<?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-17956749</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:19:35.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the Faith</title><subtitle type='html'>Colossians 2:6-7
"So then, just as you received Christ Jesus as Lord, continue to live in him, rooted and built up in him, strengthened in the faith as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3753623834811800124</id><published>2008-09-30T07:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:35:51.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And This is Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much took place this weekend, but I just want to take this time to share three wonderful examples of love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, there is Amos and Jess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251790898915855570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SOIb_1SCTNI/AAAAAAAABOM/t9IQHkTY--Q/s320/jess+and+amos.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This couple has two small children, just took on the extra hassel of having a sister (me) move in, and are involved in everything under the sun, from choir practice to football practice. There isn't much time for them, as a couple. But they make it. They make time for each other. To appreciate each other. To love each other. To just be a couple in love. Yes, it takes work and time and effort. But it is worth it to them. The love they have for each other is important. Does it take away from their love as a family, for their children? Definitely not, for it only strengthens it. And this is love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next there is Clay and Becky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251790851936545938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SOIb9GRS7JI/AAAAAAAABOE/p3hMPWAz5N0/s320/clay+and+becky.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now I have really only spent time with Clay and Becky and their family together once, but have had several ladies nights with Becky and Jess. And yet, I learn more and more about Clay in the process. Why? Because Becky loves Clay and shares stories of what he does for her or their family. She loves to lift him up. She admires him, respects him, appreciates him, and they are a couple that works as one to raise a wonderful family. And this is love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then there is Chris and Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251790802661986514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SOIb6OtU0NI/AAAAAAAABN8/l_iPdKHW5hc/s320/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These two have loved each ever since high school. They have faced certain challenges together but have found comfort and strength in one another. They lean on each other. They encourage one another. And they know how to have fun together!!! It amazes me how they each think of the other...always. And now they are sharing that love with a beautiful little boy from Ethiopia. And we all got to gather together and celebrate that love. And this is love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If there is anything anyone can teach you, show you...&lt;strong&gt;let it be love&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you shown love today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. ~John 3:16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3753623834811800124?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3753623834811800124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3753623834811800124&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3753623834811800124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3753623834811800124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-this-is-love.html' title='And This is Love...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SOIb_1SCTNI/AAAAAAAABOM/t9IQHkTY--Q/s72-c/jess+and+amos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4816347347629664983</id><published>2008-09-21T16:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:09:38.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Starve...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just had a tremendous weekend of awakening. I was blessed to celebrate the wedding of the Sanders' as they had a reception here in Indiana though they live in Utah. Saturday, of course, was the Apple Festival in Nappanee followed by some great time with my niece and nephew. I even get a call from a great friend letting me know how she thought she just saw me and that she was thinking of me. Seriously, it was a weekend that filled me with happiness. But the world is not as blessed as I am, as we are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, I saw the words, "Will you starve That They Be Better Fed?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is International Day of Prayer for Peace and I can't help but examine my life, the opportunities I have... to eat whatever I want whenever I want, to be lazy and watch football, to spend quality time with friends...to... I wonder how many times my wants and desires have taken away from others...how many times I got something and ended up hurting someone else in the process just because I wanted "it"...how many times I put myself above others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that all at the heart of fighting with others, hating others, hurting others. Doesn't that lead to the destruction of others? Have I built others up? Have I showed others love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248584296626116578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SNa3nA4X1-I/AAAAAAAABN0/6mHn7U4eeWo/s320/map.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We prayed for peace today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I listened to a gentleman share his story of being a conscientious objector during the time of war. He chose to use his service to better a life. He was actually a part of the Great Starvation Experiement which was a controlled dietary experiment in which he was fed 1000 calories and expended 3200 calories a day. All to help understand the best way to rehabiliate those in other countries who are starving. You know he got my attention, as he willingly gave up food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wanted to build up others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We prayed for peace today, and I prayed for an open heart to remember the effects of my actions, the love God fills me with to share with all, the peace that comes from life lived as He has commanded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is your prayer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 5:9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed are the peacemakers, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for they will be called sons of God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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/17956749-4816347347629664983?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4816347347629664983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4816347347629664983&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4816347347629664983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4816347347629664983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/will-you-starve.html' title='Will You Starve...?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SNa3nA4X1-I/AAAAAAAABN0/6mHn7U4eeWo/s72-c/map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8898180917159861750</id><published>2008-09-18T09:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:28:17.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure...Do You Feel It?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so just yesterday, I get the second email from my amazing friend Carrie mentioning that she should start a blog...and we all agree (Jess, Jackie, and I).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So here it is! I know she reads this! and so it is time for a little blog pressure ;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be doing a series of blogs until she caves and sends us her new blog address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series of course is about Carrie and why she should start a blog. I ask that you dedicated readers and blog stalkers leave comments of encouragement for her.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first, introduce you to Carrie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247352049165053666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SNJW4xXmruI/AAAAAAAABNs/G6FCfyH_UKk/s320/carrie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Carrie has been such a great friend throughout the 11 years we have known each other! We first met this fabulous person when registering for classes at Manchester College! Yes, college seems to create the strongest friendships. Who would have thought our lives would have changed with such a simple introduction?! It was a great welcome to Manchester and we were inseparable from then on! Doesn't she already sound like someone who should start a blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stay tuned to learn more about our crazy adventures together...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8898180917159861750?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8898180917159861750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8898180917159861750&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8898180917159861750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8898180917159861750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/pressuredo-you-feel-it.html' title='Pressure...Do You Feel It?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SNJW4xXmruI/AAAAAAAABNs/G6FCfyH_UKk/s72-c/carrie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2575702451976158559</id><published>2008-09-15T07:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:35:24.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Just Isn't Enough Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As soon as I made the step to enter the international mission field long term, Jess and I decided that we would definitely take atleast one weekend and spend some great time together just appreciating the time we have together and the fact that we are &lt;strong&gt;SISTERS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone who knows us knows how close we are. They know how much we love each other. And it is just amazing the friendship we have! Just before we took off for this weekend together, I had to laugh. Because I am now living with her and her family. Yes, I see her everyday, and yet, we are leaving for the weekend to spend more time with each other! WHY?&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;Because &lt;strong&gt;THERE JUST ISN'T ENOUGH TIME&lt;/strong&gt; to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246234499853119906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5ee1wk8aI/AAAAAAAABMs/X4uDQlRIijM/s320/P1050629.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; show her how much I&lt;strong&gt; LOVE HER&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK HER&lt;/strong&gt; for encouragement and support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tell her just how &lt;strong&gt;INCREDIBLE A SISTER&lt;/strong&gt; she is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;show my &lt;strong&gt;APPRECIATION&lt;/strong&gt; for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;treat her even a portion of the &lt;strong&gt;KINDNESS &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPASSION &lt;/strong&gt;she has shown me and others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the list goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a plan! We were heading to Indy to stay at a hotel, shop, eat at a new mexican restaurant, go to opera in the park, and then eat at a cajun restaurant. But our plans changed...only for the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We shopped!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246233063857724642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5dLQQmHOI/AAAAAAAABMc/uDymZn2A2CE/s320/P1050621.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We enjoyed a wonderful dinner, with our brother Scott, at PF Changs!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246233580455384626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5dpUvE1jI/AAAAAAAABMk/cwccpkJm-eE/s320/P1050626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Followed by Starbucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246234678560016610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5epPfnyOI/AAAAAAAABM0/FRjNXftuVSY/s320/P1050632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We explored Greenfield!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236314983010802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5gIfpREfI/AAAAAAAABNU/7Evgp1qIKTs/s320/P1050646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And hoped that Jess wouldn't blow away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236005300680354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5f2d_PtqI/AAAAAAAABNM/wbDm7_50crk/s320/P1050643.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; We ate nachos while watching football!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246236397562825026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5gNTR1CUI/AAAAAAAABNc/UsYEwto8Qvk/s320/P1050654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had such a great time with my wonderful brother, and my fabulous sister! I thank Scott for the time we had together, for allowing us to stay with you, and for being our brother! I thank Jess for always making time for me, for making me laugh, and for being my sister! It was difficult to leave. There Just Isn't Enough Time, but the time we had was &lt;strong&gt;INVALUABLE&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5i5gCDrMI/AAAAAAAABNk/H0_eg1Omii0/s1600-h/P1050636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246239355923836098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5i5gCDrMI/AAAAAAAABNk/H0_eg1Omii0/s200/P1050636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S.  Check out the fun headlamp purchase for the trip.  Do I get the mark of approval Matt and Jamie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5fsBSdxhI/AAAAAAAABNE/BaE_toD7zV0/s1600-h/P1050636.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2575702451976158559?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2575702451976158559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2575702451976158559&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2575702451976158559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2575702451976158559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-just-isnt-enough-time.html' title='There Just Isn&apos;t Enough Time!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SM5ee1wk8aI/AAAAAAAABMs/X4uDQlRIijM/s72-c/P1050629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5920516477756981229</id><published>2008-09-11T07:26:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:19:28.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Get...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when you ask for help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 amazing friends surrounding you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incredible food provided by a family who are all great friends of mine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can you doubt the presence of God at work?!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244732078865748306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkICbbjkVI/AAAAAAAABL8/rV48m6sO6ps/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was moving time yesterday evening, and I already was feeling overwhelmed as I had no idea how emotionally draining and physically tiring it all would be. I asked some friends for some help with moving some of the bigger boxes and furniture. And they all said "yes!". Becky and Clay even provided dinner for all of us! And it was delicious! It definitely beat the pizza I was going to order and it was such a huge burden taken off of my shoulders. By the way, Becky, we are all eager to get the recipe for the roast and fruit salad...oh and the cookies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244730495519488610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkGmRAY-mI/AAAAAAAABKc/8nHO0K2vQmg/s200/1+victoria.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244730863425967762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkG7rkIVpI/AAAAAAAABK0/dvKJnG-fpRI/s200/2+jamie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244730677962232930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkGw4qIVGI/AAAAAAAABKs/EsnGghPZtJY/s200/3+john.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244730981701788466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHCkLSIzI/AAAAAAAABK8/WwWu1RSGSGw/s200/4+jessica.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731084940796338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHIkxYYbI/AAAAAAAABLE/MmDB9ID8UyQ/s200/5+matt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731313160399346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHV29LKfI/AAAAAAAABLM/gWtv_mHA52I/s200/6+alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731458887969362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHeV1ValI/AAAAAAAABLU/-qYyRLOInfc/s200/7+jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731576668138242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHlMmUKwI/AAAAAAAABLc/bdNbeffrBYA/s200/8+amos+grace+tyler.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731690242005842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHrzsb21I/AAAAAAAABLk/zv7blTgC7nY/s200/9+chris+sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731805225570706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkHygCp0ZI/AAAAAAAABLs/ePB0rh-lwMA/s200/10+kevin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244731938817038434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkH6RtV2GI/AAAAAAAABL0/8tmFjlpf-qw/s200/11+jamie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkIuDPXqII/AAAAAAAABMM/c2Z5GZlOwBI/s1600-h/12+unit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244732828286429314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkIuDPXqII/AAAAAAAABMM/c2Z5GZlOwBI/s320/12+unit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin brought a trailer, which was such a help, and we were able to just make one trip. The guys mostly loaded the heavy items, as the rest of us ladies cleaned out the house and carried some lighter boxes all while watching the kids. It was amazing how fast it went and I couldn't believe all the support I had. Everything that needed to be stored fit nicely in my closet sized rental unit while Jess and Amos are able to use some of the furniture pieces. As I pulled down the door to the unit and locked it up, I felt the finality of it all. This is actually happening. And you know what? Everyone was there, understanding how emotional it was, and they just surrounded me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I couldn't have done it alone, and I didn't have to! God provided the help. And He provided the love. I can do nothing but praise God for all of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244733014764896018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkI457TPxI/AAAAAAAABMU/hMDYGIJw6Kw/s320/13+part+of+the+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Amos, Jess, Matt, Alicia, Kevin, Chris, Sarah, John, Jessica, Jamie, Victoria, and Jamie, Clay, and Becky for all your help and support last night! Your love was seen and so very appreciated!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1 John 4:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5920516477756981229?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5920516477756981229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5920516477756981229&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5920516477756981229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5920516477756981229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-do-you-get.html' title='What Do You Get...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMkICbbjkVI/AAAAAAAABL8/rV48m6sO6ps/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-539590783202579724</id><published>2008-09-08T07:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:18:50.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifting UP</title><content type='html'>Okay, it is Monday, and I can't believe the weekend is over already.  There is just so much to do and so little time, and it is a struggle as I don't want to miss out on great time with friends either.  So it is quite the balancing act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I am thankful for one last roomie hoorah Friday night.  Dina and I spent our last night together as roomies around a pot of rice crispy treats and just enjoyed every minute of it.  It was a great send off, and another great memory I will cherish.  I am so grateful for her friendship!!!  I am also thankful for some great scrapping time with Jessica, Alicia, and Jess on Saturday.  It is just some good time to be creative and relax and eat of course.  So thank you ladies for these times together.  I am looking forward to our next one!  Then I was able to meet up with Jamie and Sarah.  Sarah and I cheered on Jamie as she coached and then we all met up to eat at Cerulean's for some delicious sushi!  I will definitely be back, as soon as I save up some money for it.  Thank you ladies for such a wonderful evening.  And to top it off, you know I have to mention the incredible football game where the Bears were victorious over the Colts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Bears!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you might wonder, what else is going on?  Well, I am packing and preparing for missions too.  There comes a point in the packing process where you just want to burn it all and be done with it.  You wonder why you collected so much and what the purpose of all the "stuff" is.  I am hoping that there are more garbage bags to toss than boxes to move.  It definitely isn't easy.  But what is easy, is the ability to get so overwhelmed with everything.  And here is where my title comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;lift up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; two ladies in my life who have lifted me up over the past few days.  First, there is Sarah.  Sarah has been an extraordinary friend.  She has helped me relax by inviting me to some fun activities, she has supported me as I step into the mission field, she is going to help me move though she lives kind of far from me, and she has been creative to help me work out logistics in moving.  It has helped tremendously and I just have to say Thank You.  And of course there is my sister, who just listens to me and lets me cry when I just need to let it all out...when I just need rest.  And I couldn't be more appreciative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot more to do, but God is providing the strength and perserverence with a little fun mixed in and I give Him praise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-539590783202579724?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/539590783202579724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=539590783202579724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/539590783202579724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/539590783202579724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/lifting-up.html' title='Lifting UP'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1665071684490376675</id><published>2008-09-05T07:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:58:12.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds of the Evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does an elephant say?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1671959&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1671959&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Matt answered it quite nicely!&lt;br /&gt;(forgive the "trial version", as it is the only software I have to edit videos)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a great initiation for Matt into the role of dad. He always made this sound for Grace, albeit, we always had her go and ask him this question as it always made us laugh. If I would of thought of it, Alicia could have been initiated into her role as mom by trying to explain to Grace what a wrap is. It took the entire trip to Buffalo Wild Wings to try to do that, and I ended up just telling her it was a sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMFEtbWwX0I/AAAAAAAABKU/E14CtPzW0XE/s1600-h/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242546988463972162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMFEtbWwX0I/AAAAAAAABKU/E14CtPzW0XE/s320/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But in reality, no initiation is needed for these two as they already are filled with the love of parents. Jess, Victoria, and Jessica did a wonderful job organizing a celebration for these wonderful friends of ours. Friends from all over northern Indiana came together to celebrate this growing family. And what baby shower is complete without dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings first? Yes, we decided to skip the fancy foods and punch and just enjoy some nice wings, or wraps, or chips, or whatever we were in the mood for. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we did have some fabulous games and cake at Jamie and Victoria's who provided us a great location to share our excitement. You know it is a great evening when it is filled with &lt;strong&gt;laughter&lt;/strong&gt;, and the occasional&lt;strong&gt; sound of an elephant&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I send a huge congrats to Matt and Alicia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know the journey has not been easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we celebrated I couldn't help but recall the following scripture verse... &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;strong&gt;~Micah 7:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But as for me, I watch in HOPE for the Lord, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1665071684490376675?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1665071684490376675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1665071684490376675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1665071684490376675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1665071684490376675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/sounds-of-evening.html' title='Sounds of the Evening...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SMFEtbWwX0I/AAAAAAAABKU/E14CtPzW0XE/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7245837011294307664</id><published>2008-09-04T07:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:39:27.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10.5 Hours and Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&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;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It is almost time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I can hardly wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Most of you know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;But check back tomorrow to see what this is all about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Until then...&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/17956749-7245837011294307664?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7245837011294307664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7245837011294307664&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7245837011294307664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7245837011294307664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/105-hours-and-counting.html' title='10.5 Hours and Counting...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6653124390607673134</id><published>2008-09-02T07:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T10:27:32.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hit The Road"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241408013231129730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL040V-HBII/AAAAAAAABIc/dkjHEvziF2Q/s400/map+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"Hit The Road" (quoted from my niece)....and is exactly how I spent my weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took off last week to Indianapolis to meet up with the wonderful people of LifeNets to update them on my last trip to Africa and learn more about how I could help them. It was such a great visit as the time passed too quickly. I am always eager to meet with this organization as they have such a passion to help others. I continued to be surrounded by that kind of passion as I attend the Indiana Grantmakers board meeting, where I continue to learn about the growing field of philanthropy by my fellow collegues. There was great conversation and of course delicious food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1IOC9bPEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/7Q6z3m7OZMI/s1600-h/scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241424947479002178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1IOC9bPEI/AAAAAAAABJ0/7Q6z3m7OZMI/s400/scott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While down in Indy, I spent some fabulous time with my brother, Scott. We had a great time traveling to Rhi's soccer game in Yorktown, and Spencer's soccer game in Bloomington. It was great to see Rhi and Spencer's games and I am eager to learn a little more about soccer so I can follow along better. Scott was great at answering all my questions, because I had quite a few. On the way down to Bloomington we were able to stop by one of Scott's hunting spots to set up a camera, and he is even going to take me deer hunting sometime, which I am very excited about. It was just wonderful not only catching up on everything, but learning more about my brother and his passions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241424786568432626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1IErhWy_I/AAAAAAAABJs/xVrF7yZPH3E/s400/rhi+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241424696879005330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1H_dZuvpI/AAAAAAAABJk/h7qHcaPHeKA/s400/rhi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241425464873361842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1IsKZ2obI/AAAAAAAABJ8/SBu_SY4Lrzg/s400/spencer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241425639076441410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1I2TXGrUI/AAAAAAAABKM/NU3uJJONFTQ/s400/spencer+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1Gj4g26JI/AAAAAAAABJM/cD-UQw02qTs/s1600-h/chicago+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423123608692882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1Gj4g26JI/AAAAAAAABJM/cD-UQw02qTs/s400/chicago+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I returned home on Saturday in enough time to turn around and head to Chicago with Jess and Jessica. Ha, just realized that I was the odd one. Anyway, we thought it would be fun to spend a day in Chicago, shopping, eating, and just enjoying this fabulous city! Jessica does a great job recapping the trip, so you must check out her post (link to the right). We kept our tradition of eating at the same restaurant for lunch, getting coffee at starbucks, and shopping for some christmas presents and for some fun stuff for ourselves. But we mixed it up a little by trying out this frozen yogurt place that was recommended by a sales person in one of the stores. We were excited as it was a warm day, and perfect for something cool. Well, sad to say, that was a mistake...but it makes for a funny story and we definitely know where we won't be getting dessert our next trip to Chicago. I just love this time with these girls and look forward the future opportunities to learn more about these ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423896658750594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1HQ4WWrII/AAAAAAAABJc/5zq2aKRo2v0/s400/chicago+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420540923812834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1ENjQzG-I/AAAAAAAABIk/rsdyjYFLDLA/s400/chicago+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420957053003090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1ElxdupVI/AAAAAAAABIs/D6alrkIID7M/s400/chicago+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423522686841538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1G7HMgMsI/AAAAAAAABJU/F95-WjU7NpY/s400/chicago+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241421182348761170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1Ey4wbGFI/AAAAAAAABI0/cYgGWIRfzD4/s400/chicago+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241422153971577250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1FrcVWsaI/AAAAAAAABJE/HKw-5IOrjzE/s400/chicago+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241421631531319058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL1FNCF4_xI/AAAAAAAABI8/F0-ik-gLHuE/s400/chicago+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally, it was time to rest. I spent Labor Day with the Frye's just relaxing and spending time out on the boat. It was great to do nothing and rest up for another exciting week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just so thankful to God for such opportunities to strengthen relationships!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6653124390607673134?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6653124390607673134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6653124390607673134&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6653124390607673134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6653124390607673134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/09/hit-road.html' title='&quot;Hit The Road&quot;'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SL040V-HBII/AAAAAAAABIc/dkjHEvziF2Q/s72-c/map+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2224772915424822229</id><published>2008-08-27T07:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:41:27.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Anyone Have Clay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLVLFW_8CzI/AAAAAAAABIU/N_dQ1LEnQdw/s1600-h/settlers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239176296960625458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLVLFW_8CzI/AAAAAAAABIU/N_dQ1LEnQdw/s320/settlers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so that would be a normal question asked in the exciting game of Settlers. But not exactly how it was asked last night as I played this game with Amos, Jess, CLAY, and Becky. Due to his name, it was best to ask for bricks instead. And that is exactly what we did, except for the few times we slipped up and Becky would quickly respond with, "I do", as she is Clay's wife. It was too cute...then I found $50 (usually what I have to add to my stories to make them interesting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is my long intro to begin sharing about my faaabulous evening with this group of friends. It is actually quite fitting as well, since we all could talk about anything and everything, all feeding off the many tangents in our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all live less than a mile from each other, and you would think we would get together often. Unfortunately, with busy schedules, that does not allow, but recently, God has really opened up our time to be refreshed with each other's company. And we jump at these opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gathered at Clay and Becky's and talked while preparing (and snacking on) dinner. The children all playing together or watching Clay grill. Which I must say, is a definite skill of his. It was a feast! Grilled pork chops, grilled asparagus, vegetables, homemade rolls, and peanut butter pie. I am glad I walked there, because I am pretty sure I rolled home. We played settlers, we talked, we laughed, and just learned more about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this friendship which teaches, loves, encourages, and reminds us of the fun He blesses our lives with. Thank you Clay, Becky, Micah, and Evan for a great time. Thank you for being your wonderful selves! I am excited for all the opportunities we have to grow, to see God's hand in each other's lives, and I praise God for your friendship, that has already touched my heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2224772915424822229?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2224772915424822229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2224772915424822229&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2224772915424822229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2224772915424822229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-anyone-have-clay.html' title='Does Anyone Have Clay?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLVLFW_8CzI/AAAAAAAABIU/N_dQ1LEnQdw/s72-c/settlers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6585179601994767071</id><published>2008-08-26T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T15:11:45.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do They See Jesus In Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLRVLCnnZ9I/AAAAAAAABIM/HecXfOfTKQ8/s1600-h/jess"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238905914708682706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLRVLCnnZ9I/AAAAAAAABIM/HecXfOfTKQ8/s320/jess" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a beautiful song by Joy Williams (check it out). And as I sit here at work, my eyes full of tears from words that touch my heart, I see Jesus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see Jesus in Jess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would have thought that such a delicate woman would have such an impact on those around her. She has encouraged me when my nerves are rattled. She has cried with me as we talk about our journey of stepping into the unknown of what these next few years hold. And as I share with her the areas of life I need to work on, she lifts me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heard this humble woman share how much she desires to grow spiritually. I have heard her talk about how far she has to go. But I already see Jesus in her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every morning we share with each other what we thank God for. And I am thankful to know Jess. To truly know her, is to know love. She isn't perfect, but I know that God is using her and I know she is open to all He is calling her to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I write this in thanks and praise to God for filling Jess with love and encouragement to share with us all. For she lifted me up this weekend and today (and you know I will blog about this beautiful lady again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you see Jesus?&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/17956749-6585179601994767071?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6585179601994767071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6585179601994767071&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6585179601994767071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6585179601994767071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-they-see-jesus-in-me.html' title='Do They See Jesus In Me...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLRVLCnnZ9I/AAAAAAAABIM/HecXfOfTKQ8/s72-c/jess' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7401278815652357659</id><published>2008-08-25T07:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T09:36:49.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Eating The...</title><content type='html'>Tomatoes...Green Peppers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Kevin, Cheryl, Chris, and Sarah didn't really say that, but I bet that was what they were thinking! I can't help it! You really can't beat fresh vegetables! You see yesterday I had the absolute pleasure of spending time with some good friends of mine. They supported me during my presentation at church, and spent time with me as we enjoyed a delicious lunch afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then returned to Kevin and Cheryl's house so that I could watch the canning process of making homemade salsa!...and of course get a few fresh vegetables to take home with me. We all ended up participating in making the salsa, starting with preparing the tomatoes and cutting up the rest of the veggies, to tasting it after it was all mixed together! Did I mentioned eating tomatoes and green peppers throughout the process? It was all delicious! I had such a great time! And I can't wait until we get together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I returned home I thought of the wonderful weekend I had. I spent time with Jess and Becky on Friday. Then on Saturday, I went to Amos' football game to cheer him on along with Matt and Alicia. And then had a great day with Kevin, Cheryl, Chris, and Sarah. I love the friends in my life, how different they are, and how they each add something special to my life! How blessed am I to be surrounded by such love. It is kind of like salsa, all these fabulous ingredients coming together, all different, and all adding something to the mix, creating something incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238431916377973682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLKmEtPHI7I/AAAAAAAABH8/74gwqTsMhg4/s400/Grace-Mexican.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thank each one of you for the contributions, investments, support, and love that I am so very blessed with through our friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Picture of Grace doesn't really have much to do with the post, but she is cute, it is festive, and doesn't she look like she just took a bite of salsa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7401278815652357659?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7401278815652357659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7401278815652357659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7401278815652357659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7401278815652357659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/stop-eating.html' title='Stop Eating The...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SLKmEtPHI7I/AAAAAAAABH8/74gwqTsMhg4/s72-c/Grace-Mexican.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2138804818150765346</id><published>2008-08-18T07:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:31:12.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cared for...</title><content type='html'>What an amazing visit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, mom, I used the word "amazing" once again :). But it truly was. My parents came up to visit this weekend and it was such a blessing to see them. The timing couldn't have been more perfect as it was a weekend when I definitely needed their love and support. Friday, my co-workers and I had a grief counseling session that really made us breakdown. I had to be broken to be able to express all the emotions I had, and it was hard, but very refreshing. God was there in every moment. And He was present as my parents cared for me. They hugged me as I cried. They listened as I explained how much I missed my friend. They were there, 100% there, present, not thinking about anything else. They spent the weekend showing me love and I hope I they felt the love I have for them. It was just a wonderful visit and great to catch up with them...to hear what God was doing in their lives and all the activities they have been involved in recently. I can't wait until we are reunited once again! So thank you mom and dad for all your love!!! Thank you for giving of yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all be blessed to have such love in your lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2138804818150765346?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2138804818150765346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2138804818150765346&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2138804818150765346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2138804818150765346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/cared-for.html' title='Cared for...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2770893653164971839</id><published>2008-08-18T07:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:29:44.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You In A Bears Club?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That is the question we received from the gentleman seating us for lunch! And can you see why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235832502210726722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SKlp6423C0I/AAAAAAAABH0/1gozEqbI-Rk/s400/LOS+2008-2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our third annual Line of Scrimmage Fantasy Football Draft! I love spending time with these ladies, and on top of that add football and food, and it doesn't get much better than that! We had another successful draft and helped each other along the way. Thanks ladies for making the job of being commish so very easy and extremely fun! I look forward to another great season, and of course leading the standings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In true commish style I end with... Go Bears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235831775116545250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SKlpQkOGTOI/AAAAAAAABHs/kKjfnkLcJ9c/s400/go+bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2770893653164971839?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2770893653164971839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2770893653164971839&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2770893653164971839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2770893653164971839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-in-bears-club.html' title='Are You In A Bears Club?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SKlp6423C0I/AAAAAAAABH0/1gozEqbI-Rk/s72-c/LOS+2008-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3329279299233269326</id><published>2008-08-10T16:33:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:52:54.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Como Estas?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so really this has nothing to do with Mexico except for the fact that we ate at a mexican restaurant, but how fun to catch up with one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992328864635426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJ9SzCpSGiI/AAAAAAAABHE/U69xgGH0xyM/s320/P1050288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met in college, and God has led us to different locations, but our friendship keeps us close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232992998687497906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJ9TaB7f3rI/AAAAAAAABHM/5Xjm0GtS7QY/s320/P1050292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232993538380179842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJ9T5ccQqYI/AAAAAAAABHU/6DSiMMMDySg/s320/P1050296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We rejoice with each other in the ways God continues to bless our lives and we listen to each other as stories are shared. There is a much better word to describe our friendship, for we are far more than friends... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232994031750131154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJ9UWKY0rdI/AAAAAAAABHc/yY_0vNQOxJA/s320/P1050294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we are family!... and I love my sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3329279299233269326?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3329279299233269326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3329279299233269326&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3329279299233269326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3329279299233269326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/como-estas.html' title='Como Estas?!?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJ9SzCpSGiI/AAAAAAAABHE/U69xgGH0xyM/s72-c/P1050288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3205904980447304675</id><published>2008-08-06T07:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:06:17.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&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;The Light poured in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not just any light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but a Light that led me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Write&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Create&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231373988289635090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJmS7OM44xI/AAAAAAAABG8/O6vIPdEJgeo/s400/light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sat there for hours, only in the Light, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just taking in that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My spirit renewed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hope found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as the Light poured in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you God for making Your presence known in our lives!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3205904980447304675?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3205904980447304675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3205904980447304675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3205904980447304675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3205904980447304675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-light.html' title='In The Light...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJmS7OM44xI/AAAAAAAABG8/O6vIPdEJgeo/s72-c/light.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5327579521261219289</id><published>2008-08-04T07:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:12.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday Night Thoughts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pleasure of watching Tyler and Grace for Jess and Amos on Friday night. About an hour before they came, I began to think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do with a boy?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230636004613293154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJbzu6xYBGI/AAAAAAAABGI/OPZINzWkx_o/s320/tyler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is such a bundle of joy. He looks up at me with those huge blue eyes, and I can't help but shower him with kisses until he reaches that deep hearty giggle of his. But I knew I couldn't do that all night long. I have to admit, I was a little worried on how I would entertain this package of energy, but together Tyler and I figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb0k31X8sI/AAAAAAAABGQ/W0EKl_pJyZo/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230636931537695426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb0k31X8sI/AAAAAAAABGQ/W0EKl_pJyZo/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feed him beef and a tortilla. This allowed him to walk and eat at the same time. Who doesn't like eating with their hands!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Peek-a-boo and blow kisses back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give him a truck he can roll all over the house and bear that shakes as you pull the cord. This somehow occupies hours of his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are me, follow him around the room with a camera hoping to get one picture that can capture how truly special and beautiful he his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next question is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do with a girl?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230638494302177282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb1_1ldiAI/AAAAAAAABGY/dsZNrqaSIC4/s320/grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is easy to answer! Grace and I always have a great time together doing girl stuff! She spent the night with me Friday and we filled the time with many activities that wore both of us out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb2hF_sWrI/AAAAAAAABGg/ZB8NkWDSYRU/s1600-h/princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230639065642850994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb2hF_sWrI/AAAAAAAABGg/ZB8NkWDSYRU/s320/princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eat, eat, and eat...tacos, french fries, apples and chocolate, and popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put on a princess dress and take a million pictures! I loved how beautiful she felt even though her hair was tangled and her dress inside out. But she felt an inner beauty and joy and it was wonderful! As she put it...she was "berry pretty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch 101 Dalmations and Aristocats back and forth over and over again. I noticed the plot was similar, the characters were just different (dogs vs. cats). Interesting!...Okay, not really. But one tends to notice things when faced with a cycle of repitition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painting nails is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But mostly, what I enjoy most, is loving these two as much as possible!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230640511036791250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJb31OgdmdI/AAAAAAAABGw/39VHGukY9yY/s320/the+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful to see the love that surrounds them. They are surrounded by family, friends, and our church family. Together we work together to show them the love of God and just how special they are. Jess and Amos are their parents, but we are all family. And I love seeing us all come together and work together to care and love those in our lives. We are One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot about the idea of "One" lately as I came across a scripture verse that reminded me of this concept. Check out my World Race blog to see what I have been learning about "One".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5327579521261219289?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5327579521261219289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5327579521261219289&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5327579521261219289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5327579521261219289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-do.html' title='What Do You Do?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SJbzu6xYBGI/AAAAAAAABGI/OPZINzWkx_o/s72-c/tyler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4508380526640582244</id><published>2008-07-28T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T10:01:24.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Wonderful Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe0ba88ad913e1c0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4508380526640582244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4508380526640582244&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4508380526640582244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4508380526640582244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-wonderful-weekend.html' title='Another Wonderful Weekend!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-209848598333100633</id><published>2008-07-23T07:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:14.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little More...</title><content type='html'>Let me see...it all began last year when my fabulous sister made me watch the music video, "A Little More You", and I became a country girl. Okay, so I am definitely not a full out country girl, but I do love all types of music, including country. And thanks to Jamie and Jess, who stood in the rain early on a Saturday morning, a group of us were able to enjoy, who I consider the best country musicians out there, Little Big Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They performed at the fair last night and there is no better way to recap it all but to use a few of the words from one of their songs...A Little More You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an incredible night as I spent it with wonderful friends, had delicious fair food, and enjoyed the sound, and view, of Little Big Town. I just wanted the night to go a little longer, and the moment to continue just a little longer...&lt;strong&gt;Just A Little More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192871211395442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcquhA76XI/AAAAAAAABFg/WGQSpkpMuHk/s400/mmm+fair+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192827030480994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcqr8bYqGI/AAAAAAAABFY/QeuO93aSf3M/s400/enjoying+the+show.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226193053882046210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcq5JhA1wI/AAAAAAAABGA/MK3Az7_4P7U/s400/um+yeah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192730970161570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcqmWk0gaI/AAAAAAAABFE/1eXlFF009qM/s400/couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192923743661026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcqxktmq-I/AAAAAAAABFo/rsaEjCTbg1U/s400/singing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192778378967154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcqpHL9eHI/AAAAAAAABFM/vQN_oTkQiyY/s400/cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226192962597836290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcqz1dKVgI/AAAAAAAABFw/3XeHSDf2w6g/s400/the+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226193009901132642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcq2lrJW2I/AAAAAAAABF4/-V_6qGzxWXA/s400/the+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-209848598333100633?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/209848598333100633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=209848598333100633&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/209848598333100633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/209848598333100633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-more.html' title='A Little More...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SIcquhA76XI/AAAAAAAABFg/WGQSpkpMuHk/s72-c/mmm+fair+food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4531310354889816620</id><published>2008-07-21T07:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:17.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend To Do List...</title><content type='html'>I am one of those people who is always busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe busy isn't the best word as it does have a bit of a negative connotation. So let me rephrase... I am one of those people who likes to use my time as best as possible. It is interesting that though my time is always full, I find that weekends like I just had are very refreshing. They energize me. And how could they not when they are full of family, friends, food, and of course laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed at work that I write down all the important tasks that need to be taken care of so that I don't forget and so that they get done. And I must admit that I do like to check things off. So in that respect, here is my weekend to do list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNtRvv7UI/AAAAAAAABEs/vEhB-jkKWGE/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457276653923650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNtRvv7UI/AAAAAAAABEs/vEhB-jkKWGE/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spend the day in Indy with two amazing youth who make philanthropy a priority in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNwWOiZCI/AAAAAAAABE0/bhgSFsu3Tbk/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457329396409378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNwWOiZCI/AAAAAAAABE0/bhgSFsu3Tbk/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visit with a very good friend from college, Ang, who makes all those around her feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNrFOdutI/AAAAAAAABEk/21xEyKZ-llU/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457238933355218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNrFOdutI/AAAAAAAABEk/21xEyKZ-llU/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spend time eating and laughing with Ang, Joy, Carrie, and Angie at Olive Garden...learning a little more about these fabulous ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNpCtL64I/AAAAAAAABEc/vnvkyuOx5N8/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457203897166722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNpCtL64I/AAAAAAAABEc/vnvkyuOx5N8/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spend more time with Ang, Brad, Addie, and Ethan, a wonderful family I am so glad to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNnECQOJI/AAAAAAAABEU/yU38d4rPLTg/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457169894226066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNnECQOJI/AAAAAAAABEU/yU38d4rPLTg/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visit and spend time with Jess, Amos, Grace, and Tyler...anyone surprised that I loved this visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNk5qJovI/AAAAAAAABEM/f5mrw4KkobE/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457132749038322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNk5qJovI/AAAAAAAABEM/f5mrw4KkobE/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet Matt and Alicia at the fair for dinner, always a great time...and mmm...pulled pork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNiBHXWkI/AAAAAAAABEE/1WuvjrTo1fM/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457083211012674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNiBHXWkI/AAAAAAAABEE/1WuvjrTo1fM/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serve ham sandwiches at the Pork building at the fair with the Sunday school class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNgPdeYfI/AAAAAAAABD8/raPym0F0eGc/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457052702106098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNgPdeYfI/AAAAAAAABD8/raPym0F0eGc/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get lost on my way home...only because everyone exiting was getting redirected everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNdS7ejSI/AAAAAAAABD0/oPszpIXgUHM/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457002093645090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNdS7ejSI/AAAAAAAABD0/oPszpIXgUHM/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Attend a wonderful church service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNafbIDdI/AAAAAAAABDs/62gQqccJ2Fw/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225456953908006354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNafbIDdI/AAAAAAAABDs/62gQqccJ2Fw/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Learn in the discipleship class, and get to know some new church members better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNUJlwoGI/AAAAAAAABDk/a51YkgEjmeU/s1600-h/check.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225456844967813218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNUJlwoGI/AAAAAAAABDk/a51YkgEjmeU/s200/check.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoy a great day at Scott and Melanie's lake cottage with Scott, Melanie, Gretchen, Amos, Jess, Grace, Tyler, Matt, Alicia, Jamie, Victoria, Josh, Jessica, Jackson, Joslyn, John, Jessica, Greyson, Nick, Stephanie, Danny, Kayla, and Jamie!...Can it get any better?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for such wonderful and refreshing moments! He has surrounded me with a loving family, wonderful friends....and delicious food! God is good!...and there is more to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4531310354889816620?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4531310354889816620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4531310354889816620&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4531310354889816620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4531310354889816620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-to-do-list.html' title='Weekend To Do List...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SISNtRvv7UI/AAAAAAAABEs/vEhB-jkKWGE/s72-c/check.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8293407573362126083</id><published>2008-07-16T18:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:23:57.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check It Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jennifermyers.theworldrace.org/"&gt;http://jennifermyers.theworldrace.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually started working on my World Race blog and invite you to visit it.  Eventually I will only be posting there, but keeping this one active for when I return.  So check it out, and get familiar with it so you can join me and learn about what God is doing in the world and in the hearts of many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots..m.e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8293407573362126083?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8293407573362126083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8293407573362126083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8293407573362126083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8293407573362126083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-it-out.html' title='Check It Out!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8428115265015124045</id><published>2008-07-14T07:58:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:19.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy Has Returned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In the glory of Your presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find rest for my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the depths of Your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I find peace makes me whole"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the joy has returned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After talking with some great friends of mine, Jamie and Victoria, about their wedding that I was unable to attend over the weekend of the 4th, Jess came up with a wonderful idea. We wanted to show our support and love for these wonderful friends and their marriage, and just spend some quality time together. So Jess decided to make a special day for Victoria while Jamie was able to spend some quality time with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222845277059751682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtGG4_5HwI/AAAAAAAABCU/7gsA1IBWOHE/s400/P1040930_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The special day was yesterday. We worked with Alicia and we all were able to really surprise Victoria. We spent the day cooking lunch and dinner for her, taking her out on the boat, playing games, and watching 27 dresses. We got her whatever she needed and just spent the day caring for her. It was such a wonderful day, and though we were serving, it didn't feel like work or a burden or an obligation. I didn't dislike doing it, but loved every minute. Why? Because I love this friend of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222845519689890258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtGVA3bOdI/AAAAAAAABCc/GmMfrSWv1jg/s400/P1040933_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222845982883534834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtGv-ZZV_I/AAAAAAAABCk/jr0uxvAiM58/s400/P1040936_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222963811200188754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHux6fFOwVI/AAAAAAAABDc/rw_6tinGt68/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222847235431935666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtH44gNLrI/AAAAAAAABC0/31hXrX5-U6U/s400/P1040961_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222847651018091634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtIRErqrHI/AAAAAAAABC8/_CK8rmCJ2FI/s400/P1040964_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222848085464521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtIqXHxHDI/AAAAAAAABDE/7FToiaRXl-U/s400/P1040966_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222848659718741330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtJLyYpHVI/AAAAAAAABDM/jMcedSRhq5I/s400/P1040967_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222848970889004690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtJd5lahpI/AAAAAAAABDU/JcNkqzSTKIQ/s400/P1040969_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is at the heart of it all. But we are asked to be servants of God, to love not just our friends, but even our enemies. It is easy to show mercy and compassion to those we love. But I wonder...have I really ever loved my enemies?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8428115265015124045?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8428115265015124045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8428115265015124045&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8428115265015124045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8428115265015124045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/joy-has-returned.html' title='The Joy Has Returned'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHtGG4_5HwI/AAAAAAAABCU/7gsA1IBWOHE/s72-c/P1040930_00.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8124087881161480031</id><published>2008-07-09T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:19.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The grieving process is long. It is draining. And each day I go through it, it is different. I hope you who read this do not tire of my ramblings of Dave. I don't have a plan of what to write or how long I will mention his name. But I know that it still hurts. I know it will take time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister told me to journal as writing always helps me through. She shared something with me the other day about this loss. She told me as sad as the situation is, she has never before learned so much about Dave and how compassionate he was. All his stories are coming out. People continue to share about his life and their encounters with him. And those who never really had the opportunity to meet him are getting a glimpse of who he was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was his memorial service. We all crowded into the auditorium to pay our respects. We listened as those spoke of their memories of Dave and cried as his daughter read the lyrics to his favorite song, Let There Be Peace On Earth and Let It Begin With Me... I could hear him sing it as he sang it a few months ago for us during a staff meeting. I cried thinking of all the special moments we shared and how much I missed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I saw him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw him in his family as he helped shape them into the community-minded individuals they are. I saw him in his daughter as she stood there silent and strong, caring for those who were greeting her though she was too was grieving. I saw him in the eyes of the PULSE students who sat together as a group supporting each other and remembering the leader they all loved and respected. I saw him in my sister who held me up when I could not stop crying long enough to get a breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221002969020912530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHS6icvAU5I/AAAAAAAABCM/9caQl3Jzk-w/s400/Staff+Picture+2006+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to continue seeing him in actions of service and love for that is what he was about. God blessed my life by knowing Dave. God walks with me during this time of weakness. May God keep Dave alive in our hearts while we continue to walk through life putting into action all he has taught us about being caring, genuine, and loving each person as our brothers and sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8124087881161480031?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8124087881161480031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8124087881161480031&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8124087881161480031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8124087881161480031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-saw-him.html' title='I Saw Him'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHS6icvAU5I/AAAAAAAABCM/9caQl3Jzk-w/s72-c/Staff+Picture+2006+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5967039815855058636</id><published>2008-07-06T17:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:23.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Easy - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is never easy to say goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if a piece of me stayed with the wonderful friends I met along the way. Maybe God will bring us together again. So I say thank you! Thank you God for providing an amazing opportunity to see more of your glorious work and the way you show your love. Thank you LifeNets for always working hard to better the lives of others. Success is seen your programs and in the faces of all those full of gratitude for the chance to survive. Thanks to each one of you who kept me in your thoughts and prayers during my travels. I am not yet ready to say goodbye to Dave, but I thank him for investing in the community, in the world, and in me. Before his passing, he thanked me for the cd I got him and wanted to know more about my trip when I was ready. It is difficult knowing I will never be able to share with him more about this journey and future journeys. But I know I will be taking him with me where ever God leads. For his friendship will remain with me in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snapshots&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013904533144722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2_UZMRJI/AAAAAAAABCE/IMgThAfRKt4/s400/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013844712336962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE271izLkI/AAAAAAAABB8/shdKJb_kV4A/s400/demo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013794044592162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE244yqwCI/AAAAAAAABB0/2-D7dUS5_9g/s400/doorway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013739952249058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE21vSDGOI/AAAAAAAABBs/sXuoG_6Rr8w/s400/dust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013672473916498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2xz59dFI/AAAAAAAABBk/HfN8mcYItVk/s400/engine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013619505466194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2uulTC1I/AAAAAAAABBc/ZLMQyjpm6fM/s400/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013558232923234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2rKUyPGI/AAAAAAAABBU/92kN19CWvaI/s400/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013490156934690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2nMuNFiI/AAAAAAAABBM/nnZYDQ7zMqc/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013383867314482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2hAwyMTI/AAAAAAAABBE/jGs1lfR1kKc/s400/groundnuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013315116435922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2dApTCdI/AAAAAAAABA8/05XxpIXMXpI/s400/houses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013254712128802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2ZfnydSI/AAAAAAAABA0/uZab9GEvgms/s400/market.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013189822232818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2Vt41OPI/AAAAAAAABAs/wTvWY3-b7Bg/s400/morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220013103440457586" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE1_qMjoJI/AAAAAAAABAE/IhXnX7r5eAs/s400/well.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220012740313379602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE17jVkcxI/AAAAAAAAA_8/R6Y1SVubgU4/s400/well+in+action.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220012659153812066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE120_numI/AAAAAAAAA_0/bBzKO0qhfcM/s400/walking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220012555950906578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE1w0iIXNI/AAAAAAAAA_s/45a2yE_oYfc/s400/traveling+sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&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;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watipasya!...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/17956749-5967039815855058636?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5967039815855058636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5967039815855058636&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5967039815855058636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5967039815855058636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-easy-malawizambi-trip-part-6.html' title='Never Easy - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 6'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SHE2_UZMRJI/AAAAAAAABCE/IMgThAfRKt4/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2656974028679992738</id><published>2008-07-04T16:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:24.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Brothers and Sisters - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dave taught me how to really see people. He appreciated the beauty and uniqueness of each person. And I valued that as I met all the wonderful people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218927278097227426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1atVeU3qI/AAAAAAAAA-s/6XBdjBbzivY/s400/maize.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218927400480543794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1a0dYyFDI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Llor37OuKRM/s400/farmer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218927474704053794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1a4x5C9iI/AAAAAAAAA-8/f72vQabpkt0/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218927545650096114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1a86L5p_I/AAAAAAAAA_E/YDf0D1ts6Xg/s400/produce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218927624457873858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1bBfxI6cI/AAAAAAAAA_M/UW2BmAAsWMM/s400/water.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God's Amazing Work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come....&lt;/strong&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/17956749-2656974028679992738?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2656974028679992738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2656974028679992738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2656974028679992738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2656974028679992738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-brothers-and-sisters-malawizambia.html' title='Our Brothers and Sisters - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 5'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1atVeU3qI/AAAAAAAAA-s/6XBdjBbzivY/s72-c/maize.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4140000537837899837</id><published>2008-07-03T17:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:24.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Does My Faith Lie? - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 4</title><content type='html'>In myself?&lt;br /&gt;In the airline companies?&lt;br /&gt;In my life here on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1HEi4ZFbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xmJk8GJ0szs/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218905686600652210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1HEi4ZFbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xmJk8GJ0szs/s320/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This trip was one of the more challenging experiences I have faced, though I wouldn't have changed a thing. I look back in wonder of all that happened. There were moments when I was stretched until the only one I could rely on was God. The trip was full of traveling and visiting and presenting. Rest was a bit difficult to find, yet my energy remained high as God provided the energy needed each and every day. I was nervous about the presentations, but God provided the words as He knows this is an area of weakness for me. And there were moments that broke my heart, seeing people in pain or watching children dig for food in trash cans, but God provided the uplifting moments of seeing projects succeeding and meeting joyful people! I look back over my schedule and all that I experienced and know in my heart, without a doubt, that I alone could not have made it through. But God was there! My faith is and continues to be in Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218905611719407714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1HAL7T-GI/AAAAAAAAA-U/QChcEHnisYk/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how easy we can forget. How easy challenges come that make us doubt...challenges such as dealing with airline companies. After a two hour delay on my way home in which I informed the airline that I would miss my connecting flight, being told I was booked on the following flights, only to arrive in London with no such booking, and waiting stand-by not once, not twice, but three times to finally board the last flight out of London to Chicago, I would say I found myself challenged and beginning to doubt and question the providing hand of God. But I made it home. I arrived at 3:00am instead of 3:00pm, but I arrived safely. And my wonderful roommate still was able to pick me up. Praise God! Yes, I give Him praise for all of that, because I arrived safely and met friends along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I face another challenge today, for my trip may be over, but my journey here on Earth is not. This morning, I lossed a very good friend, at a young age, to a heart attack. He was my boss, but he was more than that. He was my friend. I sit here, in shock, in pain, weak that I will not see that wonderful calming smile of his anymore, but I am so blessed to have known him. Dave and I had a special connection with our visits to Africa.  Therefore, I write the rest of my experience in memory of him, my friend who is greatly missed, and maybe in time God will provide me the strength to share with you all the incredible man he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218905766124744306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1HJLIabnI/AAAAAAAAA-k/0yJCiIUmnmA/s320/dave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4140000537837899837?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4140000537837899837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4140000537837899837&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4140000537837899837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4140000537837899837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-does-my-faith-lie.html' title='Where Does My Faith Lie? - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 4'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SG1HEi4ZFbI/AAAAAAAAA-c/xmJk8GJ0szs/s72-c/road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-9156069869381773227</id><published>2008-07-02T16:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:25.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving With Humility - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvoaP-B2fI/AAAAAAAAA98/ygnLj1V2KX4/s1600-h/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvpCy29jkI/AAAAAAAAA-M/9Q45oD8ZAuc/s1600-h/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218520827460161090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvpCy29jkI/AAAAAAAAA-M/9Q45oD8ZAuc/s200/gift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have known people who serve to be noticed. They do it to be able to say, "look at me". They talk about all THEY can do for others. Somehow the act of service becomes about them. Oh, how easy it is to fall into that mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember even as soon as I stepped off the plane, being treated almos&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvmhd77ZXI/AAAAAAAAA9k/csiUqqtv1Ec/s1600-h/chitenje.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t "honorable". I appreciated this gracious kindness and display of thanks, but I soon had to work on finding the balance of accepting their graciousness to some level as &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvowbgTOJI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DduDD-OoThU/s1600-h/chitenje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218520511953451154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvowbgTOJI/AAAAAAAAA-E/DduDD-OoThU/s200/chitenje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to not offend anyone, but humble myself. It wasn't about me. I was glad to be there and be able to assist in some way, but I didn't want to be seen or praised in any way. We all know that such praise only belongs to God. He should be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a wonderful tradition in the African countries of washing hands before and after eating. Instead of rushing to the bathroom to wash our hands in the sink. A bowl and pitcher of water is brought to the table. Someone pours the water for you over the bowl as you wash your hands. They serve you. There are even moments where women will get on their knees as they help you wash your hands. I love this tradition. I was reminded of how prideful we can become. We stand so high and mighty, blocking the view of God who is there with us. But as we kneel, He is seen. I went to serve. I am not better than anyone. I can't do anything alone, for it is God who works through me. To be humble, allows His work to be done...to lift up others...to show His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218518196057316898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvmpoHoniI/AAAAAAAAA9s/kORcMhA-zio/s320/hand+washing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;In my last presentation the floor was open for any questions or contributions. A woman began to speak. What did she say? She shared her thanks to God for providing education and support. That is what it is about! That is where the thanks and praise belongs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-9156069869381773227?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/9156069869381773227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=9156069869381773227&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9156069869381773227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9156069869381773227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/serving-with-humility-malawizambia-trip.html' title='Serving With Humility - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 3'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGvpCy29jkI/AAAAAAAAA-M/9Q45oD8ZAuc/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3224329231948581034</id><published>2008-07-01T19:50:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:25.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons 101 - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrlk-5Tq1I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/KEstrrCgQKI/s1600-h/teaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218238845696711314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrolS7lmpI/AAAAAAAAA9A/frlTMmTlDZw/s320/teaching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As I mentioned in the previous post, the goal of this trip was to educate individuals on how to maintain their businesses. I worked on keeping it simple, as the only way for this information to be beneficial is if it is understandable. So I taught about understanding your customers, planning and anticipating, financial management, and most importantly the idea of mentoring and helping each other. The presentations went well. And I spent the rest of the time visiting various projects such as tailoring shops, hardware sales, grocery sales, salons, farms, clinics, nursery schools, poultry farms, maize mills, music schools, and even a couple wells. In Zambia, I spent a couple days in the bush teaching and learning about farming maize and cattle raising. I hope that the information I shared was beneficial, because all that I learned from these beautiful people is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218238896688255986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrooQ460_I/AAAAAAAAA9I/CyID2092R4I/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I experienced the strength of family. Several visits were made to families&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrmMF31D1I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/S1olL8l9f6s/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who were facing the struggles of sickness, disease, and pain. I remember walking into one house listening as they carried out the feable woman, placing her in a chair to visit with us. I saw her pain and how frail she was. She was barely able to keep her head up. I remember visiting another family of a man who had a stroke. He was unable to move his legs, but was brought out by other family members who cared for him and who were glad to see him smile. In all these visits, family was there. They were there to help ease the pain. They were there to help move the weak family member. They surrounded and cared for the one who was sick. And we prayed for each one of them. There is strength in family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218238953185789154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrorjW-xOI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/jSXfA0Vq6uI/s320/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I learned that competition exists everywhere! I remember the time I just finished explaining the importance of sharing what you know and what you learn with others. Help others. Teach them and work together. As I finished, a gentleman raised his hand to express his thanks for that lesson. He explains that in Malawi, there are many "Ph.d's". Ph.d = "pull him down" or "pull her down". With the many struggles they face on a daily basis, just trying to survive, to support their families, they fear that by helping someone else, that person would take away business. A great discussion took place, and they began to understand how things can get better by working together...creating stronger economies and communities outside of family units. I think it is something we all need to be reminded about. What can you share with others? How can we work together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learned the meaning of service, to be explained in more depth later. I went to teach, but was open to all that I could learn. These are just a few of my thoughts during and after my trip. Ideas I just wanted to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3224329231948581034?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3224329231948581034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3224329231948581034&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3224329231948581034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3224329231948581034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/lessons-101-malawizambia-trip-part-2.html' title='Lessons 101 - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 2'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGrolS7lmpI/AAAAAAAAA9A/frlTMmTlDZw/s72-c/teaching.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6780357603162204276</id><published>2008-07-01T13:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:26.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watipasya! - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 1</title><content type='html'>And so I begin sharing the wonderful details of this past trip to Malawi and Zambia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218166875046052690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGqnIDXUg1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/yqZrJDvi8Ww/s320/zambia+road.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was incredible how quickly this trip began coming together. God had a plan and it was going to happen! After my trip to Malawi last year, one of the things that was noticed was the need for some business knowledge for those working on their own business projects. In my report I shared this, hoping that something could be done. Definitely not thinking this teacher would be me. But several months ago, I was asked to put together a training on simple business concepts to teach to the individuals LifeNets has funded. As much as I couldn't wait to return to Malawi, I was hesitant on how I could be the one to teach. Many of you know how nervous I get speaking in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watipasya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But LifeNets provided me with some material, and so I worked to put something together. I shared it with them, it was approved, and the trip planning began. LifeNets also works in Zambia, and I also was interested in visiting this cattle project that I had heard so much about. Therefore, Zambia was added to the schedule as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watipasya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set off on June 12th and arrived in Malawi on the 14th, Zambia on the 25th, returning home on the 30th. Throughout the trip, I spent my time teaching, but also learning. And one of the things I learned about was...&lt;strong&gt;Watipasya!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watipasya is actually a middle name of one of the gentlemen I met. But I found out that the meaning of the name was "God has given us". How fitting is that for describing this journey? God has given us the opportunity to share what we know and have with others. God has given us the opportunity to learn from others. God has given us the opportunity to show His love so others can see Him. God has given us the opportunity to understand what true service is about. And God has given us the opportunity to trust completely in Him.&lt;/p&gt;I know I reflected on this throughout my travels...taking in all God has made, all He has given...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218166939897998738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGqnL09OrZI/AAAAAAAAA8I/cvz5Y0v8xo4/s320/group+of+school+children.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watipasya! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to come....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6780357603162204276?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6780357603162204276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6780357603162204276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6780357603162204276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6780357603162204276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/07/watipasya-malawizambia-trip-part-1.html' title='Watipasya! - Malawi/Zambia Trip Part 1'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SGqnIDXUg1I/AAAAAAAAA8A/yqZrJDvi8Ww/s72-c/zambia+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1093862577672052714</id><published>2008-06-30T16:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:23:46.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Postmarked: United States, June 30, 2008</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it home safely!  I had an amazing time and will fill you in on more details and pictures over the spand of a few posts as to not overwhelm you.  I am in the process of downloading the pictures, reflecting on my time there and what to share, and just getting used to the time change.  Of course, it is difficult to capture the trip in just words and pictures, but I will do my best.  Thanks for your many prayers as I felt God's strength and comforting hand throughout.  Oh, there is so much to share...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots,&lt;br /&gt;m.e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1093862577672052714?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1093862577672052714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1093862577672052714&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1093862577672052714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1093862577672052714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/06/postmarked-united-states-june-30-2008.html' title='Postmarked: United States, June 30, 2008'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7491089686370337243</id><published>2008-06-12T09:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:44:11.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sigh</title><content type='html'>So I am leaving soon and my heart is a bit heavy at the moment as it always is right before I depart.  You know how you can be so very excited, anxious, and nervous all at the same time?  The feelings weigh on me, but I turn to God for strength and for words, as I will be doing multiple presentations.  I must remember all things are possible through Him.  And I sigh, taking in every moment of peace He provides.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not have access to internet for a while, and just ask that you pray for safe travels, for strength and wisdom, and for many to be reached.  As you pray for me, I will be praying for you!  And I will still feel that connection with you, though distance will separate us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect many pictures and stories when I return...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7491089686370337243?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7491089686370337243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7491089686370337243&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7491089686370337243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7491089686370337243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh.html' title='A Sigh'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4566077562005437104</id><published>2008-06-10T15:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:37:02.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is There Not To Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/remix/player.swf?videoURL=http%3A%2F%2Fvid53.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fg70%2Fmaile126%2F5fb736bc.pbr&amp;amp;hostname=stream53.photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4566077562005437104?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4566077562005437104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4566077562005437104&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4566077562005437104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4566077562005437104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-there-not-to-love_251.html' title='What Is There Not To Love'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5237677098243612835</id><published>2008-06-02T07:28:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:28.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply AMAZING...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, that is a perfect description for my weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A M A Z I N G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I got to see some great friends of mine get married. Okay, so due to Jess and Amos having to find childcare and a long drive to Michigan, we only made it to the reception. But it was AMAZING to celebrate with the happy couple and it was great to catch up with another college friend, Ritchie. I have known Scott since college. He has been such a wonderful friend over the past 11 years. Wow! Yes, 11 years! Sarah, his wife, is incredible and just makes you feel as if you have been friends for just as long. I love how happy they are and the love that they share. And am blessed to call them friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AMAZING love! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207270758251747826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEPxKlLf2fI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vPSh_8uK6ek/s320/happy+couple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207273717484214786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEPz21Lf2gI/AAAAAAAAA6w/wmhEcOwZYS4/s320/sisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207275925097404962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP13VLf2iI/AAAAAAAAA7A/fCCxwBW4MCk/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Sunday, Jamie and Travis threw an AMAZING Race party! It was completely well thought out and organized. We were immediately divided into teams (red, blue, and orange). And then competed in our first quick challenge to decide race order. My team, the red team, won and decided to go first. This decision might have hindered us slightly, but we were glad to experience everything first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207277570069879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP3XFLf2pI/AAAAAAAAA74/at76vYqRoyM/s320/clue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first clue takes us to Nappanee where we must make chocolate chip cookies without using a box mix...I know, crazy huh? Who can remember how to make basic cookies without a box mix? So we called Danny's mom to have her read us a recipe. We kind of baked them just enough to be able to put them on a plate and take off to our next task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207277200702691970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP3BlLf2oI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Iu0xe7ia0l8/s320/cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This took us to Wakarusa where we had to drive a lawnmower around an obstacle course. The men drove blindfolded as the women directed. Too fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207276930119752306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP2x1Lf2nI/AAAAAAAAA7o/oHTMhBOhthE/s320/jenn+and+danny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207276861400275554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP2t1Lf2mI/AAAAAAAAA7g/cr3N1gsfQO0/s320/matt+and+alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed to Goshen airport for our third task. Of course when we got there, a call had to be made to find out what our task was. But soon we were directed into a room to take a test. Okay, so we guessed on most of them. There were 10 questions covering information on lear jets, altitude, runway length, and pilot information. It was quite the test. But we finally got all of them correct and then jetted off to our 4th destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207276672421714514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP2i1Lf2lI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/QaQOj9myadg/s320/airport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we had to set up a tent and take it down as fast as possible, but correctly of course. It was quite easy for us as we had three avid campers on my team. Danny did a good job of helping as well :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207276552162630210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP2b1Lf2kI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/xfpnNFHqfDk/s320/tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally ended back at the lake and here is where the red team pretty much lost it. After some confusion about where to find the code for a locked shed, we finally realized we had to swim out to the buoy to get the code. Then we read the wrong three numbers and had to go back out. It definitely cost us the race, but we definitely had an AMAZING time!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207276444788447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEP2VlLf2jI/AAAAAAAAA7I/XukotGglIj0/s320/swim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know you read this blog Jamie, I am sending you and Travis a huge thanks for organizing such a wonderful party!!! It couldn't have gone any better!...very creative! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is...my AMAZING weekend...and I hope yours was just a great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5237677098243612835?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5237677098243612835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5237677098243612835&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5237677098243612835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5237677098243612835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/06/simply-amazing.html' title='Simply AMAZING...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SEPxKlLf2fI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vPSh_8uK6ek/s72-c/happy+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2396035640225992300</id><published>2008-05-29T07:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:41:58.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Action</title><content type='html'>I just finished my study on Numbers last night.  Yes, definitely an achievement worth blogging about.  It wasn't the easiest book of the Bible for me to read.  Though I did learn throughout.  But I sit here this morning and wonder, was I really open to studying this book? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I was looking for something particular, some specific lesson to learn, some "ah ha" moment, that it is quite and most likely possible that I missed out on what God was truly trying to teach me.  I had my blinders on only listening to what I wanted to hear and honestly just getting lost in all the lineage and lists of clans and tribes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often I use that excuse...waiting for something to speak to me.  How lazy that is.  I'm waiting to be acted upon rather than doing the action.  I believe I read this book with that mentality.  And that saddens me.  I realize that this happens quite frequently in regards to faith.  We complain about a service, we only want to hear the "good" stuff, the "good" stories, that keep our interest.  We only want what we want the way we want it and when we want it...to put it bluntly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wait to be acted upon instead of doing the actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we miss out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss out on the truth.  We miss out on His word.  We miss out on the true intimacy God wants us to have with Him, because we aren't really open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time to turn it around and finally focus on the One it is all about...God.  It is time to take action...to read, to listen, to follow with an open mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should try reading Numbers again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2396035640225992300?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2396035640225992300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2396035640225992300&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2396035640225992300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2396035640225992300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/taking-action.html' title='Taking Action'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5705004407668637980</id><published>2008-05-27T07:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:29.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As I Know It...At the Moment That Is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwJs1Lf2UI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/tZaSYMbzdfE/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205045935127648578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwJs1Lf2UI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/tZaSYMbzdfE/s320/change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've reached another time where my eyes are open to the moments in life that are present and ever changing. My boss and I were talking one day about how there are moments he wishes would just stand still or atleast slow down. I have to agree that there have been some pretty wonderful times in my life that I probably wished could have lasted just a little longer.  But where God has brought me now, is far better than those past moments.  They were blessings, and I know there is more to come. But I actually like the idea of change...of growing and being molded by Christ. To see what he can do with and in my life never ceases to amaze me. So I welcome the change though these times can be a bit scarey...but what opportunities await!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend embracing this change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grateful to be able to attend Kalyn's open house. She is such a caring young lady, who is honest and genuine. She just reaches out to many, and I am very excited about how God will continue to use her and the relationship she is building with Him. She is graduating and taking the next step forward. But in all honesty, she has been taking these steps way before graduation, always growing, learning, and sharing and I know she will be blessed with many new experiences and opportunities in the change she is facing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205048400438876578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwL8VLf2aI/AAAAAAAAA6A/x87c9dG-rvo/s320/parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was so very thankful for the assistance my mom provided this weekend as she spent Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday pretty much organizing and running a garage sale for me. I know I can always count on my parents for support. But as I talked to mom this weekend, I knew that the relationship we have continues to change. It is still the very supportive mother/daughter relationship we have, but has grown into friendship. She is my friend. She is someone I can be honest with, share things with, and I just know that she is there for me and vice versa. I am just so thankful for my parents and the relationship and friendship that exists as it continues to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205048555057699250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwMFVLf2bI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Wrp1lk0BGqo/s320/scrapping.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I had such a great time getting together with Jess, Alicia, and Jessica to scrap for several hours on Sunday. I love how encouraging we are to each other, complimenting on pictures, cards, and just the way the pages turn out. My friendship with these women always lifts me up. Everytime we get together, our relationship changes and grows stronger. We are at the stage where we can be ourselves and just appreciate what each one brings to the relationship. I won't even mention the great food at the cookout that followed. Just a great time with friends and meeting new ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205048671021816258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwMMFLf2cI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Yt8hB-hdaK8/s320/grace+and+i+on+boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went out on the lake with family and friends several times this weekend. The water was a bit cold, but the time spent playing with Grace in the water was priceless to me. She just continues to change as she learns more each day. I sat around a bonfire, talking and laughing with everyone, knowing that this is not where I will be next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205048855705410002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwMW1Lf2dI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/GsW9SYwV4Ek/s320/sis+on+boat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Things will change. Relationships will change, and though friendships will definitely continue, things will be different when I return. So I appreciate this time with them. And I am excited about what the future holds, though I am uncertain of what that really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embracing change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5705004407668637980?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5705004407668637980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5705004407668637980&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5705004407668637980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5705004407668637980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-as-i-know-itat-moment-that-is.html' title='Life As I Know It...At the Moment That Is!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDwJs1Lf2UI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/tZaSYMbzdfE/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3633202083989524923</id><published>2008-05-23T07:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:30.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Boss Is Away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDW6I1Lf2TI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1nN4XhBHK9o/s1600-h/Balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203269605373499698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDW6I1Lf2TI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1nN4XhBHK9o/s400/Balloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, we would have had fun with the balloons even if he was here! &lt;div align="center"&gt;May your weekend be filled with such fun moments!&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/17956749-3633202083989524923?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3633202083989524923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3633202083989524923&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3633202083989524923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3633202083989524923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-boss-is-away.html' title='When The Boss Is Away...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDW6I1Lf2TI/AAAAAAAAA5I/1nN4XhBHK9o/s72-c/Balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4355876526223743306</id><published>2008-05-22T07:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:46:25.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Bright Side...</title><content type='html'>There are some amazing things going on in my life and in the lives of friends and family, and I just wanted to Praise God for all of it and give a little blogger congrats and recap on things going on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jess:&lt;/span&gt; Fabulous new work schedule, giving her an extra day with the kiddos every week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dina:&lt;/span&gt; Summer vacation is around the corner, which includes a mission trip and her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ang:&lt;/span&gt; Healthy growing family and preparing to use her talents as a teacher as she returns to the classroom in the fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Alicia:&lt;/span&gt; Moving to a wonderful new home, and I know I am looking forward to their house warming party :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sarah:&lt;/span&gt; Loving her marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jessica:&lt;/span&gt; Catching up with friends, joining blogger, and of course spending time with some great friends this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jackie:&lt;/span&gt; Beautiful new home that is coming along, and children that always make her laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy:&lt;/span&gt;  Proud mother and wife, and something interesting is always happening to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Melanie:&lt;/span&gt;  Beautiful daughter, and warm weather to work in the garden...which she is wonderful at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sarah P:&lt;/span&gt; Alway spending time with friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Just enjoying the beautiful weather, mom is here, and moving forward step by step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Good!  How have you been blessed today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4355876526223743306?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4355876526223743306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4355876526223743306&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4355876526223743306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4355876526223743306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-bright-side.html' title='On The Bright Side...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8154500863856883978</id><published>2008-05-21T07:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T08:21:39.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tested</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I could have just crawled in bed and stayed there for the day. In fact, that is probably what I should have done. But life would continue and I would still face the same challenges today. No worries friends, I will persevere with the strength and love of Christ, but I am pretty positive I couldn't have handled any more challenges yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we all have days like those once in a while. It is so easy to give in and just say "no, I can't take it anymore". It is so easy to limit our "own" strength and what we can handle alone. But we aren't alone. So I turn to God who is here with me, asking me to trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any scripture to share at the moment, just the peace that God is with me through it all. I feel like I am being tested, but I will not waiver in my walk with Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My mom is coming tomorrow for the weekend, and she will be such a great help. I know she will help hold me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8154500863856883978?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8154500863856883978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8154500863856883978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8154500863856883978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8154500863856883978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/tested.html' title='Tested'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5134369357838555131</id><published>2008-05-19T07:41:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:31.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside!</title><content type='html'>&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;The perfect word to capture how my weekend was spent..."outside".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-IiUbRzI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bU952k6qfsg/s1600-h/costumes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077729706166066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-IiUbRzI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bU952k6qfsg/s200/costumes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was able to travel the world in about 2 hours thanks to the Taste of Noble County festival on Saturday. After working for about 4 hours at the festival, I came back with my sister and neice so that we all could enjoy the festival together. We enjoyed some delicious cultural food. We watched some different ethnic dancers perform. And we traveled around the world through the passport program available to teach kids about different countries. Despite the bit of a breeze that was blowing, we all had a great time outside, enjoying the beautiful weather, and each others company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077867145119554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-QiUbR0I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/gZs9rSKTsgM/s200/dancers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202077922979694418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-TyUbR1I/AAAAAAAAA4g/mQtYC8Ja_tg/s200/jess+and+grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-ZCUbR2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/oserXxZcqiw/s1600-h/gardening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078013174007650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-ZCUbR2I/AAAAAAAAA4o/oserXxZcqiw/s200/gardening.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Sunday, friends from all around the area joined me to help me do some landscaping. Okay, so they pretty much taught me how to work in a garden, as I really didn't know where to begin. Thanks to Melanie, we got a new flower bed planted. Thanks to Jamie, we cleared out layers of weeds and trimmed up some shrubs. Thanks to Alicia we layed quite a few bags of mulch. Thanks to Jess we planted flowers and hostas. I can't thank these ladies enough for taking the time to help me Sunday. Their assistance, support, and friendship is such a blessing to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078069008582514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-cSUbR3I/AAAAAAAAA4w/xO2BE-6t3aA/s200/finished.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-qSUbR5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/MuxiumoY8L4/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202078309526751122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-qSUbR5I/AAAAAAAAA5A/MuxiumoY8L4/s200/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is amazing how refreshing this weekend truly was. God is good as He created an enjoyable and productive weekend. He continues to provide that extra help when things start to get overwhelming. I am now re-energized to continue pushing forward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/17956749-5134369357838555131?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5134369357838555131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5134369357838555131&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5134369357838555131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5134369357838555131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/outside.html' title='Outside!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SDF-IiUbRzI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bU952k6qfsg/s72-c/costumes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7878144549340905304</id><published>2008-05-15T07:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:36:09.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GREATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Numbers 22:18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Balaam answered them, "Even if Balak gave me his palace filled with silver and gold, I could not do anything great or small to go beyond the command of the LORD my God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greater....May God be greater in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What things in my life do I put before God?  What desires of mine come before Him? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greater....May God be greater in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What distracts me from developing a deeper intimate relationship with God, my Savior? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greater....May God be greater in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What holds me back from complete faith in God at all times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greater....May God be greater in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To able to say&lt;strong&gt;, NOTHING comes before God for He is Greater in my life and all is His...all of me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I want to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7878144549340905304?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7878144549340905304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7878144549340905304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7878144549340905304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7878144549340905304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/greater.html' title='GREATER'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7081461149931732131</id><published>2008-05-12T07:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:31.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In His Care...</title><content type='html'>You might think this is another person writing about mother's day, considering it is the day after mother's day. And it does kind of tie in. I unfortunately was not able to spend the day with my mother, but I had a great conversation with her and just thought of her all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however read several blogs this morning of mothers who enjoyed their mother's day celebrations and children who enjoyed spending time and caring for their mothers as mothers have long cared for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually spent yesterday working on my basement. And everyone knows how much fun cleaning basements can be. But it has to be done. So I continue to work on it. I was exhausted after working for hours and just was tired of cleaning and painting and cleaning and organizing and all that great stuff houses need. I was done. I couldn't go anymore! So I called it quits for the night. I grabbed my planner to see how much time I actually have this week that can be put towards working on the house some more and once again wondered...how will all this get done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SChyhyUbRxI/AAAAAAAAA4A/zKesDWCY6P8/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SChyySUbRyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/pBBVaB-X0bA/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199531978035775266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SChyySUbRyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/pBBVaB-X0bA/s200/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wonder if that is what mothers think when their days begin. They do so much and though it never seems like there is enough time, God provides. I laid there thinking about my mom and all she does. I thought about all I still need to do, and I remembered that God has brought me this far. I closed my eyes and received rest. I found rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we doubt? What are you worried about? Do you trust God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you find the rest and peace in Him. For you are in His care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7081461149931732131?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7081461149931732131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7081461149931732131&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7081461149931732131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7081461149931732131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-his-care.html' title='In His Care...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SChyySUbRyI/AAAAAAAAA4I/pBBVaB-X0bA/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7931973120759961893</id><published>2008-05-06T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T08:19:14.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift That Isn't Always Easy</title><content type='html'>Part of selling a house means cleaning it up.  So last night I was working in the garden...trying to cut down the insanely over grown mulberry bushes.  I believe that is what they are.  If not, then they probably are named something like the most annoying plant that grows as big as trees and takes over wherever it wants to.  That seems to fit the description well :)!  The weather was a little iffy and I found myself working through a few rain showers, but they were light so I kept on pushing through.  Slowly, but surely, the garden was cleared out...as best as I could get it.  It wasn't easy work by any means...but it needed to be done.  It led to some great conversation with neighbors and just a wonderful quiet time to think and listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I collapsed on my couch completely exhausted but with a sense of accomplishment.  I realized that by taking it one step at a time, I cleared out the brush.  And underneath the weeds were three tulips, almost smothered by the overgrown bushes, but they now have the space to grow.  Later that night I was studying Numbers, and came across the following scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers 18:5-7&lt;br /&gt;"You are to be responsible for the care of the sanctuary and the altar, so that wrath will not fall on the Israelites again. I myself have selected your fellow Levites from among the Israelites as a gift to you, dedicated to the LORD to do the work at the Tent of Meeting. But only you and your sons may serve as priests in connection with everything at the altar and inside the curtain. I am giving you the service of the priesthood as a gift. Anyone else who comes near the sanctuary must be put to death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift.  It is a gift to be called by God.  It is a gift to serve Him.  It isn't always easy though.  How many times have we hesitated?  How many times have we been too fearful?  How many times have we said, "I just can't do it."  I read of how my sis (check out her blog - link to the right) is spending time with each of her children individually.  God has blessed her with the gift of being a mother.  He has called her to raise her kids in His love.  And sometimes it isn't easy to find special time.  Sometimes it would be easier just to say, "I will do it later."  But she doesn't.  After a busy day of work, and late nights cleaning the house or working outside, she still makes time to love her children...to show them how special they are to her and to teach them the Word of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the garden which needed to be weeded to help sell the house in order to enter the mission field, or just like making time to show God's love by spending special time with the children in our lives, we are each called to serve.  Are you afraid of a little hard work?  Are you ready to accept your gift of service?  What is God calling you to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't alway easy, but what a gift it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7931973120759961893?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7931973120759961893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7931973120759961893&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7931973120759961893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7931973120759961893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/gift-that-isnt-always-easy.html' title='The Gift That Isn&apos;t Always Easy'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4338114770303153869</id><published>2008-05-05T07:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:11:07.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>In the moments that surround me, I see God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was busy for me. I spent Saturday cooking, and Sunday cleaning/painting, etc. It is easy to get so focused on things that you miss those little moments. It is those moments that are worth writing about, and so I share these moments with you to allow you to see how God blesses me in each and every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Purple flowers growing in the yard. Yeah, they are weeds, but they sure are nice to look at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tyler's hardy giggle as Grace is playing with him on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sharing a meal with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Alicia can't stop laughing over Jess' response to a pictionary drawing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Watching Greyson sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Strawberries! Strawberries! Strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Listening to boys bond over sports discussions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Watching Grace swing while singing a made up song that really only makes sense to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jess turns around at church and smiles at me, sharing with me her excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And the list continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop. Listen. And take a look around. What moments surround you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is there...all praise be given to Him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Psalms 103)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4338114770303153869?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4338114770303153869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4338114770303153869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4338114770303153869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4338114770303153869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/05/moments.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-923636232561854638</id><published>2008-04-28T07:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:31.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Send Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SBXDXQ_KH4I/AAAAAAAAA34/iz9xDWV7wsE/s1600-h/child+sketch+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194272549706014594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SBXDXQ_KH4I/AAAAAAAAA34/iz9xDWV7wsE/s320/child+sketch+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of you know of my desire to enter the mission field. I continue to pray about it and just feel God's guidance to share His love and hope with those in other countries. There are moments when I feel the heavy burden of selling everything and leaving those special people in my life. But I know that God is greater than all of that. So I pray that God sends me. And so it begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June I will be traveling around Malawi and Zambia presenting a Business 101 seminar to individuals who are wanting to start their own businesses. I will spend two weeks teaching and learning...working with sewing projects to preschools to farmers. And will be learning more about a cattle project that is reaching many in Zambia. I will be open to any way God would like to use me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on my way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just accepted into the Adventures in Missions program known as the World Race starting January 2009. With a group of others, I will be traveling the world for 11 months participating in different ministries in different countries. I will be exposed to many different environments and opportunities to get a better feel of what part of the world God is calling me...to the ways He can use me. We are stepping out of our comfortable lives and setting out on a journey to serve and grow in Christ. It is about having true faith in God and where He leads and His power. It is finding our identity in Christ!  My life is His to use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More will be shared as God continues to work in my life and heart. I give thanks and praise for these opportunities and I continue to pray, with a servant's heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-923636232561854638?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/923636232561854638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=923636232561854638&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/923636232561854638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/923636232561854638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/04/send-me.html' title='Send Me...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SBXDXQ_KH4I/AAAAAAAAA34/iz9xDWV7wsE/s72-c/child+sketch+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7647150657875618713</id><published>2008-04-22T07:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:20:03.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>United Again</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of spending time with some amazing people last night as FYI (Fresh Youth Initiatives) from New York City once again visited Indiana and were hosted by PULSE of Noble County. We had a great time and are always glad to catch up with one another and show FYI why Indiana is so special to us! Check out the link to the right to learn more about FYI and the impact they are making in NYC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5c205234fdba4ee1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c205234fdba4ee1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D242F7A9D0417E47DD0DF2A3A3474C26B0430594B.24B0EADA06C5468AA6398DDAEB409412CF4B912F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c205234fdba4ee1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZKmJz4j18taZSnlDAeRlBt-SKlg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5c205234fdba4ee1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330301357%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D242F7A9D0417E47DD0DF2A3A3474C26B0430594B.24B0EADA06C5468AA6398DDAEB409412CF4B912F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5c205234fdba4ee1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZKmJz4j18taZSnlDAeRlBt-SKlg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7647150657875618713?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5c205234fdba4ee1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7647150657875618713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7647150657875618713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7647150657875618713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7647150657875618713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/04/united-again.html' title='United Again'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3946199456922193108</id><published>2008-04-14T07:27:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:32.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>I am small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all face those moments or challenges that seem insurmountable. We feel so small and easily overwhelmed by what we may be facing. We feel weak as we try to face it on our own. And sometimes we believe we are strong enough and wise enough...we have it all...to do things on our own. So we fight that feeling of being small. But how blessed we are to feel small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I am small, I need the strength of God. I am open to His power in my life, His use of me. I can't do it alone. I need God. And this weekend was just another wonderful reminder of that. I had a wonderful evening with Dina who, because of our busy schedules, I barely see though we live in the same house. So we scheduled a roomie night...complete with chinese food and makeovers with Robin...followed by watching Atonement. It was a wonderful restful night and a much needed break from working on my seminar for my trip in June, missions research, and just balancing out the rest of my life. She is such a great friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189075648085852434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SANMzxzJgRI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ORNuLtC_yKM/s200/dina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189075699625460002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SANM2xzJgSI/AAAAAAAAA3g/lu4tV__Addc/s200/jenn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189075755460034866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SANM6BzJgTI/AAAAAAAAA3o/MW1NwHQQBRU/s200/roomies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning, I received a hand-written letter from her. Her encouraging words reminded me that I am small and God has blessed me with her friendship that encourages me during this time in my life. He provided strength. He provided love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189075815589577026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SANM9hzJgUI/AAAAAAAAA3w/vgSYC6LX4Gc/s200/letter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Numbers 13:31-33 last night. It states, But the men who had gone up with him said, "We can't attack those people; they are stronger than we are." And they spread among the Israelites a bad report about the land they had explored. They said, "The land we explored devours those living in it. All the people we saw there are of great size. We saw the Nephilim there (the descendants of Anak come from the Nephilim). We seemed like grasshoppers in our own eyes, and we looked the same to them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They felt small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of turning to and trusting in God, they trembled and moaned in fear. They saw their size as a weakness. They focused on that instead of seeing the greatness and power of God through them, among them, and with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with us always, ready to work through us and within us. He is my provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am small, but I am significant to Christ!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3946199456922193108?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3946199456922193108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3946199456922193108&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3946199456922193108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3946199456922193108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-grasshopper.html' title='Like A Grasshopper'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/SANMzxzJgRI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ORNuLtC_yKM/s72-c/dina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-80594725443711074</id><published>2008-04-11T07:01:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:33.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers</title><content type='html'>It is my 200th post!&lt;br /&gt;Do I have anything profound to share on this momentous occassion?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought since this is my 200th post, I would share some interesting numbers with you that I have experienced over the past few days at the spring conference I attended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_9bErUsuPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/SwPt8IirAuY/s1600-h/windmills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187965431661246706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_9bErUsuPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/SwPt8IirAuY/s200/windmills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 days in Indianapolis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,000 pinwheels used for child abuse awareness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180 community foundation staff/board members learning and sharing ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30,000+ firemen all over Indianapolis (I enjoyed this fact very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+ new ideas to implement at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 grand I received for sharing information with Indiana Youth Institute (yeah, it was the candy bar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hour drive, 2 restaurants, 1 night on the town = getting to know the people you work with that much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another great conference in Indianapolis. It&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_9cwbUsuQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/tyFYmKBbQEA/s1600-h/circle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187967282792151298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_9cwbUsuQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/tyFYmKBbQEA/s200/circle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is always fun to visit Indy every once in a while, but it is the excitement we returned with to implement new ideas and to better the community in which we live and work that made this conference a very worthwhile experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-80594725443711074?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/80594725443711074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=80594725443711074&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/80594725443711074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/80594725443711074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/04/numbers.html' title='Numbers'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_9bErUsuPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/SwPt8IirAuY/s72-c/windmills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8224597041567296770</id><published>2008-04-03T07:33:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:34.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Mealtime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TX3nMWCNI/AAAAAAAAA2I/cr-9eBL4kKY/s1600-h/stir.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it isn't just about food...but so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TYjHMWCPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rOE33xCbTJM/s1600-h/stir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185007168748128498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TYjHMWCPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rOE33xCbTJM/s200/stir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My boss and I have developed a project known as Operation Mealtime. He has been collecting articles describing the connection between eating together as a family and how that lessens the likelihood of criminal behavior or bad decision making in children. We decided to bring around eight families together who have young children, and who normally don't eat together. They will come to the foundation, where they will receive a catered meal and demonstration. The caterer will explain how young children can help prepare healthy meals, while a "before 5" director will explain how children can learn during this process as well. The families are then asked to spend 10 meals together as a family during the next two weeks. They will spend an hour together at the table, whether it be eating, playing games, or just talking. At the end of the two weeks, they will once again come to the foundation bringing their favorite dish they made together. We will eat together and just hear about what they have learned. They will then be reimbursed for the 10 meals (maximum of $10/person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a passion for this project not only because it deals with fo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TYtXMWCQI/AAAAAAAAA2g/9RfnIUpDGy8/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185007344841787650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TYtXMWCQI/AAAAAAAAA2g/9RfnIUpDGy8/s200/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;od, but really is about relationships and relating with each other on a deeper level. How important that time with others is, especially family. I can't help but think of the "casualness" associated with some of the people in my life. Relationships are an investment...an investment of time and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you asked someone how they are doing...and then really stopped to listen?  When was the last time you gathered around the table?...gathered together?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8224597041567296770?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8224597041567296770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8224597041567296770&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8224597041567296770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8224597041567296770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/04/operation-mealtime.html' title='Operation Mealtime'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R_TYjHMWCPI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/rOE33xCbTJM/s72-c/stir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1813036835138179409</id><published>2008-03-28T07:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:34.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Together with Christ</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a busy day for me at work. I have been trying to catch up on some projects that have been put off due to an influx of proposals this grant cycle. And I had a few meetings with some potential grantees to learn more about their programs. I decided I needed a break and took some time to visit a local free medical clinic to learn more about this organization and what it's needs might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty dreary day outside, and the wind was tossing my jeep around quite a bit. I was trying to relax a little and change my attitude around as I had been feeling a bit overwhelmed. I pulled up to the clinic and stepped inside and was instantly greeted with a warm smile and a invitiation to come on back to speak with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How warm and comforting that was. How welcomed I felt. As I explained who I was and why I was there, I noticed that each person who came through the door was welcomed in such a friendly manner. Patients who had come in to see a doctor filled the waiting room and were treated with kindness and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to learn more about the clinic and how it has been blessed by the number of volunteers that give of their time, that donate supplies. I learned of a doctor who is retired, but spends most of his time volunteering at free clinics around northern Indiana. I met a pastor who showed me their one examination room, their small space for an old computer to keep records, etc...but did it with such gratitude and praise to God that they had what they had and that they could help others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see a clinic, but the family of Christ working together to serve others. I saw hope in the eyes of the patients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been studying Numbers lately. As I read Numbers 11, I began to see the idea of community. Numbers 11:10-17 states, Moses heard the people of every family wailing, each at the entrance to his tent. The LORD became exceedingly angry, and Moses was troubled. He asked the LORD, "Why have you brought this trouble on your servant? What have I done to displease you that you put the burden of all these people on me? Did I conceive all these people? Did I give them birth? Why do you tell me to carry them in my arms, as a nurse carries an infant, to the land you promised on oath to their forefathers? Where can I get meat for all these people? They keep wailing to me, 'Give us meat to eat!' I cannot carry all these people by myself; the burden is too heavy for me. If this is how you are going to treat me, put me to death right now—if I have found favor in your eyes—and do not let me face my own ruin." The LORD said to Moses: "Bring me seventy of Israel's elders who are known to you as leaders and officials among the people. Have them come to the Tent of Meeting, that they may stand there with you. I will come down and speak with you there, and I will take of the Spirit that is on you and put the Spirit on them. They will help you carry the burden of the people so that you will not have to carry it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182778707786729666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-ztxnMWCMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zAEbHkdqiNQ/s200/strong-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-ztOnMWCKI/AAAAAAAAA1w/EQ2QHlRlylA/s1600-h/strong-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-ztbnMWCLI/AAAAAAAAA14/bjWEt-drWew/s1600-h/strong-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are not alone. But more importantly, God is the provider of our needs. He didn't call us and then leave us. He calls us, prepares us, and provides for us. Each one of us, in some way are called to serve. And together, filled with the Holy Spirit and love, we can fulfill God's will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1813036835138179409?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1813036835138179409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1813036835138179409&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1813036835138179409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1813036835138179409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/together-with-christ.html' title='Together with Christ'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-ztxnMWCMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zAEbHkdqiNQ/s72-c/strong-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1628770902700419838</id><published>2008-03-27T07:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:10:59.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Know All...Right?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe I am not one to talk about the topic of parenting.  I definitely don't have any children of my own.  Although I have taken care of two cats before, but it probably doesn't really compare to being a parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of "parent" to me seems to give some kind of connotation that they should know all.  Maybe because of 18 years of life we count on them for pretty much everything...basic necessities, guidance, love.  For most of us, they are the ones we turned to or still turn to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear those around me wonder if they will be good parents, what to do in certain parenting situations, or just how they are going to handle all that they may face raising a family.  It is a big responsibility and many don't feel qualified.  Maybe that is why my expectations for my own parents has been pretty high.  And then when something I don't expect happens or a disagreement takes place, I am shocked.  But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't parents just as human as I?  Don't they face challenges in their own life?  Don't they sometimes struggle to know what to do in certain situations?  Don't they seek love as well as give it?  I believe parents do the best they can, and with the guidance of God, are able to raise children with good values,  to love them abundantly, and to teach them all that they know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the task of parenting ever stop?  Probably not.  It does change though.  The love and support continues to be shared,  but needs change...past the give and take scenarios, but to the building of a true relationship...one of respect, appreciation, and above all else...love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to my parents I want to say that I love you...not because you are the "all-knowing parents", but because you are simply, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deuteronomy 4:9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1628770902700419838?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1628770902700419838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1628770902700419838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1628770902700419838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1628770902700419838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/they-know-allright.html' title='They Know All...Right?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-9121962372711689275</id><published>2008-03-24T07:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:34.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of Spring</title><content type='html'>Okay, just a random post for all of you who were disappointed in my welcome spring post depicting the snow from winter :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome Spring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181288744977041554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-eiqXMWCJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/y4ZdwhHsOGo/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you enjoy all the beautiful colors, warm weather, rain showers, and great memories that spring brings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-9121962372711689275?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/9121962372711689275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=9121962372711689275&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9121962372711689275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9121962372711689275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-of-spring.html' title='Picture of Spring'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-eiqXMWCJI/AAAAAAAAA1o/y4ZdwhHsOGo/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1646895252757701041</id><published>2008-03-22T09:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:34.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than A Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Even more than a weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tomorrow, Easter baskets will be put a way for the year. Easter dresses and suits will be saved for another special occassion. Some will have checked the one or two times they attend church for the year off of their calendars. And Easter will officially be over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more than a day, a weekend...It is life...everyday and every moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people will sing &lt;strong&gt;He Arose!&lt;/strong&gt;, but did &lt;strong&gt;He arise in our hearts?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-USyXMWCDI/AAAAAAAAA04/WlE7QN8_5us/s1600-h/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-UTFHMWCEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QgbiV1LtkCI/s1600-h/candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180567924910721090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-UTFHMWCEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QgbiV1LtkCI/s200/candle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do we only remember His love for us just on Easter? Shouldn't we be filled by hope, love, thankfulness and praise that we gladly choose to share that with others everyday, and express it daily to God through each moment of our lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just a history lesson, or is it a way of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story continues, for Christ lives in us and with us and all praise and glory be given to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 28:19-20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1646895252757701041?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1646895252757701041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1646895252757701041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1646895252757701041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1646895252757701041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-day.html' title='More Than A Day...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-UTFHMWCEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/QgbiV1LtkCI/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6632289085611962140</id><published>2008-03-20T07:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:34.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am excited to be enjoying this first day of spring with such great weather and dinner with family and friends tonight. But I can't help but wonder... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179801088564791330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-JZpXMWCCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/AHNXRaGY8z8/s320/snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;is this what I will be enjoying tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love spring in Indiana!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6632289085611962140?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6632289085611962140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6632289085611962140&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6632289085611962140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6632289085611962140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome Spring'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R-JZpXMWCCI/AAAAAAAAA0w/AHNXRaGY8z8/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8460107128522723877</id><published>2008-03-17T07:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:31:30.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Purpose!</title><content type='html'>"It is just another day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often we think that or even say it out loud. "It is just another Monday"...or..."It is just another day." We count down the days to the weekend. And then sometimes spend Saturday or Sunday doing nothing but thinking to ourselves..."it is just another day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was scrapping a lot this weekend, trying to get caught up as I was about a year behind. Yes, you heard me right...a year. Yikes! So I had a lot to do. But as I was looking at the pictures, I couldn't help but think about how a lot of those special moments happened on "regular" days. I particularly thought about the great fun I had playing with Grace in the snow. It was just a Tuesday. But because an opportunity was taken, it became a day of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much we are missing going through life saying, "it is just another day". Why not welcome each and every day as a day of purpose, opening our minds to all that is possible, asking ourselves..."What is God showing me today?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8460107128522723877?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8460107128522723877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8460107128522723877&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8460107128522723877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8460107128522723877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-of-purpose.html' title='A Day of Purpose!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8359818969644293805</id><published>2008-03-10T07:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:16:30.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Walk...</title><content type='html'>Hello! My name is Jennifer. I attend Union Center Church of the Brethren and I sit at the table of Sarah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it appropriate to introduce this post like this as it is how we introduced ourselves when we shared all we had been learning this weekend on the Brethren Way of Christ #34.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan on going into too many details about the little touches and special things done just for me, as to not cheat anyone out of the experience they might encounter when they participate in the retreat themselves. But let me just say that God has a plan, has a purpose, and His timing is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I knew there was something special about this when I realized this was #34...yup, Walter Peyton's number. I left not knowing what to expect and really not sure what I would gain from this. But I came back changed by all God wanted to teach me. Each day I drew closer and closer to God. I opened my heart to Him and cleared all the distractions from my mind and heart that kept me from really listening to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was moved. I was stirred. I was overcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned to some people that I no longer liked my good friend sarah (my sponsor for BWOC) anymore, for making me cry so much. I said it as a joke, because I consider it a priviledge to have experienced this. I broke down...and through the tears and the joy saw Jesus in every moment and in every face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was filled with His love and grace and want and desire nothing more than to share that hope with others, with the world. Why would I want to do anything else? While sharing with the group, a pastor in the back said..."preach it!" And I realized, just how we are ALL called to share what we know, what we are learning through Christ, and his love for us all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God as he called my name and made himself know and seen in my heart and mind. I love my sisters who took this walk with me...as they held me up, made me laugh, challenged me, and prayed with and for me. I love my friend Sarah who took the opportunity to sponsor me. I love each and everyone of you who supported, prayed, and wrote to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a community...a family of Christ. We are all connected and it is time to reach out and help the family of Christ grow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8359818969644293805?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8359818969644293805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8359818969644293805&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8359818969644293805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8359818969644293805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-walk.html' title='My Walk...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-918989973585256519</id><published>2008-03-06T07:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:35.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Reminder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R8_yQYSzTFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/kFAmiUd57zk/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174620860085128274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R8_yQYSzTFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/kFAmiUd57zk/s320/sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Keep the Faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#006600;"&gt;May I follow the path HE has prepared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-918989973585256519?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/918989973585256519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=918989973585256519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/918989973585256519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/918989973585256519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/personal-reminder.html' title='Personal Reminder...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R8_yQYSzTFI/AAAAAAAAA0o/kFAmiUd57zk/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5952469810523254441</id><published>2008-03-03T15:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:58:56.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh...I'm human....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again got caught up in the attachments I have on things in my life.  After communicating throughout the day about following through with an agreement I made, I found myself fighting with a feeling of possession.  I reacted on this feeling without thinking things through.  After taking some time to understand why I felt this particular way, it became very clear that I had an attachment to this object in my life.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of the memories it holds...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of the time invested in it...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because of the roots it has...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was "mine". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes!  What kind of attitude is that?  It took some time to realize how holding tightly to it was taking away the "gift" God blessed me with.  So I work on letting it Go.  Letting the feeling of possession go.  Letting the attachment go.  And enjoying the time God has blessed me with such a gift.  Enjoying the freedom I have by letting all my "attachments" go, all that hold me back from being open to God and following Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5952469810523254441?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5952469810523254441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5952469810523254441&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5952469810523254441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5952469810523254441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-go.html' title='Let Go!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7756800203763737763</id><published>2008-03-02T18:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:35.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than A Contractor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Getting to know Amos over the past few years has been an exciting journey as his many various skills seem to show when you least expect it. I had been looking to remodel the kitchen for awhile now, but wasn't sure how I would really be able to afford it. Then Amos stepped in and offered to be my contractor, helping me work within my budget, and just guiding me through the process. He was an incredible contractor, helping me find things that matched...giving his opinion here and there...and just working hard to get things finished in a timely manor, as it is pretty tough to live in a house when the kitchen is torn up. The hours he put in the project were many as you can see the before pictures in my sis' blog. It was quite the project. But the end product turned out better than imagined. I now have a place to cook, to entertain, and to enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173296472225090002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R8s9u3DCCdI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/CimgzqYdLSI/s320/P1030797.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;But mostly, I enjoyed working with Amos. He is such a talented man. What makes the space so much more special to me is that it was literally done by the hands of my extraordinary brother-in-law! He is a great husband to my sister, a loving father to their children, a great friend to many of us, and a special guy! I look forward to learning more about him and discovering his many other skills. He is more than a contractor. Thanks Amos for rescuing me once again. I am blessed to call you family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7756800203763737763?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7756800203763737763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7756800203763737763&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7756800203763737763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7756800203763737763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-than-contractor.html' title='More Than A Contractor!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R8s9u3DCCdI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/CimgzqYdLSI/s72-c/P1030797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2324614835411445143</id><published>2008-02-28T07:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:20:59.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Solicitously?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I had to look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am studying Leviticus at the moment. It is a bit difficult to listen to what God is teaching me through this book as I trudge through the different types of sacrifices and laws and so on and so forth. Maybe patience. Maybe just the understanding of that time and place. Maybe to greatly appreciate the sacrifice of His son, the ultimate sacrifice for our sins. Maybe to realize that God still provides guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, last night I read Leviticus 18:4, "You must obey my laws and be careful to follow my decrees. I am the LORD your God." Now of course there could be a better word used or translated, but I began to think about the word "careful" used here. Be careful to follow my decrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a better sense of the scripture, I looked up careful in the dictionary. Now, don't get me wrong...I do have a general idea of what careful means. But I just wanted to dig a bit deeper. There were several definitions, all which we know such as,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cautious in one's actions&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;- thorough&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;- done or performed with accuracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one that really caught my attention, was&lt;br /&gt;- solicitously mindful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solicitously means anxious, particular, even eager. Some synonyms include regardful and attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about the commands He has given us. I thought about the things He has called me to do. Have I been "careful" to follow, to obey? To be thorough or solicitous I must be aware of Christ's presence in my life at all times. I must be open to Him and listen carefully as He guides me. I must be eager and mindful, focused on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I am learning somethings from Leviticus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2324614835411445143?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2324614835411445143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2324614835411445143&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2324614835411445143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2324614835411445143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/solicitously.html' title='Solicitously?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2460376809083566403</id><published>2008-02-26T12:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:50:23.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing Change</title><content type='html'>It is time to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since this blog allows me to share what is going on with my life and what God is teaching me, it is only fitting that it changes as well and gets that much needed makeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who take the time to read the ramblings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2460376809083566403?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2460376809083566403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2460376809083566403&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2460376809083566403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2460376809083566403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/embracing-change.html' title='Embracing Change'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1492441263293640195</id><published>2008-02-25T07:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:49:20.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Juggling</title><content type='html'>A million thoughts pass through my mind per second and I wonder where to start. At the moment, I am juggling a few things. When I work on something, another thing I need to do starts to fall and I need to address that. And so the cycle continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God provided rest this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some amazing time with Grace and Tyler on Friday. We watched movies and of course ate anything we wanted...well Grace and I did. Tyler was stuck with baby food and formula. It was just some much needed time with these two kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the family came over Saturday. While Amos worked on finishing up my kitchen (yes, I said finishing up...yea!...post will be coming soon), Jess and I had some great conversation and you know I enjoy any moment spent with her and her family. Not to mention, she knows how much I have going on and created a to do list for me, to keep me organized and to help me not feel as overwhelmed. It was so greatly appreciated and really helps me take things one at a time. She even went as far as to place behind the list, a watermark of a picture I took in Africa, to remind me of my focus on God and His plan. It was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Sarah then had me over for a delicious dinner that evening. We enjoyed some good conversation and fabulous tacos and brownies!!! It was another wonderful moment. It is always great to catch up with her and to just spend time with this great friend. We ended up watching the movie, No Reservations, which I highly recommend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I joined my extended family, Ang, Brad, Addie, and Ethan for church. They generously took me out for lunch where we met up with Susan and Randy. It was a great meal and I was just so grateful for the time spent with this family. I decided not to rush home, but spent the rest of the day just talking with Ang, Brad, and the kids. We talked about everything and the time just passed so quickly. I ended up staying for dinner and then leaving a bit afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and thought about the time spent this weekend. I am once again reminded that I am not alone. Family and friends surround me, and God provided the much needed rest and helped me redirect my focus back on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful that we are not alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1492441263293640195?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1492441263293640195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1492441263293640195&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1492441263293640195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1492441263293640195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/juggling.html' title='Juggling'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7895165772517871495</id><published>2008-02-21T07:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:36.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Clarity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169416452755599426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7104AKOsEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/DU4OOxENPWw/s400/beginning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169416633144225874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R711CgKOsFI/AAAAAAAAAx0/RohTWmfEzBA/s400/stage+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169416749108342882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R711JQKOsGI/AAAAAAAAAx8/df7l9k27-PM/s400/stage+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169416865072459890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R711QAKOsHI/AAAAAAAAAyE/2SjhXls6ujc/s400/stage+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169416993921478786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R711XgKOsII/AAAAAAAAAyM/IqiwmamT-Aw/s400/stage+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7895165772517871495?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7895165772517871495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7895165772517871495&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7895165772517871495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7895165772517871495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7104AKOsEI/AAAAAAAAAxs/DU4OOxENPWw/s72-c/beginning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-937877232729248877</id><published>2008-02-19T07:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:37.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Now?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever questioned God's timing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe once or twice...or a million times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I moved around a lot when I was younger. It was always exciting being in a new place, meeting new people, being able to start all over. Even after college, I found myself never really settled. I moved to Indianapolis, and ended up living in three different places, in three different parts of Indianapolis, during the three years I lived down there. And then I moved to northern Indiana, with the future plan of eventually moving out west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I have been here for almost four years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rjWAKOr7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/hycmpzpZ6Uc/s1600-h/friends+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168693489500598194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rjWAKOr7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/hycmpzpZ6Uc/s200/friends+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe that I have lived in the same house and had the same job for almost four years now. That is seriously a record for me ;)! I am settled, and I love it! It isn't the area that makes it "home" to me. Nor is it my house. It is the relationships, the family, the friends that have come to be an important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, God is leading me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rluAKOsCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Pi1gugTPXQo/s1600-h/friends+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168696100840714274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rluAKOsCI/AAAAAAAAAxc/Pi1gugTPXQo/s200/friends+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why after I have developed these strong relationships? Why after I have been surrounded by such love and support? Why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rkAwKOr_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/al70A1sz364/s1600-h/friends+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168694223940005874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rkAwKOr_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/al70A1sz364/s200/friends+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shared my concern with my sister this past weekend. And as the encouraging sister that she is, she reminded me of the greater plan...not mine, but His. The relationships built on His love will remain strong and will continue to support me while I am away. But it is my trust in Christ that guides my steps, provides the strength that I need, and the peace that His will is greater than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rkRwKOsAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fa6Q2fc0OTI/s1600-h/friends+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168694515997782018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rkRwKOsAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/fa6Q2fc0OTI/s200/friends+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rj2gKOr-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/a8l2Kwvkdhw/s1600-h/friends+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been looking into a couple of different opportunities, and though no final decision is made as of yet, I want to thank the special people in my life for the love that can be seen through them, the support and encouragement that they always share, and for teaching me the strength of relationships built on God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rknwKOsBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/X54YeJj935s/s1600-h/friends+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168694893954904082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rknwKOsBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/X54YeJj935s/s200/friends+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will take that with me where ever He leads...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-937877232729248877?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/937877232729248877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=937877232729248877&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/937877232729248877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/937877232729248877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-now.html' title='Why Now?'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R7rjWAKOr7I/AAAAAAAAAwk/hycmpzpZ6Uc/s72-c/friends+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4863310397904548242</id><published>2008-02-12T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:22:01.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste of Africa...</title><content type='html'>and I'm ready to return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I spent the morning cooking an African meal with my co-workers for our boss. Yeah, it was another grueling day at the office. Yeah right! You see, when it is someone's birthday they get to choose what they would like for lunch. Dave's birthday was about a week ago or so, but since Monday was the first day we all could be here for lunch, that is when we celebrated. And it was a very tasty celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks ago when asking Dave what he would like for his birthday lunch, he remembered that I purchased an African cookbook and requested some dishes from that. And I of course couldn't have been happier. The staff was a bit hesitant, so I offered to cook most of it, while another co-worker or two offered to help and try to make some dishes as well. It was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the morning in the kitchen mixing our spices, our sauces, and just laughing and talking. And in the end, the meal was delicious! Oh how it all reminded me of Malawi. The food was a bit different as they are in each country, but there are so many similarities. The seasonings were similar, the starches of course are common, and the gathering of people just reminded me of the nights Phil, Aaron, and I were taught how to cook nsima, chambo, and breakfast. We spent those nights in Malawi laughing as we attempted to try to cook some of these dishes and just enjoyed the time spent with each other. And that same environment was found in the kitchen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we all enjoyed an Ethiopian dish known as doro wett, shiro, or tibs wett, which is a traditional Ethiopian-style stir-fry made with beef or lamb. There was a dish of candied yams and plantains which are two staples of West African cooking. Along with that we had garlic roasted potatoes. And then finished off the meal with a dessert known as Koesisters, a doughnut like dessert found in Cape Town. Not to mention we also had tea. As delicious as the meal was, I truly enjoyed the interaction with my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure do miss Africa, and hope God does lead me there again, but He definitely showed me the community we can have here, where ever we are, as long as we are open to each other and just take the time to listen and laugh with one another. It definitely was a great moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4863310397904548242?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4863310397904548242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4863310397904548242&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4863310397904548242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4863310397904548242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/taste-of-africa.html' title='A Taste of Africa...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7872974072360512511</id><published>2008-02-06T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:37.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak Up Please...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 6, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it has been a while it seems. I know you know all, so you probably know how busy I have been lately. I do have communication with you on my to do list, but then something comes up and time escapes me. So I haven't quite reached that task yet, but will do so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to reach me for anything, feel free to send me a text or email...or even one of those burning bushes you sent that Moses guy. That would definitely get my attention. With all the distractions here, it would be best if you could speak up. It is kind of hard to hear You these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are enjoying the furnishings of the closet I put you in. I had hoped to allow you into the other areas of my life, but at the moment they are filled with my own wants and desires. I will get to cleaning those out later, but have to get back to my favorite show right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love (on Sunday, Monday, and sometimes Wednesdays),&lt;br /&gt;Jenn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe we don't actually write God letters like this, but I think our actions speak differently. I am studying Exodus, and came to the story of Moses and the burning bush. Moses says to God, "Here I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't help but think about where I am, not physically, but on the spiritual journey. Of course there are ups and downs, but it seems to me that my life shows more of the response in the letter, than Moses' response...Here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, well God should speak up. Why can't I get a burning bush or something big like that? But why is it up to God to speak over all the distractions I add to my life? It is up to me to quiet all that is around me so that all I can hear is God? So that all I can hear is his voice whether it be a small whisper or a loud call guiding me, loving me, calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us wonder what our next step in life is. We worry, we stress, but we don't listen. I am not saying that it will all become clear, but I am saying it isn't on us to plan our lives. God has called each one of us to follow Him and He will provide that path. Listening to God isn't a task to put on your to do list, it is a part of life, every day, every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear Him? Do you hear His call? Where is He leading you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163847378082269522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6mr1MTtCVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Pha4CYV5jJU/s400/me+overlooking+ntcheu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Let my life, my mind, my heart quiet to hear God...to respond with, Hear I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7872974072360512511?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7872974072360512511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7872974072360512511&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7872974072360512511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7872974072360512511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/speak-up-please.html' title='Speak Up Please...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6mr1MTtCVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Pha4CYV5jJU/s72-c/me+overlooking+ntcheu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-865924463315337288</id><published>2008-02-04T07:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:38.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Award Goes To...</title><content type='html'>It was a football weekend for a group of us ladies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only did we enjoy the Giants win over the Patriots in the Superbowl on Sunday. But we also celebrated another wonderful season of our ladies fantasy football league at our annual awards banquet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we gathered together to enjoy each other's company off of the competitive playing field. We enjoyed a great meal of "stadium food", which was followed by the awards presentations and distribution of playbooks and programs containing the stats of each team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the evening laughing as each coach received their unique award. And even had the pleasure of a coach in North Carolina accepting her award via cell phone. You must check Jess' blog for that video. But it was just a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Award Recipients are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163476962922793202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6ha8MTtCPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/m5twR6dUYAc/s200/amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amy (pictured above) and Kelli both received the Adrian Peterson Award since there are two Adrian Petersons playing in the NFL and these two ladies produced our first ever tie in a matchup. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163476898498283746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6ha4cTtCOI/AAAAAAAAAvM/XrDG8T3ckEQ/s200/alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alicia (pictured above) received the Bears Award because her team made it to the playoffs last year, and didn't have a chance this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163477224915798322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6hbLcTtCTI/AAAAAAAAAv0/e6Z8WbOAgtw/s200/sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sarah (pictured above) received the Colts Award because for the past two years her team has been in the top three. She is definitely someone we need to always watch out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria received the Kevin Everett Award for making it through a big obstacle. Kevin was injured pretty seriously, but then recovered and is able to walk again. Victoria missed the draft...the only chance to pick a good team. We all drafted for her and she ended up being second in the league. Yeah, we are that nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163477018757368066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6ha_cTtCQI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Eqc-9vx1drE/s200/cathy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cathy (pictured above) received the Miami Dolphins Award because just as they won one game, she only beat one team in the standings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie received the Patriots Award because she cheated by making 12 moves, pretty much changing her entire team during the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristina received the Dallas Clark Award. Because she is another Clark that belongs in Indiana!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163477074591942930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6hbCsTtCRI/AAAAAAAAAvk/yBNdbqvH2OU/s200/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jess (pictured above) received the Ronde Barber Award. I chose this award for her because I won both of our matchups and Ronde always fought for attention, but his twin Tiki always got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163477173376190754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6hbIcTtCSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/hWdE1NVr7m8/s200/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I (pictured above) received the Michael Vick Award chosen for me by my sister. She gave me this award because she believes I am a "thug" for "stealing" the last playoff spot from her ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our awards are proudly displayed in our homes and we are all gearing up for the next season. As commish, I not only have to thank these ladies for another great season, but I also must thank my assistant commish - Jess who always wears many hats... from chef, to party planner, to award distributor, to master of fun and games ;). There isn't anything she can't do! So thanks everyone for participating in this league and for all the great times we have together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I can't help but think during times like these how much I will miss these ladies, these moments, when I leave for a short time. But God continues filling my heart with all of these memories and friendships so they will continue to be close to me know matter where I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-865924463315337288?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/865924463315337288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=865924463315337288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/865924463315337288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/865924463315337288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-award-goes-to.html' title='And the Award Goes To...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R6ha8MTtCPI/AAAAAAAAAvU/m5twR6dUYAc/s72-c/amy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-401109740453703353</id><published>2008-01-31T07:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:39.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mister Penguin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160529533025978546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53iRMTtCLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/yHryw8rWdNQ/s320/penguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, how the song, Mister Penguin, takes me back to the days when I began taking piano lessons. Mister Penguin was the first song I played. I can still hear its simple melody as if I had just learned it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is because it was practically yesterday. Yes! That's right! I am now taking piano lessons! I actually had my first lesson on Sunday...and am being taught by the one and only Mrs. Hahn. That is how I probably should refer to her since she is my teacher now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53ihsTtCNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8HxyMDt6G48/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160529816493820114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53ihsTtCNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/8HxyMDt6G48/s320/book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a great time as I learned about different intervals and octaves. And even begin to play a bit. I know I am not going to be the greatest pianist or anything, but I am excited to learn this instrument. I enjoyed this lesson with Mrs. Hahn and am so very thankful for the time she is taking to teach me. She is a great instructor and an even better friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mrs. Hahn (Alicia ;). I am playing Mister Penguin loud and proud! And Yankee Doodle is coming along great! Ha! Well, I better get to practicing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all keep learning! It is never too late! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53iHsTtCKI/AAAAAAAAAus/YuNVUD1vbSs/s1600-h/yankee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53iHsTtCKI/AAAAAAAAAus/YuNVUD1vbSs/s1600-h/yankee.jpg"&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/17956749-401109740453703353?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/401109740453703353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=401109740453703353&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/401109740453703353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/401109740453703353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/mister-penguin.html' title='Mister Penguin!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53iRMTtCLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/yHryw8rWdNQ/s72-c/penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6424925169460122134</id><published>2008-01-28T07:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:39.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About 20 Days Later...</title><content type='html'>But it was still quite the celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was our annual Kings Day Party...Día De Los Reyes Fiesta! Though this usually is celebrated at the beginning of January, when trying to get college friends all over northern indiana together, you have to go with the date that works best for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the party took place on Saturday. We didn't put out our shoes filled with hay for the wisemen's camels, but we did spend the night enjoying some great mexican food! And what fiesta is complete without a battle of the sexes game of pictionary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160522411970201714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53bysTtCHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/l4TnOg0d3gk/s400/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A huge thanks to Jess for her wonderful and very helpful cooking skills as we spent the day cooking for the party. Thanks to Amos, Grace, and Tyler for helping keep the house clean, and making me laugh the entire night. Thanks to Dina for being a kid herself and spoiling the kids! Thanks to Brad, Ang, Addie, and Ethan for great conversation, good visit, and just the wonderful time I always have with you. Thanks to Scott and Sarah, not only for the amazing brownies, but for the fun times we share! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you all and am so grateful to share such a wonderful celebration with each one of you every year!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6424925169460122134?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6424925169460122134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6424925169460122134&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6424925169460122134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6424925169460122134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-20-days-later.html' title='About 20 Days Later...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R53bysTtCHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/l4TnOg0d3gk/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7866709371944216268</id><published>2008-01-21T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:39.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlocked Doors</title><content type='html'>Those who I am close with know the paradox I face in regards to entering the mission field long term. And that paradox was confirmed last night as I listened to the Hardenbrooks share their own story as they begin their journey to Sudan. The excitement and passion fills their hearts, but to say goodbye to their family and friends is a challenge, a struggle at times. Yet, through it all, they know it is what they are called to do and that God has and will continue to provide that strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout their presentation they made a call for others to join them in this journey. And my heart was filled with hope. I listened intently, eager to learn more about the initiative, and anxious to consider this an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But taking that next step means putting things in motion. It is no longer a thought, a dream, a desire...something to face down the road. Instead, it is about the present...moving forward knowing that no matter how challenging the path might be, God is with me and I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat there going back and forth about whether I should talk to them about my interest in being a part of this initiative. And at the moment that I began to let my fear in taking this step get to me, a member of my church family approached me to let me know that he thought of me during this presentation and has been praying for my guidance. And then another member informed me that he and his wife have been praying for me and that they were so glad to see that I came to hear this presentation. What struck me is that none of these members knew of my desire to enter the mission field, and yet they prayed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I approached the Hardenbrooks to share my interest. They were very grateful and asked for my contact information. They even provided some great advice on where to attend some mission trainings. I will continue to pray for guidance. And whether God leads me to Sudan or another part of Africa, I trust in Him. I took that next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157922251752251058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5Se9crGnrI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ylBXDv3ETVA/s400/malawi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do struggle at times discerning God's call, but have learned that He does not do it all for us. He unlocks the doors and it is up to us to have the faith to open them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7866709371944216268?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7866709371944216268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7866709371944216268&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7866709371944216268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7866709371944216268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/unlocked-doors.html' title='Unlocked Doors'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5Se9crGnrI/AAAAAAAAAuM/ylBXDv3ETVA/s72-c/malawi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7699636568405838502</id><published>2008-01-19T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:40.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapped In Love...</title><content type='html'>I have mentioned before just how rich I am. Not because I own all the latest gadgets, the expensive clothes, the fancy house, or the next great thing that is out on the market. For I have more than I could ever want and need in the love I find in my friends and family. When I have searched for encouragement, support, love, and hope, God wraps His arms around me and shows me that I am not alone. I can't count the many times God has used Matt and Alicia to show His love. For they have become family to me. And my life is richer for that. They have shown me that no matter how much you give, love never runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157229142814924418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5IolMrGnoI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vaKcNjViv4w/s320/committee.jpg" border="0" /&gt; You see, everyday Matt and Alicia give of themselves. They show love through teaching, through coaching, through leadership, through the interaction they have with each other and others. And now they are in the process of blessing another life with their love, through adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157221845665488482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5Ih8crGnmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/SFbTFg9OQsA/s320/words.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The waiting process isn't always easy, and so all of us who have been touched by this couple wanted them to be wrapped in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157229456347537042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5Io3crGnpI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SUX6oF8gw2I/s320/gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We wanted them to feel the encouragement and support...the love that they have graciously shown us. We united together to share messages of encouragement. We worked together to create a quilt of hope. We gave financially to help provide support. And we came together to celebrate the love we all have to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157222464140779122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5IigcrGnnI/AAAAAAAAAts/yYL0xaBCXK0/s320/opening+gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thank you Matt and Alicia for being an example of love to many! I am excited for this next step in your life. I don't know when things will take place, but I do know that God's timing is perfect. Just as you will be blessed with a child, I know this child will be very blessed with your love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for your assistance with the Wrapped in Love Project. Your words, your donations, your support made all of this possible! Thank you for sharing your love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Thessalonians 3:12&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord make your love increase and overflow for each other and for everyone else, just as ours does for you.&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/17956749-7699636568405838502?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7699636568405838502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7699636568405838502&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7699636568405838502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7699636568405838502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/wrapped-in-love.html' title='Wrapped In Love...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R5IolMrGnoI/AAAAAAAAAt0/vaKcNjViv4w/s72-c/committee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-141889267733722395</id><published>2008-01-13T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:42.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In His Presence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368790615563826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMmcrGnjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/tJ9_2xSQp38/s320/programs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saturday, I had the complete honor to serve as a bridesmaid for an incredible friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uGmsrGnaI/AAAAAAAAAsE/r3GmEfvn8Rk/s1600-h/strong+sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155362197840764322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uGmsrGnaI/AAAAAAAAAsE/r3GmEfvn8Rk/s320/strong+sarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must first share how blessed I have been to know Sarah. You see, Sarah and I have developed quite the friendship over the course of a year or so. She has inspired me with her experience in missions. She has encouraged me as we talk about where life is leading. She has just taken the time to listen to anything I need to share. And I enjoy anytime we have together, whether it is talking over some good coffee or even traveling together. She is such a special person and God has blessed my life with her friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed both Chris and Sarah with the love they have for each other &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uHhcrGnbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dDnq2nWvwmA/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155363207158078898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uHhcrGnbI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dDnq2nWvwmA/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and many of us gathered together to celebrate that love. To see them together, is to see the great amount of love that exists. You see the respect they have for each other and how much they appreciate the uniqueness of one another. Chris has become a good friend to me and it has been such a pleasure getting to know him. With the compassion they have for others, I can only imagine the lives they will continue to touch with their love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in His presence...they were united!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155363387546705346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uHr8rGncI/AAAAAAAAAsU/W5c1OzCvla8/s320/service.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my beautiful friend for allowing us all the honor to be a part of this wonderful moment. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368648881643026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMeMrGnhI/AAAAAAAAAs8/zWX31BVOzB4/s320/getting+ready.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155364280899902930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uIf8rGndI/AAAAAAAAAsc/cIs4rlxJRBo/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368580162166274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMaMrGngI/AAAAAAAAAs0/zFIPAbRN-QU/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368739075956258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMjcrGniI/AAAAAAAAAtE/_ylhURanwRI/s320/message.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368876514909762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMrcrGnkI/AAAAAAAAAtU/L_52jAGVfsw/s320/toast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;May God continue to bless you two and your marriage!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155368520032624114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMWsrGnfI/AAAAAAAAAss/KFTlg7TwUFY/s320/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For He has such great plans for you! Love ya lots...M.E. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-141889267733722395?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/141889267733722395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=141889267733722395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/141889267733722395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/141889267733722395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-his-presence.html' title='In His Presence...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4uMmcrGnjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/tJ9_2xSQp38/s72-c/programs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6554834235967389831</id><published>2008-01-08T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:42.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk In The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4PGJcrGnXI/AAAAAAAAArs/dHQy5KqEpbM/s1600-h/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How easy the rain came. How fast it came and how hard it rained. Have you ever had those moments in life that just open your eyes and you know you will never be the same? Have you ever been acutely aware of how truly difficult it can be sometimes to say, no matter what is thrown at me I will not waiver in my walk with Christ? I will not retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we all face those times. We have those times that set us back, that make us question, that make us worry, that bring pain, that make us aware of just how human we are and how difficult life can be. So what do we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us retreat to a place where we feel safe, maybe build that wall around us that we tried so hard to finally break down. Some of us turn from what we know, question why we ever believed in the first place, and try to run for cover...to find protection from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I choose to walk...to walk in the rain. I choose to stay on my walk, vulnerable and open to Him.  I choose to walk, not run, but walk with God who leads me on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153180573497728402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4PGbcrGnZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7woIDM26COE/s400/rain.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And I find the peace walking in the rain...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6554834235967389831?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6554834235967389831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6554834235967389831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6554834235967389831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6554834235967389831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/walk-in-rain.html' title='A Walk In The Rain'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R4PGbcrGnZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/7woIDM26COE/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2756100262407451736</id><published>2008-01-03T07:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:42.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3z298rGnWI/AAAAAAAAArk/4d4Y1k1RYGo/s1600-h/snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151263617924373858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3z298rGnWI/AAAAAAAAArk/4d4Y1k1RYGo/s320/snow+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A beautiful welcome to 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2756100262407451736?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2756100262407451736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2756100262407451736&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2756100262407451736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2756100262407451736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3z298rGnWI/AAAAAAAAArk/4d4Y1k1RYGo/s72-c/snow+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3013409892682515168</id><published>2008-01-01T11:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T09:52:26.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 and Always...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year everyone! As I rang in the New Year with friends and family, I thought about what 2008 might be like...and the words to the following song filled my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, be my center&lt;br /&gt;Be my source, be my light, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, be my center&lt;br /&gt;Be my hope, be my song, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the fire in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Be the wind in these sails&lt;br /&gt;Be the reason that I live&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, be my vision&lt;br /&gt;Be my path, be my guide, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the next year holds, but I know with Christ in control I will be doing His will. Some important decisions have been made and I will follow where He leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May He be your center in 2008 and always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3013409892682515168?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3013409892682515168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3013409892682515168&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3013409892682515168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3013409892682515168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-and-always.html' title='2008 and Always...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7694246571670897332</id><published>2007-12-28T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:43.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3UYHMrGnSI/AAAAAAAAArE/qjAUAaB8Sk0/s1600-h/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3UYk8rGnUI/AAAAAAAAArU/UnnJr8rZDCQ/s1600-h/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048772009303362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3UYk8rGnUI/AAAAAAAAArU/UnnJr8rZDCQ/s200/world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the people who know me would categorize me as a pretty optimistic person, but I do understand reality. I may not understand all that is going on in the world around me, but I try. I was saddened by the assassination of Bhutto. It is the reminder of the violence people face every day. It is an example of the hate and fear that exists between people. Her life is one of the many that have been taken violently. And yet, the question posed by reporters on the story is, how are "we" affected by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about the simple fact that violence is terrorizing the world? How about the simple fact that fear is a part of many people's lives on a daily basis? How about the simple fact that others are suffering, dying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but be affected by this and refuse to close my eyes to any of it. So I continue learning about all that is going on and continue to ask, what can I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7694246571670897332?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7694246571670897332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7694246571670897332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7694246571670897332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7694246571670897332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/open-eyes.html' title='Open Eyes'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3UYk8rGnUI/AAAAAAAAArU/UnnJr8rZDCQ/s72-c/world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-508257684298743057</id><published>2007-12-26T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:44.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of You</title><content type='html'>As wonderful as the gifts were and as delicious as the food was, I can honestly say that those won't be my Christmas memories. You know that old saying...giving is better than receiving? I can't help but wonder what it would be like if people took that phrase past the simple idea of gifts...to the giving of oneself. Because it was during those moments that the spirit of Christmas was seen and enjoyed! See for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148295958731594946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3Jr5crGnMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ClZNU_Gn6lo/s320/reading.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148296044630940882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3Jr-crGnNI/AAAAAAAAAqc/VM_7ffehEb0/s320/feeding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148296426883030242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3JsUsrGnOI/AAAAAAAAAqk/4M-h8iA_fEk/s320/cornhole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148296624451525874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3JsgMrGnPI/AAAAAAAAAqs/uaUpev31t2I/s320/cooking.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148297028178451714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3Js3srGnQI/AAAAAAAAAq0/R6a2x2Xy01g/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148297277286554898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3JtGMrGnRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qDmliM_uFfs/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your gift to others?&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/17956749-508257684298743057?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/508257684298743057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=508257684298743057&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/508257684298743057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/508257684298743057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/gift-of-you.html' title='The Gift of You'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R3Jr5crGnMI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ClZNU_Gn6lo/s72-c/reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6994317449071241806</id><published>2007-12-21T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T08:46:03.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Little Longer</title><content type='html'>There was a moment last night where I was sitting on the couch talking with Jackie who was sharing some funny stories of her children, watching Carrie who was being surrounded by the kids as they threw their toys all around her, and hearing Jess who was running around the house while being a great hostess at the same time. I sat there surrounded by all of this and thought to myself...just a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was almost time for them to leave, but I just wanted to continue to enjoy my time with these ladies and their adorable families...just a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met in college and our friendship continues to grow. I love catching up with these friends, and of course tasting their delicious food as they all definitely know how to cook and bake!!! How lucky am I? I love how the love and appreciation we have for each other allows our friendship to flourish...just a little longer...and longer...and longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the time you have is spent in such moments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6994317449071241806?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6994317449071241806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6994317449071241806&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6994317449071241806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6994317449071241806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-little-longer.html' title='Just a Little Longer'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3753431459392606290</id><published>2007-12-17T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:44.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek Him Fervently...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R2aIFsrGnLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Seh2eKmDfao/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144949255790042290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R2aIFsrGnLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Seh2eKmDfao/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple of days ago I took the chance of being honest with some close friends of mine about a restlessness that I have been feeling. Being able to share this with them has been more helpful than expected. I was honest with myself. I was honest with them. And most of all I was finally honest with God about the fears that hold me back from truly listening to Him. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seek Him fervently was something that was shared with me. It is a message that I have been thinking about lately. How easy those fears crept in and grabbed a hold of me. How easy doubt set in. Why? Because I stopped seeking God in all parts of my life...in every moment. I tried to compartmentali&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R2aH-crGnKI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Qtln6jlTdN0/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ze Him, seeking Him only in certain parts of my life, calling on Him only when I face big decisions or when I finally realize I can't do it alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is time to seek God fervently in all of life's steps. It is time to passionately seek Him and listen to Him. It is time for Him to exist in all areas of life leaving no room for fear and doubt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and where He leads...I will follow&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/17956749-3753431459392606290?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3753431459392606290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3753431459392606290&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3753431459392606290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3753431459392606290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/seek-him-fervently.html' title='Seek Him Fervently...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R2aIFsrGnLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Seh2eKmDfao/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8296006973168889742</id><published>2007-12-11T07:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:15:53.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Gillbillys:</title><content type='html'>December 11, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Gillbillys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to you out of respect from one coach to another. I have received valuable information that affects your team. And to be fair, I must share this privileged information with you. I thought long and hard whether or not to tell you this as we are competitors this week in the playoffs. But I know you would show the same respect if you were in my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been reports that your quarterback, Tom Brady, is tired of carrying your team. I am sorry to say that he believes that he is your team and it is due to him that you have made it to the top of the league. To show his importance, he has discussed the option of not performing up to his full potentional this week...causing your team to lose. He believes this will allow all to see how important he is to the team. As a coach myself, I find that mindset highly disturbing and would fully support and respect your decision to bench him in this upcoming matchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you luck this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;DC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8296006973168889742?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8296006973168889742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8296006973168889742&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8296006973168889742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8296006973168889742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/dear-gillbillys.html' title='Dear Gillbillys:'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1853175661439628178</id><published>2007-12-10T07:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:12:05.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let the Giving Begin"...</title><content type='html'>I recently saw an ad from Target with the slogan "Let the Giving Begin" and couldn't help but think about how true that message is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of love be given to those who have hate and anger in their hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of friendship be given to those who feel alone and separated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of compassion be given to those who are just trying to survive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of hope be given to those facing dispair or life's challenges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of encouragement and support be given to those who need a helping hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the gift of God be given and shared with all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let the Giving Begin"...and let the giving CONTINUE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Thessalonians 3:12 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;May the Lord make your love increase and overflow for each other and for everyone else, just as ours does for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1853175661439628178?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1853175661439628178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1853175661439628178&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1853175661439628178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1853175661439628178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-giving-begin.html' title='&quot;Let the Giving Begin&quot;...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4392067730846575147</id><published>2007-12-06T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:45.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed By Another Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1Qo5cGKpVI/AAAAAAAAApg/hg4Vv-2C7QM/s1600-R/rolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139778041996289362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1Qo5cGKpVI/AAAAAAAAApg/o0JBsNuxJZ8/s200/rolly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QoccGKpTI/AAAAAAAAApQ/HEtsLINjYqs/s1600-R/wonder+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my wonderful sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is turning 28 this week, though she looks 17 most of the time ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being her twin has been wonderful as it is such a compliment when I am mistaken as her. Though she has grown into an incredible woman, a loving mother, and a loyal friend...I look at her and still see my little sis ;). &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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1Qo1MGKpUI/AAAAAAAAApY/kawJ0qt7jGs/s1600-R/wonder+woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139777968981845314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1Qo1MGKpUI/AAAAAAAAApY/B5kgSriA25M/s200/wonder+woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see my little sis who would always get me into trouble with her creative ideas...like the time we got our garlic bread stuck to the ceiling during a dinner party, or the tim&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QoKcGKpSI/AAAAAAAAApI/VkfH8vSdo0I/s1600-R/rolly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e she taught me how to draw on the back of the seats in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see my little sis who always makes me la&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QpMMGKpXI/AAAAAAAAApw/mjyAjb9Hwp8/s1600-R/dolphins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139778364118836594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QpMMGKpXI/AAAAAAAAApw/4RrDWfV-Rnw/s200/dolphins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ugh...like the time she answered the phone with my name, forgetting who she was for a brief second, or the time she stopped not once, but twice on a major highway that we have traveled on many times because she confused the signal poles that have the flashing red lights as railroad crossing warnings. Did I mention that there have never been any railroad tracks on this highway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QpGcGKpWI/AAAAAAAAApo/O6irdrL71Rs/s1600-R/hike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139778265334588770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1QpGcGKpWI/AAAAAAAAApo/V_fPDYGAZII/s200/hike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I see my little sis who always looks for the best in people, who never gives up on me, who is an example of a life focused on Christ. She lives a life of love always looking at how she can reach out to others... like the many times she gives anonymously, the times she listens to me and encourages me, the times she gives of herself to help better a life, to show God's love. I may be older by 60 whole seconds ;), but my little sis has taught me so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have been blessed with another year of her love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday sis! It is such a pleasure to share my birthday with you and I am blessed to have known you for 28 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4392067730846575147?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4392067730846575147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4392067730846575147&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4392067730846575147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4392067730846575147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/12/blessed-by-another-year.html' title='Blessed By Another Year...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R1Qo5cGKpVI/AAAAAAAAApg/o0JBsNuxJZ8/s72-c/rolly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-9168531248214789377</id><published>2007-11-28T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:05:00.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>It was one of those mornings when I wish I had my camera. On my drive to work, the sun was rising casting a red tone on the clouds that filled the sky. As I past a pond, the reflection was incredible as it looked like the water was on fire. God's beautiful creation was reflecting on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but wonder, what is being reflected in me? Am I letting God's love and work in me be seen, or is it being blocked by my own pride and selfishness...my doubts and fears...my own desires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my reflection? What do people see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that, like that water, His work and love can be seen and done through me...that He be my reflection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-9168531248214789377?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/9168531248214789377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=9168531248214789377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9168531248214789377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/9168531248214789377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3108066113126171322</id><published>2007-11-26T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:45.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Planes</title><content type='html'>Today is a great day! Why? Because later today I will be picking my lovely sister and her family up at the airport. They will probably come back with tans from the warm sun they have experienced the past few days and arrive with some great stories of their trip. I can't wait to get a huge hug from my niece and see my cutie nephew smile. Yes, it has only been a few days, but I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something so wonderful about airports...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is all the good memories...Like the time when Dina took me to the airport, but we arrived a bit early and my flight was delayed. I couldn't have asked for a better time with my roommate. She stayed the entire time which was about 4 hours or more. But we talked and laughed and she really calmed my nerves as I was getting ready to take a life changing trip. To this day, we still recall that memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is about the people and stories. Somehow airports and planes make you break your comfort zone, and talk to people. You find out where people are heading, what they do for a living, and just find out some interesting things. You get to watch kids press against the windows to watch the planes, passengers sleeping in those comfortable chairs waiting to hear that their plane will not be delayed once again, and just the welcoming of family and friends when those arrive at their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is just wandering around the airport, seeing all th&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0saQkudH9I/AAAAAAAAAoo/bSeJpk7sTZU/s1600-h/staff+profile+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e destinations and thinking to myself...hmmm...maybe one day I will travel there...maybe one day I will just come to the airport, find an interesting destination, and just go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0sai0udH-I/AAAAAAAAAow/57ErVMKTS-w/s1600-h/staff+profile+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137228985517547490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0sai0udH-I/AAAAAAAAAow/57ErVMKTS-w/s200/staff+profile+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that today... that plane...at that airport...will bring my family back to me and that is wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3108066113126171322?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3108066113126171322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3108066113126171322&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3108066113126171322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3108066113126171322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/planes.html' title='Planes'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0sai0udH-I/AAAAAAAAAow/57ErVMKTS-w/s72-c/staff+profile+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-743763827004697357</id><published>2007-11-25T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:55:19.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A "little" Competition...</title><content type='html'>Okay everyone...it is the battle of all battles. Will it be close? Who will come out victorious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here waiting patiently, cheering on my players and watching anxiously as points begin to increase. I know my sister is in Florida, trying to enjoy her vacation, but is nervous as she watches the games, wondering if this is the week that my players will out score hers. Will she be taken down by a team that is in desperate need of another win this season, but is actually pretty crippled with injuries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck sis! When I win, that will just give you another reason to look up to your older and wiser sister ;0. I have learned a lot in that extra 60 seconds of life ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest of you ladies...good luck to you as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sign off with one parting phrase, even though it has been difficult to say this year..."Go Bears!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-743763827004697357?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/743763827004697357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=743763827004697357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/743763827004697357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/743763827004697357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-competition.html' title='A &quot;little&quot; Competition...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7853345214298910126</id><published>2007-11-21T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:01:55.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful!</title><content type='html'>Surprised at the title?  Probably not.  But I am not here to write about all the wonderful times in my life or the amazing relationships I am very thankful for.  As you know, I am definitely blessed!  But instead I am here to say that I am truly thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the storms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the storms and challenges I have and will face in life.  Those moments where I am stripped bare to see the One who is and will always be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for those times when I finally realize that I can't do things on my own, and instead find courage, comfort, and hope in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for the storms that humble me, challenge me, change me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit here and listen to the rain pounding outside...longing to be out there...just thankful for the storms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7853345214298910126?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7853345214298910126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7853345214298910126&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7853345214298910126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7853345214298910126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-4457591714112818427</id><published>2007-11-20T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:11:16.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged...</title><content type='html'>...And normally I don't do these kinds of things, but it is a two and a half workday week for me, so why not!...  Let me see, five things about me that you may or may not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I want to be a missionary.  But I let doubts and fears sink in and I begin to question if I could really be used in this capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I love learning!!!  I could be a full time student if it weren't so expensive.  I love listening to different ideas and thoughts, researching, and just growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I really enjoy classical/jazz music, especially attending the symphony and or jazz concerts.  I believe it is because it brings back so many great memories with my parents.  There is nothing like watching musicians perform and listening to all they create!  And on the other side of that, there is nothing like a great game at a stadium surrounded by fans.  I think in both cases, the energy is just incredible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Relationships are very important to me.  There are no lines or differences between friends and family.  My friends are included as part of my family and I love connecting with new people and just building on other relationships as well.  I think we all are connected in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I still don't know my way around Lake Wawasee!  Or...any other parts of Northern Indiana really ;).  So needless to say, I am not the best with directions.  Did I mention that I have lived up here for over three years now?!?  So if you see me driving around in circles or it looks like I am lost, just point me in the right direction ;). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I am slow at getting this done compared to my sister who already tagged those I would have tagged, I am still going to refer you to them...Ang, Dina, and Melanie.  I figured since we are twins, that is acceptable ;).  Ha!  So many benefits to being a twin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-4457591714112818427?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/4457591714112818427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=4457591714112818427&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4457591714112818427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/4457591714112818427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-8956174027751576691</id><published>2007-11-19T07:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:46.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditional...Not Even Close!</title><content type='html'>We piled into the car and began the journey to visit the parents and to celebrate Thanksgiving. The car was full of family, of excitement, of happiness, and even a dog, but was missing something important that would not be discovered until later. You see, just outside of Indy, Jess and Amos realized that they did not bring their luggage. Yes, they had packed everything else and left their bags at home. With a quick stop at a store to pick up the essentials for making it through the weekend, we were back on track and on our way to mom and dad's. We arrived safely and were greeted by mom and dad who were anxious to spend the rest of the night entertaining the grandchildren. They are spoiled...okay, just like us. We stayed up late talking and just catching up until we couldn't stay awake any longer. I was lucky enough to sleep downstairs on the couch where I was woken up every 15 minutes by a chiming clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But atleast I always new what time it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning came as the girls once again piled into the car to drive back to Indy to pick up my niece, Rhi. On the way back we made various important stops to shop and get coffee. Upon returning home, we realized that Grace was pretty sick, dad was still feeling weak, and Tyler was teething. We did our best to take care of all of them all while making the non-traditional Thanksgiving feast. We had a nice roast, mashed potatoes (made by rhi!), corn, gree&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZGkudH6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/cnjH6-j1pmQ/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134553388395863970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZGkudH6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/cnjH6-j1pmQ/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n beans, biscuits (because the dinner rolls were still frozen), and salad. Not to mention the delicious display of pumpkin pie and pecan pie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I opted for a few spoon fulls of cookie dough instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZRUudH7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YNd_yaiCIsY/s1600-h/grace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134553573079457714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZRUudH7I/AAAAAAAAAoY/YNd_yaiCIsY/s320/grace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although, our brother and nephew weren't able to join us, the table was still full of family and great conversation. We spent the rest of the night playing dominos and kind of making up the rules as we went along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Amos stayed with Grace, since she was still sick, and the rest of us went to church. It was another wonderful service and once again mom's words touched my heart. We made our way back to mom and dad's house, packed up the car...making sure we had everything, just in time to have a quick visit with my brother and nephew who came to pick up Rhi, before taking off on the drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was another great visit and wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have the turkey and stuffing. We had to care for three out of eight people. We were missing two important family members. But we were together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was with family! We spent most of the time laughing and just enjoying being together once again! I don't think you could have asked for a better Thanksgiving! Thank you God for such great time together and great relationships! Thank you mom and dad for hosting it and for spoiling us as you always do! Thank you Rhi for coming to hang out with us this weekend. We always have a great time with you! Thank you Jess and Amos for driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134553628914032578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZUkudH8I/AAAAAAAAAog/3kANBy350A8/s320/potato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you all for the love that was shared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-8956174027751576691?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/8956174027751576691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=8956174027751576691&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8956174027751576691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/8956174027751576691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/traditionalnot-even-close.html' title='Traditional...Not Even Close!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/R0GZGkudH6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/cnjH6-j1pmQ/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6989391811150861931</id><published>2007-11-14T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:28:37.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining</title><content type='html'>Who I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read recently that people are maturing much later in life because they are spending so much time trying out their many assumed roles and just filling their lives with “busyness”…All for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have become a society that stresses the importance of finding ourselves, who we are.  Yet, we have parameters on that definition…education, careers, hobbies, accomplishments, memberships, likes and dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, one of my co-workers thought it would be good to let the community know who we are through a small profile on each staff member in our upcoming newsletters.  We were asked to answer several questions, including the following…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job Title:&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;Future Dreams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But does that really define me?  I am tired of trying to fit into a box of achievements.  Aren’t we making it too hard and too complicated, running from one thing to another so we can keep adding things to our list of who we are?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Christ is within us, working through us, shouldn’t we just simply be…love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6989391811150861931?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6989391811150861931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6989391811150861931&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6989391811150861931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6989391811150861931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/defining.html' title='Defining'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-5383420844129819695</id><published>2007-11-12T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:40:49.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Release...</title><content type='html'>I read the scriptures, but am I really open to Your Word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray, but am I really listening to You or just talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around, but am I really taking the time to notice You in everything…in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To release my own desires to see Yours, to release my distractions to see You, to release all that I am still holding on to, my fears, my selfishness, my insecurities, to see only You…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To release me so that You can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To confidently say…”I am ALL Yours!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colossians 3:1-2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-5383420844129819695?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/5383420844129819695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=5383420844129819695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5383420844129819695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/5383420844129819695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/release.html' title='Release...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-3754723237714236063</id><published>2007-11-11T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:53:08.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Work Ahead...</title><content type='html'>So Friday I returned from another great visit to Indianapolis. Basically, I was there for two days for our annual fall grantmakers alliance conference and it was incredible. It not only was great to get to know two other co-workers better, but it always wonderful joining together with other grantmakers to learn. We all have so much passion, to harnass that in one building is just very moving. I know I came away with many great ideas to incorporate into my work and life in order to better the community. Some left the conference seeing their new tasks as more work, but to me and the rest of the staff that attended, we see everything as opportunities and are very excited for the work ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to start than to spend the next morning cleaning up the highway. A group of us literally put up the bright orange "Road Work Ahead" signs, put on our even brighter orange vests, and began picking up trash along the side of the road Saturday morning. It was a beautiful day and a great start to the day. Who wouldn't want to spend a nice fall day outside?....picking up trash ;)? Besides, I even found a nice present for my roommate! I know she appreciated the gift :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a wonderful weekend and are excited for the great opportunities that are just waiting for you to take hold of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  Great cap to the weekend...Bears win!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-3754723237714236063?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/3754723237714236063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=3754723237714236063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3754723237714236063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/3754723237714236063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/road-work-ahead.html' title='Road Work Ahead...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6277568472211761119</id><published>2007-11-07T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T13:01:47.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Willing"</title><content type='html'>Last night I read 1Chronicles 28:9 and couldn't help but begin to think about the words "willing mind". I have heard over and over again the importance of a devoted heart, but willing mind? What does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought more about this, so many ideas crossed my mind. I thought of the many times when my mind was distracted in worship. I thought of the many times I just went through particular actions in life because I felt I had to or it just seemed like something I was supposed to do. When you give your life to Christ, shouldn't it be all of you..not just the heart...but your hands, your feet...your mind? Shouldn't you have a mind that is anxious to know God and eager to serve Him? "Willing"...it encompasses so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a willing mind?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6277568472211761119?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6277568472211761119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6277568472211761119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6277568472211761119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6277568472211761119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/willing.html' title='&quot;Willing&quot;'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-900842649342826704</id><published>2007-11-05T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T08:21:16.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to...</title><content type='html'>Danny: For hosting a wonderful bonfire and hayride for a group of us Friday night! It was a lot of fun and can anything be better than sitting around a bonfire with friends on a beautiful fall night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dina: For being an amazing roommate and great friend. I enjoyed our time together on Saturday as we watched movies and just took advantage of the time when we were actually home at the same time! I especially loved laughing with you as we watched Grace slide down the slide in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friends: No names can be shared, but you know who you are. Thank you for the wonderful gift you shared Sunday. I had a great time with you and your generosity really touched my heart. I hope you know just how special you are to me and to so many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and Family of Sarah: For the bridal shower was a lot of fun and it is wonderful to see all those in her life who care for and love her and Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and Amos: For all the times you invite me over to spend time with your family!!! Especially the opportunity to watch the Colts Patriots game.  Though the outcome wasn't the one that we were hoping for, it was great watching it with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I had a wonderful weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-900842649342826704?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/900842649342826704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=900842649342826704&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/900842649342826704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/900842649342826704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks-to.html' title='Thanks to...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2459366221523081860</id><published>2007-11-01T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:04:19.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!</title><content type='html'>I have been buried in proposals today! No matter how many I go through, the pile seems to remain unchanged. So I continue to press on. While working hard, a co-worker enters my office unnoticed. I am so caught up in my work, that I don't even realize she is standing right infront of me. She waits patiently for me to see her and thankfully I did. Because she needed to talk. She is facing a difficult time and just needs someone to listen, to see her. So I stopped! I stopped working! I stopped worrying about what I need to get done or how much I have left to do. I stopped thinking about myself and opened my eyes and heart to her. I listened. I prayed. I hope she felt noticed, heard, and held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is standing infront of you?...Have you stopped today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2459366221523081860?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2459366221523081860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2459366221523081860&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2459366221523081860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2459366221523081860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/11/stop.html' title='Stop!'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-6449486895002212497</id><published>2007-10-30T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:47.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>62+ Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc4rfDCLSI/AAAAAAAAAng/swKovQwgNYY/s1600-h/youth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129020504354082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="174" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc4rfDCLSI/AAAAAAAAAng/swKovQwgNYY/s320/youth.jpg" width="255" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I departed Friday night with a group of youth to Alabama! At the Foundation I have the priveledge of working with what is referred to as a youthpod. Our youthpod is known as PULSE of Noble County. The group of youth work together to serve the community, whether it be through grants or through their time...and talents. And discovering our talents was the theme of the retreat hosted by the Alabama youthpod. It was a weekend of wonderful speakers, of encouragement, of passion, of service, and growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I lived on coffee the entire weekend as sleep was not an option, or wasn't really built into the agenda. But it was all worth it. It is a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc43_DCLTI/AAAAAAAAAno/d_UyhJvaIak/s1600-h/chalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129235252718898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc43_DCLTI/AAAAAAAAAno/d_UyhJvaIak/s320/chalk.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lways exciting to not only grow personally and learn, but to watch youth really begin to understand what they have to offer this world...how they can reach out to others. Many of you work with youth or have in the past, and know exactly what I am trying to say...to see them learn, to see them grow, to see their pa&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5IvDCLUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ouZdgo6w-68/s1600-h/pulse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129523015527746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5IvDCLUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ouZdgo6w-68/s320/pulse.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ssion...there is nothing like it! Basically, the retreat was a wonderful opportunity to see people come together to learn how they can better serve others, and that was encouraging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5SfDCLVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/O0LUP6jmAkI/s1600-h/pillows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129690519252306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5SfDCLVI/AAAAAAAAAn4/O0LUP6jmAkI/s320/pillows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are many moments I could share, the lessons learned, the messages spoken, but it was action that I will remember the most. Action! It was the time when we spread across Huntsville Alabama to serve. I visited Huntsville Hospital and worked with the foundation by making pillows for patients, and decorating pumpkins for the nurses stations. Delivering th&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5ZPDCLWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Zfg4IkFpD9w/s1600-h/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129806483369314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5ZPDCLWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Zfg4IkFpD9w/s320/pumpkin.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ese items made many people smile and brought us into some really good conversations with the patients. There was a connection made between people, strangers, and that was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5gvDCLXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/bBus_lWvtus/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127129935332388210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc5gvDCLXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/bBus_lWvtus/s320/hospital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weekend ended too quickly as we collected our luggage and made our way to our buses for the long drive back, but I know the students from PULSE not only grew as a group, but individually. I know I came away with something new. I don't know exactly how our new knowledge will be used, but I know that we all will take what we have learned to reach out to others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62+ hours of service and learning...and I'm ready to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-6449486895002212497?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/6449486895002212497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=6449486895002212497&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6449486895002212497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/6449486895002212497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/62-hours.html' title='62+ Hours'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/Ryc4rfDCLSI/AAAAAAAAAng/swKovQwgNYY/s72-c/youth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7120327007728947151</id><published>2007-10-24T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T09:12:17.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BE...</title><content type='html'>Last night I read 1 Chronicles 22: 11-13: David's words to his son Solomon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, my son, the LORD be with you, and may you have success and build the house of the LORD your God, as he said you would. May the LORD give you discretion and understanding when he puts you in command over Israel, so that you may keep the law of the LORD your God. Then you will have success if you are careful to observe the decrees and laws that the LORD gave Moses for Israel. Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I hide?  Why do I put things off, scared to take that next step...afraid of what I may be called to do?  Why do I doubt?  The real question is...Where am I putting my security?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be honest here...Do I find my security in the things I own, afraid of where I would be without them?  Yes.  Do I find my security in the relationships in my life, scared of losing them, of losing that closeness and support?  Yes.  Do I find my security in myself, staying in the limits of what I know I can handle?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I doubt...I fear...I hide...because my security is not where it needs to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the hands of the One who has been with me always, the One who has brought me success, the One who has held me during the difficult times, the One who wants me to put all my faith and security in Him so that I can be free to BE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE strong and courageous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE used by Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE free to take that next step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to BE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7120327007728947151?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7120327007728947151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7120327007728947151&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7120327007728947151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7120327007728947151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/be.html' title='BE...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7952587814465228261</id><published>2007-10-21T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:49.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such A Thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as a good problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I made my way to Northwood this morning, I found myself caught in a line of traffic. There was a mass of people who came to help with the cleanup. And as stressed as I am sure the organizers were with the overload, more than they could accomodate, I can't help but be glad that this was the problem that occured...many people...many people who came to give of their time...many people who came to help out a community...many people who were willing to work hard for those in need. It was a sight that I was glad to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After realizing that it wouldn't quite be feasible to work through the volunteer effort being organized from the high school, a group of us headed to where we knew help was needed. We ended up spending our time at Phil's and then worked our way to Rudy's. We battled corn stalks, thorns, etc...to pick up pieces reminding us just how powerful this tornado was. There was a lot of insulation, siding, roof shingles, even a cabinet door, and a yellow slide all spread across the fields. All the other stuff collected was twisted and bent and broken causing it to be unidentifiable scraps. As I worked my way through the fields, I looked up to see a neigborhood where the houses were either missing a part of their roof, missing their second floor, or just completely destroyed and I realized that though this was a great showing of volunteers, I hoped that the giving spirit continues as it is only the beginning for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge thanks for all of you who showed up today, and let's continue to reach out to those in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures taken from camera phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia working hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908645909573618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvHxAz-L_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/786BQkridBE/s320/alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jess is so strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908723218984962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvH1gz-MAI/AAAAAAAAAmo/j8nJ2V70E2Y/s320/jess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Beginning to collect stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908813413298194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvH6wz-MBI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Uzsd4WvEFnA/s320/trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loading a pile we gathered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908869247873058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvH-Az-MCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/oXad70j5S98/s320/group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Caught in the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908929377415218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvIBgz-MDI/AAAAAAAAAnA/rQRy2clBrQg/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of the smaller metal piles we collected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123908985211990082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvIEwz-MEI/AAAAAAAAAnI/xLsHcTV6BCA/s320/metal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7952587814465228261?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7952587814465228261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7952587814465228261&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7952587814465228261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7952587814465228261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-there-such-thing.html' title='Is There Such A Thing...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxvHxAz-L_I/AAAAAAAAAmg/786BQkridBE/s72-c/alicia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-7721408957353298321</id><published>2007-10-19T07:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:21:28.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>Just sitting here thinking about the friends I know and the many others who were affected by the storms last night. If anyone knows of any volunteer efforts being formed in the Nappanee area or any surrounding areas, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-7721408957353298321?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/7721408957353298321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=7721408957353298321&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7721408957353298321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/7721408957353298321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1572523228378855128</id><published>2007-10-18T14:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T15:06:31.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...</title><content type='html'>A small dog who has been here all day jumps into the lap of the repair man fixing the dishwasher. Pictures are shared of staff members participating in our organization's olympics. A conversation takes place about sending someone to Tajikistan. And the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not a dream, but another "average" day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was little I thought I wanted to be a teacher... Someone needs to start teaching kids about the adventurous field of nonprofit work ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1572523228378855128?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1572523228378855128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1572523228378855128&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1572523228378855128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1572523228378855128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-day.html' title='Another day...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-1234581526901179164</id><published>2007-10-15T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:25:50.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Learned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD1Az-L3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/_cvOWmmeqhU/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121933991745564530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD1Az-L3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/_cvOWmmeqhU/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yesterday I spent some amazing time with some friends of mine in Chicago. We caught the train in south bend and made our way to the windy city...no real plans, just to explore and of course eat ;).&lt;br /&gt;On the way the four of us, Jess, Alicia, Jessica, and I talked about how excited we were to be spending time together in Chicago. We occupied our time on the train watching all the different people, cheering on the Bears fans with their jerseys and painted faces, and even booing the viking fans...just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD8Qz-L4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/_4LEGkcQVjk/s1600-h/directions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121934116299616130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD8Qz-L4I/AAAAAAAAAlo/_4LEGkcQVjk/s320/directions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Navigating our way around Chicago made the trip very interesting especially during the morning rain. After several attempts to get directions to any restaurant as we were starving (attempts that included asking complete strangers and even reading some city guides we found in a bookstore), we stumbled into a wonderful place to eat....Pizano's! Not only was the food good with&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD_wz-L5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/ofp6Q0ERyvQ/s1600-h/guides.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121934176429158290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD_wz-L5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/ofp6Q0ERyvQ/s320/guides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our deep dish pizza, cheese bread, and brushetta, but there were three tv's in which to watch the Bears Viking game...which any sports fan knows, watching a Bears game surrounded by many other Bears fans makes the game even more entertaining. Did I mention how good the food was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTEXQz-L8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/J3FVeY0_Z24/s1600-h/bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121934580156084162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTEXQz-L8I/AAAAAAAAAmI/J3FVeY0_Z24/s320/bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the rest of the day walking around, going in and out of stores, buying some Christmas presents, and just enjoying the perfect temperatures and the great company, of course finishing our day at the Cheesecake Factory for some delicious dessert!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day trip to Chicago was a lot of fun and educational as well....For this is what I learned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess is very good with directions as she states, "I know the Cheesecake Factory is by a building"...very helpful Jess ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica is very easy going as she says something along the lines of...I will eat with dirty silverware as long as it is only dirty on the handle. She is so accomodating ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia has probably the greatest style I have ever seen as indicated in the following picture! Breathtaking right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121934657465495506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTEbwz-L9I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QsXCwQnYCHw/s320/style.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I learned just how much fun I can have with these ladies...getting lost in the rain...doing nothing, but laughing the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121934820674252770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTElQz-L-I/AAAAAAAAAmY/GlnFlgDfCoA/s320/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-1234581526901179164?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/1234581526901179164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=1234581526901179164&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1234581526901179164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/1234581526901179164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-i-learned.html' title='What I Learned...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HigXbP9YUPk/RxTD1Az-L3I/AAAAAAAAAlg/_cvOWmmeqhU/s72-c/girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17956749.post-2435315113507721982</id><published>2007-10-11T07:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:57:07.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Far...</title><content type='html'>Things are always changing...relationships...plans...life in general. Sometimes there are small changes that we may not even notice. Other times the changes can seem a bit overwhelming. Lately a lot of big changes have been taking place in my life. And it is just all becoming more than I can handle, it seems. I begin to question what is going on. I begin to get anxious and restless. I try to hold on to the familiarity of what used to be...and fight what is. I'm not ready...what next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then last night I read 1Chronicles 17:16. And I begin to embrace the changes. Why? Because I am not alone. I shouldn't be so comfortable in this world, focused on this world and my life that I lose focus on the One who has brought me this far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been with me through every change and has blessed me greatly through it all, so why continue to fight change, instead it is time to embrace it...to embrace Him...looking forward to all that is and is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1Chronicles 17:16&lt;br /&gt;Then King David went in and sat before the LORD, and he said: "Who am I, O LORD God, and what is my family, that you have brought me this far?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17956749-2435315113507721982?l=keepthefaith3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/feeds/2435315113507721982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17956749&amp;postID=2435315113507721982&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2435315113507721982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17956749/posts/default/2435315113507721982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keepthefaith3.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-far.html' title='This Far...'/><author><name>jenn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637267733499125648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
