tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65624486925819413892024-03-13T21:41:22.042-07:00Nothing ComparesLutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-51367882299244708782012-09-19T03:12:00.000-07:002012-09-19T03:12:04.828-07:00Growing In Christ<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Newborn babies...aren't they just the most wonderful thing to look at and hold? As we cradle them, we often find ourselves so wrapped up in how sweet they are that we say things like, "oh, if you could only stay little." Yet, we know that wouldn't be anything we would really wish on the child.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">If growth charts were available for Christians as they are for newborns, what would ours look like? It would begin at birth (our new birth in Christ) and would naturally continue to build. I'm sure we would see growth spurts and plateaus (periods of no growth). The growth spurts might be accompanied by hardships or during times of Bible Study Groups. The worst thing we might see is a backwards trend...which couldn't happen on a physical growth chart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">So the question is; what does my spritual growth chart look like? Where am I now? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">We all have lots of growth to do. It takes effort for spiritual growth; it's like physical growth. It's not easy! Yet, if there were a spiritual growth chart...what would mine look like?</span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-55013938086902915802012-08-09T03:18:00.004-07:002012-08-09T03:18:36.703-07:00When Manners Don't Count And Boundaries Aren't Built<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">* If you borrow something, send it back in better shape than it was in when you obtained it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">This makes it difficult for us to understand the compassion of our God. Sometimes it seems like I have worn out the relationship. For example, how many times do I totally screw up by gossiping, over spending (greed), or total glutinous behavior? After asking for forgiveness, believing I have recieved it...but falling back into the same behavior, I feel like it's ridicoulous to ask for forgiveness again. It's simply not good manners. I THINK God will tire of my refusal to learn, that He will be angry with me (rightly so), and that He will build a boundary not allowing me back in. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">On the contrary, our God is much bigger than that. He knows us...he created us with our own will. <em>I think my strong willed personality is enough to push many away...why not God, too. </em>Yet, Nehemiah ch 9 illustrates a God that continues to love us in good times and in bad times. He allows us to venture off, create our own mistakes, and find our need for Him. He's always there, waiting again and again, when we come back with a repentant heart. I am soooo thankful for the undying love He shows us in this chapter of Nehemiah. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">A revelation occurred to them on this occasion...the seventh month, the seventh day...a day God set aside to remember the time he rescued them from Egypt. This week was to be spent in booths...a way to remember how God was with them through a really rough time. What it must have meant to them...having just been released from bondage of Nebuchadnezzar. What a reminder this must have been...God is with us.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Today, we have set aside ways to remember the great things God has done for His people. We remember how he gave His life as a ransom, a perfect sacrificial lamb, given to us for our sin through the communion service, or the Lord's Supper. We also remember Him through the steps of baptism and how we become a new man, washed in the blood of Jesus.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Yet, what do we do to remember the wilderness walks? The times when we felt alone on an undesirable journey? He never left us. As a matter of fact, He led us through it. Yet, we would much rather forget the bad stuff. Who wants to talk about it? Who wants to relive it? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">This walk with Nehemiah has reminded me that it is important to remember those times. My God never left me in those periods. During the times of loss, the times of financial need, sickness, etc. my Savior walked me through it. I'm almost ashamed of myself. I need to remember those times and to sing praise to the One that led me through the Valley. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">I no longer dwell on those places, yet I must not forget them either.</span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-65762719773476706992012-07-27T05:54:00.002-07:002012-07-27T05:54:20.324-07:00It's About People Not Programs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A common sight in my community and the surrounding area...the old church/one room school house. One can't help but wonder what happened to the people that once went to church there. Did the church grow and rebuild elsewhere? Did it die with the people who started it? A church that never grew? Why does it stand alone?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Sometimes I wonder if we forget what it's really all about...Christ told us to "feed my sheep". Did we forget? The command wasn't about anything but the welfare of His sheep. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">As a cattle farmer's wife, I understand the care needed to keep the herd healthy. It's really all about the cows. Each day we make sure their needs are met; food, water, shelter. We don't argue about the color of the barn, it's more about which type of feed is best for the money we have. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Comparing cattle to people is not my point. Yet, sometimes we forget the people and it becomes about the program and whose idea is going to be carried out, the set up, the right songs, etc. Really, it needs to be all about meeting the needs of God's people. If the church fails to meet the need of God's people, the building will be left in ruins. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">In the book of Nehemiah, ch 7... the wall has been rebuilt. The first mission is complete. Yet, it wasn't just about the wall...it was about restoration of God's people. Now it's time to move back into the shelter of God's wall of protection. The whole time, it was really about God's people...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"><em>Is 43:2-4 Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you. I've called your name. You're mine. When you're in over your head, I'll be there with you. When you're in rough waters, you will not go down. When you're in between a rock and a hard place, it won't be a dead end - Because I am God, your personal God, The Holy of Israel, your Savior. I paid a huge price for you; all of Egypt, with rich Cush and Seba thrown in! That's how much yo mean to me? That's how much I love you. I'd sell off the whole world to get you back, trade the creation just for you.</em></span><br />
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<br />Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-55075319061871500482012-07-21T15:49:00.001-07:002012-07-21T15:49:28.360-07:00Who Have You Helped Today?<br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The essence of family...we stick together! No matter the sacrifice, we are family and we do what we need to do for each other. Once, my Aunt Gladys reminded me that God created the family BEFORE He created the church. Wow! Wasn't that an eye opener! Let's dig even deeper, with closer examination we find the church is really a picture of God's FAMILY! So really, the sacrifice doesn't stop at my front porch (although I really believe it must start there...). Interesting thoughts to ponder upon, don't you think? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">In Nehemiah, chapter 5, I was astounded to find the Israelites (God's chosen people, His family, the early church) oppressing others in the family. It came with an astounding, "Really...What are you thinking!"</span><br />
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<span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">5:9-11 <em>What you're doing is wrong. Is there no fear of God left in you? Don't you care what the nations around here, our enemies, think of you? I am my brothers and the people working for me have also loaned them money. But this gouging them with interest has to stop. Give them back their foreclosed fields, vineyards, olive groves, and homes right now, and forgive your claims on their money, grain, new wine, and olive oil."</em></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Nehemiah didn't even collect taxes from those in need (although it was legal and he could). He found the people had it hard enough as it was. Nehemiah </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">5:17 -19 </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Here was a nation, living in appalling conditions. Those who had money collected even more...from those who didn't have it to give. Doesn't that sound crazy!? What's necessarily legal doesn't mean it's ethical!!!!! nor does it mean it is right in the eyes of our Father! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">This has really burdened my heart today. Are there people living amongst my community that I haven't helped when the opportunity came along? Worse yet, did I place undo burden on those who needed a helping hand? What am I doing for my extended family? My brothers and sisters in Christ Jesus...I don't have much...yet, I don't want to be found guilty of hording what God has given me to share. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #274e13; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Recently, I drove some of my favorite "old lady friends" (a term of affection, really!) to brunch at one of our favorite tea rooms in Ozark, MO. We planned to arrive upon opening; talking and having a good time, we arrived 30 minutes after opening and found very few parking places open. Fortunately, I drive a small car and found a space open near the trash dumpster. Ugghhhhh, it wouldn't be my first choice but it would be fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">After a fantastic time of antique shopping and brunch, we brought our treasures and full tummies back to the car...parked at the trash dumpster. As I was unlocking the doors and letting all the hot air out of the car, I noticed the view beyond the dumpster. It was absolutely stunning! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">A picture beyond my expectations, beautiful greenery in what seems like a dust bowl. We've had 100 degree temperatures for what seems like a very very long time. In Missouri, we are experiencing a vicious drought! Yet, hidden beyond the rubble was a small oasis of green leaves and a small trickling of water; most likely spring water bubbling up from the ground. It was so stunningly beautiful, I reached for my camera to try and capture it's elegance. Unfortunately, I'm not a photographer. My picture couldn't capture the sound of trickling water, the sun shinning between the green, lush leaves, the peaceful serenity and beauty from behind the dumpster.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-size: large;">This reality beyond the rubble brought me back to a hidden truth found in Nehemiah 4:10 <span style="color: #990000;"><em>"The strength of the laborer fails, since there is so much rubble. We will never be able ro rebuild the wall."</em></span> The Isrealites has so much rubble to deal with while rebuilding the wall, it was really hard to see past all the "yuck"! Often in my life, I can get caught up in what lies in front of me, rather than what lies ahead of me. If we could just visualize beyond the rubble or simply trust God's Word, God's Work, and His unfailing love...trust that something beautiful lies beyond the rubble. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-size: large;">Can I let go of the vision of rubble and trust that God has a plan? His plan is perfect and better than anything I can imagine. Eph 3:20 (NIV)<span class="text Eph-3-20" id="en-NIV-29272"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><span style="color: #990000;"><sup class="versenum">20 </sup>Now to him who is able <sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272AI" title="See cross-reference AI">AI</a>)"></sup> to do immeasurably more than all we ask <sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272AJ" title="See cross-reference AJ">AJ</a>)"></sup> or imagine, according to his power <sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272AK" title="See cross-reference AK">AK</a>)"></sup> that is at </span></em></span><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%203&version=NIV#" id="_GPLITA_1" in_hdr="null" in_rurl="http://www.textsrv.com/click?v=VVM6OTM0MToyMzp3b3JrOjIwZThmZjAxZWZkYTYwZTQ5NzYyYWRmY2ZkZWYxNGUwOnotMTIzNi00NDIxMjp3d3cuYmlibGVnYXRld2F5LmNvbQ%3D%3D" style="text-decoration: underline;" title="Powered by Text-Enhance"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>work</em></span></a><span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><span style="color: #990000;"> within us</span> </em></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<br />Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-60282969122533191352012-07-16T19:52:00.003-07:002012-07-16T19:52:55.029-07:00Act or React: I Choose to Act!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Today marks a day in history I will never forget. My grandmother, a woman whose imprint in my life will always be noticed, passed into Heaven's Gates. She was surrounded by her children and grandchildren as she looked up and gazed toward the ceiling in amazement and took her last breath. She left a wonderful legacy behind; a model for her family to follow. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I can't help but think of her when I read today's study in Nehemiah chapter 4. As the Israelites were rebuilding the Wall of Jerusalem, dignitaries mocked them, trying to stir trouble or cause a fight. Rather than REACT, Nehemiah stood by what he knew to do. His first act was to pray; asking for God's hand on the situation. He also posted a guard to watch for trouble or meet the threat. I notice Nehemiah wasn't plotting his revenge, he continued in the work that was at hand. The Israelites weren't side-tracked with the appearance of impending attacks! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #666666;">How many times have I REACTED to cruelty or rude remarks? This is my big ahhhh-haaa, that's a good way to get side-tracked or even thrown off track! Prayer would keep my focus where it needs to be. Guarding my heart and mind is the work I need to be about, letting God guard me while I act in obedience.</span> </span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-17041916863376382702012-07-13T04:39:00.000-07:002012-07-13T04:41:05.042-07:00Building Up The Body of Christ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The study of Nehemiah has stirred my heart. The walls of Jerusalem, broken and in serious need of repair, could be rebuilt. Nehemiah, burdened for the disgrace of his people, set the wheels in motion to rebuild the gates and restore the grace of God's people. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">It wasn't a one man job. It took the talents of everyone to rebuild the city. Men, women, mayors, villagers, laymen, ... it took the skills of everyone to build up Jerusalem. Each talent was needed. It's much like a picture of today's church. It takes all of us to build up the body of Christ. Each of us play an important role, no one is more or less needed. Am I as zealous as Nehemiah? Am I as zealous of the Israelites? What am I doing for the body of Christ? It can be rebuilt!</span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-43465712402929003372012-07-07T06:24:00.001-07:002012-07-07T06:24:44.776-07:00The Prayer of a Righetous Man Availeth Much<div align="center">
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">The study of Nehemiah...a beautiful reminder of the power of intercessory prayer. The prayer of one; just one person...and how that prayer changed the lives of so many. Much like the prayer of Moses for the Israelites. Both men prayed for the forgiveness of their people, themselves included. I find it beautiful and awe inspiring how God heard the prayer of these men and forgave the lives of many. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Nehemiah, greatly moved by the conditions of his people, a group of individuals he didn't know, but he was yet a member of the family. He was so moved by word of their trouble and disgrace that he was moved to pray day and night...for four months! How often do I see a need, within my family, my community, my daily life that for moments my heart melts and feels empathy? Yet, ultimately that's where it stops. I might even pray a brief prayer and move on. Yet, have I earnestly and fervently prayed when those nudges fall into my path?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Are we, as Christians, a group of those who move and act on behalf of our Savior? I know that I'm falling short of this call. Yet, Nehemiah has reminded me to be a person of action. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After experiencing the mountain top or the lonely valley, the lesson should be deeply embedded. Yet, it's easy to venture off the path, if even just a little...staying only feet or inches away...the path is still in sight but I'm just to busy to get there today. Today turns into tomorrow, then a week, and before you know it a month, or even a year!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">That's where I found myself today. I have been excited about this new study. I really want to do this on-line and on my own. If I could have found someone else doing this on-line...I would have jumped at the chance. Yet, here I am. It's two weeks behind schedule and I still haven't got the book even ordered. I keep thinking I will make it into Springfield and buy the book. It also sits in my checkout on Amazon.com. Yet, neither have moved into action. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">It dawned on me this morning that maybe a portion of the study could be downloaded. Alas, I can start! What a start it is, too. While studying the background for Nehemiah we look into the past of Jerusalem to find out why they are in need of rebuilding the Wall of Jerusalem. In 587 b.c., Nebuchadnezzar destroyed the temple. He had it plundered and burned, sending the Jewish people to Babylon and living in exile. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #45818e;">What a blow that must have been to God's people.</span> <strong><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2 Chron 36:21 This is exactly the message of God that Jeremiah had preached: the desolate land put to an extended sabbath rest, a seventy-year Sabbath rest making up for all the unkept Sabbaths</span></strong>. </span><br />
<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The first thing that comes to my mind,...having been in a yucky place where you feel there is no way out but up...I guess that gives you time to put your relationship back into place with God. Yet, isn't that what the Sabbath is all about? Isn't that what daily Bible Study is all about? It's one of those things we know; staying on the path is important. Yet we ignore the message of God and venture off, even feeling safe when the path is still in sight, and we keep on walking. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Arial;">Well, that's my big "ahhh" of the day. Now what to do with it!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #ffd966; color: #783f04; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each summer, I hope to find rest,redirection, and reconnection with what I think is important. Oddly, I find there are lots of good intentions but the ball is dropped by the "things" that interferre in life. Yet reflection doesn't always reveal what exactly those "things" might have been. I wonder if those "things" were really all that important; was it worth the interuption? </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #ffd966; color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">This summer, it is my personal purpose, my intentional decision, to keep friends close, family closer, and my relationship with God even closer. I love having Bible Studies with my close friends. Yet, we get so busy, many times Bible Study night becomes a calander mess and loss of flavor becomes inevitable. I wonder....I just wonder...what would happen if I simply embarked on my own journey. Just me , my God, and my computer. The calendar would be simple but would the accountability be there? </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #ffd966; color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">This summer, Beth Moore and Kelly Minter are creating a beautiful on-line time with Kelly's new Bible Study on Nehemiah; A Heart That Can Break. I'm interested...yet I know the month of June will be busy...and to be honest, the month of July will be busy, too. Yet future reflection back may determine that it was more important to commit to purposeful and intentional time spent in study of the Word. It's time to make a decision and stick with it. hmmmmm </span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-6934415748773907262012-01-16T04:08:00.000-08:002012-01-16T04:08:55.628-08:00The Study of James<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> Just before Christmas, I mentioned to my dear friends, Marti and Vicky, that Beth Moore had a new study out. The book of James seemed intriguing and the two girls happened to be in the book store to glance through the materials. Marti's consistent persistence brought me to a point that was inevitable, we were going to start a new study. The question was simply "when?" and "where?". </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"> Looking back now, I suppose God already had a plan. We were fortunate enough to find it...not because I spent time in prayer asking Him to reveal His plan, but because He was gracious to lead us in the right direction. My daughter, Lauren, was interested in the study, too. It is difficult for her to attend with a three year old, it is a wonderful solution to have the study in her home. This way, the baby is bathed and in jammies when we get there and the study is over just before her bedtime. As participants, we can show up in sweats or pj's. Isn't God good!</span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;"> We are only two weeks into this wonderful study. Each week, we are totally surprised at what mysteries are revealed to us as a group and as individuals. I am thrilled and grateful to have this opportunity laid out for us. The group consists of whomever shows up...the members are a small close knit group of women from ages in their 20's to their late 60's. WOW, What a wonderful group!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It's been a very long time since I've blogged. I've kept up with other blogs...sorta...my time really got away with me. I don't know where the days actually went. One day simply ran into another and before I knew it, 2011 was over. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Do you ever find that the things you really like to do, somehow get put on the back burner? I almost feel guilty for taking time to do the things I enjoy. For example, I like to work in my flower garden, yet when I'm out there in the sun, the dirt, and the flowers I am constantly reminded of the things I need to get accomplished. Laundry is always piling up, the dishes always need to be washed, and the front doorway seems to need cleaned on a constant and consistent basis. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Reading books is another thing I like to do, yet I didn't find much time for it during 2011. I read how much my blogging friend, Joy, gathered from a book written by Ann VosKamp. I searched the book out at Barnes and Noble. After picking the book up, thumbing through the pages, reading the back panel, and looking at the cost, I put the book back on the shelf. Now, I am certain that was a mistake.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Here we are in 2012, my husband bought me an IPAD for Christmas. We weren't supposed to get each other anything, we really can't afford such gifts. Yet, he did it and I love it! When looking into books I could read from my handheld computer, I found Ann Voskamp's book and a computer application to accompany it. This discovery has changed my outlook on the new year.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Ann Voskamp's life, recorded in her poetic artistic style, connected with me. Ann lost her love of life through tragedy. On the other hand, I don't know if I lost the love for life, but I felt myself moving through it in a desperate search for something more. Of course, I have been taught and fully believe where my focus is set is what grows. If I look at what I don't have, that will grow. If I look at what I do have...that will grow. Ann's book takes this thought and goes much deeper. If I look at the gifts God has given me, I will actually learn how blessed and rich I am. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So, my journey begins. I have started collecting pictures and thoughts...a journal of sorts...to record the wonderful gifts my God gives me. Wow, this is such an eye opening experience! It is my sincere hope that life doesn't get in the way, that I don't let myself down and feel that something else is more important. This is one new idea that I want to stick with; it's better than a New Year's Diet! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Pay careful attention to your own work, for then you will get the satisfaction of a job well done, and you won't need to compare yourself to anyone else. For we are each responsible for our own conduct.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;"> * cooking * gardening</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;"> * keeping the house clean</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;"> * teaching in their classroom</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;"> * balancing family, church, Bible Study</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;"> * doing for the church</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;">Well, the list can go on and on and on. Yet, even my own expectations can be hard to live up to, why add the additional rules to the game. Just as the new believers were doing.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial;">Just as <span style="color: #990000;">Galations 1:6 points out..."If pleasing people were my goal, I would not be Christ's servant. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000;"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29104"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">1</span></strong></sup> You foolish Galatians! Who has bewitched you? Before your very eyes Jesus Christ was clearly portrayed as crucified. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29105"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">2</span></strong></sup> I would like to learn just one thing from you: Did you receive the Spirit by the works of the law, or by believing what you heard? <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29106"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">3</span></strong></sup> Are you so foolish? After beginning by means of the Spirit, are you now trying to finish by means of the flesh?<sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-29106a" title="See footnote a">a</a>]"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">[</span></strong><a cmimpressionsent="1" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Galations%203&version=NIV#fen-NIV-29106a" title="See footnote a"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><strong>a</strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">]</span></strong></sup> <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29107"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">4</span></strong></sup> Have you experienced<sup class="footnote" value="[<a href="#fen-NIV-29107b" title="See footnote b">b</a>]"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">[</span></strong><a cmimpressionsent="1" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Galations%203&version=NIV#fen-NIV-29107b" title="See footnote b"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><strong>b</strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">]</span></strong></sup> so much in vain—if it really was in vain? <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29108"><strong><span style="font-size: x-small;">5</span></strong></sup> So again I ask, does God give you his Spirit and work miracles among you by the works of the law, or by your believing what you heard</span>?<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I don't know about you, but these last few months I've been exhausted. I feel like I just get things done and it's time to begin the new tasks that lay ahead. Meanwhile, my devotional time has suffered...I feel farther away from where I want to be. I can never seem to get enough work completed; the more I do the more I need to do. The projects just keep getting bigger.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Yet, not once did I ask my Heavenly Father about it. I didn't ask him about His plans for me and I didn't ask for His help. My day would be much better when complimented with His Spirit rather than my own works. What have I been thinking?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Each Sunday, I look at the calendar for the wee and inform the family of our plans. I think I must to this to God, too. Realizing the error of my ways, I need to rise and ask Him what His plans are for me this day. I need to thank Him for all things. I also need to stop meeting the demands of man (myself included) and meet the demands of my Lord. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Enough Said!</span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-49150811350993445732011-09-25T15:57:00.000-07:002011-09-25T15:57:34.454-07:00<div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8 Once when Zechariah’s division was on duty and he was serving as priest before God, 9 he was chosen by lot, according to the custom of the priesthood, to go into the temple of the Lord and burn incense. 10 And when the time for the burning of incense came, all the assembled worshipers were praying outside.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">11 Then an angel of the Lord appeared to him, standing at the right side of the altar of incense. 12 When Zechariah saw him, he was startled and was gripped with fear. 13 But the angel said to him: “Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard. Your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you are to call him John. 14 He will be a joy and delight to you, and many will rejoice because of his birth, 15 for he will be great in the sight of the Lord. He is never to take wine or other fermented drink, and he will be filled with the Holy Spirit even before he is born. 16 He will bring back many of the people of Israel to the Lord their God. 17 And he will go on before the Lord, in the spirit and power of Elijah, to turn the hearts of the parents to their children and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous—to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.”</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">18 Zechariah asked the angel, “How can I be sure of this? I am an old man and my wife is well along in years.”</span> </div>
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">It's been almost a year since I've blogged. Life simply gets crazy. Yet, this weekend, I really wanted to join the women again in Wendy Pope's on-line study. This weekend, the group begins reading through the new testament. The first reading focused on Luke Chapter 1 and it really spoke volume to me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">First of all, Zechariah is a priest. Each time a priest entered into God's Sanctuary, he must be holy or he will fall over dead in the presence of our most holy God. Zechariah cast lots with the rest of his group and found himself the winner that day. While others were praying outside, Zechariah entered the most holy sanctuary and an angel appeared to him. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Now, let's think about this. He's in the sanctuary, there's people praying outside, and we know that the only presence in the temple besides Zechariah is God. No one else would have survived the trip unless he/she were ordained by God. Yet, Zechariah doubts the message he brings.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">This just screams, "DUH!!!!!" How many times have I been in church, in Bible Study, in prayer, or writing in my journal and felt God telling me something? How many times has God used a messenger to tell me? How many times did I wonder...."Is this for real?" I'm certain that this has happened and God must have wanted to give me that what-for like Gabriel did to Zechariah. I wonder how loud Gabrielle's voice must have felt to Zechariah when he was chastised for being so ridiculous?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">How many times have I reasoned away a message from my loving Father? .... an answer to my prayer....</span></div>
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Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-27161927645122372762011-02-19T16:08:00.000-08:002011-02-19T16:24:11.731-08:00Good Morning, Friend<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdiJhs_DP2Y/TWBbv2kApUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SBqTZ_4mk8E/s1600/IMG_1235.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575557216343205186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EdiJhs_DP2Y/TWBbv2kApUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/SBqTZ_4mk8E/s400/IMG_1235.JPG" /></a> <strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;">Exodus 33:11a </span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#993300;">Inside the Tent of Meeting, the LORD would speak to Moses face to face, as one speaks to a friend.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#003333;">WOW! I just had to read this scripture again and again, ...the Lord would speak to Moses face to face, as one speaks to a friend...I believe the Lord wants to be our friend. What do you think? Isn't that awesome?!</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003333;">I meditated on this scripture for days, it just wasn't something I could fully comprehend. I've known Him as God, Lord, Savior, Father, Healer, God of Peace, God of Love, and many others...but friend? YEAH! What better bff could I have than God? </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#003333;">Last Sunday morning, I was greeted by my Friend, with a beautiful sunrise that seemed to greet me with a burst of color and warmth...a special gift. </span></p></span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-22842791662791427392011-02-11T09:54:00.000-08:002011-02-11T10:32:12.965-08:00A New Way of Thinking<span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8yGMkUCLyU/TVV4J8Z2QdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/winDlExNI-E/s1600/women-shopping.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572492226169553362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8yGMkUCLyU/TVV4J8Z2QdI/AAAAAAAAAUM/winDlExNI-E/s400/women-shopping.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Recently, I've embarked on a new journey. Not necessarily a journey of my choosing, but a journey none-the-less. My entire life has changed, my job, my pay, my values, the hours I am away from home, the hours spent trying to learn the new job, etc. Really, our lives are not the same. In the all-not-so-far-off-past, I used to love shopping with friends, a day at the hairdresser and a pedicure, shopping for the latest clothes and accessories, as well as eating out. </span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000099;">This doesn't mean that I no longer like these things; I really enjoy them actually. Yet, the truth is, I'm learning to enjoy other things more. The road to get there is not exactly the smoothest highway. In fact, the ride is more like dirt roading in a topless jeep. I feel every bump along the road, my car gets dirty, my hair feels like it will never be the same, and I'm kinda get used to it. Who needs high heel boots in a jeep? They just hurt my feet anyway!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">My new job requires less hours but I'm farther away from home. The transportation costs more but I'm closer to retail outlets and discount stores. I've had to give up the house keeper due to less pay, and working farther away makes it even harder to keep up with the chores, I can no longer run home during lunch to put something out for supper or load the washer. It takes time to go through the mail, call and re-arrange payment schedules, work on health insurance issues...my time has been the greatest challenge. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Yet, I'm learning a new life style. The past few weeks we've experienced SNOW! As an educator, I'm home on snow days. HOME! It feels great! I don't want to leave! I'm cleaning out the freezer, getting caught up on reading, preparing for taxes, and loving every minute of it. I can't believe I'm saying this...but...it's a lot more rewarding than shopping. I can have breakfast or lunch with friends and enjoy it even more when we are snowed in at one another's home than in a restraunt. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">Really, this is a journey home. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"></span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_gPxu2O2d0/TVWAYbbCFdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XmtjJ9XA0jk/s1600/DSC00058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572501271107212754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I_gPxu2O2d0/TVWAYbbCFdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XmtjJ9XA0jk/s400/DSC00058.JPG" /></a>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-19564427264359574242011-02-11T05:56:00.000-08:002011-02-11T06:09:30.643-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330033;">This morning, I woke up around 3:00 am just praising my God. Do I do that nearly enough? Do I really know how? Have I ever just praised Him in my words, actions, etc. beyond music?<br /><br />Just something to think about... my offering of praise.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330033;">(Press Pause on the player at the bottom of the page before you begin this video.)<br /><br /><object style="WIDTH: 640px; HEIGHT: 390px"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDB6Wabg63w?version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oDB6Wabg63w?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"></embed></object><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330033;"></span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-80138272987671216172011-01-30T07:00:00.000-08:002011-01-30T07:00:59.686-08:00Give Us Clean Hands<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/onGbkeWkA64?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-57686416966199045712011-01-16T16:58:00.000-08:002011-01-16T17:08:19.246-08:00Siesta Sister Memory Team Verse 2<em>Photo by Lois Honeycutt<br /></em><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TTOU0n_3iGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7jfUDuoRb7c/s1600/36768_1150276854579_1757346464_292412_2768989_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562953596543666274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TTOU0n_3iGI/AAAAAAAAAUA/7jfUDuoRb7c/s400/36768_1150276854579_1757346464_292412_2768989_n.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;"> This challenge has proven to be fun! I've decided to purchase a charm bracelet. Each charm will represent a new scripture verse I've memorized this year. My thought is that as I go through the charms, I will recall the scripture. I hope to find charms that will somewhat match my thoughts as I've gone through the verses. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;">My verse for this month:</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;"><strong>Jer 17:7-8</strong> (getting bolder...two verses this time)</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#003333;"><em><strong>But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in Him. They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.</strong></em></span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;color:#003333;">Tell me what verse you are memorizing! <br /><br /></p></span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-59877830088273123012011-01-15T04:30:00.000-08:002011-01-15T04:31:05.457-08:00Look At This<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18758846" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/18758846">Siesta Scripture Memory Video #1</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1878515">LPV</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-67690370502285744292011-01-10T07:47:00.000-08:002011-01-10T07:50:56.643-08:00My First Verse of 2011<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TSsqkkg-5pI/AAAAAAAAATw/2A4FDgaY0B8/s1600/daisy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560584972684682898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TSsqkkg-5pI/AAAAAAAAATw/2A4FDgaY0B8/s400/daisy.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><em><span style="color:#000099;">Those who love Your teachings will find true peace and nothing will defeat them.</span></em> Psalm 119:165 </span></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">This is my first verse to memorize for the year. What is your verse? 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This year, I want to be even closer to Him.</span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6562448692581941389.post-18082392556403111462011-01-01T07:05:00.000-08:002011-01-01T07:10:05.811-08:00Woop! Woop! Here We Go!!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TR9C-iWYZvI/AAAAAAAAATg/ODn9pkwX-Fg/s1600/siesta-spiral-300x224.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557234107338483442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-N59RFFrP4s/TR9C-iWYZvI/AAAAAAAAATg/ODn9pkwX-Fg/s400/siesta-spiral-300x224.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">My first memory scripture verse for the year:</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;"> <em>Those who love your teachings will find true peace and nothing will defeat them.</em> Psalm 119:165 New Century Version</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#330000;">What is your scripture verse? (Check out Beth's blog if you are still searching for the right verse to fit your season of life.)</p><br /><br /></span>Lutiemomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00021928167523417663noreply@blogger.com2