed to be annoying. The baby was fussy and it turned to screaming before long. Got that figured out when I realized the poor kid had an extremely sore bottom from an instantaneous diaper rash. Dessitin to the rescue. Had to make dessert for church and for Bible study. Normally not a problem. Baby playing with the dirty shop vac in my kitchen (&quot;Why on </atom:summary><link>http://rebeccanicodemus.blogspot.com/2011/10/bad-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rebecca)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-UO1NIp_RxIZhvChinLzJJmVaFJV_B1WejuXZeyav3JhsdZEnY_hIjxM4slQzzHaF1e6S9Kf8iYQaD5d-VYi_KVMj1gHvzo4JU_pV9ZwZnCcbHAdX8Sbuiah0A3Rc023deFjKiUiL_ORn/s72-c/bad-day.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>