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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 21:27:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Help!!  I'm Overwhelmed by my Blessings!</title><description>motivating and encouraging home educating moms and dads</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>254</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/Euot" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-7690594062851415355</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-02T21:04:04.812-05:00</atom:updated><title>Saying Goodbye</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241252636750105650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SLyrgPeRzDI/AAAAAAAABOc/8BcyaU8kfAk/s200/the_end%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my 269th post will be my last. It's been fun, but all good things must come to an end, as someone once said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started this blog May 25, 2007. I've learned a lot from you all. And the best thing is that I made many new friends. Thank you for your comments, thoughts and encouragement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I also have great news. Beginning today, September 2, I'm moving to a new place! Check out &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; new blog &lt;strong&gt;ManyMeadows &lt;/strong&gt;(I know...clever, huh?) at &lt;a href="http://www.manymeadows.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.manymeadows.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten members of our family have agreed to be contibutors. No telling what you'll find on any given day. Come on over and meet everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if you want, add us to your blogroll. We'd appreciate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-7690594062851415355?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/09/saying-goodbye.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SLyrgPeRzDI/AAAAAAAABOc/8BcyaU8kfAk/s72-c/the_end%5B1%5D.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8993341246849076695</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-31T22:07:08.342-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What Do You Think?</category><title>What Do You Think?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SLtYP1gk-xI/AAAAAAAABOM/eb_vH5kBMmU/s1600-h/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240879620460706578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SLtYP1gk-xI/AAAAAAAABOM/eb_vH5kBMmU/s200/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, moms (and everyone else too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think about &lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com/Informing/News/PressReleases/b1a33b7f-5388-4ab9-99a4-95d9d35268ce.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;John McCain's running mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Sarah Palin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being the mother of 5 children I'm thinking she offers  a unique set of skills the office of VP has never seen.  That's executive office experience!  Oh yeah, and she is the Governor of Alaska, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's going to need our prayers. Sign up &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/sarahpalin"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to join in a prayer site for Sarah (or should we call her Mrs. Palin?). (and if you don't already have a facebook account, well get one and add me as your friend!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8993341246849076695?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-think_31.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SLtYP1gk-xI/AAAAAAAABOM/eb_vH5kBMmU/s72-c/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8751650506881165108</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T21:45:11.814-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>Family is Good</title><description>Well, it's been quite a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk had emergency gallbladder surgery late Saturday night. And we were home by 2:00 am Sunday! Our family and extended family was there for us....and they are still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is good. (If you don't have one, find one to adopt you!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirk's pain level by Saturday was getting unbearable and Lortab on top of Lortab wasn't touching it. I had gone on to Saturday evening church at 5:00 (where we normally serve together) with plans to come right back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "just happened" to run into our family physician, Dr. Mark Knox. He asked how Dirk was doing. I told him, "Not good at all." He was really surprised, since when he saw him Friday morning Dirk was laughing and talking with the staff during his visit to Dr. Knox's office where they took blood and scheduled an ultra-sound for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Knox told me to go ahead and take Dirk to Mercy where "we'd get this thing taken care of". I called Dirk. He said, "Let's go." I knew it was bad if he was ready to go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with much help from my church family who quickly took over my responsibilities and prayed over me, I drove home, and we headed to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mercy ER staff was very accomodating. We arrived at the ER about 6:30 pm. Dirk's surgery was beginning by about 10:30. The surgery waiting room filled with 15 of our family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon came out to give a report, and using his best medical terminology said that Dirk's gallbladder was "nasty, nasty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks, family! Thanks for your thoughts, your calls, your texts, your e-mails, the food, your prayers, and mostly your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking a few days off from posting this week while the boys and I help Dirk work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm away, read some of the blog buddies I have listed. You'll be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Dirk says the surgeon also removed his six-pack!  He's back to cracking bad jokes... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8751650506881165108?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-is-good.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-4454770603115379252</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-22T12:29:02.635-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Finds</category><title>Friday Finds</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SK4s3pa5MeI/AAAAAAAABN8/K10nrMVnUM4/s1600-h/friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237172751201546722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SK4s3pa5MeI/AAAAAAAABN8/K10nrMVnUM4/s200/friday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deleise2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fireside.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Check out this great new site and read all the articles. If you have children at home, you ARE a home educator!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deleise is a master-mind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dirk has not been feeling well this week. He has experienced quite a bit of pain in his abdomen. We've been in contact with our doctor, also a family friend, and so far, the prescribed medications are not working. Tomorrow he has an appointment and we hope to get an ultrasound, because it is looking more like gallbladder problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on this Friday I am finding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that I am having to practice what I preach. (Seeing your husband in pain is scary and can lead to all sorts of imaginations that have to be QUICKLY shut down!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that trusting God really is a choice (every minute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that family is very dear (even the ones far away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that having doctors in the extended family is a nice thing (thanks, Alexander and Dr. Badie Mansour)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and nurses too, Katie ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that my teen boys know how to "step it up" when needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*that focus really changes when a loved one is ill (nothing else matters all that much)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for your prayers. I'll try to give an update later on today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;**Update**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dirk is feeling much better today.  He went to the Dr. and had blood work and will be having an ultra-sound Monday.  Still leaning toward gallbladder problems.  We're praying for a pain-free weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-4454770603115379252?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-finds_21.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SK4s3pa5MeI/AAAAAAAABN8/K10nrMVnUM4/s72-c/friday.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-4550496167373992540</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:01.111-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">For moms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Favorites</category><title>Do You Feel Invisible?</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer Re-run (originally posted 9/12/07) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's long...but well-worth the read!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone recently forwarded this to me and it was just too good not to share! May these words inspire us to recognize and accept the awesome responsibility we have as mommies! Celebrate your invisibility! ~Robin&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/Rufl4YTgcJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4XTG_dXXy8s/s1600-h/invisible+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236822216600494146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKzuD2RYoEI/AAAAAAAABN0/ESXoOJgZqug/s200/51YA5ADPXYL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order, "Pick me up right around 5:30, please."  I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this."   It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names.&lt;br /&gt;*These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.&lt;br /&gt;*They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.&lt;br /&gt;*The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the workman replied, &lt;strong&gt;"Because God sees."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand- bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, "You're gonna love it there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women."&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel invisible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-4550496167373992540?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2007/09/do-you-feel-invisible.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKzuD2RYoEI/AAAAAAAABN0/ESXoOJgZqug/s72-c/51YA5ADPXYL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-4165582698764075860</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-19T22:54:52.901-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">For parents</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Behavior</category><title>How Could You?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKuUx41dMrI/AAAAAAAABNs/JT71wtyaEBE/s1600-h/smiley_embarrassed.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236442576539431602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKuUx41dMrI/AAAAAAAABNs/JT71wtyaEBE/s200/smiley_embarrassed.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I witnessed it again last night while I was shopping. A mother, with two young daughters was talking with a friend, and the girls started misbehaving. They were arguing a bit about something, getting just a bit rowdy in their sisterly interaction. The mother was instantly embarrassed by their behavior and reacted accordingly. Her expression and countenance told those girls that she was deeply disappointed and ashamed they would act that way in front of her friend. And she had some harsh words with her daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought back some memories because I know I’ve been guilty of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s the problem when we allow our children’s behavior to embarrass us. Our focus isn’t on them. Our focus is on ourselves. We take their behavior as a personal affront. We become more interested in what others think or on how &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; feel than being focused on teaching and training our children. We react from hurt, and the ones really being hurt are our own children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think how often God could be embarrassed by our behavior. By the things we say or do. But He’s not. He is patient, and kind, and is not self-seeking. His compassions never fail. He is the Love of the father in the story of the prodigal son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn from my experience. Don’t be embarrassed by your children. Focus on teaching them, instead. They’re still learning…and so are we.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-4165582698764075860?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-could-you.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKuUx41dMrI/AAAAAAAABNs/JT71wtyaEBE/s72-c/smiley_embarrassed.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8090427548162942580</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-18T22:18:39.062-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Choices</category><title>The Real Deal?</title><description>Some things are made just to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236051927170690850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKoxfGiCLyI/AAAAAAAABL4/Gpof0RTvUH4/s320/audi_rsq_concept.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKo0a0dRg9I/AAAAAAAABNI/ayM5Da0YmV0/s1600-h/928386_high_silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236061757530708370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKo6bTegGZI/AAAAAAAABNQ/HIzR3c4Ogmk/s320/1583194318_5b4cb8c46a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKoz6ls5AbI/AAAAAAAABNA/k9ikOsXp-E8/s1600-h/5582.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236061782928787474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKo6cyF4CBI/AAAAAAAABNY/9oqL57M64vk/s320/ballet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKozR-QTgPI/AAAAAAAABM4/BO40E6ZWOhw/s1600-h/bobble_head_jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236053900633800946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKozR-QTgPI/AAAAAAAABM4/BO40E6ZWOhw/s320/bobble_head_jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps 84:2 My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tim 4:10 We're banking on the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; living&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; God, Savior of all men and women, especially believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev. 1:18 I am the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;living &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;one. I died, but look—&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am alive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eph 3:20 God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do we really believe it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do our lives say He is a concept or a reality?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8090427548162942580?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/real-deal.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKoxfGiCLyI/AAAAAAAABL4/Gpof0RTvUH4/s72-c/audi_rsq_concept.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8722473517239577354</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-17T22:09:19.251-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What Do You Think?</category><title>What Do You Think?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKjnZjvREvI/AAAAAAAABLw/u8lBH1mC14Q/s1600-h/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235688993094439666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKjnZjvREvI/AAAAAAAABLw/u8lBH1mC14Q/s200/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received this question in an e-mail. Help a girl out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"How do you tell when God is shutting a door or when it is Satan blocking your way....how do you tell the difference?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8722473517239577354?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-think_17.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKjnZjvREvI/AAAAAAAABLw/u8lBH1mC14Q/s72-c/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-7440981646055053153</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-14T22:50:54.325-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Finds</category><title>Friday Finds</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234582876280351362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKT5ZFgIaoI/AAAAAAAABLg/_8S_fQx7oFw/s200/friday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Craig has a great life lesson on &lt;a href="http://swerve.lifechurch.tv/2008/08/11/my-path-to-me/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swerve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this week. Something great we can teach our children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anna wrote a couple of good ones this week (well, all hers are good, but these are especially good). &lt;a href="http://annameadows.com/?p=200"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perspective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://annameadows.com/?p=200"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show Yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help a brotha out! Nominate &lt;a href="http://bigisthenewsmall.com/?p=443"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scott &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for a blogging award. Voting is over this weekend, and Scott says it will only take a few seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK - what's going on this weekend? &lt;a href="http://theresa162.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is here from California. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKT6vDk4AVI/AAAAAAAABLo/QegYbjWuO1Y/s1600-h/DSC02476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234584353232126290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKT6vDk4AVI/AAAAAAAABLo/QegYbjWuO1Y/s320/DSC02476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We'll be meeting with some other bloggers tonight, and doing a little sight-seeing, church, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about you? Anything special?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two cousins (my youngest grands!) share a birthday today. Will is now 3, and Sadie is 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, you cuties!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-7440981646055053153?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-finds_14.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKT5ZFgIaoI/AAAAAAAABLg/_8S_fQx7oFw/s72-c/friday.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-5035907420196774692</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:04.233-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Whatever....</category><title>You're My Brother, You're My Sister...</title><description>A Summer Re-run (originally posted 2/26/08)   &lt;em&gt;update at end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/R8TniwA8zWI/AAAAAAAAAic/Hdca_lR6blc/s1600-h/friends.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171512856318627170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/R8TniwA8zWI/AAAAAAAAAic/Hdca_lR6blc/s320/friends.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....so take me by the ha--and....(sing along, everyone! -guess you can tell what era I grew up in!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn’t this blogging world amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday I write about a low day…have a little pity-party. And you guys come to my rescue! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggers are encouragers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have had the wonderful opportunity to actually face-to-face-meet many of my new blogging buddies. Some of you that I already “knew”, I feel like I’m really getting to &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve recently met face-to-face for the very first time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flowerdust.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anne Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heineckes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kim Heinecke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliewitcher.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Natalie Witcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shannacrawford.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shanna Crawford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://stefswindell.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Stef Swindell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://christiegunkel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Christie Gunkel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sheriyates.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sheri Yates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://everlastinglove4him.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wendy Dawson&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oumike23.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://homeschoolmommyfromoklahoma.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Norman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotten to KNOW better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cindybeall.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cindy Beall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.aaronhavens.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aaron Havens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bigisthenewsmall.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Scott Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Abbi Zeliff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisismemandy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mandy McKeown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://toostressedtobeblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Teena McKeown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlyoneonthemountain.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Mountain Man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessjes.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jessica Waszack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.embracingthefriction.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Christi and Brandon Donaldson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://unsystematic.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Keri Austin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://jaymadenice.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jayma Winters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://humblemeagain.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kristie Sheen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two blogging daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://annameadows.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anna Meadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.katiemansour.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Katie Mansour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some new friends from the network connection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresa162.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Theresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (from CA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://holyspirithelp.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(from Canada)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://crossroadsmovement.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from Washington DC (who needs to start writing again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deleise.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deleise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (from Edmond – who I need to meet face-to-face!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all the names are linked--check them out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is just a little glimpse of heaven on earth. A place we can share our strengths and weaknesses, victories and defeats. A place where we can lift each other in words and in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure glad you’re here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've never left me a comment, do it today! If I left you off the list...REMIND me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since this was written, I have some new blogging friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the ones listed above aren't currently writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now met Deleise face-to-face. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa from CA is coming in for a weekend visit with some of these blogging friends TODAY!! Now, how is that for getting to know your blogging buddies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me know if you're not on my blog roll.....I'll add you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-5035907420196774692?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-my-brother-youre-my-sister.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/R8TniwA8zWI/AAAAAAAAAic/Hdca_lR6blc/s72-c/friends.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-6661268390529110095</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-12T21:37:26.985-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Teens</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">For parents</category><title>Teens, Sex, and Dating</title><description>I’ve been doing a little reading about dating/not dating. Like I told you yesterday, it’s an area we’ll be discussing with our boys this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I came across some statistics I wanted to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the National Campaign to Prevent Teen Pregnancy&lt;/strong&gt; (2007 study)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teens continue to say that parents most influence &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKJIl_E4BjI/AAAAAAAABLY/X7DUXBfwJhc/s1600-h/Broken_heart--large-msg-120096802138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233825534382179890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKJIl_E4BjI/AAAAAAAABLY/X7DUXBfwJhc/s200/Broken_heart--large-msg-120096802138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their decisions about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most teens (64%) say they share their parents’&lt;br /&gt;values about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most sexually experienced teens (60%)&lt;br /&gt;wish they had waited longer to have&lt;br /&gt;intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fully 75% of teens do not think it is&lt;br /&gt;embarrassing for teens to admit they are&lt;br /&gt;virgins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half of teens (48%) say they have&lt;br /&gt;never thought about what their life would&lt;br /&gt;be like if they got someone or were pregnant as&lt;br /&gt;a teen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the Centers for Disease Control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47% of all teens 9-12th grade have had sex, and 62% of all graduating seniors have had sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Josh McDowell’s “Handbook on Counseling Youth”&lt;/strong&gt;, a study in &lt;strong&gt;1996&lt;/strong&gt; of 2400 teens from Utah State University and Brigham Young University:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91% of girls who begin dating at age 12 lose their virginity before graduation&lt;br /&gt;56% at age 13&lt;br /&gt;53% at age 14&lt;br /&gt;40% at age 15&lt;br /&gt;20% at age 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you when you began dating? Do/will your views on dating change on your watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-6661268390529110095?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/teens-sex-and-dating.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKJIl_E4BjI/AAAAAAAABLY/X7DUXBfwJhc/s72-c/Broken_heart--large-msg-120096802138.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8797908111869483120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-11T22:53:22.428-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><title>What Are You Reading? (2)</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466389780849266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKEB9BLVYnI/AAAAAAAABLQ/kLcUsGe0Eck/s200/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what are you reading right now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm doing some school preparation and trying to keep up with these two teen boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have any fiction going right now, although I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides going over Algebra II, World History and Biology...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reading:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianbook.com/Christian/Books/product/?event=AFF&amp;amp;p=1028405&amp;amp;item_no=911367"&gt;101 Ways to Get and Keep His Attention"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Michelle McKinney Hammond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(can't ever learn too much about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"How to Have Real Conversation with Your Teen"&lt;/strong&gt; - Ron Habermas &amp;amp; David Olshine&lt;br /&gt;(an easy-to-read format with some nice ideas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Kissed Dating Good-bye"&lt;/strong&gt; - Joshua Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I had considered reading this with my boys. But the other day at Mardel, I came across another book we'll read. I'm buying three copies, one for each of us.) It is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?r=1&amp;amp;ISBN=9780830744923&amp;amp;ourl=Eyes%2DWide%2DOpen%2FBrienne%2DMurk"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Eyes Wide Open" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Brienne Murk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book discusses the emotional bonds that can develop before dating even becomes an issue---a little more where we're at right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone read it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomorrow I'll share some dating statistics I recently came across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you reading? Do share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8797908111869483120?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-are-you-reading-2.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SKEB9BLVYnI/AAAAAAAABLQ/kLcUsGe0Eck/s72-c/books.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-1287102690436687847</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-10T20:19:30.121-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">familiy</category><title>A Fun Daycation in OK</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday, several of the ManyMeadows+ went on a daycation to Sulphur Springs (&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/chic/"&gt;Chickasaw National Recreational Area&lt;/a&gt;). Located just east of Davis, it is about a 90 minute drive from Oklahoma City (unless there is the usual construction on I-35…which there was…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chose Sulphur Springs for our trip earlier in the week, when temperatures were in the 100’s. Friday, we experienced the coolest day of the summer! But the 54-degree, spring-fed water was still a lot of fun for the brave and daring swimmers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sulphur has great walking trails, a small educational nature building, and plenty of cold water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little competitive rock skipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-KkBd37BI/AAAAAAAABJs/_AtsiUbtSrQ/s1600-h/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233053643501464594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-KkBd37BI/AAAAAAAABJs/_AtsiUbtSrQ/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking the trail to Buffalo Springs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233054595134270210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-Lbak0KwI/AAAAAAAABJ0/SiI4E1w7spE/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ooo...that's COLD water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233054973760099426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-LxdEP1GI/AAAAAAAABJ8/BkqWx6KHxXE/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Leaving Buffalo springs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233055399561543058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-MKPTOPZI/AAAAAAAABKE/pS0za1Fk4RY/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At Little Niagara..plenty of horsing around &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233056024371214786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-Mum5dOcI/AAAAAAAABKM/4Ftzy6pZQ80/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mesa Jo loves "Silphir" Springs....AND her daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233057482957335730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-ODgjfLLI/AAAAAAAABKU/soJz6qlkajw/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; And they jumped....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233058201665912866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-OtV89wCI/AAAAAAAABKc/b5cv3qOTIxo/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jumped....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233058451159033202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-O73YwpXI/AAAAAAAABKk/iCoiS0luYu4/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and jumped...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233058835010868626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-PSNWK1ZI/AAAAAAAABKs/PrEJ_llQ7dY/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and jumped...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233059462270708258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-P2uEkaiI/AAAAAAAABK4/D42Sl34X0-s/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jumped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233059835299651378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-QMbtmXzI/AAAAAAAABLA/b2nNELWWocY/s320/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and jumped!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a great day. We'll do it again...when it's a bit warmer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have you been to Sulphur Springs? What's your favorite daycation spot?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-1287102690436687847?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-daycation-in-ok.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJ-KkBd37BI/AAAAAAAABJs/_AtsiUbtSrQ/s72-c/Sulphur+Springs+8-8-08+010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-1732917218469896494</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-07T22:28:40.936-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Finds</category><title>Friday Finds</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJu6SXWokEI/AAAAAAAABJc/P2X3kRgOkTE/s1600-h/friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231980216790323266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJu6SXWokEI/AAAAAAAABJc/P2X3kRgOkTE/s200/friday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Check out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jacobmeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/waiting.html"&gt;Jacob's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog on Waiting. It sure blessed me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dusty Takle, a new blogging friend I've yet to meet in person, will delight you with her writings. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dustytakle.com/2008/08/05/motherhood-just-got-easier/"&gt;This post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was especially enlightening for moms. Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;==========================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Katie is back to writing about her ER experiences at the Edmond Hospital. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://katiemansour.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-saw-doctor-pray-today.html"&gt;Read the poem she wrote. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJu8L3Uzp0I/AAAAAAAABJk/WCCCBMN1WFk/s1600-h/blog+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231982304136767298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJu8L3Uzp0I/AAAAAAAABJk/WCCCBMN1WFk/s200/blog+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The ManyMeadows are taking a &lt;strong&gt;day&lt;/strong&gt;cation tomorrow. I'll tell you about it next week! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How about you? Have any special weekend plans?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shrimp plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-1732917218469896494?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-finds.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJu6SXWokEI/AAAAAAAABJc/P2X3kRgOkTE/s72-c/friday.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-797163634796481066</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-06T23:18:07.023-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lessons from....</category><title>Hard Questions for Me Today</title><description>Summer Re-run (orginally posted 11/12/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never again received a word of praise, affirmation or recognition, would you still do it for Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it seems too hard, too much, too overwhelming, and too heavy, would you still do it for Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never get your apology, never get your answer; never &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;for sure, will you still do it for Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Anyone who intends to come with me has to let me lead. You're not in the driver's seat; I am. Don't run from suffering; embrace it. Follow me and I'll show you how. Self-help is no help at all. Self-sacrifice is the way, my way, to saving yourself, your true self. What good would it do to get everything you want and lose you, the real you? What could you ever trade your soul for? " Mark 8:34-37 (The Message)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-797163634796481066?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2007/11/hard-questions-for-me-today.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-9104192251190415780</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-05T21:52:34.917-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What Do You Think?</category><title>What Do You Think?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJkRdOXykXI/AAAAAAAABJU/b1rZM5LDi9M/s1600-h/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231231635939299698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJkRdOXykXI/AAAAAAAABJU/b1rZM5LDi9M/s200/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJkPrLz2n_I/AAAAAAAABJM/_G5eQX13vJY/s1600-h/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does the power of God in our lives lift us above trials and conflicts or does it &lt;em&gt;bring&lt;/em&gt; struggle and conflict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Discuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-9104192251190415780?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-think.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJkRdOXykXI/AAAAAAAABJU/b1rZM5LDi9M/s72-c/924849406_3d4b9b2253.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8521035858456541339</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:06.246-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Whatever....</category><title>Okie Dokie</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJfD2bmxV2I/AAAAAAAABJE/RsM-QKgTeyQ/s1600-h/gd14_oakies.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230864832104847202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJfD2bmxV2I/AAAAAAAABJE/RsM-QKgTeyQ/s320/gd14_oakies.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJfDnzhwg_I/AAAAAAAABI8/bn1aaQhvz4g/s1600-h/gd14_oakies.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not wanting &lt;a href="http://theresa162.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to arrive in Oklahoma without proper understanding and pronunciation of the language, I’ve come up with just a few words and phrases that might help her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna, wanna, hafta, woulda, coulda, shoulda, - It’s just easier to shorten two words into one, don’tcha know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fixin’ (I’m fixin’ to head to town. Ya wanna go with me?”) Sorry, Theresa….you’ll probably hear this one from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didja --“Didja see that mighty fine F-350 doolie (dually)? I hafta get me one of them!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your-all’s-- (both or all of yours) “Did you drive your-all’s car out here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jawl -- “Did jawl drive your car out here, too?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samwich-- “I’ll have one of those chopped beef samwiches, thankya".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gichew--- “Can I gichew something to drink?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways….cain’t wait ‘til you git here, Theresa. We’ll be shore to have a good tawk and sump’n teet if’n yore not too tarred. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK – I’m sure the rest of you have some great Okie words and phrases to share with Theresa. Help out a California kid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8521035858456541339?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/okie-dokie.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJfD2bmxV2I/AAAAAAAABJE/RsM-QKgTeyQ/s72-c/gd14_oakies.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-2198177019897487679</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:06.389-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Whatever....</category><title>Okie Speak</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJZ6DjYGegI/AAAAAAAABG0/DXQxkLEMdbE/s1600-h/1010089801_2ca83427d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230502218691934722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJZ6DjYGegI/AAAAAAAABG0/DXQxkLEMdbE/s200/1010089801_2ca83427d8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The motorcycle pulls up to the stop light at the intersection of Broadway and Danforth. It is a beautiful evening and Dirk and I are on a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our right is one of Edmond’s finest patrolmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His police car window is rolled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light is still red and Dirk raises his helmet visor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh no…he’s not going to ask it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yep…, he is…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You wanna race?” Dirk asks, with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The policeman smiles back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Y’ont to? But she rides with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light turned green. We didn’t race. But we sure did laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What&lt;/em&gt; did he just say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresa162.blogspot.com/"&gt;Theresa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(who visits soon from California)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y’ont (pronounced yuh-&lt;strong&gt;ohnt&lt;/strong&gt;) is a one syllable word meaning “you want”? We'll have more translations to come so you’ll understand the language when you get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Theresa is familiar with &lt;em&gt;y’all&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;alla y’all&lt;/em&gt;….she’s been practicing. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of you begin thinking of some of the best Okie phrases and terms you’ve heard (or use). We’ll revisit this &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; so she can have some time to study before she gets here on August 14th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait to post your terms tomorrow! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-2198177019897487679?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/08/okie-speak.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJZ6DjYGegI/AAAAAAAABG0/DXQxkLEMdbE/s72-c/1010089801_2ca83427d8.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-4505520977346642295</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Aug 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:06.781-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Finds</category><title>Friday Finds</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJ4rMZRaWI/AAAAAAAABGs/owuSIPY2FzU/s1600-h/friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229374800787499362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJ4rMZRaWI/AAAAAAAABGs/owuSIPY2FzU/s200/friday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;My daughter, Ali, made a great iced tea for me this week. Sweetened tea (with Splenda) and a drop each of coconut and almond flavoring. It was yummy! You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son-in-love, &lt;a href="http://alexandermansour.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Alexander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, learned something about bananas while he was in Israel. Open them from the bottom. No bruising on the first bite.....it opens easily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://katiemansour.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Alexander's wife, is back to work at the hospital and back to writing blogs. Read some of her ER exploits just this week.&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend at the ManyMeadows: Gardening, mowing, church, swimming, family. A good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJqpl7CUiI/AAAAAAAABGk/f3I0o5lQqsE/s1600-h/blog+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229359380117475874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJqpl7CUiI/AAAAAAAABGk/f3I0o5lQqsE/s320/blog+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJqpl7CUiI/AAAAAAAABGk/f3I0o5lQqsE/s1600-h/blog+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;musa rojo bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trying for a little bit of the tropics in the country!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJqpl7CUiI/AAAAAAAABGk/f3I0o5lQqsE/s1600-h/blog+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-4505520977346642295?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-finds_31.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJJ4rMZRaWI/AAAAAAAABGs/owuSIPY2FzU/s72-c/friday.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-1201556405131714146</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:06.979-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lessons from....</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">For moms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Favorites</category><title>Life is School</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJEyjj1K8QI/AAAAAAAABGc/uTcgWwUvTB0/s1600-h/blog+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229016228848922882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJEyjj1K8QI/AAAAAAAABGc/uTcgWwUvTB0/s200/blog+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (picture taken in our living room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Summer Re-Run (orginally published 6/5/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was sharing (whining) to one of my daughters about having to do something &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; didn’t really want to do. Something that will infringe on what &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; want to do with &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;time. Circumstances over which &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; will have no control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, Erin, who is facing a huge change in her life with her husband heading to Iraq for a year reminded me, “Mom, I hear what you say all the time echo in my head many times a day: ‘Your life is not your own, you’ve been bought with a price.’”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that same day, I was having a heart-to-heart with another daughter, &lt;a href="http://annameadows.com/"&gt;Anna &lt;/a&gt;who has recently moved to her own apartment after starting a new job. She is experiencing many changes and a few struggles in her young life. After sharing some of those struggles with me she said, “But mom, I remember you always saying, ‘Your life is not your own, you’ve been bought with a price.’” She went on, “I’m learning that life is not all about me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought, “OK, Lord….I hear You.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it funny how our own words, or more accurately, Paul’s words, come back to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own daughters are now teaching me, reminding me that life is a continual learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of this I thought I would have down by now, but I know I still have a long way to go. Thankfully, the One who purchased my life is also very patient to remind me that it’s really not all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not your own; you were bought at a price&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I Corinthians 6:19-20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-1201556405131714146?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-is-school.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SJEyjj1K8QI/AAAAAAAABGc/uTcgWwUvTB0/s72-c/blog+010.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8862293569289367803</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:07.281-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Academics</category><title>School....Already?</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI_IEqtq7kI/AAAAAAAABGU/O-fcXfL9DQo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228617674911313474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI_IEqtq7kI/AAAAAAAABGU/O-fcXfL9DQo/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’ve got some school-year planning to do, but I’m really putting it off. I think I’m trying to get the most out of summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few more things I want to do before I have to think too much about the next academic year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When do your kids begin school?&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you need to prepare to be ready?&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you going to do with the time you have left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We never begin school until the Tuesday after Labor Day (I’m just rebellious like that) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to do some Algebra 2 review, plan some science and World History and get together some Bible teachings and memory work. I also plan to do a book study on dating (or not dating) with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get Theresa’s room ready&lt;br /&gt;Swim&lt;br /&gt;Have lunch with my girls, sister and mom&lt;br /&gt;Have a few more family get-togethers&lt;br /&gt;Go to Wichita Wildlife Refuge and climb Eagle Mountain&lt;br /&gt;Go on some more motorcycle rides&lt;br /&gt;Replace the window covering in my living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8862293569289367803?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/07/schoolalready.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI_IEqtq7kI/AAAAAAAABGU/O-fcXfL9DQo/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-4323467271026576468</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:07.462-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>A Happy Heart</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI6Q5V3JjWI/AAAAAAAABGM/4yB01yW1GZY/s1600-h/62218371_c4719b9233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228275532219125090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI6Q5V3JjWI/AAAAAAAABGM/4yB01yW1GZY/s200/62218371_c4719b9233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Relationships take work and both people must be willing to give 100% of themselves for the other person. Do you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no doubt my oldest son’s first marriage didn’t go well. And he would be the first to take responsibility for his weaknesses and shortcomings. He's said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in any dissolved relationship, there is usually one person who is ultimately rejected by the other. And he was rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen Andrew go from the deepest, darkest depths of immeasurable pain to a place where, in his own words, “it seems too unbelievable and too easy”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this to explain how much my mother’s heart rejoices at &lt;a href="http://abbiz.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-ask.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the story Abbi shares&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on her blog today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew recognized the emotional pain a sales lady was experiencing and was able to encourage this woman to have hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the story of how he knew it was time to “pop the question”. You’ll be blessed….or at least, I was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-4323467271026576468?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-heart.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI6Q5V3JjWI/AAAAAAAABGM/4yB01yW1GZY/s72-c/62218371_c4719b9233.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-1119661771540202736</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:07.589-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>We're Having A Daughter!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI066RxzCpI/AAAAAAAABF8/VSPEjRnfvJ0/s1600-h/Wendy%27s+wedding+028-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227899515326106258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI066RxzCpI/AAAAAAAABF8/VSPEjRnfvJ0/s320/Wendy%27s+wedding+028-edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“I’m going to be your daughter!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She enters with our oldest son, Andrew, a smile bigger than the one she usually wears, if that is even possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we couldn’t be happier. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Abbi Zeliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is going to be our daughter-in-love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sierra (9) and Mesa (6), Andrew’s daughters, were at our house waiting for their dad to get back from his special date with Abbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is when Mesa first heard the news. She was so excited. She kept asking, “Mimi, aren’t you &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; excited for &lt;strong&gt;us&lt;/strong&gt;?” and “Mimi, are you coming to &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; wedding?” and “We have to make &lt;em&gt;sure &lt;/em&gt;Aunt Erin, Aunt Ali, Aunt Anna and Aunt Kate-Kate come to &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; wedding”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand Sierra has already started a notebook called “Wedding Ideas”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was teary all day since Andrew told me that morning that he was asking her to marry him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He called his dad and all his siblings to tell them---now that’s a few phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I lost it again that evening when he asked Sierra and Mesa to walk him down the aisle at the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbi will be posting the story that leads up to Andrew’s question tomorrow. Don’t miss it. It will bless you, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t be happier if I had chosen her myself….oh wait! Maybe I did! ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-1119661771540202736?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-having-daughter.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SI066RxzCpI/AAAAAAAABF8/VSPEjRnfvJ0/s72-c/Wendy%27s+wedding+028-edit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-7156324824084784716</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T03:35:07.896-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friday Finds</category><title>Friday Finds</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SIk_Q6cuumI/AAAAAAAABFk/jvQQypHGEa0/s1600-h/friday.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226778402340387426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SIk_Q6cuumI/AAAAAAAABFk/jvQQypHGEa0/s200/friday.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new friend, Theresa wrote something to think about. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theresa162.blogspot.com/2008/07/fence.html"&gt;Read it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna wrote some fun fiction this week. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://annameadows.com/?p=193"&gt;Start here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then read all three posts. Let her know what you think ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hungry-girl.com/"&gt;Hungry Girl's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; daily e-mails? They are great for low-calorie eating ideas, even eating out suggestions and warnings. Also, they list Weight Watchers points on their product recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;And today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;this girl's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; birthday!  Give her a little love!!&lt;br /&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend plans? Plenty of work around here, canning dill pickles, freezing more green beans, church on Saturday night. A day of rest on Sunday? Wow! What a concept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SIk_dW1PhII/AAAAAAAABFs/wBM_ZpAjka4/s1600-h/blog+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226778810884816866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SIk_osZT_-I/AAAAAAAABF0/PsZSEk-gHFI/s320/blog+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-7156324824084784716?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-finds_24.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQ92pQz-Jbo/SIk_Q6cuumI/AAAAAAAABFk/jvQQypHGEa0/s72-c/friday.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19304564.post-8431877946182915123</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T22:52:25.081-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">For moms</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My Favorites</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Academics</category><title>Am I Doing Enough? (Part 1)</title><description>A Summer Re-run (originally posted 7/22/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question has been resounding in my spirit for a few weeks now. In separate conversations with home educating moms, this question was a heart-cry of three different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Every night when I lay down to sleep, I just worry."&lt;br /&gt;‘Today, have I done everything I could to direct and teach my children?’”&lt;br /&gt;“How do I know I’ve covered everything that needs to be covered?”&lt;br /&gt;“Am I doing enough or requiring too much?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are legitimate questions, but also ones that can bind us up in frustration and insecurities that will only pull us and our children down. Most of us are concerned that we’ll forget to teach some subject or an area that will end up being a hindrance to our children’s future. We feel that deep responsibility to make sure we’re “covering it all”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? We won’t cover it all. We’ll leave gaps. There will be things we forget, don’t know to teach, or don’t do a very good job teaching. And if we’re fearful and concerned at night or at the end of a school year that we somehow failed, maybe our focus is on the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is our real goal as home educating moms to raise superior academics; straight A students; cum Laude college grads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or has God called us to raise children whose hearts are completely turned toward Him? To guide them into a heritage of love and godliness that will continue long after we’re gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, or the end of 12th grade, my goal is to have poured my love into my children’s hearts. To have shown them the importance of choosing for themselves a life dedicated to a relationship with Jesus. To make opportunities for their character to be challenged to become the men and women that God has called them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the fruit of that goal lived out in the lives of my five oldest children. What a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we leave gaps in teaching our children? Of course. Plenty. But God is faithful to teach them everything we didn't or couldn't. After all, He loves them even more than we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING that goes into a life of pleasing God has been miraculously given to us by getting to know, personally and intimately, the One who invited us to God. 2 Peter 1:3 NLT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 Cor. 12:9 NIRV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19304564-8431877946182915123?l=manymeadows.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://manymeadows.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-i-doing-enough-part-1.html</link><author>manymeadows@yahoo.com (Robin Meadows)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
