<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743</id><updated>2011-07-07T13:49:03.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gods Warrior Bride</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2148251348375954307</id><published>2009-07-17T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:16:35.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amuck, Amuck, Amuck</title><content type='html'>Do you just every have one of those days where you brain is running full steam ahead and you just don't seem to be able to stop it?  Then welcome to my world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only 10:37 a.m. and so far these are just a few of the things that have been running through my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY it's Friday - really wonder what I am going to wear to shoot the wedding -What to wear today - bought new shirt - looks like I'm 12 in it - o well - doesn't need ironing - Should I wear capri pants of goucho - did I put hair glue on my hair - Need to do the dishes before the housekeeper comes, should I wear gold sandals - hurry and get in the car - did I get my cell phone - stop and get a coke - why is this girl giving me a thank you gift, just smile - did I forget something- if I had lots of money I would build my own subdivision - make a note streets, curbs, sidewalks a must - need to stop at cleaners - Precious Jesus hold my hand I need thee every hour dah, dah, dah (singing) - did I run that stop sign - wish I could buy Scott a nice truck - I should name the street Memory Lane - did I get my cell phone - if I had lots of money I would help out everybody I know, give it all away, maybe buy some land - man I just missed my exit - why do people day dream - can I exit here - where to park - did I get my cell phone - if I had lots of money, there's a parking place - etc, etc, etc, - my gosh my head is hurting and this crazy brain of mine won't stop - I wonder if there is a drug to help put your thoughts in some kind of order - Need to look into discovering/making some kind of drug for this  - Do you suppose your head can explode if your thoughts stop all at once - man that would be a mess - if God hears all these thoughts does it drive him as crazy as it does me - I really love the term hedge of protection sure could use one for my brain you know so it won't explode if it stops all at once - what's this clients name-Betty, Besty, I'll just call her mam - answer the phone - I need to go to the potty - Besty yes that's it - etc, etc, etc. Amuck, Amuck, Amuck - where did that come from - etc, etc, etc.- maybe if someone would just slap me I would finally land back on earth - does the Twilight Zone really exist - only in my head - Precious Jesus take my hand dah, dah, dah - One way Jesus dah, dah, dah, - I should write a song and just use the word dah, dah, dah - country music or maybe southern gospel - I sure would like to go to the big O - YAY it's Friday, man I need to go to the potty, etc, etc etc . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the morning goes on my brain hasn't slowed down but I remember where Amuck, Amuck, Amuck came from - the movie Hocus Pocus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lxMwfbUrYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lxMwfbUrYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help my brain is running AMUCK AMUCK AMUCK and it won't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMUCK, AMUCK, AMUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I need to go to the potty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2148251348375954307?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2148251348375954307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2148251348375954307' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2148251348375954307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2148251348375954307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2009/07/amuck-amuck-amuck.html' title='Amuck, Amuck, Amuck'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-563807770648217854</id><published>2009-07-06T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:39:17.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things of the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SlJShC0GPKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/A_fdnnOofh8/s1600-h/Love.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355433634541485218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SlJShC0GPKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/A_fdnnOofh8/s320/Love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess that blogging has become a thing of the past and I must admit it makes me sad. I don't get to talk to you ladies very much and blogging was a great way of keeping up with you and your family, your coming and goings, your victories and your struggles, and everything else that was going on with you. Best of all it was a fantastic way to hear from your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I don't blog much, but I check out blogspot (and will continue to do so) daily. I love reading Brandi, Rachel and Annie's writings and hope they will continue to keep posting. I promise I am going to get better at blogging as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, please continue writing!!!! I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-563807770648217854?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/563807770648217854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=563807770648217854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/563807770648217854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/563807770648217854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-of-past.html' title='Things of the Past'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SlJShC0GPKI/AAAAAAAAAWA/A_fdnnOofh8/s72-c/Love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-1362197524253897254</id><published>2009-05-06T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:28:11.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; Fran - I am doing this just to help you out -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Am Looking Forward To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Tim's graduation from  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HSU&lt;/span&gt;, Saturday May 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Taking a vacation this year to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;3.  Retiring from this job (only 9 years to go)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Remodeling my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;5.  Doing my photography business full time&lt;br /&gt;6.  Seeing my son Scott married to a godly woman&lt;br /&gt;7.  Spending the rest of my life with my sweet husband&lt;br /&gt;8.  Seeing my brother-in-law's cancer fully gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Retire today&lt;br /&gt;2.  Take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt; Classes this summer&lt;br /&gt;3.  Sit on the beach this year&lt;br /&gt;4.  Have a full time housekeeper&lt;br /&gt;5.  Get my portfolio completed&lt;br /&gt;6.  See the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;foliage change in Maine and Vermont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;7.  Go to Bethel in Redding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;8.  Buy a dishwasher and have it installed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;8 Shows I am Currently Watching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;1.   24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;2.  Ghost Whisperer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;3.  Fringe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;4.  CSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;5.  The Unit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;6.  Cold Case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;7.  Without a Trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;8. Law &amp;amp; Order - SUV &amp;amp; CI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So I am tagging Annie, Julie and Amanda . . . please do this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-1362197524253897254?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/1362197524253897254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=1362197524253897254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1362197524253897254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1362197524253897254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-fran-i-am-doing-this-just-to-help.html' title=''/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-590658424762008049</id><published>2009-03-06T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T08:34:54.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Leigh Robinson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFO96SBfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dc55_GQfsNw/s1600-h/Picture+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310112261170364034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFO96SBfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dc55_GQfsNw/s320/Picture+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOyqZgUDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/rHWDlcrHURo/s1600-h/Picture+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310112067928215602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOyqZgUDI/AAAAAAAAAVM/rHWDlcrHURo/s320/Picture+157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOpdkREnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/f2Fioh64XyE/s1600-h/Picture+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310111909864870514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOpdkREnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/f2Fioh64XyE/s320/Picture+158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFObAAPGeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ww00TVuTfgM/s1600-h/Picture+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310111661410949602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFObAAPGeI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Ww00TVuTfgM/s320/Picture+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOSBMOkDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aa5_EhK5C4A/s1600-h/Picture+161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310111507110858802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOSBMOkDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/aa5_EhK5C4A/s320/Picture+161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOHZ-9EHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/G5riDoh23i4/s1600-h/Picture+162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310111324787511410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFOHZ-9EHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/G5riDoh23i4/s320/Picture+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFN9b2cENI/AAAAAAAAAUk/U63EcU5PtrE/s1600-h/Picture+185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310111153489973458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFN9b2cENI/AAAAAAAAAUk/U63EcU5PtrE/s320/Picture+185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFNxpevvAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/7gzF3ILifPM/s1600-h/Picture+202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310110950990265346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFNxpevvAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/7gzF3ILifPM/s320/Picture+202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFNpuA0BVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/463rRWECTt0/s1600-h/Picture+203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310110814767940946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFNpuA0BVI/AAAAAAAAAUU/463rRWECTt0/s320/Picture+203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have lots to blog about, and many things I should share, but my heart is so blessed today to share anything but this would be a shame.  God gave his very best to me this week and all the other news can just take a backseat to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever Leigh Robinson was born March 5th at 12:51 pm, she is 19" longs and has stolen my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for such a wonderful blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-590658424762008049?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/590658424762008049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=590658424762008049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/590658424762008049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/590658424762008049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2009/03/ever-leigh-robinson.html' title='Ever Leigh Robinson'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SbFO96SBfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/dc55_GQfsNw/s72-c/Picture+151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-8912152518774811951</id><published>2009-01-09T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T08:15:00.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICK UPDATE</title><content type='html'>I'm still here!  Bet you're glad to know that!  I have been so busy with life in general and I'm loving it.  Home is great, life is great, photography is great, and my God is great!  I am looking forward to the things that God is already doing this year - and I am believing that they will only get better as the year goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in the process of trying to get my portfolio together, so if I haven't contacted you yet, know that you are on my list (all of you Brandi, Fran, Pam, and everyone else)to have pictures made.  I am finishing up Erica's wedding (which by the way was to awesome for words)and then I will be making calls.  Hope you're all ready.   I have found some really unique places to shot and I am looking forward to putting this portfolio together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to other things - tax season is here again (UGH!) - but I am happy to be employeed, even though my heart wants to be retired.  God knows my heart on this and He already has it worked out, so I just have to wait for His timing - not mine - which is like asking a child to wait on that cookie until after supper!  It seems like it takes FOREVER.  But in the end, I know it is going to be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I ramble on - I am excited that IGroups and WOW are starting back up.  I truly miss everyone when we are off like this - and with the new year comes the excitement of a new BFW - And speaking of excitement - Julie and Jeff are getting married on March 14th.  Isn't it amazing how God works - you pray and pray for something and then when it happens, you are so surprised it nearly knocks your socks off.  And that's just what has happened here.  This guys shows up at life group meets Julie, and the next thing you know, he is asking to date our daughter, WHAM-BAM turn around three times and, he is asking to marry our daughter.  Nothing like God's timing!  And the wedding is on.  You know how much I love the wedding thing, the only problem is we need a photographer.  Doesn't that sound funny?  So if any of you are interested in being the photographer at the wedding, let me know.  Seriously, please let me know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is so much more I could and should talk about, but I'll save that for another day. (Bet you're glad)  I just wanted to say "HEY I'M STILL HERE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-8912152518774811951?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/8912152518774811951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=8912152518774811951' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8912152518774811951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8912152518774811951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-update.html' title='QUICK UPDATE'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-4705121413132471876</id><published>2008-10-03T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T15:36:06.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portfolio - What Portfolio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SOY19wfp44I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8MyooI7s_yA/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252945350480225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SOY19wfp44I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8MyooI7s_yA/s320/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ME, IN YOUR PORTFOLIO? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As all of you know I'm totally into the photography thing and people are constantly asking me to see my portfolio. What portfolio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of photographs that I have taken! I mean by bugging my friends and family to death I have acquired photographs from some of the finest events (nothing being off limits) - like family gatherings (&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and arguments&lt;/span&gt;), pre-surgery pictures (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; labor and delivery pictures (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no pain meds&lt;/span&gt;), quiet times in front of the TV (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in flannel pj's&lt;/span&gt;), playing in the yard (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mud fights&lt;/span&gt;), driving down the road (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;eating - mustard on face&lt;/span&gt;), sitting on the potty (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt;), mowing the lawn (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;zoning out&lt;/span&gt;), working on the cars (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;smashed finger shot&lt;/span&gt;), washing dishes (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sprayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;broke&lt;/span&gt;), putting on makeup (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1/2 face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; etc., etc., etc. You name it, I've probably shot it. But with that said, I hate to admit that those special photographs aren't what I would call good portfolio photographs. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Surprise, that's where you all come in! I am in desperate need of volunteers to have their photographs taken (FREE) for use in my portfolio. I would like to take 10-20 shots each of the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mother and her daughters, and Mother and sons (1 younger and 1 older - generational)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Father and sons, Father and daughters (1 younger and 1 older - generational)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A family (2 large and 2 small)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sisters ( 9 and under, pre-teen, teen, older)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brothers (9 and under, pre-teen, teen, older)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brothers and Sisters together (9 and under, pre-teen, teen, older)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Couples - 20ish, 30ish, 40ish, and older&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pregnancy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Newborn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women (all ages) Men (all ages)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(The good news is I have plenty of senior, engagement, bridal and wedding pictures)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So ladies, if you are interested or know someone who might be interested, please give me a call (829-6660) so we can set up a time. I will also give you a copy of all the pictures on a disk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;P.S. - Begging doesn't look good on me!! But I can if I need too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-4705121413132471876?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/4705121413132471876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=4705121413132471876' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/4705121413132471876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/4705121413132471876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/10/portfolio-what-portfolio.html' title='Portfolio - What Portfolio?'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SOY19wfp44I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8MyooI7s_yA/s72-c/Picture+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2798238173719054232</id><published>2008-09-26T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:21:00.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower for Jessica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SN0Jxwv8v_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ta94QQN55Dw/s1600-h/Jessica%27s+Shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250363491088121842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SN0Jxwv8v_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ta94QQN55Dw/s400/Jessica%27s+Shower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ladies I just wanted to remind you all that Jessica Peters baby shower is this Sunday afternoon. I hope you all received your invitations and are planning on attending.  Erica, since I didn't have you address I gave your invitation to Sheri and Jamal so they could get it to you.  And if we missed anyone else, please forgive us.  We want all of  you to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will having the shower in our yard.  Julie has worked very hard getting everything ready with decorations, party favors and such, and  Rhonda Rose and Kim Peters are bring lots of snacks and treats.  Bring your kiddos and they can run and play while we celebrate the upcoming birth of Jessica and Kane Peters first baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to seeing you this Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2798238173719054232?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2798238173719054232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2798238173719054232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2798238173719054232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2798238173719054232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-shower-for-jessica.html' title='Baby Shower for Jessica'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SN0Jxwv8v_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ta94QQN55Dw/s72-c/Jessica%27s+Shower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-1965487329258099558</id><published>2008-09-24T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:12:55.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Speak Your Name</title><content type='html'>This has been a week where everything feels like it is a little off kilter. I know that probably sounds weird, but I don't seem to be able to shake this crazy feeling. Nothing is wrong really except for this uneasyness in my being. Is anyone else feeling the same thing? I have prayed about it all week and the word I keep hearing is "Don't you trust Me?" Of course I trust you Lord from the very depths of my soul so why this feeling? Then I just heard this song and and it was such a great reminder that I wanted to share it with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5m3WPRnnDw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5m3WPRnnDw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-1965487329258099558?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/1965487329258099558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=1965487329258099558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1965487329258099558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1965487329258099558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-speak-your-name.html' title='We Speak Your Name'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2915283221366173253</id><published>2008-08-18T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:50:45.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SKnd7e8uqHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4ZziHvAGLfs/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235960055784712306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SKnd7e8uqHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4ZziHvAGLfs/s400/Picture+or+Video+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;This angelic looking darling is my 2 (almost 3yr old) granddaughter Lily. She belongs to my son Tim and fantastic daughter-in-law Summer. They have been so blessed to have Emily as their babysitter all summer, but with school starting back up, Emily will not be able to babysit any longer. We are all so sad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and Summer are in the process of looking for a new sitter. They just need a sitter one day a week (any day) from 7:30 - 3:30. If you are interested or know someone who might be interested, please let me know and I will put you in touch with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who could turn down a face like that?&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/1983570627845615743-2915283221366173253?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2915283221366173253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2915283221366173253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2915283221366173253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2915283221366173253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/08/lily.html' title='Lily'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SKnd7e8uqHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/4ZziHvAGLfs/s72-c/Picture+or+Video+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-4371870321572309046</id><published>2008-07-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:19.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics from the Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the picnic begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228895368633713378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDEokcZAuI/AAAAAAAAANM/0NB4c1OXK6Q/s200/Picture+or+Video+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jason eating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228895495436660482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDEv80kbwI/AAAAAAAAANU/1gx0MJDLcNI/s200/Picture+or+Video+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What kind of pie is this? Sure is pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906688986706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDO7gC3cNI/AAAAAAAAAPM/P2Jq4dHBxMM/s200/Picture+or+Video+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's eat! Like Father like Son!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906469200711762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDOutRzUFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/crYcMqZ0fEo/s200/Picture+or+Video+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeff waiting for a game of washers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906849884940146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDPE3b_p3I/AAAAAAAAAPU/7iano1o_Cwc/s200/Picture+or+Video+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surveying the situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906129861541378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDOa9JCfgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/SYGwD4BvDKc/s200/Picture+or+Video+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loving the snow cone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDO0zrO9hI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GTUlQXIkUUg/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906573997209106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDO0zrO9hI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GTUlQXIkUUg/s200/Picture+or+Video+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this guy a little hottie or what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not that I notice things like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906348507812050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDOnrqX0NI/AAAAAAAAAO0/7RpTotkP5N4/s200/Picture+or+Video+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pam and the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228902257401942226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDK5jGuUNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/2tVf_BQEltE/s200/Picture+or+Video+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Billy doing Billy stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDOUK21NNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cykPA_CmaQs/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228906013284185298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDOUK21NNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cykPA_CmaQs/s200/Picture+or+Video+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Chefs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228896389021095314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFj9rs1ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/pIXBRR42KM8/s200/Picture+or+Video+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lily snow-cone girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFuqQUZ1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/IItSPgmloFg/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228896572784535378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFuqQUZ1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/IItSPgmloFg/s200/Picture+or+Video+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don showing off his onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228896015194577858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFONEg28I/AAAAAAAAAN8/zEINoag1kko/s200/Picture+or+Video+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cherith Pie Judge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFea6A-qI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WNBx9cb0_MY/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228896293786548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFea6A-qI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WNBx9cb0_MY/s200/Picture+or+Video+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all looks so good?&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228913193171420130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDU2GBWA-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/KL5gw5m9U5I/s200/Picture+or+Video+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jennifer and Tony ready to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228895784399362754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDFAxSpWsI/AAAAAAAAANs/-HVv-Do6X64/s200/Picture+or+Video+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and the beans &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sounds like a book title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228895568557369490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDE0NN56JI/AAAAAAAAANc/NHprsUBIwns/s200/Picture+or+Video+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pie Taster Terry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228912891265011746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDUkhVP0CI/AAAAAAAAAPk/NVnL1x_lVIs/s200/Picture+or+Video+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Red Face Sweetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228912606150308610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDUT7MmswI/AAAAAAAAAPc/lK9lb7sL0PY/s200/Picture+or+Video+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This years picnic was great! It was totally organized , which I really liked. Cyndi did and excellant job running everything - James, Sam and whom ever else cooked did a fantastic job -and there was no better people to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDCDDJle-I/AAAAAAAAANE/SI29ZbKO0IM/s1600-h/Picture+or+Video+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1983570627845615743-4371870321572309046?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/4371870321572309046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=4371870321572309046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/4371870321572309046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/4371870321572309046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/07/pic-from-picnic.html' title='Pics from the Picnic'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SJDEokcZAuI/AAAAAAAAANM/0NB4c1OXK6Q/s72-c/Picture+or+Video+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-8012176075533462884</id><published>2008-07-29T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T06:45:27.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song from God</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love it when you wake up with a song playing in your head?  I believe it's God's way of saying good morning and telling me how much He truly loves me.  And today His song is reminding me that He is all I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLy8ksqGf9w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qLy8ksqGf9w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He truly loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-8012176075533462884?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/8012176075533462884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=8012176075533462884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8012176075533462884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8012176075533462884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-from-god.html' title='A Song from God'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2900805803031902588</id><published>2008-07-15T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T11:34:01.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid Life Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do women suffer from mid-life crisis? I hope so, because I feel like I am in full blown mid-life crisis mode! So, please bear with me while I ramble on for a little while after all I'm having a mid life crisis ( I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a full time job since I was 16 years old. The only time I have taken off work in the past 37 years was for things like giving birth to my children, injury from a wreck and a couple of surgeries. But basically I have had a full time job for 37 years. It has always been my hearts desire to not have to work, but being a single mother for the first 16 years made that impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when Doug and I married I never ever entertained the idea of not working since we were starting from scratch, raising 5 kids, paying rent, utilities, enoumous child support to his ex (even though we had the boys), buying food for an army, etc., etc., etc. Not working wasn't an option. But during the past 15 years God has been so faithful to bless us coming in and going out. We raised 5 fantastic and successful kids, paid off the all of our debts (except a few medical bills which will soon be gone), we own our home, own our cars, have savings/retirement accounts and have established two very successful side businesses for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the first time in many years, the idea of not working didn't seem so far fetched. I/(we) made up my/(our) mind(s) and I was finally going to retire after Jordan graduated high school. But a couple of months before graduation I had that wonderful heart attack. Immediately I knew that retiring wasn't going to an option any longer because I had to have the health insurance. (can you say Spirit of Fear?) Six months passed and I had to replace my knee (see I knew I needed to keep that job with health insurance). One year passed and I blew out my other knee (good thing I didn't quit my job, after all I knew I was going to need that health insurance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short - We are now at 2+ years since deciding to retire. (and not doing it) During the past two years God has told me numerous times to retire, Doug has told me numerous times to retire, and my family and friends have encouraged me numerous times to retire. (also yesterday God revealed to me what I would be doing when I retire) Anyway, last night at WOW when asked what our fear was I told the ladies at my table my biggest fear was being so busy doing everything that I feel God wants me to do that I miss what God really wants me to do. 1st question - Does that sound crazy to anyone besides me? 2nd question - By not retiring am I missing what God wants me to do? and 3rd - If retiring is my hearts desire, my God has told me to do it, my husband agrees to it, and my family and friends encourage it , then why am I still working?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been indecisive before, so why now? Why is this so hard? Why can't I just step out and do it? Why am I making this so difficult? Please tell me I'm just having a mid-life crisis. Please! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2900805803031902588?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2900805803031902588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2900805803031902588' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2900805803031902588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2900805803031902588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/07/mid-life-crisis.html' title='Mid Life Crisis'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-5908701215359697007</id><published>2008-07-01T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T06:52:24.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardboard Testimonies</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RvDDc5RB6FQ&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-5908701215359697007?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/5908701215359697007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=5908701215359697007' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/5908701215359697007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/5908701215359697007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/07/cardboard-testimonies.html' title='Cardboard Testimonies'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-8709251458268182767</id><published>2008-06-27T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T10:52:22.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have To Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I finished reading "The Shack" last night. I have never had a book impact me the way this book has - my heart broke, I was angry, I was sad, I was confused, I was embarrassed, I was excited, I was amused, I was ashamed, I was in awe, I was relieved, my eyes were opened, the locked doors of my heart were opened, I was healed, my soul has been refreshed and for the first time in my life I totally believe God has always loved. Through it all He always loved me. And all this time, it was so simple. I just have to believe. And I do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5qlEUayQAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i5qlEUayQAY&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Fran for sharing "The Shack".&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-8709251458268182767?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/8709251458268182767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=8709251458268182767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8709251458268182767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8709251458268182767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-to-believe.html' title='I Have To Believe'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-6741843189131233790</id><published>2008-06-25T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:20:52.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Am At Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKRFUQNeto0&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IKRFUQNeto0&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-6741843189131233790?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/6741843189131233790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=6741843189131233790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6741843189131233790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6741843189131233790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-i-am-today.html' title='Where I Am At Today'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2470883019865757704</id><published>2008-06-19T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:23.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WOW! In a couple of months I will have been a partner with KLF for 11 years. Like most of you it has probably been a mixture of blessings, growing, hurts, healings, forgiveness, and restoration. But most of all it has been the best time of my life with people that I love most in this world. And as I was cleaning out my computer this morning I came across some great memories from the past 11 years so I thought I would share some of them with you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandi, Gail, Pam &amp;amp; Brenda at Bride of Christ -WOW &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213634199996244546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqMro-aokI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7TbLVRXYpTg/s200/Brandi+Wilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213690130351955058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFq_jNyWnHI/AAAAAAAAALE/XMm9xpMjHFI/s200/Gail+Vinson.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213624714235108514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqEDfwuXKI/AAAAAAAAAJE/akFutCXnVEg/s200/Pam+Parks.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213625023827938850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqEVhFaDiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tz1nPW6qeVg/s200/Brenda+Becker2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Church Events&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213632041313414418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqKt_QUrRI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AULJFKWjCgc/s200/Super+Life+Group+%26+Church+Picnic+2006_Page_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213575472763461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFpXRQ_BX6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/tIL4WhcOKao/s200/Super+Life+Group+%26+Church+Picnic+2006_Page_36.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Winter Baptism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213575876858642034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFpXoyW0fnI/AAAAAAAAAIU/QzytNBcxl78/s200/Picture+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213633343438493522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqL5yDIl1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/_MvqnUfphI4/s200/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213633499692524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqMC4I_5LI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Vn9TnibPKSU/s200/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Princess Party&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691968377330018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFrBOM9wGWI/AAAAAAAAALc/zW7q_0TrVYI/s200/Ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691653579135106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFrA74QA2II/AAAAAAAAALU/Dh5tOGrfRV4/s200/Bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213693026834960034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFrCL0BtzqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_HuGUeg90ws/s200/Picture+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213693307397327170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFrCcJM_yUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MfKQguNYmHU/s200/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cole and Cherith at a wedding&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213621947651031314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqBidbrgRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/m6J1LzgEtks/s200/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Fran &amp;amp; Monica at WOW Christmas Party&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213622661831750978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqCMB9odUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/aEiU0RCXADc/s200/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel and Brandi at WOW Christmas Party&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213623421271705746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqC4PGOiJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/nj24yC8BEug/s200/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting Seed Co. events&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213628639387209746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqHn-F6UBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uEIAzMwTVxE/s200/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213629799240283442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqIre4btTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/okgt_HU1A48/s200/Pirates+%26+Waterday_Page_17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213630536512502898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqJWZb0_HI/AAAAAAAAAJk/nB36_QExaW0/s200/Easter_Page_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213630940646790274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqJt6881II/AAAAAAAAAJs/T4gy23LlxW0/s200/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213688320344896914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFq952_CtZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/bhpTCRNo__I/s200/Super+Life+Group+%26+Church+Picnic+2006_Page_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213688625390522930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFq-LnXlkjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bZ31rPyQKOM/s200/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213689811815315666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFq_QrJTONI/AAAAAAAAAK8/BI0_3syTmm0/s200/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213689265730060034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFq-w40bfwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/QmZ_m0Zz6pM/s200/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You see, thanks to all of you and your kiddos I have so many great memories. I just love this family that God has put me in. I so look forward to the next 11 years. Thanks for all the great memories .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2470883019865757704?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2470883019865757704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2470883019865757704' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2470883019865757704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2470883019865757704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/06/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SFqMro-aokI/AAAAAAAAAKU/7TbLVRXYpTg/s72-c/Brandi+Wilson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2663854679753017802</id><published>2008-06-11T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:29.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have been on my sweet sister for a long time about not keeping her blog up so finally she posted an update. Good Girl! But turn about is fair play and this past week she informed me that I needed to update my blog as well, so here goes - this is what I have been up to since February:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210654206711656706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_2ZM5xcQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HY4eESUA9J4/s200/Grad+Announcement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210653491488787154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_1vkfWitI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WwLVeNAqBUI/s200/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210653232360374482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_1gfKUwNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fPeVFss34tE/s200/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210652632364325922" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_uKpYEiTI/AAAAAAAAADk/GcnTKcTbzOM/s200/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644739409322338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_tyIdAIWI/AAAAAAAAADc/x5PH8t0cqh4/s200/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210644456458334690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_thqYOseI/AAAAAAAAADU/LfheAc6cCak/s200/Picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210643949758367522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_tEKxixyI/AAAAAAAAADE/VYZlvhNRT2E/s200/Picture+008b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210643664010509650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_sziR8fVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0k4fK-Ps2As/s200/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Making graduation announcements - updating company web photos - shooting company ribbon cutting ceremony - tax season - soccer - new employee photos - designed new business cards - gift certificates for 3 fund raisers - BFW practice - birthday parties (4) - engagement shots - senior shots - family shots - baby shots - BFW - more senior shots - wedding invitations - graduation party invitations - children's shots - party shots - rehearsal, bridal brunch, wedding and reception shots - more senior shots - decorated and catered wedding and party - more senior shots - finished tax season - booked 25 weddings - was offered a school district's spring picture gig - finished life group for the season - and hired a housekeeper. So you see, things have been pretty slow for me, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - God has been moving mightily, but I'm still sorting it all out and will write about it later - BFW was wonderful, actually better than wonderful and I am still sorting it out - I am totally excited that we are having WOW again - and did I mention I hired a housekeeper? Thank God!!!! &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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2663854679753017802?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2663854679753017802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2663854679753017802' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2663854679753017802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2663854679753017802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/06/catch-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/SE_2ZM5xcQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/HY4eESUA9J4/s72-c/Grad+Announcement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-8859158911866483200</id><published>2008-02-26T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:34:10.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official Update On My Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been a while since I have posted so, while I have a few spare minutes (about all the free time I do have) I will update you all on the going on in my crazy life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life group is in full bloom. I love having everyone over to our house each week. We have just flipped from subject to subject, no definite direction - just letting God show up and do what He wants. We have a wide age group this semester (83 to 20ish) and it has been great. I just love it when God puts the most unlikely people together and they just mesh into an awesome family. And what an amazing family we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audit and tax season are in full swing, just wish I could say the same thing about me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job (after all it’s the job God gave me), the people are fantastic, as is the pay, but my heart has begun to turn toward other business. The wedding/party planning is bustling, and the photography is booking up pretty fast. I have 16 weddings booked so far (with 4 proposals still out), Senior pictures are also booking rapidly. I have also booked a few conferences that I want to attend along with a couple of classes. Enough about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day was so special. Doug is so great about planning things out and this year was no different. I arrived at work at 7:30ish and was in full work mode when the front desk called and asked me to come downstairs – they had something for me. I figured that Doug had brought some flowers by the office for me. So I head downstairs and notice that everyone in the office is hanging round the foyer and front hall which is kinda weird for this time of the year. But I just kept walking up the hallway and then I see them. A Barber Shop Quartet, dressed in black slacks, white shirts, red garters and heart shaped buttons. They begin the sing “Love Me Tender” and I cry like a baby. It was so cool, so funny and so sweet. I noticed that several of the ladies were teary eyed as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning, Doug took me to Odessa to spend the weekend with my parents, and Brenda and Tony (my sweet sister and husband). We had so much fun. We went to their church game night Friday evening and while we were there we sang a few songs. After singing the pastor asked us to sing for Sunday service. Then he asked us to sing two songs for Sunday service. It was pretty cool. Of course we sang the old time songs – Just a Little Talk with Jesus, Jesus is Coming Soon (at the beginning of the service) and It is Well With My Soul (before the message). Some people cried, and some even raised their hands (Baptist Church). After church we went to lunch and the pastor and family were there and we were asked if we would come back and sing at their revival in March. We aren’t for sure, but we are praying about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday of last week, we became the proud parents of 2 precious young ladies. Many of you might know them, but if you don’t they are Terry Davis’ daughters, Brea and Cheyenne Davis. Their mother was killed last year in the car wreck on S. 14th, where the car went under the 18 wheel truck. Terry is going through some very rough problems and struggles and is unable to take care of the girls at this time. While Doug and I weren’t looking to raise any more children, when asked, there wasn’t any doubt that this was what we were supposed to do. I am not sure if this will be a permanent situation, but if it turns out to be that way, we are at peace with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These precious girls have been through a lot in their short lives, and we want to give them the stability and love they need. While it has only been a week they seem to be doing very well. It is our hearts desire for these precious girls to be able to be kids again, enjoying their childhood, for them to know that they are safe and secure, that they will always have clothes to wear, a bed to sleep in, food to eat, and all other necessities they might require. Please remember all of us in your prayers during this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OFFICIAL UPDATE - As of this post - Terry plans to officially sign the girls over to us. Yesterday we spoke to our attorney and he suggests we wait one month (to prove our intent to care for the girls and to make sure Terry and/or the girls don't change their minds) and then the papers will be filed to give us permanent custody&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here is my personality test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wendybar.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/5/53602.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And last but not least - I am going to be a table leader and play alternative percussion again this year at BFW.  I am so excited about the whole thing.  I just love BFW.  How about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that you have been praying for us during the past week and your prayers have been answered.  I would also like to say a special thanks to Annie &amp;amp; James for taking the girls shopping for new clothes this past Saturday!  It was such a blessing!!  Love you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&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/1983570627845615743-8859158911866483200?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/8859158911866483200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=8859158911866483200' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8859158911866483200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8859158911866483200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/02/official-update-on-my-crazy-life.html' title='Official Update On My Crazy Life'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-1306605921428117749</id><published>2008-01-29T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:30.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candle for Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5_NJZmP_KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KAl8qrtOMw0/s1600-h/0502280202011candle_in_the_wind_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161069259363712162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5_NJZmP_KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KAl8qrtOMw0/s400/0502280202011candle_in_the_wind_t.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abba Father, Healer, touch Miles with your healing power and restore him from the top of his beautiful head to the bottoms of his precious feet.  Send your ministering angels to surround Randy, Brandi, Joey, Spencer, Jocie, and Melody during this time and give them strength, peace of mind and super natural rest during Miles recovery.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-1306605921428117749?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/1306605921428117749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=1306605921428117749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1306605921428117749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1306605921428117749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/candle-for-miles.html' title='Candle for Miles'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5_NJZmP_KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/KAl8qrtOMw0/s72-c/0502280202011candle_in_the_wind_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-2598070618216624574</id><published>2008-01-24T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:59:23.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calm before the Storm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Over the past few months I have had a sense of being disengaged. Not from God - but from everything else. I mentioned this at life group a couple of weeks ago and found that several others were feeling the same thing. We discussed why we thought we were feeling this and what actions to take to overcome this. After discussing this and coming up with a game plan I felt some what relieved. First to know that I wasn't the only one feeling this and secondly to know that we were going to take charge of this and be over comers. All week long I sought after God regarding this and during the week it was bits and pieces came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night at group (with several different people) the subject came up again. I shared that I felt like we were in a loll, the calm before the storm so to speak, but that I sensed something big was coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed and meditated on this all day but I still didn't seem to be able to get over the feeling that we are in a loll (kind of like the calm before the storm) and the underlying anticipation of the coming of ???? Notice I said underlying anticipation - not underlying dread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my prayer time today God revealed this to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is coming will require much of us individually and as a group. He also revealed that we will be used in a mighty way. The best way to describe this is like we are going to be deployed - called out and called up to the fore front, to be taken out of our comfort zone to STAND (and conquer)! Stand (and conquer) for the Kingdom, to stand (and conquer) for the lost, to stand (and conquer) for the searching, to stand (and conquer) for those seeking, to stand (and conquer) for those who are ill, hurting and confused, to stand (and conquer) for those who have fallen through the cracks, to STAND (and conquer) and all that is required thereon. And when it seems impossible to continue, we will be endowed with super natural strength to STAND (and conquer) longer and bolder than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also revealed that while I perceived that I was disengaged (not for God) but everything else - that was exactly what He wanted me to be. When I disengaged from everything else I was able to hear from Him more clearly and deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while I wait with great anticipation for what is coming - my game plan is to be more disengaged (from everything else) so that I can hear God more clearly and deeply. And when I am "deployed" I will not be caught unprepared. I will be ready to STAND and when it seems impossible I will continue to STAND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-2598070618216624574?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/2598070618216624574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=2598070618216624574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2598070618216624574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/2598070618216624574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/calm-before-storm.html' title='The Calm before the Storm?'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-3555997179526425512</id><published>2008-01-21T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:53:35.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;OMG - Where to start - About 6 months ago Julie sent me some information about a photography contest and encouraged me to enter. I wasn't to sure about it, but I figured "What the heck"! So I entered a picture and after a few weeks I received a very nice "Your photograph is not what we are looking for, thank you very much, keep on trying" kind of notice. Rejection at its best! Cut you to the bone and encourage to you to come back for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, being the everlasting "Sore loser" I did managed to do the most mature thing I could think of - I refused their offer in a "Thank you for the invite, but your contest is not what I am looking for!" kind of response.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Several weeks went by and I received another invitation to enter the contest again. I must admit by this time I had finished licking my wounds and was ever so slightly considering entering another photograph, but just wasn't sure I was up to the rejection "thing" again. As I sat in front of the computer reading the invitation again, my sweet husband walks in and announces that "You're (I'm) a coward!" He starts making fun of me for being afraid of rejection! About this time I am thinking he must have lost his mind or else he is on drugs - but no matter what his excuse is I'm about to jump up and punch him in the nose!!!! I immediately go into ghetto lanuage mode!!! (all the while assuring him that I'm not afraid of being rejected). After he wipes that "I can't believe you're talking to me that way" look off his face, I proceed to pick out another photo, ask him to name the entry, and sent it in. Sure made for a pleasant evening at our home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Everyday since then (past 3 months) I have been looking for the "Thank you very much, but no thanks" notice! It arrived today, but to my surprise the notice read like this - "After thoroughly reviewing and discussing your photograph, I am please to inform you that our Selection Committee has advanced your contest entry "Fall" to semi-finalist in the Children category in the International Open Amateur Photography Contest . . . . . we also wish to publish your photograph in our forthcoming anthology . . . Endless Journeys (Library of Congress . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am so excited, no I am more than excited! But the funny thing is, I don't care if I win anything, I am just so excited that I wasn't rejected again! Now how's that for crazy???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, and I really like the idea of being published in a book!But better than all of this - I'm going to be a Grandma again!!!Just proves once more - Jesus loves me best of all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/11/surprise-youre-semi-finalist.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5 comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-3555997179526425512?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/3555997179526425512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=3555997179526425512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/3555997179526425512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/3555997179526425512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-7304911866996584023</id><published>2008-01-21T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:35:30.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan - All around nice guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5Uvr56ePvI/AAAAAAAAACs/t3CZXDzXaZI/s1600-h/Senior%2BYear%2BPhotos_Page_065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158081379549724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5Uvr56ePvI/AAAAAAAAACs/t3CZXDzXaZI/s200/Senior%2BYear%2BPhotos_Page_065.jpg" width="95" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you know my precious son Jordan, but did you know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was 5 years old, he brought his Dad over to meet me, so his Dad wouldn't be lonely?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He would laugh so hard milk would come out his nose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was 6 years old he wanted to be a paleontologist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got hit by a car while riding a bike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loved to play with legos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves fishing and hunting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has a fantastic baritone voice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves to play the drums, anytime-anywhere?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves Praise and Worship music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was 12 he came to Clyde for summer vacation and refused to go home. He even offered to use his own money to pay for an attorney to help him draw up the papers so he could stay?Four months later he came to live in Clyde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a straight A student?He loves to talk and listen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got a University scholarship to McMurry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got numerous scholarship offers, but wanted to stay in this area because of KLF and praise and worship?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is an avid UT and Dallas Cowboys fan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was invited to play the drums for UNITE when he was a Senior in high school and he still plays with them today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't party or drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is handsome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is the original "ALL AROUND NICE GUY"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves his family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves little kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can be counted on through the good times as well as the bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has had the same girlfriend for almost 3 years? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never misses a service at KLF unless he is out of town?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thinks he might like to be a police officer, or an accountant, or a musician?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He remembers everyone's birthday? and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He takes me to lunch once a week and pays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, he is an all around nice guy. So, if you think about Jodan today, say a little prayer for him and all of the other "ALL AROUND NICE GUYS" you happen to know. Where would we be without them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well got to run, Jordan is taking me to lunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/10/jordan-all-around-nice-guy.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;4 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-7304911866996584023?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/7304911866996584023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=7304911866996584023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/7304911866996584023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/7304911866996584023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/jordan-all-around-nice-guy.html' title='Jordan - All around nice guy'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5Uvr56ePvI/AAAAAAAAACs/t3CZXDzXaZI/s72-c/Senior%2BYear%2BPhotos_Page_065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-797584703691555212</id><published>2008-01-21T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:41:21.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My List is Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know I've said this at least a zillion times, but I going to say it again (and again and again) God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A while back I posted this:". . . a few months ago I began dreaming and believing for several things and that is when my list really began.  Here are the things I have the power within me to bring to fruition and by faith I will succeed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. My mother's health to improve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. My brother-in-laws cancer to disappear totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. My photography business continue to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. God to provide a place for my photography business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. My relationship with my son Timothy to be healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. My life group to be returned this semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. Remodeling my home with additions to kitchen, bathroom and extra bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. Finances to pay for remodeling without going into debt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. Finances to pay off truck so that we can be totally debt free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. New computer, with two monitors for photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Continued favor for Doug in his business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. A nice fall vacation with my sweet husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. A closer relationship with God and more understanding of His ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. A closer relationship with the people from KLF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And now I would love to update this list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1. After my mother had to be brought back to life 3 times, the doctors put in a pacemaker and she hasn't died (literally) since then - Her health is slowly returning and she actually was able to come and visit us for the Pecanfest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;2. Some of you already know, but if not, my brother-in-law is CANCER FREE!!! The doctors are baffled -go figure! I spoke to my sister last night and she and Tony are hoping to come and give testimony at KLF and to also thank everyone that prayed for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. Gosh, my photography business is crazy! For the first time I did some advertising (not word of mouth) and I am totally booked with Senior, Christmas, engagement and wedding pictures until next April. Also, I have booked several parties and weddings to plan, coordinate, decorate and cater. This is just an added bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. The building has been set up, but at this time isn't being used for photography as much as it is being used for all of the photography supplies, wedding-party planning, decorating goodies and props. It is so wonderful to have all of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. Tim and I are doing very well, God has restored our relationship to better than before. He also opened the door for me to be able to witness to my precious son Scott and to be able to help him out during the divorce, which by the way isn't going to happen. God has restored their marriage and it is now in the healing process. Thank you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6. Life Group is back - Yes Lord, Yes Lord, Yes!!!! All of my prior people are there and we even have a few new people. God has sent us those that are longing for relationship and it is so fitting, since we are all about relationship! I'm loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;7. My house is being remodeled, but not in the way I saw it. Instead of adding a bigger kitchen and extra rooms, God has added more love, more children, more laughter and smiles, more family time, more togetherness, and more crayon art in all of the rooms. It looks like a totally new home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;8. We didn't even have to go into debt to pay for the remodeling job - actually our finances, love and time were multiplied 100 fold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;9. The finances to pay off our truck came about, but also different than I saw it - the truck was wrecked (not to badly) but it couldn't be repaired in time for our vacation - so the dealer made a deal and we now have a new 2008 Titan with a long bed. But the old truck is paid off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. The computer is fabulous! I am even getting lessons on PhotoShop CS2 and all it cost was a few piano lessons. A great trade-out of services for me and an even better way to be relational. I'm just loving this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Doug's business is going great guns - they even purchased the Christmas Decor Franchise and he is heading up the decorating crews. One more experiment for them. By the way, he isn't willing to let our home be the model home for Clyde - What's up with that anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. Our first fall vacation was perfect - so much so that we didn't want to come home. If you have never been to Eureka Springs I highly recommend it. We rode the train, went to Thorncrown Chapel, toured Beaver Dam &amp;amp; Lake, went to Cosmic Caverns, toured the 1998 Crescent Hotel and the 1905 Basin Hotel, saw St. Elizabeth's Catholic Chapel, saw the Christ of the Mountains, attended the Passion Play and History of the Earth Museum, and shopped old town and Fain's Herbacy (as talked about on NPR). We are planning on going back next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. &amp;amp; 14. Like is I said, God is so good! I love our church, worshipping, learning, and growing there. The saying - There is no place like this place, so this must be the place - totally applies. There is no place like this place and I know this is the place for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just wanted all of you to know that by faith my list is completed. I will never be afraid to dream or believe again. I have the power within me and I am created to be a dreamer. I love you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-list-update.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1 comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-797584703691555212?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/797584703691555212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=797584703691555212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/797584703691555212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/797584703691555212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-list-is-complete.html' title='My List is Complete'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-8754885473565906746</id><published>2008-01-21T15:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T15:38:13.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mountain was Removed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted to share the following post from my sister with all of you: And she says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypersonalthoughtspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.mypersonalthoughtspace.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tony says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katesgpa-suchconfussion.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.katesgpa-suchconfussion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got to read this!&lt;br /&gt;I promise you won't be let down - just lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Please leave them a comment.&lt;br /&gt;They were counting on you and they know you came through!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all!&lt;br /&gt;posted by God's Warrior Bride @ &lt;a title="permanent link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-asked-and-it-happened.html"&gt;4:06 PM&lt;/a&gt; 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What are the odds of being asked to be a bridesmaid at the age of 51? It must be 1,000 to 1, I'll bet. But yours truly was asked to do just that. And let me tell you - it was an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First off I had to shop for a dress. I just knew it would be so easy to find a PINK bridesmaid dress right here at the end of summer and it would even be on sale, but being the everlasting bargain hunter I decided that I could find a better deal on the perfect PINK dress on E-BAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So began the daily hunt for the perfect PINK bridesmaid dress. I was so excited to actually win the first dress I bid on. I was even more excited when I won the second pink dress I bid on. But I could no longer hold my jubilation when I also won the third dress I bid on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I waited in anticipation for the arrival of my 3 perfect PINK bridesmaid dresses. Finally the first dress arrived and imagine my surprise to find it was a perfect size 14, except it was a children's size 14. I was a little sad but it was not a big problem, after all I only paid .99 cents for the dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second dress arrived a few day later and it was absolutely beautiful. The perfect color PINK, beads all in place and it had only been taken up about 2 inches in the rib cage. OMG the seller forgot to mention that one minor detail. The dress would fit anyone with a 38DDD chest and a 20" waist. Unfortunately that wasn't me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few more days past and the third PINK dress arrived. It was just like the seller described it. Go figure! I was so excited that I stripped in the bathroom at my office and put on my newly purchased PINK bargain dress. It looked so good and it even zipped all the way. There was only one minor problem - it flatten my chest down to an A cup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so sad and so out of time to find a dress. So, after my sweet husband stopped laughing at me for being such a tightwad and he bought me this dress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156629186682437330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5AG7J6ePtI/AAAAAAAAACc/oLijDKds_qQ/s200/Picture%2B122a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; That's my sweet sister, Brenda next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156629672013741794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5AHXZ6ePuI/AAAAAAAAACk/WFWoKEHYlAA/s200/Picture%2B179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the love of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated our 14th anniversary on September 4th! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. He even bought me the silver sandals. What a man! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/09/bridesmaid.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;9 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-8087843052982414330?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/8087843052982414330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=8087843052982414330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8087843052982414330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/8087843052982414330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/bridesmaid.html' title='The Bridesmaid'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/R5AG7J6ePtI/AAAAAAAAACc/oLijDKds_qQ/s72-c/Picture%2B122a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-1239783200465007568</id><published>2008-01-17T17:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:45:35.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise List Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;God has been so good and I wanted to give you all an update on my list: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My heart's desire has been returned. We are going to be life group leaders again this semester and if nothing else had happened on my list I would have been completely satisfied anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But God didn't stop with just that: I am so excited to report that I finally have the new computer that I hae been believing for. It is fabulous with a 22" flat screen, CD/DVD burner, Photoshop CS2, Microsoft Digital Imagine Suite, and of course all of the other great things that come with computers. It was custom made by David Garcia. He is such a blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And: We will be leaving on September 29th for vacation. Yes, a real vacation with all the driving, camping, fishing, sightseeing, reading and sleeping, along with all the other wonder stuff. We are going to Eureka Springs, Ar. It is referred to as the little Switzerland of America.  They have lots of shops, museums, art galleries, stage plays, outdoor concerts and the Passion Play. I saw the Passion play when I was a teenager and I remember how fantastic it was. As the years have passed they have enlarged the outdoor arena and added new visual and sound effects. I know it will be wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In closing, God has returned prophetic dreams and visions to me in full force. I am so overwhelmed at all He has been giving me, but I know that this is part of my destiny and I will not be a shrinking violet when it comes to Him ever again. Everyday is a new adventure and I am so looking forward to seeing God move not only in me but our household, our church and our friends. YAY God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/08/praise-list-update.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;3 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-1239783200465007568?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/1239783200465007568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=1239783200465007568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1239783200465007568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/1239783200465007568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/praise-list-update.html' title='Praise List Update'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-429675203968491507</id><published>2008-01-17T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:43:29.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery Jitters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am going for surgery tomorrow morning at 7:30 a.m., for the knee I tore a few weeks ago, and so not looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am having the procedure done at ARMC and I am so uneasy about the whole thing. I was ok going to ARMC, even though Hendrick is my hospital of choice, until I went to pre-op yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As I was being registered by woman named Cora (who by the way will never win any awards for compassion or diplomacy), that informed me 1) having to register me was cutting into her lunch time, 2) my orders hadn't arrived from the doctor and it was making her behind schedule, 3) it shouldn't be her job to have to track down the doctor's orders and 4) by the way I hadn't met all of my deductible so my part of the bill would be approximately $1,918.14. She then demanded payment - cash, check or credit card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I asked don't they bill when they have the final amount, to which I received a blank stare. I then told her that I would have to ask my husband (who was out of town at the time) how we were going to pay. I explained to her Doug is the one that takes care of all of our finances. Cora announced "I've heard that story before!" I told her that I was glad that she had heard that story especially since it was scriptural. Cora then informed me that I would have to pay something up front or they would not be doing the surgery period, and if I needed to make arrangement to pay this out then I would need to talk to "Steve"!  As I walked out of her office I just kept stareing at her in total unbelief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Uneasiness offically set in at that moment.I have always gone to Hendrick in the past and they have always treated me with so much respect, so I was totally taken aback by this kind of treatment from a private hospital that is suppose to be so good. I expected so much better. Please don't take this wrong, but it's not like I am an uninsured homeless person looking for free medical service (I have nothing against homeless people). I have excellent insurance with BCBS and the upfront money isn't a problem, but this woman, who didn't know me from a hill of beans, treated me like I was the filth of the earth. By the end of the day I couldn't stop dwelling about it and then the tears started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;After thinking about this all day I finally realize that my unease comes from the thought that if something goes wrong will I be treated the same way by those who are suppose to be caring for me as Cora treated me in admitting? Now how crazy is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/07/surgery-jitters.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-429675203968491507?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/429675203968491507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=429675203968491507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/429675203968491507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/429675203968491507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/surgery-jitters.html' title='Surgery Jitters'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-5603416119611411455</id><published>2008-01-17T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:40:40.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever heard someone say "Man what a day!" Well my is "Man what a week!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My precious son Scott found out that his wife of 8 years has been unfaithful and wants a divorce. This was such a shock to him, especially since they have been together the past 15 years and they have three beautiful daughters. He wants Lisa to stay and work out their problems, but unfortunately she doesn't feel the same. My heart aches for him and his family, but through this Scott and I have talked and shared more than we have in years. God's hand is covering him and his family and He has allowed me the opportunity to minister to my oldest son. This is such a blessing for me and I know that God's hand is over them. However, our talks have lasted well after midnight each evening and my energy is running a little low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Plus the movers have been in our office all week long and the complete office is in turmoil. I am an absolute freak about there being a place for everything and everything being in its place, which is so not what my office is like. Matter of fact, it is so crazy Frankie (my angle fish) swells up and goes into attack mode everytime someone walks by his bowl. He likes order just like I do, so we are both a little out of sorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then on Friday, I went to the doctor (for the MRI results on my knee) and I successfully managed a 6-8" tear that runs across the back of the knee and down the leg. The doctor hopes that it can be fixed through scoping it, but if not then he will have to open it up. I am scheduled for surgery this coming Thursday. This is so totally not on my agenda for this summer because I am booked every weekend until September 15th with weddings, parties and such. Enough complaining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The good news is God has answered the following things from my list: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3. My photography business continue to grow (Tremendously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;4. God to provide a place for my photography business - (God gave us a free building and it great) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;5. My relationship with my son Timothy to be healed (Amazingly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;10. New computer, with two monitors for photography (Ordered and waiting on delivery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;11. Continued favor for Doug in his business (Two new employees added this week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12. A nice fall vacation with my sweet husband (Going to Eureka Spring, Ar. in late September)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;13. A closer relationship with God and more understanding of His ways (More and more everyday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;14. A closer relationship with the people from KLF (Totally fulfilled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In closing, please keep Scott and his family in your prays during this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-week.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;3 comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-5603416119611411455?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/5603416119611411455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=5603416119611411455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/5603416119611411455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/5603416119611411455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-9007563731263049239</id><published>2008-01-17T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:37:04.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WILL RUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;WOW! No! I really mean WOW! I cannot tell you how fabulous this weekend was - but of course most of you were there and already know. My mind was and is still in total overdrive. I wake up thinking "I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN" and I go to sleep thinking "I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN". My heart is free and all the junk is gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For the first time in my life I feel like I am no longer on the outside looking in, I feel like I belong, truly belong. The last thread of legalism has been broken, the last of the past hurts are gone and I am not ashamed to hold my head up and look you in the eyes. I am no longer defeated but a victor, no longer a shadow of who I really am, and most importantly I am no longer afraid to be who I am created to be. My destiny is clearer today that it has ever been and I am no long afraid to step out into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While in Heaven my passion for God, my family, my church and for life was returned. I walked and talked with God. I mean I really talked to God and He talked to me. I asked so many questions and He responded to each. One of the questions I asked was "If a gift He bestowed on me and I refused could be returned to me?" He simply smiled and said yes. And that's exactly He did. When I went to sleep that night I had a prophetic dream, the first one I have had since I asked Him to take that gift away. He totally restored my gift of prophetic dreams. I asked for the strength to rebuke condemnation that is thrown at me - and He did. And I asked Him to take away my fear of being criticized just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While talking with God on my way to work this morning He told me to put some of my pictures on my blog today! (OMG! I had to move my bracelet to the other arm!) My first response was people won't like them. It was amazing how fast Satan showed up just to put the fear of criticism in me. Well, I have struggled with this all day - and I finally realize how crazy it is. So, take this you deceiver - my fear of being criticized ends here because He is all I want and He is all I crave and yes "I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN - I WILL RUN"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With each picture I post I feel that fear slipping away. How wonderful it feels to not worry about what someone thinks about you or your work (passion). Thank you God for such freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-will-run.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;10 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-9007563731263049239?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/9007563731263049239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=9007563731263049239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/9007563731263049239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/9007563731263049239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-will-run.html' title='I WILL RUN'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-6434634875922993675</id><published>2008-01-17T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:31:11.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithful One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I haven't posted for quite some time and I apologize. Things are pretty crazy and unfortunately I am not at a place where I can discuss them with anyone just yet.  So, until I am released to share with you all, I ask that you please pray for my oldest son Scott and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;While driving into the office this morning I felt such a closeness with God even though my heart felt like it was breaking in two. I began to thank God for hearing my prayers and for being the same God know matter if I am on the mountaintop or in the valley. I thanked Him for His steadfastness, His loving guidance and His faithfulness, and as I drove God responded to me with the words of a song I use to listen to everyday. What a magnificent God we serve and how precious and faithful He truly is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Selah - Faithful One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I find no hope within to call my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For I am frail of heart, my strength is gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But deep within my soul is rising up a song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here in the comfort of the faithful one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I walk a narrow road through valleys deep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In search of higher ground, on mountains steep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And though with feet unsure, I still keep pressing on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;For I am guided by the faithful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Faithful, faithful to the end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My true and precious friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You have been faithful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Faithful, so faithful to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I see your wounded hands, I touch your side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;With thorns upon your brow you bled and died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But there’s an empty tomb, a love for all who come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And give their hearts to you, the faithful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Faithful, faithful to the end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My true and precious friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You have been faithful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Faithful, so faithful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And when the day is dawned and when the race is run &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I will bow down before God’s only Son &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I will lift my hands in praise for all you’ve done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I will worship you, my faithful one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I thank God for being my faithful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/06/music-in-my-head.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1 comment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-6434634875922993675?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/6434634875922993675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=6434634875922993675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6434634875922993675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6434634875922993675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/faithful-one.html' title='Faithful One'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-6986668162667835860</id><published>2008-01-17T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:27:04.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing the Ladder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isn't it funny how we dream of things, but never use the power God has given us to bring those dreams to fruition? Do you think it is because we never knew we had the power or was it because we were afraid to use it (in case of failure)? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must admit that I have long been a dreamer of great things, but never really realized that I had the power to bring them to life. However, last Saturday I had a photo shoot at ACU and while there I saw the statue of "Jacob's Dream". I was so overwhelmed by his struggle to climb the ladder, by the angels around him and by his hand reaching to the sky. Large stones were laying on the ground around this statue and they were engraved with words like (THE LORD), (GOD) and various other things. How appropriate that it was raining while I was there. It just made the whole scene so surreal. I saw myself struggling to climb that ladder, the rain beating down on me making my climb even harder but all the while reaching toward the sky, reaching for the goal. Just then I realized that I have had the power within me all along! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To sum this all up, a few months ago I began dreaming and believing for several things and that is when my list really began. Here are the things I have the power within me to bring to fruition and by faith I will succeed: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. My mother's health to improve - DONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. My brother-in-laws cancer to disappear totally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. My photography business continue to grow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. God to provide a place for my photography business - DONE (God gave us a free building)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. My relationship with my son Timothy to be healed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. My life group to be returned this semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. Remodeling my home with additions to kitchen, bathroom and extra bedroom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. Finances to pay for remodeling without going into debt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. Finances to pay off truck so that we can be totally debt free &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. New computer, with two monitors for photography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. Continued favor for Doug in his business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12. A nice fall vacation with my sweet husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13. A closer relationship with God and more understanding of His ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14. A closer relationship with the people from KLFI do have the power within me and I will see this list completed. Please stand in agreement with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/05/climbing-ladder.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;5 comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-6986668162667835860?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/6986668162667835860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=6986668162667835860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6986668162667835860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/6986668162667835860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/climbing-ladder.html' title='Climbing the Ladder'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1983570627845615743.post-707414867621399039</id><published>2008-01-17T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T17:21:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming out of the Closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well here I am - sort of - anyway. And the first thing I have to do is confess that I have been a "closet browser" of the blogs of some really special people for the past couple of months. So to all you special people - Erica, Pam, Cherith, Trish, Fran, Monica, Brandi, Gail, Becky, Jennifer, Amanda, Rachel and Brenda - I am proud to announce that I have officially "COME OUT OF THE CLOSET". No more slinking around for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Now I must admit that I have really enjoyed reading all of your blogs. I love the words of encouragement, the thoughts, the jokes, the EVERYTHING you write. How totally creative each and everyone of you are. I am working on my list of things that I am believing from God, and like most of you I can't stop thinking about Ginny's talk. I also keep hearing the words that Gail shared in her talk last year - "I didn't expect much and that's exactly what I got"! Those were the most profound words I have ever heard and they are more profound today than they were last year. So, I am expecting everything and I know that is exactly what I am going to get.So to all you special people, thanks for sharing your blog with me and letting me hang in the background for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I love each and everyone of you and I look forward to the BFW this week because I am expecting EVERYTHING and that's exactly what we are going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="link" href="http://godswarriorbride.blogspot.com/2007/05/coming-out-of-closet.html#comments" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;6 comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1983570627845615743-707414867621399039?l=godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/feeds/707414867621399039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1983570627845615743&amp;postID=707414867621399039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/707414867621399039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1983570627845615743/posts/default/707414867621399039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godswarriorbride2.blogspot.com/2008/01/coming-out-of-closet.html' title='Coming out of the Closet'/><author><name>God's Warrior Bride</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01741112717030897013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='27' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FVfk2gb-GbI/ScFaytMQZcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zKNaqtTynOk/S220/Picture+064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
