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There are so many things I hope for this year but all of them involve in remembering who I am in Christ and pulling from the deepest most loving pool within me.&amp;nbsp; I cannot hope to achieve anything worthwhile if I do so without this love in my life. So each day I begin my day saying - God loves me, Christ loves me, the Holy Spirit loves me.&amp;nbsp; Out of that pool of love I move forward forgiving myself and forgiving others.&amp;nbsp; Out of that pool I dip and rinse fear off of me, and remember who I am.&amp;nbsp; With each day the ritual begins in 2012 remembering and allowing God's love to wash over me until yes..you can feel it too!&amp;nbsp; That is my goal for 2012.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace to you,&lt;br /&gt;
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Local Resident Commits to Walk 60 Miles in Three Days for the Cause&lt;br /&gt;
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– Sixty miles in one direction can take you many places, but Georgia Hale, Gardner resident, has joined thousands of breast cancer supporters in preparing for the 2011 Susan G. Komen San Francisco 3-Day for the Cure® because 60 miles can take her closer to finding a cure. After months of training and fundraising, participants will walk 60 miles during three days to raise awareness and funds for breast cancer research and community-based breast health and education programs. &lt;br /&gt;
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“This is my 3rd year participating in the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure,” said Hale. “Through my participation in this event I know I am making a personal impact on the breast cancer movement. The Komen 3-Day for the Cure is challenging, but the opportunity to have an impact is enormous.”&lt;br /&gt;
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I started walking in 2007 when my mother died of uterine cancer. I was looking for a place to work out my grief and stand by other families who were loosing their moms to cancer. The 3 day walk provided me the opportunity to heal from my sadness and at the same time offer healing and hope to many more. I am blessed to be part of a solution to a cancer that affects way too many.&lt;br /&gt;
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Each walker is supported by coaches and online assistance aiding in all aspects of training and fundraising. Additionally, clinics, meetings, training walks, teams and buddy walkers provide ongoing encouragement. &lt;br /&gt;
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The Susan G. Komen San Francisco, CA 3-Day for the Cure starts on Friday morning, September 9th and ends with the Closing Ceremony on Sunday afternoon, September 11th. Walkers cover about 20 miles a day, traveling at their own pace. Hundreds of volunteer crew members support the walkers through the three-day journey providing meals, refreshments and snack stops, gear transport, hot showers, portable restrooms, safety on the streets and 24-hour medical services. The 3-Day for the Cure is the greatest distance you can go in the fight against breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;
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More than 1.4 million women will be diagnosed with breast cancer globally each year. To help Georgia hale reach her goal by making a donation, visit www.the3day.org or to learn how to participate or volunteer with the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure, visit The3Day.org or call 800-996-3DAY.&lt;br /&gt;
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About the Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure&lt;br /&gt;
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The Susan G. Komen 3-Day for the Cure is a 60-mile walk for women and men who want to make a personal difference in the fight to end breast cancer. 3-Day for the Cure participants raise a minimum of $2,300 and walk an average of 20 miles a day for three consecutive days, educating tens of thousands of people about breast health with every step. Funds raised impact breast cancer research and community-based breast health and education programs. The national series sponsors for the 3-Day for the Cure Bank of America and New Balance. Please visit The3Day.org or call 800-996-3DAY for more information.&lt;br /&gt;
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The 2011 3-Day for the Cure Series includes 14 events in &lt;br /&gt;
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Boston (July 22-24) San Francisco Bay (Sept. 9-11) Tampa Bay (Oct. 28-30)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cleveland (July 29-31) Seattle (Sept. 16-18) Dallas/Fort Worth (Nov. 4-6)&lt;br /&gt;
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Chicago (Aug. 5-7) Washington, D.C. (Sept. 23-25) Arizona (Nov. 11-13)&lt;br /&gt;
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Michigan (Aug. 12-14) Philadelphia (Oct. 14-16) San Diego (Nov. 18-20)&lt;br /&gt;
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Twin Cities (Aug. 19-21) Atlanta (Oct. 21-23) &lt;br /&gt;
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About Susan G. Komen for the Cure®&lt;br /&gt;
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Nancy G. Brinker promised her dying sister, Susan G. Komen, she would do everything in her power to end breast cancer forever. In 1982, that promise became Susan G. Komen for the Cure and launched the global breast cancer movement. Today, Komen for the Cure is the world’s largest grassroots network of breast cancer survivors and activists fighting to save lives, empower people, ensure quality care for all and energize science to find the cures. Thanks to events like the Race for the Cure and the 3-Day for the Cure, we have invested more than $1.9 billion to fulfill our promise, becoming the largest source of nonprofit funds dedicated to the fight against breast cancer in the world. For more information about Susan G. Komen for the Cure, breast health or breast cancer, visit www.komen.org or call 1-877 GO KOMEN.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today as Jeremiah and I prayed for those with mental illness and their families..Jeremiah gently grabbed my head and groaned.&amp;nbsp; I thought of this verse and how the Holy Spirit enables us to pray even in our groaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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As Jeremiah held my head and groaned we continued praying and then broke out into song and thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; We hope you are able break into song this morning as a result of knowing God is listening to your groaning.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peruvian Llama chewing and groaning aka praying :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Peace be with you!&lt;br /&gt;
Pastor Georgia &amp;amp; Jeremiah (prayer partner extraordinaire)&lt;br /&gt;
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PS:&amp;nbsp; We picked the llama picture from Peru because we liked it.&amp;nbsp; Hope you do to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-7945288768411460438?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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5-6am woken by the sounds of singing, doors and cupboards being opened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
6-7 help him bathe by removing clothes, running water, and starting laundry (we usually go through 4 outfits a day)&lt;br /&gt;
7-8 cook breakfast, help him eat breakfast, clean up, and medications&lt;br /&gt;
8-9am more laundry, and start video program Veggie Takes&lt;br /&gt;
9-10 snack, clean up bedroom, check bed for needed clean sheets, check closet for medications that may need to be ordered, check schedule for upcoming appointments&lt;br /&gt;
10-11 bathroom break - lead him to the bathroom and help with toileting, laundry, try to eat my breakfast and go through general house cleaning&lt;br /&gt;
11-12 Prepare lunch, serve lunch, clean up, and remove any objects that have been taken from closets, or other persons rooms&lt;br /&gt;
12-1 more laundry, toileting, and putting Veggie tale movie in for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
1-2 do any items outside that can be done with him such as getting mail, or running to get gas, if the weather is not too hot.&lt;br /&gt;
2-3 snack and toileting, video&lt;br /&gt;
3-4 afternoon meds, snack, and bath if needed.&lt;br /&gt;
4-5 put laundry away, toileting, and vacuum rooms.&lt;br /&gt;
5-6 cook dinner, serve dinner, clean up dinner&lt;br /&gt;
6-7 toileting, teeth brushing (if he will let me), meds&lt;br /&gt;
7-8 video, and will perhaps lay down&lt;br /&gt;
8-9 asleep...sometimes... 10 or 11 pm&lt;br /&gt;
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In between the non scheduled items, are these types of events, singing, trying all the doors to see if I've left one unlocked so he can escape or get into something he's not suppose to and accidents like this morning he found my cold cup of coffee and poured it out on the table.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways it is not easy having an adult child with different abilities that needs constant care but Dwayne and I love him and for the most part welcome the day to day activities that always leaves us exhausted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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For the most part we feel we do a good job and then today...I received a letter that Jeremiah's insurance will be cancelled at the end of July because of missing paper work.&amp;nbsp; I will admit we called for an extension but missed the extension deadline.&amp;nbsp; So in the middle of the day today I spent 2 hours completing that paper work (which I couldn't complete until this Friday due to our lawyer being on vacation).&amp;nbsp; I sent it in and now all we can do is pray that somehow and somewhere there is mercy for this mom &amp;amp; dad who try our best every day...but yes we mess up and forget somewhere between breakfast, seizures, toileting, and bed time that we are to fill out paper work.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremiah admits his mom does need a moment (maybe 2)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So can you please also take a moment and pray.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our brains are amazing!&amp;nbsp; How much they can take and how it tries to take care of our bodies.&amp;nbsp; This past month I did a presentation with Dr. Darcy Krueger who is Jeremiah's neurologist.&amp;nbsp; We called the presentation "Dr. Mom and Dr. Darcy."&amp;nbsp; We both gave our help to parents and caregivers facing seizures and other illnesses.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It is at times like these that I realize how much we have learned together Jeremiah and I.&amp;nbsp; Dwayne too of course he is the most wonderful father!&amp;nbsp; Our whole family has been on this strange "yellow brick road" one filled with crazy scary creatures like the wicked witch trying to take our shoes and others like the tin man trying to find his heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Many times I have said this but I will say it again.&amp;nbsp; Although I do not wish this disease on anyone and most certainly my own son, I am grateful for the beautiful people I have been introduce to on this yellow brick road.&amp;nbsp; People with different abilities and their families across the globe who have made my life fuller and greater than I could ever imagine.&amp;nbsp; God bless all of you today and may the special grace you've been given be shared with someone out there on the yellow brick road.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have had a difficult week with seizures opening and closing in on Jeremiah.&amp;nbsp; They began last Friday and continue to seize him today.&amp;nbsp; I am so tired.&amp;nbsp; We are all tired.&amp;nbsp; The experience of watching someone you love seize is very difficult to explain but I will try.&amp;nbsp; It is like watching an accident which continues to replay and you cannot stop it.&amp;nbsp; You don't think you can go to bed, leave the house or relax in your chair because every bump or sound could mean they are starting again.&amp;nbsp; At some point you realize you have to sleep or you'll go mad.&amp;nbsp; You have to eat or you'll starve.&amp;nbsp; You have to pray or who else is going to listen to the deep cry of your spirit?&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning I am reminded by the psalmist who said: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h5&gt;Psalm 77&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-15095a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2077&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-15095a" title="See footnote a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;For the director of music. For Jeduthun. Of Asaph. A psalm.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15095"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; I cried out to God for help; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I cried out to God to hear me. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15096"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; When I was in distress, I sought the Lord; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;at night I stretched out untiring hands, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and I would not be comforted. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15097"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; I remembered you, God, and I groaned; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I meditated, and my spirit grew faint.&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-15097b&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote b&amp;quot;&amp;gt;b&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2077&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-15097b" title="See footnote b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15098"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; You kept my eyes from closing; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was too troubled to speak. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15099"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; I thought about the former days, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the years of long ago; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15100"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; I remembered my songs in the night. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My heart meditated and my spirit asked: &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15101"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; “Will the Lord reject forever? &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Will he never show his favor again? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15102"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; Has his unfailing love vanished forever? &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Has his promise failed for all time? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15103"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; Has God forgotten to be merciful? &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Has he in anger withheld his compassion?” &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15104"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; Then I thought, “To this I will appeal: &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the years when the Most High stretched out his right hand. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15105"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; I will remember the deeds of the LORD; &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;yes, I will remember your miracles of long ago. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-15106"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; I will consider all your works &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and meditate on all your mighty deeds.”&lt;br /&gt;
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If nothing else I am unrelenting.&amp;nbsp; I won't let go of God even when I feel God has let go of me.&amp;nbsp; Please pray for all of us, for God's grace to be revealed, for the normal sounds of summer to return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-5207567719173811096?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Those in the flooding area who are returning home to find nothing but ruin, or those who had tornadoes this year and found their places of worship gone.&amp;nbsp; Storms, floods, disasters are one thing that while we perhaps think our areas of life will never be impacted, we reluctantly accept them and start over.&amp;nbsp; But the slow destruction that enters our lives this is even more wicked and difficult to accept.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nehemiah had been "relocated" and asked about his people only to find out they had survived but were in great trouble and disgrace.&amp;nbsp; Disgrace because their gates, walls of their great city Jerusalem was broken down and their relationship with God was mirrored in that gate.&lt;br /&gt;
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What does Nehemiah do?&amp;nbsp; He mourns, fasts and prays over the loss.&amp;nbsp; He confesses in the prayer of their wrongs and accepts his own responsibility in what he has done.&amp;nbsp; Then he speaks frankly to God about God's covenant.&amp;nbsp; Then he does something I love - he reminds God of the promises God has made.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today as I consider these words of Nehemiah I too think of two things:&amp;nbsp; My need for confession as I enter the gates of churches whose "walls" are falling.&amp;nbsp; Also my need for prayer to speak frankly to God about God's promises to the church.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tile Wall Remnant from Saint Martin De Porres Church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;O God my God, we are humbled by your continued love for us and the church which has fallen behind and in fact forgotten who you have called us to be.&amp;nbsp; Help us dear God to rebuild and consider how to love again in neighborhoods who are suffering from poverty of love.&amp;nbsp; Who have lost hope and looked to things to fill the void of the wall that has broken down.&amp;nbsp; God, my God please bless those who continue to strive to rebuild the church despite the discouragement and distractions of this day.&amp;nbsp; Bless the young who gather at the rubble who look to us as leaders.&amp;nbsp; Help us to demonstrate leadership, strength, weakness, and humbleness.&amp;nbsp; God the promises that have been given to our churches are still true.&amp;nbsp; Help us to have courage and strength to realize them. AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-1291950925328666225?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had learn this when I was young but somewhere along the way I had forgotten. My mother always took her time making our food which was usually fresh from our garden or had been recently purchased.&amp;nbsp; This was for a variety of reasons I suspect, the availability of money which was scarce resulted in our growing food or waiting until we had the money to purchase it.&amp;nbsp; This also meant junk food couldn't be available because we could not afford it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jeremiah always enjoys his sacred table time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Eating was also a beautiful time where we shared a meal at a table set with care and love.&amp;nbsp; We talked, cried, prayed and laughed a lot!&amp;nbsp; The time around the table became a sacred space one where God was invited.&amp;nbsp; The items brought to the table were placed with great care and respected for what they provided to our souls.&amp;nbsp; We would consider the color, flavor, aroma and how each item provided to our bodies what was needed to heal and grow. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today I begin by clearing the table to create more space for you and I hope you will join me soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace to you,&lt;br /&gt;
Georgia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-5215860802081944317?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Now Hagrid calls...he remembers his mom :) &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;So it happened this afternoon I was craving fritos - plain fritos a small bag would have been enough but I could not find them after walking 4 flights and 4 vending machines later.&amp;nbsp; I finally decided I could settle for a cheetos bag, but it was risky.&amp;nbsp; Risky because if I am not careful I will not satisfy the craving and will later go hunting until I find a bag...any bag...your bag of fritos!&lt;br /&gt;
Thankfully, this small bag of cheetos has seem to quiet down my need for salt and crunch.&amp;nbsp; This will probably last me another two weeks or so until it hits again.&amp;nbsp; And then, please if you read this and see I have a secret love for fritos...don't buy me any!&amp;nbsp; I will eat them until they are gone!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace to you!&lt;br /&gt;
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To be ordained in the United Methodist Church&lt;br /&gt;
To lose the last 33 pounds to reach my goal weight&lt;br /&gt;
To walk/run 1000 miles this year.&lt;br /&gt;
To spend more time with my husband&lt;br /&gt;
To start New Jerusalem Communities&lt;br /&gt;
Okay I think this is a large enough list and there is only so much I can control with these goals.&amp;nbsp; I will trust God to lead and redirect as needed!&amp;nbsp; Prayers always appreciated.&amp;nbsp; That is where I begin the new year.&lt;br /&gt;
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Feliz Ano Nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;
Paz,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We walked today as a family for Dot to Dot- pediatric brain tumor research.  We led the back happily taking our time, making conversation with each other and those we met along the way.  Our little group kept at it and saw how just taking the time to do something together can help inspire others and ourselves.  &lt;br /&gt;
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We walked the pace depending on Jeremiah's desire for walking.  He did well only sitting down once along the way.  He sang, complained, said hi and mostly held our arms as we walked and walked and walked. &lt;br /&gt;
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I haven't walked that slow in a long time but it was good.  Because of our pace we were able to laugh and connect.  Funny how we hurry every where and for what?  To wait at the red light, stop sign, construction team, computer to boot up?  Ah today's lesson from Coach Jeremiah leader of our team was take your time and enjoy the journey.  &lt;br /&gt;
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We sang several songs along the way. Walking on Sunshine was one!  &lt;iframe align="left" frameborder="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=waitin0e-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=bpl&amp;amp;asins=B000SZFJGW&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="height: 245px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 5px; width: 131px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you too will listen to Jeremiah's advise today.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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You may only travel the trail your on once so take your time and enjoy the journey!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace to you,&lt;br /&gt;
Pastor Georgia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-4432770659713802796?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I've returned from a mission trip and am feeling:&lt;br /&gt;
Depleted&lt;br /&gt;
Full&lt;br /&gt;
Peace&lt;br /&gt;
Fear&lt;br /&gt;
Sadness&lt;br /&gt;
Joy!&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm feeling everything and trying to discern what next.  I have a great desire to tell people about Jesus.  I cannot help it it has been inside me since I was first told in Bible stories, in vacation Bible School, in the mission field, in seminary.  Every pore of my being wants to talk and sit, speak, read, contemplate this lovely person named Jesus who has given me such peace, overwhelming joy and love.  &lt;br /&gt;
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So I ask again what next?  As I look at the picture of the church where Saint Martin de Porres served and is buried in Lima Peru, I am reminded that sometimes the path's in which we find ourselves serving Christ are confusing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love Saint Martin because he just followed Christs' call for him even though people around him said he couldn't serve as a priest.  He started his little hospital, cared for the sick &amp; for animals.  He loved the Lord and did his thing!&lt;br /&gt;
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So what next?  I am plowing ahead one day at a time looking for those who need to be loved.  Whether they realize it or not!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace to you today!&lt;br /&gt;
georgia  :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Would you like to learn more about Saint Martin?  Here is a great children's book about him!&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is a note from a pastor friend in Chile.  Please take some time today to pray for them and if you wish to do something more practical - we are still collecting health kits.  These are delivered around the world by UMCOR as first responders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is the translation of a letter that I received from one of my friends living in Concepcion, one of the areas of Chile hit hardest by the earthquake.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters:&lt;br /&gt;Our country is submerged in pain, death and hopelessness. The effects of the earthquake, combined with tsunamis, are indescribable. The images transmitted on television, while dramatic, do not reflect all of the pain and drama of all the victims of this great tragedy. The cities most affected are those of the 7th and 8th regions of the country. Many people there lost their lives, their homes, and their belongings. Others who survived were left, in many cases, with only the clothes on their backs. Today the government has recognized that there are more than 700 dead. There are no figures with regards to how many are injured or missing. With regard to homes, there are more than 500,000 completely destroyed and many others in a precarious condition and diffucult for people to live in.&lt;br /&gt;In the area of Concepción we do not have any direct information about our churches, pastors or the theological institute we have in Concepción. (Note: I have since found out that it was flattened.) We know that there is a lot of destruction, that there are families and churches that are suffering. The area of Concepción has also suffered tsunamis like in Talcahuano yesterday, when the sea came as far up as the centre of the city, leaving a trail of death, pain and  suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pain, we affirm our hope, and participate in the activities of tending to the reduction of pain and suffering, and accompanying our brothers, sisters, and the Chilean people in general because there are many spiritual needs even in the midst of so much material destruction.&lt;br /&gt;Your prayers and solidarity help us a lot in these moments.&lt;br /&gt;May our great God bless you. Your brother in Christ,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;José Luis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121647727104488461-7564949205670955060?l=gigi-waiting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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