<?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-5861124657733481077</id><updated>2012-02-13T13:33:43.076-06:00</updated><category term='Sign Language'/><title type='text'>Sign4Jesus</title><subtitle type='html'>Desiring To Be A Light For Jesus</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5228190700580738091</id><published>2011-10-26T22:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:18:05.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP, LOOK AND LISTEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have to say turning 40 really became a great milestone for me. I finally learned to&amp;nbsp;STOP, LOOK&amp;nbsp;and LISTEN. That is, STOP the busyness of life and schedules, LOOK at all the beauty of Abba's creation in my life&amp;nbsp;and LISTEN to His heart and the heart of those I hold precious in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I find in doing this I am truly treasuring moments I never did before. Driving down the road noticing all the beauty of the trees changing colors and as I drive, the leaves fall onto my car as I pass under the beauty of colors and inside my heart I smile and say Abba is throwing me a party. I am finding there is so much unspoken to learn in His creation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's truly the little things in life that means the most to your children, family (church and biological) and friends. I am so thankful to stop, look and listen in life's moments to&amp;nbsp;spend time with those closest to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I have learn to let go and forgive myself for not being perfect and know I AM WORTHY and ALTOGETHER BEAUTIFUL without any doubts. I let go of the past, embrace the moment and expect His best for my future... and I also learned to paint.&amp;nbsp; Tonight we didn't go to church and it felt good to be together as a family and simply paint. Ministry does begin at home. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blessings my friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STOP LOOK AND LISTEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Odvjz5EzVHU/TqjI8gArdNI/AAAAAAAAClQ/Su91e4nuIHo/s1600/103_2381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Odvjz5EzVHU/TqjI8gArdNI/AAAAAAAAClQ/Su91e4nuIHo/s320/103_2381.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/5861124657733481077-5228190700580738091?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5228190700580738091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5228190700580738091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5228190700580738091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5228190700580738091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/10/stop-look-and-listen.html' title='STOP, LOOK AND LISTEN!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Odvjz5EzVHU/TqjI8gArdNI/AAAAAAAAClQ/Su91e4nuIHo/s72-c/103_2381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1651573192763452126</id><published>2011-09-27T13:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:58:57.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Preaching to Yourself?</title><content type='html'>I am reading a book I actually bought for my husband for Father's Day. I see now I bought it for me and didn't know it. The book is Sun Stand Still by Steven Furtick. It was only $10.50 at Church of the Highland's bookstore but it's value is priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share with you a portion of it. I hope it blesses you. Leading up to this point the author is saying speaking the Word isn't just for preachers and Bible heroes. If you want to walk in audacious faith and I believe we all do, you have to get really good at preaching God's Word to yourself because you may not always have people around you to motivate you and encourage you... And in those moments you can open God's Word and remind yourself of the truth. You may not feel competent to preach to yourself or know where to get started but below is a compilation of biblical principles to get started that can be applied to your daily life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twelve Audacious Faith Confession&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am fully forgiven and free form all shame and condemnation. - Romans 8:1-2; Ephesians 1:7-8; 1 John 1:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I act in audacious faith to change the world in my generation. - Joshua 10:12-14; John 14:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have no fear or anxiety; I trust in the Lord with all my heart. - Proverbs 3:5-6; Philippians 4:6-7; 1 Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am able to fulfill the calling God has placed in my life. - Exodus 3:9-12; Psalm 57:2; Colossians 1:24-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am fully resourced to do everything God has called me to do. - Deuteronomy 8:18; Luke 6:38; Philippians 4:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have no insecurity, because I see myself the way God sees me. - Genesis 1:26-27; Psalm 139:13-16; Ephesians 5:25-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am faithful spouse (if you're single, you can slip future in there) and a godly parent- our family is blessed. - Deuteronomy 6:6-9; Ephesians 5:22-25; Colossians 3:18-19; I Peter 3:1-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I am completely whole-physically mentally, and emotionally. - Psalm 103:1-5; Matthew 8:16-17; 2 Corinthians 5:17; 1 Peter 2:24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am increasing in influence and favor for the kingdom of God. - Genesis 45:4-8; 1 Samuel 2:26; Acts 2:37-47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I am enabled to walk in the sacrificial love of Christ. - 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17; 1 John 3:16; 4:9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I have the wisdom of the Lord concerning every decision I make. - 2 Chronicles 1:7-12; Proverbs 2:6; Ecclesiastes 2:26; James 1:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am protected form all harm and evil in Jesus' name. - Genesis 50:20; Psalm 3: 1-3; Thessalonians 3:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, from the book - "How much difference would it make in our lives if we would preach these realities to ourselves" Let's resolve now to preach God's Word in our own hearts daily, emphatically, convincingly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE8uGQEHAxk/ToIcRL4erMI/AAAAAAAAClM/VXCnzdb7vbU/s1600/Sun_Stand_Still.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE8uGQEHAxk/ToIcRL4erMI/AAAAAAAAClM/VXCnzdb7vbU/s320/Sun_Stand_Still.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How true is this. Preach to yourself and therefore your message will be clear and heard as you walk this out. So get ready to preach to yourself. He is always for you...always loves you unconditionally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-1651573192763452126?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1651573192763452126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1651573192763452126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1651573192763452126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1651573192763452126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-preaching-to-yourself.html' title='Are You Preaching to Yourself?'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JE8uGQEHAxk/ToIcRL4erMI/AAAAAAAAClM/VXCnzdb7vbU/s72-c/Sun_Stand_Still.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8853955656123889012</id><published>2011-09-13T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:19:10.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE- Truly In The Eyes of the Beloved</title><content type='html'>Every thought...every glance...every move...every smile Abba&amp;nbsp;speaks as I look at my son in every day moments. Those moments become immeasurable. It becomes&amp;nbsp;an indescribable&amp;nbsp;LOVE in the eyes of the beloved. I am beloved. We are HIS beloved and He is ours.&amp;nbsp;(Song of Solomon 2:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been speaking to me with scriptures as I look at my son. I decided to share two photos of those times I was able to capture. I won't dictate it but let Abba speak to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6L4tTMHAbvs/Tm-nbcaxSyI/AAAAAAAAClA/w3O8TczcaJk/s1600/103_2354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6L4tTMHAbvs/Tm-nbcaxSyI/AAAAAAAAClA/w3O8TczcaJk/s320/103_2354.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us ~ Ephesians 3:20&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkitnfUIEws/Tm-nwYtRB6I/AAAAAAAAClE/YxCTeXPzraQ/s1600/103_2352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkitnfUIEws/Tm-nwYtRB6I/AAAAAAAAClE/YxCTeXPzraQ/s320/103_2352.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the king be enthralled by your beauty; honor him, for he is your lord. ~ Psalm 45:11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The picture above spoke the clearest to me. &lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;I looked in that rear view mirror as I was driving my son to school, I couldn't hardly take my eyes off him. I was so enthralled by him. I am captivated!! My son asked me why I had the rear view mirror looking at him. I responded I just have to look at you. I can't help it. I love you. Anyone relate? Jesus does... He is captivated by you. ENTHRALLED by your beauty. He can't help but to look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Think on that today. HE TOTALLY ADORES YOU.&amp;nbsp; There is truly&amp;nbsp;LOVE in the eyes of the Beloved for you. There is nothing He wouldn't give you Who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine. His eyes are burning like fire. (Revelations 1:14) I believe because He is so passionate for us. That is more than I can ask or imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE HIS !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8853955656123889012?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8853955656123889012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8853955656123889012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8853955656123889012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8853955656123889012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-truly-in-eyes-of-beloved.html' title='LOVE- Truly In The Eyes of the Beloved'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6L4tTMHAbvs/Tm-nbcaxSyI/AAAAAAAAClA/w3O8TczcaJk/s72-c/103_2354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8505091490311956530</id><published>2011-05-13T14:49:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:14:50.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loudly Heard in the Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;God is in every detail of our lives....even the little things. As I was showering last weekend, I said to God &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;silently&lt;/b&gt;. "I need that soap over there by the sink". &amp;nbsp;As I go to open the curtain to yell for Joshua...he walks in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I say... "Baby, please get momma that soap". &amp;nbsp;He replies,"That is what I am doing." I then add, "Oh yeah?" He said, "God asked me to get that soap for you", &amp;nbsp;I inquire with some doubt, "Really?" He says... "MOMMA! God hears you even when you are silent."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have been meditating on the beauty of silence ever since (still am). It wasn't until the next day during prayer with a woman at church that I realize how powerful the word was for me. I just wept. I am still in awe! He can in a moment speak so much. He showed me He had always heard my silent cries out to Him. This referred not only to deaf ministry but other places in my life that simply hurt. With deaf ministry, I submitted to the authority above me and felt deep&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;heartache at times feeling not heard and with some friendships I felt left behind and seperated but He was calling me to be His best friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;There is a time, a season for every thing under Heaven. A time to be lifted up. If you humble yourself, He will exalt you in due time. I was experiencing that. I was so humbled hearing my prayers answered from a year ago. God was speaking to her then. &amp;nbsp;A true visible voice saying God put this on my heart. He always heard me. ALWAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;There is a season of preparation which includes silently crying out, feeling broken and isolated, but in time, after being prepared you can walk fully in the calling placed on your life and walk in a life full of abundance. I am seeing such favor, provision and my confidence is beyond measure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;This all is a beautiful picture which I can sum up in a verse found in 1 Peter 5:6,7. God actually had Shane mediating on it for a month. I laugh now at the attempts to which he wanted me to memorize it. A word spoken in season is marrow&amp;nbsp;to the bones and joy to the heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zcW8DPCGU4/Tc2AVTHOWEI/AAAAAAAACjY/RVoO8gVxCFc/s1600/first+peter+ch+five+vs+six+and+seven.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zcW8DPCGU4/Tc2AVTHOWEI/AAAAAAAACjY/RVoO8gVxCFc/s320/first+peter+ch+five+vs+six+and+seven.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;It's true God moves in ways we can never comprehend or see, naturally. His ways are higher but what glory given to His name once we&amp;nbsp;recognize His' moving. I am in a season of doing that. A season of reaping, thankfulness and rejoicing. I pray for an unction down deep, a shaking notifying me He has done good works for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;GOD HEARS YOU IN YOUR SILENCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&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/5861124657733481077-8505091490311956530?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8505091490311956530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8505091490311956530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8505091490311956530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8505091490311956530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/05/loudly-heard-in-silence.html' title='Loudly Heard in the Silence'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zcW8DPCGU4/Tc2AVTHOWEI/AAAAAAAACjY/RVoO8gVxCFc/s72-c/first+peter+ch+five+vs+six+and+seven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2279210782226660464</id><published>2011-03-04T16:12:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:26:40.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Season of Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I sit here and type and know not only is the season changing but so am I. I feel the removing of the old season and the ushering in of the new season. God is speaking to me in so many ways that I honestly cannot reproduce the beauty of how He spoke it because it was a deep heart word. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Recently, in one of the ways He spoke to me was through a Bradford Pear Tree. &amp;nbsp;He gently reminded me of how I admired the tree, wishing to have one for years. How I enjoy them this time of the year. The white blooms which remind me I am washed white as snow because of the love of Jesus on the cross. The simple yet elegant bloom reminding me things best understood are of the simplest of notations. The notation for me was pulling up in my driveway and realizing the tree I admired the beauty of and even would have loved to have, I had all along. I had it before I wanted it. Then questions pondered in my heart, Why do I wish for things I already have and never notice the treasures around me. This was a real awakening to my heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In this new season I have no idea what Abba will do but I do know it will be beautiful. In times in the past I felt anxious about new seasons and what is to come. I find myself very peaceful and excited. Ready to step into a new season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I find myself feeling&amp;nbsp;separated in many ways&amp;nbsp;but I do find myself very content with it. What is to come this Spring. Only Abba knows, I just pray it displays beauty, as the bloom on a beautiful tree and it brings much beautiful fruits of the Spirit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-n3CiDvo-TnQ/TXFcFTgedDI/AAAAAAAACgk/p1RcnSfhrKQ/s1600/IMAG0149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-n3CiDvo-TnQ/TXFcFTgedDI/AAAAAAAACgk/p1RcnSfhrKQ/s320/IMAG0149.jpg" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Just two interesting facts about pears:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Pears are a member of the rose family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;Pear trees can live 100 years, but they are usually replaced in the orchards after 30 or 40&amp;nbsp;years. This allows them to produce the most and the best tasting fruit each year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How many want to be in God's orchard with me? Be refined into the beauty of a rose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take delight in the LORD,&amp;nbsp;and he will give you the desires of your heart. - Psalm 37:4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&amp;nbsp;Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.&amp;nbsp;You will seek me and find me when you seek me w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ith all your heart. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5861124657733481077-2279210782226660464?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2279210782226660464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2279210782226660464&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2279210782226660464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2279210782226660464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/03/season-of-change.html' title='Season of Change'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-n3CiDvo-TnQ/TXFcFTgedDI/AAAAAAAACgk/p1RcnSfhrKQ/s72-c/IMAG0149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2543619187221084890</id><published>2011-02-17T17:18:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:44:11.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind Of Leaf Are You?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday as I lay down for a nap. God drops in my heart in a brief second an analogy. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FALL LEAVES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Notice the colors - Red, yellow, orange, etc. You see fall leaves are made to be full of color and beauty. The colorful leaves represent that they have a good and beautiful life. (Hence the color) Truly displaying beauty. He then showed me a brown leaf. It lacked color. It lacked the good and beautiful life because of issues like anger, hurt, abuse and the past. On a dictionary online page,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;one of the many definitions of color&amp;nbsp;is an outward appearance or aspect; a guise or show: It was a lie, but it had the color of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;truth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue: &amp;nbsp;When you hold the brown leaf it crumbles more so than the other leaves. Why? IT LACKED THE BEAUTY OF LIFE. It lost its focus, so to speak. It relates to us because we don't know beauty and life until we focus and receive the beauty God gives us and display it for all to see for His glory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He has really been speaking... FOCUS to me. FOCUS! Focus on things noble, true,&amp;nbsp;praiseworthy, admirable. When you do that is when you truly have peace. &amp;nbsp;I tried this out this week when what would have been disappointment for me wasn't. &amp;nbsp;As I said in post&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-valentine.html"&gt;My Sweet Valentine&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had planned on seeing my daddy on Valentine's Day, but the morning I called he was "sick", but instead of feeling rejected I changed my focus and it didn't phase me at all. &amp;nbsp;Simply because I focused on things true, which IS my daddy loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He calls us to a good and beautiful life NOW so I ask you...WHAT KIND OF LEAF ARE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!&amp;nbsp;Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.&amp;nbsp;Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.&amp;nbsp;And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate;"&gt;Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.&amp;nbsp;Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Philippians&amp;nbsp;4: 4-9 (Amp).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/5861124657733481077-2543619187221084890?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2543619187221084890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2543619187221084890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2543619187221084890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2543619187221084890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-kind-of-leaf-are-you.html' title='What Kind Of Leaf Are You?'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3186835620583085498</id><published>2011-02-13T23:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:29:30.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Valentine</title><content type='html'>The Holy Spirit really started showing me where my focus has been for the past two years. Sad to say not the best at times on focusing on what is true, noble, pure, lovely or of a good report. I mentioned before in another post about how I realized I wasn't focused on the good in my relationships as much as the hurt. How did hurt replace some great memories which transformed into some sort of amnesia in my heart? &amp;nbsp;Abba has really given me some "love tokens" in the past few months to awaken the memories that are lovely and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded yesterday by my mom how my daddy was my first valentine. She said he always took time to give to me a flower or something special on valentines. It meant a lot to him. Something I had forgotten, but once she reminded me, I did indeed have those very beautiful memories tucked in my heart. I&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;how beautiful and special it made me feel. I called my dad right after my talk with my mom since Valentines approaches to see if I can come see him on Valentine's Day. He answered the phone in such a downcast voice. After asking if I could come over,&amp;nbsp;after-all&amp;nbsp;he was my first valentine, his voice changed into a truly joyful and excited tone. Like it became something worth living for. Doesn't love make us feel it's worth living for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a parent, we have the treasure of showing love to our children that does reflect how they view God, the Abba Father and their value and worth. &amp;nbsp;As a&amp;nbsp;daughter, I do have the ability to remind my father (and mother) that there is indeed a beautiful life worth living. I can bring those beautiful memories to them, to heal their lifetime of hurt and painful past. As a wife, I can complete my husband and be his helpmeet. In the good times and bad, in sickness and in health. Constantly being that love starring back at him when he needs me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a moment to offer love to someone when it could have taken a lifetime sometimes to overcome hurt. I know I am going to put such things into practice and pray to bring peace and a little token of love to those I meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S FRIENDS... If you think about it.. Stop and just tell someone you love them especially the Almighty Father in Heaven. He awaits to be reminded He is our Sweet Valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE CONQUERS ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.&amp;nbsp;Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you. Philippians 4:8,9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3186835620583085498?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3186835620583085498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3186835620583085498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3186835620583085498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3186835620583085498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-valentine.html' title='My Sweet Valentine'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2525601063901413697</id><published>2011-01-17T16:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T16:39:13.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE FAMILY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TTTC88daIvI/AAAAAAAACbs/_BDJjsGbOOY/s1600/103_1230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TTTC88daIvI/AAAAAAAACbs/_BDJjsGbOOY/s320/103_1230.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TTTCywMSJjI/AAAAAAAACbo/-ovyCtv1kW8/s1600/103_1228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TTTCywMSJjI/AAAAAAAACbo/-ovyCtv1kW8/s320/103_1228.JPG" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Children are a heritage from the LORD,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;offspring a reward from him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalm 127:3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-2525601063901413697?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2525601063901413697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2525601063901413697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2525601063901413697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2525601063901413697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2011/01/gotta-love-these-kiddosthey-are-my.html' title='WE ARE FAMILY!!!!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TTTC88daIvI/AAAAAAAACbs/_BDJjsGbOOY/s72-c/103_1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8633454813891201485</id><published>2010-11-01T18:15:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T23:28:46.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am His Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The butterfly! All my life I have had the fondness of the beauty of a butterfly. They captivate me so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I think we can understand God's character in His creation. The beauty of the butterfly is one way. How it transforms, in what may seem like a death and suffering, into such majestic beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here is a quote from Answers.com that I loved although it refers to other religions and cultures I think the jest is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"The butterfly is a reminder to make changes when the opportunity arises. Change and transformation are inevitable for us all, but it does not have to be traumatic. Butterfly symbolism is also closely tied to the idea of spirits and souls. It has been used in many religions and cultures. In the western world, the symbol of the butterfly stands for freedom, fun&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;and joyous times. It is also symbolises a state of naturalness and purity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;All my life as I told you in another post&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-skating-rink-story.html" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;My Skating Rink Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I felt a loss in my relationship with my father due to his&amp;nbsp;alcoholism but Abba was behind the scenes&amp;nbsp;orchestrating&amp;nbsp;a beautiful transformation even back then. &amp;nbsp;This Fall it came to fruition or transformed like a beautiful butterfly. (Can click on the purple blog title to go to it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Last week my father called me. He said.. You know I forgot to tell you how much I love you last time we talked. Whose butterfly are you? I entertained him and said, Yours Daddy!!!!" He went on to recall why he called me His Butterfly. When I was a little girl I would beg my daddy to catch me a butterfly. He carefully taught me how to handle them so I wouldn't hurt them. Once they flew away from my little hand I would always say, Whooooooo! Then quickly say, "Catch me another one daddy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Abba this Fall is replacing hurt and disappointment with treasured memories I hadn't remembered about my father. In that my view of Abba has completely become so&amp;nbsp;intimate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I had to search my heart and ask why had I&amp;nbsp;chosen&amp;nbsp;to remember the hurt and not those treasured moments.&amp;nbsp;After all, those moments were why I was hurt because I missed those times with my daddy that seemed to become replaced with another love,&amp;nbsp;at least&amp;nbsp;in my eyes. Why do we do that? I see people remember only the good things of a person after they pass. Why? Why aren't we doing that while they are here with us? When did my hurt replace those beautiful moments and cause me to&amp;nbsp;separate&amp;nbsp;from my daddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Yesterday God took me back to a memory I had forgotten. I had taken my daddy to lunch and he was drunk. I remember people gawking in such a sight and even feeling sorry for me. How is that? They had mercy for me but judged him. &amp;nbsp;He reminded me of my heart that day. How I didn't care what they clearly had written on their faces. HE IS MY DADDY! I defended him in my heart and made a choice to enjoy that time. &amp;nbsp;I see Abba's defense that way. He loves us so that even when we clearly should be judged He is motivated to love us to transform us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The Good and Beautiful God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;by James Bryan Smith. I am in Chapter 7. God is self-sacrificing. God immediately showed me the cross and I had this revelation inspired by the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The Cross -The longest length&amp;nbsp;represents&amp;nbsp;Jesus went to the depth for us because of God's depth of love for us and across (the width) He lifts us up higher because He sent Jesus to lift the whole world to Himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The kingdom principle in all this is: "What we let go of will never be lost but becomes a thing of beauty."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I loved the quote above that said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"The butterfly is a reminder to make changes when the opportunity arises. Change and transformation are inevitable for us all, but it does not have to be traumatic..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;IT DOES NOT HAVE TO BE TRAUMATIC!!&amp;nbsp;Remember&amp;nbsp;the treasured times in your life with those you love and let that be the opportunity to overcome those traumatic times and transform to the beauty of love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The book also captivated me with this sentence, "Forgiving someone makes us appear weak and vulnerable, but it actually reveals strength and power."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;In forgiving my daddy of the hurt I felt, I gained strength from Abba, transformed and my relationship with my DADDIES are transforming into something &lt;b&gt;VERY BEAUTIFUL&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/butterfly" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img alt="butterfly Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u307/storeybook4/butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/5861124657733481077-8633454813891201485?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8633454813891201485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8633454813891201485&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8633454813891201485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8633454813891201485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-his-butterfly.html' title='I am His Butterfly'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8533982792643302510</id><published>2010-10-03T13:12:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T13:22:26.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings!</title><content type='html'>In my small group &lt;u&gt;The Good and Beautiful God&lt;/u&gt; by James Bryan Smith, this week's chapter was on God is Trustworthy. What an eye opening experience for me. I have so much to learn from Jesus and how He loves His Abba Father. He trusts Him with everything, even the process of the cross. &amp;nbsp;He knew God's LOVE for Him because He had always proven to be with Him and knew what was best for Him. Not His will but Abba Father's be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JESUS TRUSTED ABBA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TKjCLBKywxI/AAAAAAAACY4/9PLNllDQFsA/s1600/the_lords_prayer+(1).gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TKjCLBKywxI/AAAAAAAACY4/9PLNllDQFsA/s320/the_lords_prayer+(1).gif" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/User/Downloads/the_lords_prayer.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can learn a lot about our Abba Father from Jesus as He reveals God's nature in Matthew 6:9-13. God is a good and loving Father. The Lord's Prayer has such an example of how Jesus knew Abba Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are six characteristics of Abba Father according to that passage alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. God is present/nearby;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. God is pure/holy;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;3. God is powerful;&lt;br /&gt;4. God is caring;&lt;br /&gt;5. God is forgiving/pardons; and&lt;br /&gt;6. God is our protector. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTHING CAN HAPPEN TO US THAT GOD CANNOT REDEEM!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At each chapter's end we have soul training&amp;nbsp;exercise&amp;nbsp;and this week's so impressed me on counting my blessings. I was to list 10 things God has blessed me with (anything you love, have been blessed with). It also encourages you to also make a list of what God has done for you and to do both daily, let it be an ongoing list(s). &amp;nbsp;How important is it that we see &lt;b&gt;God's widespread mercies&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to encourage you to do your own list of blessings and what God has done for you. I want to end with this&amp;nbsp;quote from the book by&amp;nbsp;musician&amp;nbsp;and author David Crowder to meditate on. It was so deep to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When good is found and we embrace it with&amp;nbsp;abandon, we&amp;nbsp;embrace&amp;nbsp;the Giver of it... Every second is an&amp;nbsp;opportunity&amp;nbsp;to praise. There is a&amp;nbsp;choosing&amp;nbsp;to be made. A choosing at each moment. This is the Praise Habit. Finding God moment by revelatory moment, in the scared and the&amp;nbsp;mundane, in the valley and on the hill, in&amp;nbsp;triumph&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;tragedy, and living praise erupting because of it. That is what we were made for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be amazed by Abba Father ... He is Trustworthy!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8533982792643302510?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8533982792643302510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8533982792643302510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8533982792643302510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8533982792643302510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/10/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TKjCLBKywxI/AAAAAAAACY4/9PLNllDQFsA/s72-c/the_lords_prayer+(1).gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1087606985704263183</id><published>2010-09-24T22:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:19:45.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are Your Thoughts??</title><content type='html'>Today as Joshua asked me if I was going to tell Daddy on something he did (in fear.) I had a thought enter my mind from from the Holy Spirit. Would Jesus tell Abba Father on us? That is why after all He came to redeem us of our wrongs/sins. He is our Advocate, Defense and Intercessor. He stands in the gap for us to show us the way.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin. But if anybody does sin, we have one who speaks to the Father in our defense—Jesus Christ, the Righteous One.-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?version=NIV&amp;amp;search=1%20John%202:1" title="1 John 2:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 John 2:1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really got me thinking and seeking God (still even as I write this). Is this a narrative I have portrayed&amp;nbsp;to Joshua? Is this a narrative passed down from my parents? Most importantly,&amp;nbsp;is this Jesus' narrative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother in the dictionary has many definitions but this one caught my eye. "A term of address for a female parent or a woman having or regard as having the status, function, or authority of a female parent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tons of thoughts on this but to keep this simple and to get your thoughts I didn't share them in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions speak louder than words. As we serve HIM.. they see the way to also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this on a church sign (not word for word) and I think it gives insight perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are going to train up your children to go the right path...make sure you are on the same path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-1087606985704263183?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1087606985704263183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1087606985704263183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1087606985704263183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1087606985704263183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-are-your-thoughts.html' title='What Are Your Thoughts??'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3010890409400250145</id><published>2010-09-10T16:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:08:09.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Investing In Our Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Joshua showed me something today, which is not an uncommon thing around here. When you invest in your child..great rewards are reaped.&amp;nbsp;I am not talking concerning simple time spent, being there to doctor their boo-boos or bedtime snuggles. I am talking of investing in their spirit-man so that that spirit-man leads and not their flesh or soul. I always told my boys.. You are a leader not a follower. This is said with dealing with people who influence wrong beliefs or behaviors, not God. We are to lead the way to God and follow Jesus. Be HIS disciples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I AM A LEADER NOT A FOLLOWER!"&lt;/i&gt; - He has said that statement a few times&amp;nbsp;out-loud&amp;nbsp;recently when a another child tries to lead him in behavior he knows isn't pleasing to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I am convinced more than ever to talk openly and clear with him on the Word. He really gets it. I understand why Jesus beckons us to come as a child. There is no doubt only trust in what He says and it is received with an open heart to receive. &amp;nbsp;We know training our children up and investing the truth of Jesus and His Word &amp;nbsp;blesses their life and future generations to come. &amp;nbsp;It also comes to minister to you, the parent, in a pure, innocence way as the Holy Spirit uses your child to encourage you in whatever situation. How awesome is that! Training in progress to go out and be world shakers, gospel spreading disciples for Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Our children are already&amp;nbsp;ministers&amp;nbsp;of Jesus we only need to invest. I am investing NOW in Joshua so he can bring all the glory due to HIS SAVIOR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at this face... how could I not for his sake invest in the eternal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TIqnIo-H9-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/YUNeCsTTDGs/s1600/103_0640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TIqnIo-H9-I/AAAAAAAACUQ/YUNeCsTTDGs/s320/103_0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;You can't change the world&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;but you can change how your child lives in it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3010890409400250145?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3010890409400250145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3010890409400250145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3010890409400250145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3010890409400250145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1822708436262179493</id><published>2010-08-14T12:10:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:16:07.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hiding Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a testimony for that someone who God is speaking to right now. Finding this blog is no&amp;nbsp;coincidence&amp;nbsp;or "happenstance". It was ordained for you to read this to know God is your hiding place and is with you. No matter what comes your way...His grace is&amp;nbsp;sufficient&amp;nbsp;for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At my annual check up last Wednesday with my new gynecologist she finds a lump in my right breast and sends me Monday for an ultrasound. I am shocked I never felt it or knew it was there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As I prepare for my appointment Monday, in my spirit I knew it wouldn't be a simple ultrasound and be done for the day, so it made me nervous. Some could say it is not of God to be nervous but I am human and have feelings. As I exit to drop Joshua off at Shane's moms, my sweet boy exclaims.. Be strong and brave ..for GOD is with you. &amp;nbsp;As I stop at the traffic light he continues. Be strong and brave! Be strong and brave! God speaks to me and says. I am with you my daughter and I fight back tears but I can't. He then begins using some of my friends to give me verses and comfort me. He will go to no ends or boundaries to comfort me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I get to my mother-in-laws to find a gift box which she hands to me. I open it to find a silver bracelet (silver represents redemption) that has Proverbs 3:5-6.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart&amp;nbsp;and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him,&amp;nbsp;and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know it is God I used that verse in my last blog post. I am so touched for His love for me as I drive to my appointment that I just cry. &amp;nbsp;He will redeem me in His love. As I enter the elevator in the parking deck I look back to my car to note my parking area and still shocked He gave me that car and God speaks to me and says. I have so many things for you .. it is beyond your&amp;nbsp;comprehension. I go into my appointment to find I need a mammogram and that results to hearing I need a surgeon to remove this hard lump. It is said without compassion or tenderness. Of course, I try to go up to my new doctor's office to make an appointment in shock and just break down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I find myself headed to the breast surgeon for my appointment Tuesday. I go in knowing God will use me because after talking to a friend it is no&amp;nbsp;coincidence&amp;nbsp;I am at her breast surgeon and she has been praying for her. I go in thinking what an honor to be His vessel today to reach this doctor He is trying to speak so loudly to. &amp;nbsp;I tell her of Joshua's&amp;nbsp;encouragement&amp;nbsp;through the Lord and she acknowledges someone is trying to speak to me. I am set up for a stereotactic biopsy the next day and head home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wednesday as I enter into my appointment I find heavy attack by the enemy and that this is an outpatient procedure which requires my $300 deductible. Shane's card won't go through after I finally get him through instant messaging. To find out.. my information is not right. It is from my past.. my first marriage. How is that? I never have been here before. I see now the enemy was pulling all strings to get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I go into to have my procedure and will spare you the details but I never ever want to do that again in Jesus Name. They even talked how the instrument to do my&amp;nbsp;biopsy&amp;nbsp;may need to be replaced because the hooks on the end may be a bit dull as they are pressure pointing to stop my bleeding. I had to see my blood go through a tube and the computer&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;that needle went through my breast as I felt twinges being told not to move or it will rip my breast through and through. &amp;nbsp;I had a reaction to the local pain&amp;nbsp;anesthetic&amp;nbsp;also. I know by now I should not have driven myself. &amp;nbsp;Shaking I head to my car parked so far away and just sit in my car and cry as I shake. God literally guides me home through 280 to 59 interstate through the 5 pm traffic and even to get my pain medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Shane finally makes it home and I just break down. I am in so much pain and all that has&amp;nbsp;happened&amp;nbsp;is overwhelming to me. I can't analysis it all just yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My first thought yesterday is how does anyone do this without God. &amp;nbsp;I make myself go to take Joshua to his appointment at his new&amp;nbsp;pediatrician&amp;nbsp;at Christ Health Center and had an anxiety attack. I just had one last night removing my bandages. I won't go into detail on that but know it was a heavy spiritual attack that&amp;nbsp;initiated&amp;nbsp;it. His doctor talked to me and listened as I shared my heart at how I felt and my struggles .. all I wanted was to have someone to listen to me because this has truly been&amp;nbsp;traumatic&amp;nbsp;for me. She hugs me then prays with me and says I have been a huge testimony to her. She sends the&amp;nbsp;Chaplin&amp;nbsp;in to pray with me who quotes.. Be&amp;nbsp;courageous&amp;nbsp;and strong for God is with me. I know I was right where God sent me even though I almost walked out earlier because of my anxiety attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then He reminds me .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I AM WITH YOU!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do I honestly know what my results with be Monday. No! Do I know I will be okay no matter what they are...YES! Why? Because &amp;nbsp;MY REDEEMER, HEALER AND LOVER OF MY SOUL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;IS WITH ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I heard this song this morning and it expressed perfectly all God has been to me this week. In the unknown, super fast process of appointments and an outpatient procedure. &amp;nbsp;I find myself even though this has been super hard, completely captivated and held in His arms.&amp;nbsp;I found myself in a place where I had to just surrender to HIM. I still don't know what tomorrow holds but I know Who holds me.&amp;nbsp;God gave me an understanding in this and allowed me to relate to the Apostle Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Paul said in 2&amp;nbsp;Corinthians&amp;nbsp;12:7-10 -&amp;nbsp;To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassing great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.&amp;nbsp;Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.&amp;nbsp;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.&amp;nbsp;That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I see why Paul praised God even in his affliction (thorn). In His Presence is perfect love and peace and no matter what I face I am with HIM. I AM HIS and He will be faithful to call out to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This week God flooded me with His Presence and reminders of His Word and Love for me. &amp;nbsp;He came running to speak to me through people. A picture from a friend who moved with the Word literally painted to the picture and called "Remembering&amp;nbsp;the Word". A person asking my Zumba instructor who her friend was facing the biopsy she requested special prayer for and where she/I was standing so she could stand in my place because God sent her to pray for me that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are called to run this race, with heartache, troubles and even physical pain but we aren't defeated or without hope. We have ONE who holds our future, Whose grace is&amp;nbsp;sufficient. Who in our weakness His power is perfect and I am made strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ALL GLORY TO THE KING OF KINGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/hoUy88Pcf90/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoUy88Pcf90?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hoUy88Pcf90?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-1822708436262179493?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1822708436262179493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1822708436262179493&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1822708436262179493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1822708436262179493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-hiding-place.html' title='My Hiding Place'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7377154305101144113</id><published>2010-08-03T23:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:02:33.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Paths YET to be!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. (Hebrews 11:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I sit here pondering how in control God is. I can't help but&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to praise Him. We see things so humanly and&amp;nbsp;emotionally. We are as women emotional&amp;nbsp;beings&amp;nbsp;after all (and hormonal at times) but we are to let our spirit reign over those emotions and have God like perspectives, which takes such diligence in seeking Him and being with Him to do so. Also, I am caused to remember He made us this way to care and to be touched in this life, so being emotional is not a weakness but how we are created.. this circles back to what I said before... God like perspectives. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so thankful His ways are higher than mine and He knows best! He knows what is YET to be. I am captivated by that word lately.. YET... or to be... stay tuned..in the future..in addition..eventually..in due course..ultimately..someday..up until now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;IN SPITE OF IT ALL.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I look back since the beginning of the year and have felt such change in my life. I see how God spared me the pain of circumstances around me, delivered me from past hurts, generational curses/bondages and how He takes us seasons to seasons with people. Some are just co-journeyers in this walk with us briefly and some for life. Either way I am grateful for the time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I said all that above to say this. I trust HIM. I put my trust in HIM and know that even when I don't know... He knows and in spite of it all He has plans for my life and a future... a Yet to be.. so; therefore, I must take this journey with a road of many different experiences and lessons.&amp;nbsp;I do feel God is moving me in new places and if it takes me down a different path than before then it takes me, and if it's alone then I have His Spirit to lead me and to go with me. Either way... I am going to TRUST this new season and what is to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In all this I pray for straight&amp;nbsp;paths guided by HIM...straight to His will for my life and for the lives of my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart&amp;nbsp;and lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;in all your ways acknowledge him,&amp;nbsp;and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&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/5861124657733481077-7377154305101144113?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7377154305101144113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7377154305101144113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7377154305101144113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7377154305101144113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-paths-yet-to-be.html' title='New Paths YET to be!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4428172112625116933</id><published>2010-06-11T13:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:47:54.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Season of Life</title><content type='html'>God has shown me during the season after LIFE some very valuable things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My family is my most important ministry, but He has&amp;nbsp;reiterated&amp;nbsp;that for me in deeper meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To look for Him in all His creation. He has so much to tell me in His creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed my view, thoughts and goals recently. Some I had, some I need to make stronger, some I needed to add. His&amp;nbsp;agenda&amp;nbsp;comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Summer I am slowing down and enjoying all Abba Father has for us. I thought today how simply life should be while being with Joshua. We went to feed the geese and simply came back home. No huge&amp;nbsp;schedule&amp;nbsp;or plans just me and him exploring all God's plans for us. &amp;nbsp;I am learning to step back and just admire life as God gives it and those He gives to us to enjoy it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKClZHR5LI/AAAAAAAACPg/aydRZWiib0o/s1600/June+2010+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKClZHR5LI/AAAAAAAACPg/aydRZWiib0o/s320/June+2010+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKDKRg-OtI/AAAAAAAACPw/izs3vCmab-k/s1600/June+2010+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKDKRg-OtI/AAAAAAAACPw/izs3vCmab-k/s320/June+2010+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKC06JyapI/AAAAAAAACPo/iWH7WvZo1FQ/s1600/June+2010+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKC06JyapI/AAAAAAAACPo/iWH7WvZo1FQ/s320/June+2010+034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKCbG3KMtI/AAAAAAAACPY/sOTVfQ6TdNU/s1600/June+2010+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKCbG3KMtI/AAAAAAAACPY/sOTVfQ6TdNU/s320/June+2010+024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKDZoLNxpI/AAAAAAAACP4/fAB6GBO8jGM/s1600/June+2010+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKDZoLNxpI/AAAAAAAACP4/fAB6GBO8jGM/s320/June+2010+023.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/5861124657733481077-4428172112625116933?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4428172112625116933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4428172112625116933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4428172112625116933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4428172112625116933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-season-of-life.html' title='This Season of Life'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBKClZHR5LI/AAAAAAAACPg/aydRZWiib0o/s72-c/June+2010+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7801645150406311692</id><published>2010-06-11T13:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:21:58.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WE LOVE THE BEACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last month we went to Destin for vacation and we had a wonderful time. I love seeing God reveal His beauty in His creation and in our lives. Below are a few pictures and a verse God gave me that meant a lot to me -Psalms 29:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice of the LORD is over the waters;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; the God of glory thunders,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; the LORD thunders over the mighty waters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The voice of the LORD is powerful;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; the voice of the LORD is majestic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7CUI1xOI/AAAAAAAACOY/HxolV2prqko/s1600/Baby+Feet+%3D).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7CUI1xOI/AAAAAAAACOY/HxolV2prqko/s320/Baby+Feet+%3D).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7Ob-ATrI/AAAAAAAACPI/LMWJB_d8bT4/s1600/Family+Pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7Ob-ATrI/AAAAAAAACPI/LMWJB_d8bT4/s320/Family+Pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7QvyceXI/AAAAAAAACPQ/MO9PnSC3UMc/s1600/Family+Pic+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7QvyceXI/AAAAAAAACPQ/MO9PnSC3UMc/s320/Family+Pic+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7FV-SnYI/AAAAAAAACOo/h0tE3CA5-Go/s1600/beach+Joshua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7FV-SnYI/AAAAAAAACOo/h0tE3CA5-Go/s320/beach+Joshua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7DkLLE-I/AAAAAAAACOg/SrfUureLyJk/s1600/Beach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7DkLLE-I/AAAAAAAACOg/SrfUureLyJk/s320/Beach.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/5861124657733481077-7801645150406311692?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7801645150406311692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7801645150406311692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7801645150406311692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7801645150406311692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-love-beach.html' title='WE LOVE THE BEACH'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/TBJ7CUI1xOI/AAAAAAAACOY/HxolV2prqko/s72-c/Baby+Feet+%3D).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5454807394805517944</id><published>2010-05-04T11:01:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:32:22.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Julie McCay!</title><content type='html'>Here I am Julie McCay, His Creation, Friend, Child, Maidservant and His Beloved. I stand here at the end of the LIFE Small Group. I sit here simply in awe of God's freedom. I am not the same person I was in February. She was a girl who felt rejected, abused, hurt, mourning her family/friend and losing her joy. &amp;nbsp;I say goodbye to her today as I sent a letter to my mom. I say goodbye to all those things that aren't who God says I am and I say hello to the future God destined me to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU! This journey I have been on is all YOU.YOU.YOU. You love me beyond my understanding.You always have. I pray from this moment forward as I walk in my destined time here that I will be with You and do Your will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my Love, my Friend, my Everything and today I praise You and bring You glory for all You have done and will do. I trust You and my hope is in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Beloved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBgzAPBfdow&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBgzAPBfdow&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-5454807394805517944?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5454807394805517944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5454807394805517944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5454807394805517944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5454807394805517944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-julie-mccayy.html' title='I Am Julie McCay!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2425259988588263965</id><published>2010-04-24T16:39:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T17:07:52.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Recipe For A Rainy Day - Baking A Brownie Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We really enjoyed our time inside today with the rainy weather. Thanks to my great friend Rachael who let us borrow her gingerbread man pan we had a blast today as a family making a gingerbread (brownie) baby. Of course, Joshua baked .....we supervised. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JOSHUA'S RECIPE FOR A BROWNIE BABY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NhRaPeqxI/AAAAAAAACL4/bPny5ZzZYs0/s1600/102_9279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NhRaPeqxI/AAAAAAAACL4/bPny5ZzZYs0/s320/102_9279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. Preheat oven and mix your brownie mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9Nhgm_y1fI/AAAAAAAACMA/cxP8VTxk3tM/s1600/102_9281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9Nhgm_y1fI/AAAAAAAACMA/cxP8VTxk3tM/s320/102_9281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2. Shake out the brownie mixture in pan to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sure even,&amp;nbsp;bake and cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9Nhp6KYFEI/AAAAAAAACMI/hT53blsXQBg/s1600/102_9285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9Nhp6KYFEI/AAAAAAAACMI/hT53blsXQBg/s320/102_9285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. Decorate with your favorite icing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NhyxAo5II/AAAAAAAACMQ/2F9ki7tJKzE/s1600/102_9287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NhyxAo5II/AAAAAAAACMQ/2F9ki7tJKzE/s320/102_9287.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, after you have taste-tested it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NiG0i-xvI/AAAAAAAACMg/bfZT6OBDY-A/s1600/102_9292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NiG0i-xvI/AAAAAAAACMg/bfZT6OBDY-A/s320/102_9292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NiG0i-xvI/AAAAAAAACMg/bfZT6OBDY-A/s1600/102_9292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Wa La - a brownie baby (see his diaper).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NiSm5NjHI/AAAAAAAACMo/tV97MEVrYTY/s1600/102_9293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NiSm5NjHI/AAAAAAAACMo/tV97MEVrYTY/s320/102_9293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Enjoy with a good kiddie movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-2425259988588263965?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2425259988588263965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2425259988588263965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2425259988588263965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2425259988588263965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-recipe-for-rainy-day-baking.html' title='Fun Recipe For A Rainy Day - Baking A Brownie Baby'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S9NhRaPeqxI/AAAAAAAACL4/bPny5ZzZYs0/s72-c/102_9279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7525834416045225920</id><published>2010-04-12T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:13:04.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wanted to post a couple of pictures of our Easter. Joshua was sick most of the day but we still managed to get in pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S8PcFfUrtII/AAAAAAAACKw/mb4IZB9TG7I/s1600/102_9136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S8PcFfUrtII/AAAAAAAACKw/mb4IZB9TG7I/s320/102_9136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S8PcVnT6oBI/AAAAAAAACK4/9FL6iugb2uw/s1600/102_9125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S8PcVnT6oBI/AAAAAAAACK4/9FL6iugb2uw/s320/102_9125.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/5861124657733481077-7525834416045225920?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7525834416045225920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7525834416045225920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7525834416045225920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7525834416045225920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S8PcFfUrtII/AAAAAAAACKw/mb4IZB9TG7I/s72-c/102_9136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8913717991054997254</id><published>2010-03-03T14:36:00.033-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:59:46.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am in my 5th week of LIFE. WOW! I am amazed I am even sharing my experiences. Feelings and experiences I locked up for most of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;iving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;reedom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;veryday. I proclaim through Jesus at the end of this small group I will live everday in freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The first month of LIFE I found myself so intimate with my Bridegroom. Receiving doves' eyes for Him. Dancing with Him. What an amazing journey with Him I have had. He spoke to me in Song of Solomon. He truly became my refuge and covering. I am in the process of being refined like gold and He has been comforting me beforehand to reveal those places in me that need healing and freedom. I have loved realizing I need to bring my husband in on those intimate times with God and am cherishing those times we have with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; Bridegroom. I love He shows me off like a beautiful diamond. His most prize possession which He admires the beauty and is pleased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In the process of being refined I find myself searching the things that keep me seperated from Him. Those feelings, beliefs from life itself and characteristics that are not Him. As I am in this refining process...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;...at times more than I can express. As He reveals those things in me I need to let go. Like walls I placed in defense because I realize the root of rejection seeded in me at 11 or 12 by some sexual fondling by my mom's dad. Why I always keep my hurt inside to deal with because a false belief I had....because I was told&amp;nbsp;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;shut up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;be tough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; when I cried as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes I was abused verbally, physically and sexually many times. I have felt rejected, shame and worthlessness BUT today I stand like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; in my Sheperd's hands.&amp;nbsp;I won't limit the Lord. I will stand on Your thoughts toward me and allow those thoughts to overcome the lies of the enemy and what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I think'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;my family thinks of me. I declare I will not be "strong" but be strong in the Lord. I will not shut up but I WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;listen to Him. I WILL speak for Him. I am no longer a victim but VICTORIOUS! I have surrendered my wall for JESUS. I am going to trust. I will let Him shine. I have been given beauty for ashes. New hunger for the death and starvation that was in me. I am living&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/5861124657733481077-8913717991054997254?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8913717991054997254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8913717991054997254&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8913717991054997254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8913717991054997254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/03/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7240024074419378330</id><published>2010-02-17T23:03:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T22:12:56.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tapestry in the Makers' Hands</title><content type='html'>Jesus calls to you...gently, lovingly, beckoning His bride to come..to dance with Him. To enter into His chamber room. He has something to show you. A gift of adoration for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, He sees you're worthy enough for Him. He sees your beauty and is enthralled with it. He sees His fearfully and wonderfully made creation and is pleased..very pleased with your beauty. He shows you off. Saying...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look at her!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. how beautiful she is, as if a refined, perfect diamond of most value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood for prayer last week and saw how Jesus sees me and it finally became live. He calls me worthy, beautiful and His beloved. He is not seeing me in a process or what I used to be, but the end result of His creation perfected. The spirit inside me made in His image. You see we don't see the other side of the colorful tapestry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you back to the gift of adoration, you walk in the chamber room and on the bed is a wedding gown made for you. Woven with gold by Him. Especially made for you. Yes... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. In the gown it has many beautiful colors representing your life and silver woven as well for the redemption given. Every day of your life is woven in this beautiful tapestry. It tells the story of your life. He puts it on you and crowns you with a crown especially made by Him with jewels hand picked and placed to adorn your head. He then places a gold band around your finger and He finishes preparing you to meet His Father. To show you off to Him. You are His prize possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your tapestry like? Trust me it is beautiful. Hear the Bridegroom beckon you to come and don't hesitate to go.. run to Him without delay and live out Song of Songs... He has a song for you ..to sing over you and a dance that will last for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;My beloved is mine, and I am his.. Song of Solomon 2:16&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/song%20of%20solomon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Song of Solomon is my Hobby Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh205/27AustinCampbell/songofsongs2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* This post was inspired by a dear friend, Phyllis, who gave me a vision she saw of the bridal gown Jesus was putting on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-7240024074419378330?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7240024074419378330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7240024074419378330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7240024074419378330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7240024074419378330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/02/tapestry-in-makers-hands.html' title='Tapestry in the Makers&apos; Hands'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4627077244030863986</id><published>2010-02-16T14:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:19:37.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 45</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DH1VT2PeGDw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DH1VT2PeGDw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;y heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I pour it out in a poem to the king,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;shaping the river into words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"You're the handsomest of men;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;every word from your lips is sheer grace,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and God has blessed you, blessed you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Strap your sword to your side, warrior!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Accept praise! Accept due honor!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ride majestically! Ride triumphantly!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ride on the side of truth!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ride for the righteous meek!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br \="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Your instructions are glow-in-the-dark;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;you shoot sharp arrows&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Into enemy hearts; the king's&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;foes lie down in the dust, beaten.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br \="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Your throne is God's throne,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;ever and always;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The scepter of your royal rule&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;measures right living.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You love the right&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and hate the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;And that is why God, your very own God,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;poured fragrant oil on your head,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Marking you out as king&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;from among your dear companions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br \="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Your ozone-drenched garments&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;are fragrant with mountain breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Chamber music—from the throne room—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;makes you want to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Kings' daughters are maids in your court,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the Bride glittering with golden jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Now listen, daughter, don't miss a word:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;forget your country, put your home behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Be here—the king is wild for you.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since he's your lord, adore him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Wedding gifts pour in from Tyre;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;rich guests shower you with presents."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br \="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Her wedding dress is dazzling,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;lined with gold by the weavers;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All her dresses and robes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;are woven with gold.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She is led to the king,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;followed by her virgin companions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A procession of joy and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a grand entrance to the king's palace!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br \="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Set your mind now on sons—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;don't dote on father and grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You'll set your sons up as princes&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;all over the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'll make you famous for generations;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;you'll be the talk of the town&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;for a long, long time." &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(MSG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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45'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-11144005629962129</id><published>2010-02-13T15:21:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:29:27.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER SNOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3cWVKbvD7I/AAAAAAAACIs/32mVxgxaUH0/s1600-h/102_8564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3cWVKbvD7I/AAAAAAAACIs/32mVxgxaUH0/s320/102_8564.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What a beautiful display of God's creation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Makes me think...even in the storms or in winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He still is our Light and Hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-11144005629962129?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/11144005629962129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=11144005629962129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/11144005629962129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/11144005629962129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-beautiful-display-of-gods-creation.html' title='WINTER SNOW'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3cWVKbvD7I/AAAAAAAACIs/32mVxgxaUH0/s72-c/102_8564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2034169782982182200</id><published>2010-02-13T13:53:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:45:54.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY VALENTINE'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I spent so long desiring a valentine. So many lonely years and desperation, then I received Jesus as my Lord and saw&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is my forever Valentine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Bridegroom..My Kinsmen Redeemer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then my Kinsmen Redeemer sent me an amazing husband,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a man after His own heart. I am so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO MY BRIDEGROOM:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Lover, I hear and feel Your love drawing me to You.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to meet You in that place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dance for You and with You again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No more seperation or other loves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just You and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Together dancing in LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am Yours! I am Yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;~Your Beloved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/song%20of%20solomon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Song of Solomon 2:10 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu273/RepentantSinner/snaggables/mybeloved.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3bhzhY5hsI/AAAAAAAACIE/xpwOJVCqlM0/s1600-h/Our+Wedding+Day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3bhzhY5hsI/AAAAAAAACIE/xpwOJVCqlM0/s320/Our+Wedding+Day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3bh5maT2WI/AAAAAAAACIM/6DFiPZRbmsI/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S3bh5maT2WI/AAAAAAAACIM/6DFiPZRbmsI/s320/scan0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;♬Dance with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;O lover of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;To the song of all songs&lt;br /&gt;Romance me&lt;br /&gt;O lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;To the song of all songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold You have come&lt;br /&gt;Over the hills&lt;br /&gt;Upon the mountains&lt;br /&gt;To me You have run&lt;br /&gt;My beloved&lt;br /&gt;You've captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With You I will go&lt;br /&gt;you are my love&lt;br /&gt;you are my fair one&lt;br /&gt;winter is past&lt;br /&gt;and the springtime has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me&lt;br /&gt;O lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;to the song of all songs&lt;br /&gt;Romance me&lt;br /&gt;O lover of my soul&lt;br /&gt;to the song of all songs&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;♬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-2034169782982182200?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2034169782982182200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2034169782982182200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2034169782982182200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2034169782982182200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentines.html' title='MY VALENTINE&apos;S'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i655.photobucket.com/albums/uu273/RepentantSinner/snaggables/th_mybeloved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2707755923220100640</id><published>2010-01-29T17:28:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:39:56.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>As I begin this new year I praise God for the challenges I overcame last year and excited about what is to be this year. I find myself feeling more of God's peace and love, especially during this first fruits month. I am finding myself reading a book which as all who know me..know, I don't care very much for reading. Maybe this is the year for changing that. I am excited to take LIFE this small group semester and feel God is moving for me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am anticipating growing in Him and being more in His will.&amp;nbsp;I am so overwhelmed how God cares for us through seasons, years and decades in His loving hands and reminds us ever so softly and lovingly that He loves us and this is all for us. I made no resolutions but have spiritual goals I have set before me this year to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to friendships growing, my children prospering more and my love growing deeper for my husband and completely falling in love daily with Jesus my Bridegroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All in all .. I am so thankful to serve JESUS CHRIST &amp;nbsp;YESHUA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/psalm%2023" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Psalm 23 Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj76/baegrant/Psalm23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&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/5861124657733481077-2707755923220100640?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2707755923220100640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2707755923220100640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2707755923220100640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2707755923220100640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3807779768936993682</id><published>2010-01-11T13:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:21:10.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Instead of the normal Christmas pictures to post I wanted to post my true gifts from God ~MY FAMILY~ Hope you all had a great Christmas! Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t2x4qrCII/AAAAAAAACGY/eOmzKwTQ2J8/s1600-h/102_8415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t2x4qrCII/AAAAAAAACGY/eOmzKwTQ2J8/s320/102_8415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t2nHnYLvI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1ZZO6Lwpeb4/s1600-h/102_8414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t2nHnYLvI/AAAAAAAACGQ/1ZZO6Lwpeb4/s320/102_8414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t27OHMX4I/AAAAAAAACGg/Wwk6f9jUI9Q/s1600-h/102_8423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t27OHMX4I/AAAAAAAACGg/Wwk6f9jUI9Q/s320/102_8423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3807779768936993682?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3807779768936993682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3807779768936993682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3807779768936993682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3807779768936993682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html' title='CHRISTmas'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/S0t2x4qrCII/AAAAAAAACGY/eOmzKwTQ2J8/s72-c/102_8415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8602426663472697667</id><published>2009-12-19T21:04:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:25:53.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's First Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy3Cnpr-0aI/AAAAAAAACGA/OQFP7vQBppc/s1600-h/Rintoo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy3Cnpr-0aI/AAAAAAAACGA/OQFP7vQBppc/s320/Rintoo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshua has been begging for a pet so we decided on a guinea pig. So we found the perfect, gentle one. Joshua named him Rintoo. We had not yet had that talk about responsibility but our lil man already knew in his heart he had one. He proudly announced to me that he realized the huge responsibility in caring for Rintoo and he would love him, care for him and feed him. As you can see in one of the pictures he also remember playtime. I am very impressed. I love hearing him talk to him in baby talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy3Ch69E4oI/AAAAAAAACF4/z31LGNZ5l1k/s1600-h/J+and+R.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy3Ch69E4oI/AAAAAAAACF4/z31LGNZ5l1k/s320/J+and+R.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy2SYYfYKzI/AAAAAAAACFo/gTCHpAgMmyQ/s1600-h/102_8266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy2SYYfYKzI/AAAAAAAACFo/gTCHpAgMmyQ/s400/102_8266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8602426663472697667?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8602426663472697667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8602426663472697667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8602426663472697667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8602426663472697667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/12/joshuas-first-pet.html' title='Joshua&apos;s First Pet'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sy3Cnpr-0aI/AAAAAAAACGA/OQFP7vQBppc/s72-c/Rintoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5434357038622834597</id><published>2009-12-17T23:31:00.024-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:15:32.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's First Christmas Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #940f04; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't express how touched I was being able to go Joshua's first Christmas program. How fitting he was an angel. To me, he is my lil' angel. He continues more than the day before to touch my heart and amaze me with his cute sayings and personality. Jesus is the greatest gift but this lil' one is my great reward.&amp;nbsp;His smile melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SysmdyGkYcI/AAAAAAAACFA/6YKz-v7grzo/s1600-h/Joshua+Christmas+Program.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SysmdyGkYcI/AAAAAAAACFA/6YKz-v7grzo/s320/Joshua+Christmas+Program.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&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://www.facebook.com/v/1177087355374" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1177087355374" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think he thought I was taking pictures so he was sweet to keep looking at me and posing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-5434357038622834597?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5434357038622834597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5434357038622834597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5434357038622834597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5434357038622834597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/12/joshuas-first-christmas-program.html' title='Joshua&apos;s First Christmas Program'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SysmdyGkYcI/AAAAAAAACFA/6YKz-v7grzo/s72-c/Joshua+Christmas+Program.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3550792537459492248</id><published>2009-12-15T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T12:08:06.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Patty Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SyfP4duhjDI/AAAAAAAACEg/auDnG_vKf6w/s1600-h/Miss+Patty+Cakes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SyfP4duhjDI/AAAAAAAACEg/auDnG_vKf6w/s320/Miss+Patty+Cakes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SyfP9uJ6rPI/AAAAAAAACEo/dSmoaL2zEOU/s1600-h/MPC2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SyfP9uJ6rPI/AAAAAAAACEo/dSmoaL2zEOU/s320/MPC2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share some pictures of Miss Patty Cakes. I had never heard about her but we had a blast and my favorite part was the emphasis on JESUS. &amp;nbsp;In the picture above Stan the Handyman said..this box was the gift Jesus wanted and as you can see it is You. I am so glad I took Joshua to be apart of this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is the greatest gift and the reason for the season!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3550792537459492248?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3550792537459492248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3550792537459492248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3550792537459492248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3550792537459492248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/12/miss-patty-cakes.html' title='Miss Patty Cakes'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SyfP4duhjDI/AAAAAAAACEg/auDnG_vKf6w/s72-c/Miss+Patty+Cakes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2995361583925264384</id><published>2009-12-07T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:08:08.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis A Wonderful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tis The Season and 'Tis One Happy Momma. I am so proud of Joshua going to school like a big boy and he loves it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here are some pictures of his most recent fun at school making a gingerbread house. These are taking from my phone so not the best quality but what is the best....is times I have to be part of his daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bnzNIJFI/AAAAAAAACEM/COAIQXq2ubY/s1600-h/IMG00066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bnzNIJFI/AAAAAAAACEM/COAIQXq2ubY/s320/IMG00066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bf58o93I/AAAAAAAACD8/NVlAAIYl64Y/s1600-h/IMG00061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bf58o93I/AAAAAAAACD8/NVlAAIYl64Y/s320/IMG00061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bjjZ0NEI/AAAAAAAACEE/o1Eqtg6qRS0/s1600-h/IMG00063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bjjZ0NEI/AAAAAAAACEE/o1Eqtg6qRS0/s320/IMG00063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bQTd7z0I/AAAAAAAACD0/sNQwW0siYus/s1600-h/IMG00062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bQTd7z0I/AAAAAAAACD0/sNQwW0siYus/s320/IMG00062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bqYxWOhI/AAAAAAAACEU/blW9BDwnW-A/s1600-h/IMG00067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bqYxWOhI/AAAAAAAACEU/blW9BDwnW-A/s320/IMG00067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-2995361583925264384?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2995361583925264384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2995361583925264384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2995361583925264384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2995361583925264384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/12/tis-wonderful-life.html' title='&apos;Tis A Wonderful Life'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1bnzNIJFI/AAAAAAAACEM/COAIQXq2ubY/s72-c/IMG00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8057936013912687420</id><published>2009-12-07T13:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T13:39:00.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign Language Small Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just finished up small group for this semester. It had&amp;nbsp;the most amazing people in my group. I loved their commitment to learn sign language. I wanted to post pictures of some of the people in the group.&amp;nbsp;This is not everyone but those who attended the last class. I am so grateful for everyone who attended and look forward to seeing God use you in sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1VbJEjDeI/AAAAAAAACDM/NDM6ju7wWxo/s1600-h/small+group+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1VbJEjDeI/AAAAAAAACDM/NDM6ju7wWxo/s320/small+group+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1UjGSL62I/AAAAAAAACDE/d5yjU8BEX88/s1600-h/Small+group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1UjGSL62I/AAAAAAAACDE/d5yjU8BEX88/s320/Small+group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8057936013912687420?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8057936013912687420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8057936013912687420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8057936013912687420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8057936013912687420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-been-so-busy-doing-things-here.html' title='Sign Language Small Group'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sx1VbJEjDeI/AAAAAAAACDM/NDM6ju7wWxo/s72-c/small+group+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-675398304590241673</id><published>2009-10-21T15:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:28:54.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's First School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St9ssqp7pnI/AAAAAAAACBw/n5_WAGgT5IM/s1600-h/102_7790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0u4g-e7XI/AAAAAAAACBQ/NUcaeEVJmEA/s1600-h/102_7726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0u4g-e7XI/AAAAAAAACBQ/NUcaeEVJmEA/s320/102_7726.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;We went to the Pumpkin Patch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;this past Saturday to have a family day and to see my friend's daughter dance. We had a blast and I wanted to share some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0uLY4jFqI/AAAAAAAACA4/OccwoC4y7Ig/s1600-h/102_7725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0uLY4jFqI/AAAAAAAACA4/OccwoC4y7Ig/s400/102_7725.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0t9QMMbII/AAAAAAAACAw/3JYXCaOnNqY/s1600-h/102_7739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0t9QMMbII/AAAAAAAACAw/3JYXCaOnNqY/s400/102_7739.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0ur86qqQI/AAAAAAAACBI/uPnLoEW7opY/s1600-h/102_7736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0ur86qqQI/AAAAAAAACBI/uPnLoEW7opY/s400/102_7736.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0ubMvrksI/AAAAAAAACBA/ZLdHRe3ReBI/s1600-h/102_7735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0ubMvrksI/AAAAAAAACBA/ZLdHRe3ReBI/s400/102_7735.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0vEtTXoKI/AAAAAAAACBY/WXJe-SJEw0w/s1600-h/102_7727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0vEtTXoKI/AAAAAAAACBY/WXJe-SJEw0w/s400/102_7727.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0trj11MHI/AAAAAAAACAo/Nl_UOqUFaYM/s1600-h/102_7709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0trj11MHI/AAAAAAAACAo/Nl_UOqUFaYM/s400/102_7709.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-7270683458056161757?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7270683458056161757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7270683458056161757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7270683458056161757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7270683458056161757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun-at-pumpkin-patch-101709.html' title='Fun At The Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/St0u4g-e7XI/AAAAAAAACBQ/NUcaeEVJmEA/s72-c/102_7726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7624640475534855620</id><published>2009-10-05T15:29:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:13:50.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering My Greatest Rewards</title><content type='html'>I look at all the families having new additions to their lives and was dusting Joshua's room today and looked up and saw this picture in his "My Brother and Me" frame. Those first few precious moments last a lifetime in our hearts. I was overwhelmed when I saw this picture again. It has for me worth more than a-1000 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SspcUG-HzdI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/1gJlIZFl5pQ/s1600-h/102_7620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389221404640529874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SspcUG-HzdI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/1gJlIZFl5pQ/s400/102_7620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so thankful to God for my boys. They are my great reward. They have taught me so much about how God, My Father, loves me and to think God's love is greater than I can even comprehend. He loves me so much His eyes are red like fire with the love He has for me and for them. My boys are God's boys.. I gave them to Him. I trust every moment of their lives to Him.. no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning on how to be a mom God calls me to be and to be a positive mom. To instill values, love and His Word in them. Being a mom is one of my greatest accomplishments. I hold in high regard and honor. It is my most important ministry. I truly cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about my boys. They are amazing. They are 17 years apart in age and they are so close. They adore one another beyond any description possible. They each have a calling by God on their lives. Kyle to pastor/evangelize and Joshua a prophet. They love people like no tomorrow and bring joy to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have made me a proud momma and I am so grateful to God for giving them to me. I pray I train them in God's precepts and ways. I am proud of who they are and what they will do in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sspb0EfPAsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/wwc2X2Dwy2A/s1600-h/102_7542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389220854218293954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sspb0EfPAsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/wwc2X2Dwy2A/s400/102_7542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I say with a full heart of love is... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE MY BOYS =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Lord for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-7624640475534855620?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7624640475534855620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7624640475534855620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7624640475534855620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7624640475534855620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/10/remembering-my-greatest-rewards.html' title='Remembering My Greatest Rewards'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SspcUG-HzdI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/1gJlIZFl5pQ/s72-c/102_7620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-335740730176558350</id><published>2009-09-05T13:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:28:52.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN RAIN Pour Joshua's Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little guy had so much fun today in the rain. I had a blast watching him splash around and so did the neighbor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtGvWlKWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Bzc2sV_Ev-4/s1600-h/102_7403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051236335790434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtGvWlKWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Bzc2sV_Ev-4/s320/102_7403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtGHQvxlI/AAAAAAAAB7c/E6nq6rIIFvs/s1600-h/102_7415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051225573901906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtGHQvxlI/AAAAAAAAB7c/E6nq6rIIFvs/s320/102_7415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtFzWwXsI/AAAAAAAAB7U/-jVvNrGPW8s/s1600-h/102_7411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051220230397634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtFzWwXsI/AAAAAAAAB7U/-jVvNrGPW8s/s320/102_7411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051213341177938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtFZsPOFI/AAAAAAAAB7M/rmXOFrA9a8w/s320/102_7418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtEye42PI/AAAAAAAAB7E/RhsWKoVDqSY/s1600-h/102_7386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378051202816202994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtEye42PI/AAAAAAAAB7E/RhsWKoVDqSY/s320/102_7386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-335740730176558350?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/335740730176558350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=335740730176558350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/335740730176558350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/335740730176558350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-rain-pour-joshuas-way.html' title='RAIN RAIN Pour Joshua&apos;s Way'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SqKtGvWlKWI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Bzc2sV_Ev-4/s72-c/102_7403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4156214605864702923</id><published>2009-09-03T09:27:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:15:03.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Condition Is My Heart In ???</title><content type='html'>I praise God for speaking to my heart last night at church. Gently and lovingly reminding me why I have a passion and destiny in deaf ministry and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the verse..As a man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thinketh&lt;/span&gt; in his heart..so is he.(Proverbs 23:7) What condition is my heart in? What have I become recently? Am I burdened by fallen relationships and scarred by them? Have I forgotten my passion in my heart for serving? When did I become burdened and not see it? Was I asleep in my spirit-man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night in an instant God did supernatural surgery on me. My Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Physician&lt;/span&gt; came down and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;circumcised&lt;/span&gt; my heart. Where was I when all these burdens and hurts manifested to control my attitude of my heart. After all isn't that what God wants is a loving pure heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a wonderful man last night in deaf ministry. He clearly to the human eye born with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deformities&lt;/span&gt; and a disease that was rare. I didn't see that. I saw a pure heart worshipping God with all he had in him and content.. I said CONTENT. He signed as he worshipped and God used him to initate the heart surgery I needed. I would almost believe He was God sent as an angel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disguise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to worry..yes, worry lately about leading deaf ministry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;interpreting&lt;/span&gt; all services but when did that change from a passion, desire and love of mine. When did it become work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so hurt by my family? I have a family most don't and I have a wonderful husband and two amazing sons. I let the hurt go for good last night. I have learned I cannot control others hearts or even try to figure it out or try to spare their heart. I AM to check my own heart and as long as that pleased God I am good. Not the outer appearance of good, but the heart condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man is two years older than my oldest son. I helped him with the Lord's Supper knowing he mentioned he ate by a feeding tube when I offered coffee. I walked with him to get the elements and help him return to his seat. In that instant I was changed. I Praise God. Jesus died to make us whole. We tend to make it our definition of what is whole. As long as our heart is whole and pure that is everything to God. This man was fearfully and wonderfully made and it doesn't matter if no one saw that in his outer appearance. I did. This body we have is temporary and not what God looks at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I release my family to God. I forgive and am made whole. What is to come? I don't know but I rest in peace knowing my heart is right and pure. I won't be focused on what I don't have or what has failed. I am healthy. My children are healthy. I have so much to be grateful for. I WILL NOT LIVE IN THE PAST because my heart is new. New has come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repent Lord of a burdened and hurt heart that made me react in defense. To my family, I repent before you of hurts I have caused to your heart. I don't know if things will be restored but know I love you. I am at peace. I have to be sure my heart is pure and loving and not reacting to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repent of feeling obligations to minister when it is a blessing to even be used. Because this vessel is so unworthy to be used by you Lord but somehow You do use me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I step into a new day.. with a new heart... unashamed...renewed passion.. healed and preparing to serve and love like never before. No longer consumed by outward appearances or situations but focused on a heart that pleas to be like Yours Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is my heart ...open to you and ready for new conditions that please God and ready to love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4156214605864702923?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4156214605864702923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4156214605864702923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4156214605864702923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4156214605864702923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-condition-is-my-heart-in.html' title='What Condition Is My Heart In ???'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3952443538709232554</id><published>2009-08-29T17:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:35:05.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PAINTING WITH PUDDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmsdFkUHhI/AAAAAAAAB68/5XmFHAu0A1U/s1600-h/102_7317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375517245954072082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmsdFkUHhI/AAAAAAAAB68/5XmFHAu0A1U/s320/102_7317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscynzOqI/AAAAAAAAB60/L1DbdKNw8eg/s1600-h/102_7323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375517240868420258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscynzOqI/AAAAAAAAB60/L1DbdKNw8eg/s320/102_7323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscZM6qoI/AAAAAAAAB6s/NjIY7-gsoNY/s1600-h/102_7326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375517234044775042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscZM6qoI/AAAAAAAAB6s/NjIY7-gsoNY/s320/102_7326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscCyRw6I/AAAAAAAAB6k/H2Gbb0N_sBM/s1600-h/102_7332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375517228027462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmscCyRw6I/AAAAAAAAB6k/H2Gbb0N_sBM/s320/102_7332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3952443538709232554?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3952443538709232554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3952443538709232554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3952443538709232554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3952443538709232554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/08/painting-with-pudding.html' title='PAINTING WITH PUDDING'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmsdFkUHhI/AAAAAAAAB68/5XmFHAu0A1U/s72-c/102_7317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1472269735126914908</id><published>2009-07-24T23:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:40:36.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY COWBOY BOOTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little boy pondered…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh what will he do! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With no cowboy boots…What's a boy to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLo0L0z7I/AAAAAAAABqQ/AboQ_LRPfqg/s1600-h/102_7021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362251839657267122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLo0L0z7I/AAAAAAAABqQ/AboQ_LRPfqg/s400/102_7021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then the little boy remembered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh yeah I got a pair!&lt;br /&gt;Let me run to get them...no more despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362251831516511778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLoV26viI/AAAAAAAABqI/kU4oQNTZffo/s400/102_7018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLoHAt5zI/AAAAAAAABqA/4HJ--MHqLmQ/s1600-h/102_7022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362251827531081522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLoHAt5zI/AAAAAAAABqA/4HJ--MHqLmQ/s400/102_7022.JPG" border="0" /&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/5861124657733481077-1472269735126914908?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1472269735126914908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1472269735126914908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1472269735126914908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1472269735126914908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-cowboy-boots_24.html' title='MY COWBOY BOOTS'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmqLo0L0z7I/AAAAAAAABqQ/AboQ_LRPfqg/s72-c/102_7021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5118444678640955173</id><published>2009-07-24T22:11:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:50:59.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Song to My LORD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LORD, I want to start this blog and thank You for Your Presence this morning and how You planned it so beautiful like a song over me today. I love You LORD and here is my song/writing to You. Thank You for what You are doing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is the song over our life and He knows every note, cord, every word, every verse, every rhythm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our lives are a song to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A sweet fragrance to Him in how we sing our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How it ministers to those around us for His glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It reminds of how when you hear your own children sing worship songs along with the radio and how it blesses you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just something in your heart leaps with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How much more is our song when sung along with His and makes His heart leap with love and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God You are my song I sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LORD I want to hear Your song over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How you sing Love over me and desire to dance with Your Beloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The fragrance would fill the room as much as Your Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I long to be intimate with You LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No more break in the chorus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No more it being a song repeatedly in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But a song that comes from my every being into Your Holy Heart and Holy Place LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need Thee....I need Your Love....I need Your Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/jesus" target="_blank" o="5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j224/Tammy_M/God%20Jesus%20Angels%20etc/2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IT IS a good and delightful thing to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises [with musical accompaniment] to Your name, O Most High, To show forth Your loving-kindness in the morning and Your faithfulness by night, With an instrument of ten strings and with the lute, with a solemn sound upon the lyre. For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your works; at the deeds of Your hands I joyfully sing. How great are Your doings, O Lord! Your thoughts are very deep. (Psalm 92:1-5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-5118444678640955173?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5118444678640955173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5118444678640955173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5118444678640955173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5118444678640955173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-song-to-my-lord.html' title='My Song to My LORD'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j224/Tammy_M/God%20Jesus%20Angels%20etc/th_2707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3100126554855295665</id><published>2009-07-21T08:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:14:39.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OnePrayer</title><content type='html'>I can't but help rejoice in the Lord always for He has done such marvelous works for us and through us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have made valuable relationships this year and last year in OnePrayer. I look back on one year ago and today and am proclaiming how great our God is and how wonderful are those people He brought into our lives to serve together and the many doors that were open and will be opened through OnePrayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for a wonderful church that thinks of the less fortunate and loves on a city no matter what it appears to be like. I am so grateful to be apart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many great people in our small group that were unable to attend the outreach day and I would love for you to go to this website and look at their pictures if you have a Facebook account. They each are a blessing to God and to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=91903548115&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=91903548115&amp;amp;ref=ts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360912888944996834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ3oFhMeI/AAAAAAAABoo/eBeo8JhXkY8/s400/1st+small+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360912886092865410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ3ddhH4I/AAAAAAAABog/S2evlUEHEPk/s400/me+%26+diana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360912879124699122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ3DgLV_I/AAAAAAAABoY/CKhN8CqNyZI/s400/Joshua+sleeping+at+OnePrayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360912877726948434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ2-S7XFI/AAAAAAAABoQ/JHFnvESK9n0/s400/102_7001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ2p-w9KI/AAAAAAAABoI/5iESFKyFMH8/s1600-h/102_6966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360912872273671330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ2p-w9KI/AAAAAAAABoI/5iESFKyFMH8/s400/102_6966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3100126554855295665?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3100126554855295665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3100126554855295665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3100126554855295665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3100126554855295665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/oneprayer.html' title='OnePrayer'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmXJ3oFhMeI/AAAAAAAABoo/eBeo8JhXkY8/s72-c/1st+small+group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8391168225203353026</id><published>2009-07-18T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:45:53.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy</title><content type='html'>The day after my last post I got a phone call from my daddy. He really wanted me to come visit so I went to see him. We had a great visit and can't wait until my next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for my father! Please heal him from the horrors he saw at Vietnam and Lord, I pray a deliverence of all that binds him. In Your precious name. Amen! So be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359980260491049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmJ5pgWsuMI/AAAAAAAABnY/Yj7FxN52eyY/s400/Me+and+my+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmJ5pWN3chI/AAAAAAAABnQ/HnT12Oco7bg/s1600-h/Joshua+andPoppaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359980257769648658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmJ5pWN3chI/AAAAAAAABnQ/HnT12Oco7bg/s400/Joshua+andPoppaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8391168225203353026?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8391168225203353026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8391168225203353026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8391168225203353026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8391168225203353026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-daddy.html' title='My Daddy'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmJ5pgWsuMI/AAAAAAAABnY/Yj7FxN52eyY/s72-c/Me+and+my+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8976205694437522645</id><published>2009-07-17T08:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:37:57.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Skating Rink Story</title><content type='html'>This story actually began almost 29 years ago. I had just turned 9 years old and just welcomed my baby brother to our family. My dad dropped my mom, brothers and cousin off at the local skating rink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was skating I fell and broke my arm. I was in shock and thought I had a cramp in my arm begging someone to get it out. The next moment a man came running and picked me up and ran to the office of the rink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sent by ambulance to the hospital where they gave me Demerol which I had an allergic reaction to and slapped the doctor. Then they gave me Valium to counteract it, which I was also allergic too. I hallucinated all night screaming and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; most being terrified of the spiders all over the room. They keep me overnight because they actually suspected my mom being abusive because of my anger towards her. I was upset with her because I didn't understand why she didn't help me. All I wanted was that man who helped me. He did come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt; to check on me. I never forgot him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are a few months ago. I am on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; and get a message in my inbox asking if I lived in Hayden. I replied yes and got a friend request from Terri. She asked me if I broke my arm at the skating rink. I replied yes. She immediately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IMed&lt;/span&gt; me and we talked for a while. Terri is the daughter of the man who helped me who is my age. I never knew she was even there or how scared she was seeing my bone out of my arm. I expressed how her daddy became my hero that day and she replied,"My daddy become my hero that day." I was speechless to see how God used the situation to touch her life too. He works all things for our good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on to tell me that they always thought of me and wondered how I was. Her dad never forgot me and even thought of me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; and prayed for me. This reached down in my soul to a place of where I had a wound of feeling a loss from my relationship with my father. I wanted a dad who prayed for me and took me to church. As I grew older my dad's drinking problem become evident especially the past 4 years. He is such a kind-hearted man who is bound by alcoholism. This limits my relationship with him and my family. I had been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mourning&lt;/span&gt; this when I heard Terri's dad had prayed and thought of me. God showed me immediately that although things seem at a loss the thing He is doing that I don't see are for my hope, future and life. To find out I did have a man praying for me all my life completely touched me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I met them all for lunch. I pulled up and smiled at them and immediately felt like I had known them my own life. I got out and walk in like I had lunch with them a thousand times before. There was no awkwardness or nervousness but a feeling of they are my family. I had the best day with them yesterday. God is doing a work in me and healed me yesterday of family problems or lack of relationships in my family. God is my Abba Father and He sends people to be part of your life who change it forever. I sat across from Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chatham&lt;/span&gt; and feel like he is a father to me. Him recalling what happened that day and saying he called my home several times to check on me. I never knew that. He said he never forgot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our families grafted together yesterday and I am so thankful that God moved to make this happen for me 29 years ago. I am awed that God my FATHER has every care for me to go before me in my life and plan it for my every benefit and hope. I am so thankful for this family and who they are becoming in my life. God brings the sweetest blessing of family and I am thankful for this one and my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to share that my dad has called me more lately sober and we have had long great conversations. I am trusting God to restore my family this year in every way and I know this is just the beginning of the great works He is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures of my day yesterday. To Terri and her dad..you have blessed my life so much and God used you to heal me in a way I can never express. It most of all shows me that My Heavenly Father cares for me so much He ordained this to be. I love you all and know how precious you are to me now and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to being part of your lives. I feel like I have always been in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424860516662850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAg-N-PkI/AAAAAAAABnI/-SPyva7xQdI/s400/102_6891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424854099519362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAgmUAZ4I/AAAAAAAABnA/jTYbUoJGV6U/s400/102_6904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424850681672018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAgZlIMVI/AAAAAAAABm4/wQLc-1vSXwo/s400/102_6903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424840484473074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAfzl7SPI/AAAAAAAABmw/BHLCNyqrT7Y/s400/102_6894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAfuNduhI/AAAAAAAABmo/s0U5O6HJPcY/s1600-h/102_6890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359424839039695378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAfuNduhI/AAAAAAAABmo/s0U5O6HJPcY/s400/102_6890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8976205694437522645?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8976205694437522645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8976205694437522645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8976205694437522645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8976205694437522645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-skating-rink-story.html' title='My Skating Rink Story'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SmCAg-N-PkI/AAAAAAAABnI/-SPyva7xQdI/s72-c/102_6891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-9020088675204048508</id><published>2009-07-03T14:56:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:28:18.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life to Love</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday after going to our spiritual parents' church in Gadsden, we went to lunch where I found Joshua a cowboy outfit for $9. He completely loved it and looks so adorable in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we took the back way and had some nice family time. Pointing out chickens, donkeys, cows, horses and all sorts of animals. We stopped to let Joshua see the cows and stopped at a local farmer's market type store and got Joshua some ice cream and some veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow older I have learned to take one day, moment at a time and cherish it. We only have one life to love and I love my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354346251272691266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51jAeNnkI/AAAAAAAABmg/TxVk3YrTYcM/s320/102_6705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51ioYwerI/AAAAAAAABmY/5rjY8JGaUI0/s1600-h/102_6701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354346244807359154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51ioYwerI/AAAAAAAABmY/5rjY8JGaUI0/s320/102_6701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51iJC-1RI/AAAAAAAABmQ/_aWS52LCYnU/s1600-h/102_6738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354346236394525970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51iJC-1RI/AAAAAAAABmQ/_aWS52LCYnU/s320/102_6738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354346232396825186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51h6J2wmI/AAAAAAAABmI/CWA663huzss/s320/102_6728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51hg60jSI/AAAAAAAABmA/jQZEfZSrsFs/s1600-h/102_6727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354346225622879522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51hg60jSI/AAAAAAAABmA/jQZEfZSrsFs/s320/102_6727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-9020088675204048508?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/9020088675204048508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=9020088675204048508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/9020088675204048508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/9020088675204048508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-to-love.html' title='My Life to Love'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sk51jAeNnkI/AAAAAAAABmg/TxVk3YrTYcM/s72-c/102_6705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-644335066028717717</id><published>2009-06-19T15:37:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:22:11.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chattanooga, Tennessee</title><content type='html'>We had an awesome vacation in Chattanooga. We took Joshua to see the Aquarium, IMAX, Discovery Museum, Coolidge Park where he rode a huge carousel, Look-Out Mountain and Ruby Falls. We all had a blast. Below are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SjwBBF-7nSI/AAAAAAAABkE/0-W1OOIvEK4/s1600-h/102_6280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349151575706934562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SjwBBF-7nSI/AAAAAAAABkE/0-W1OOIvEK4/s200/102_6280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RuspspI/AAAAAAAABj8/47U2-ZeL8P0/s1600-h/102_6203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349149662490768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RuspspI/AAAAAAAABj8/47U2-ZeL8P0/s200/102_6203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RfupMHI/AAAAAAAABj0/N_LUHUz0KNo/s1600-h/102_6177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349149658472591474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RfupMHI/AAAAAAAABj0/N_LUHUz0KNo/s200/102_6177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RJhf5wI/AAAAAAAABjs/3af2O7t5HJA/s1600-h/102_6378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349149652511876866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_RJhf5wI/AAAAAAAABjs/3af2O7t5HJA/s200/102_6378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_Qov8RUI/AAAAAAAABjk/He9kW1xh4u0/s1600-h/102_6389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349149643714086210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv_Qov8RUI/AAAAAAAABjk/He9kW1xh4u0/s200/102_6389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349146891627962018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8wcbenqI/AAAAAAAABjU/eUx6PTxbWOc/s200/102_6367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349146884386847570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8wBdD-1I/AAAAAAAABjM/syz-dknNjjc/s200/102_6452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vgUGpKI/AAAAAAAABjE/uQEKjXMtT1k/s1600-h/102_6317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349146875490903202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vgUGpKI/AAAAAAAABjE/uQEKjXMtT1k/s200/102_6317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vU2t0dI/AAAAAAAABi8/lM7yM_BzW7c/s1600-h/102_6342+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349146872414851538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vU2t0dI/AAAAAAAABi8/lM7yM_BzW7c/s200/102_6342+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vEUo5WI/AAAAAAAABi0/M23ckTrW1-Y/s1600-h/102_6313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349146867976955234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv8vEUo5WI/AAAAAAAABi0/M23ckTrW1-Y/s200/102_6313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144936776511666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv6-qCksLI/AAAAAAAABik/gCKAj6oMru4/s200/102_6383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349144916112050818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sjv69dDyCoI/AAAAAAAABiM/VOXV4q_jy-Q/s200/102_6287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-644335066028717717?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/644335066028717717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=644335066028717717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/644335066028717717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/644335066028717717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/06/chattanooga-tennessee.html' title='Chattanooga, Tennessee'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SjwBBF-7nSI/AAAAAAAABkE/0-W1OOIvEK4/s72-c/102_6280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-6043905609478863361</id><published>2009-05-04T13:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:54:46.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sf84y-22-UI/AAAAAAAABfM/QX-Z76OmwE4/s1600-h/Cousin+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332042932347664706" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sf84y-22-UI/AAAAAAAABfM/QX-Z76OmwE4/s400/Cousin+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sf84ystf8CI/AAAAAAAABfE/RfiI_FSP874/s1600-h/Cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332042927476568098" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sf84ystf8CI/AAAAAAAABfE/RfiI_FSP874/s400/Cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WANTED TO SHARE THESE PHOTOS OF MY NEICES AND NEPHEW WITH JOSHUA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Joshua, Jeremy, Lily, Olivia &amp;amp; Alyssa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-6043905609478863361?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/6043905609478863361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=6043905609478863361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/6043905609478863361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/6043905609478863361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='PICTURES'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sf84y-22-UI/AAAAAAAABfM/QX-Z76OmwE4/s72-c/Cousin+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1940247888609694790</id><published>2009-04-22T11:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:00:47.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the Lord - Psalm 150</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-78d0b86018554b2f" 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://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78d0b86018554b2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28C1459C3D6D457C033F0D4173DA007009B2321D.7437B097E8969CD1150832FF82877BDF742307D0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78d0b86018554b2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTA3n2I2cqQqqFe-Kt5WEZsWoG5M&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://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78d0b86018554b2f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28C1459C3D6D457C033F0D4173DA007009B2321D.7437B097E8969CD1150832FF82877BDF742307D0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78d0b86018554b2f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTA3n2I2cqQqqFe-Kt5WEZsWoG5M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD! Praise God in His sanctuary; praise Him in the heavens of His power! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praise Him for His mighty acts; praise Him according to the abundance of His greatness! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praise Him with trumpet sound; praise Him with lute and harp! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praise Him with tambourine and [single or group] dance; praise Him with stringed and wind instruments or flutes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praise Him with resounding cymbals; praise Him with loud clashing cymbals! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let everything that has breath and every breath of life praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! (Hallelujah!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Psalm 150 (AMP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-1940247888609694790?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=78d0b86018554b2f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1940247888609694790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1940247888609694790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1940247888609694790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1940247888609694790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/04/praise-lord-psalm-150.html' title='Praise the Lord - Psalm 150'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-1191667696275042521</id><published>2009-04-08T22:39:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:26:38.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLUNDER BOX</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322537076149966210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zRU_D1YI/AAAAAAAABaI/z2Vsj9QECZ8/s320/102_5769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zRS6RInI/AAAAAAAABaA/GmYhNFWCM8c/s1600-h/102_5772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322537075592995442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zRS6RInI/AAAAAAAABaA/GmYhNFWCM8c/s320/102_5772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zROHZYpI/AAAAAAAABZ4/mb9dD2Tl99Q/s1600-h/102_5767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322537074305884818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zROHZYpI/AAAAAAAABZ4/mb9dD2Tl99Q/s320/102_5767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family does Easter a little different. We feel strongly about observing the Jewish holidays and honoring them. The Bible says to do it throughout all generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the beginning of Passover, which means Joshua gets a plunder box. So what is a plunder box you may be wondering. It is a box of things to represent when the Israelites finally were free from slavery and released to leave Egypt and the Egyptians gave them their plunder to go because the death angel had passed over and killed the firstborn of the families whose door was not covered in the blood of the lamb. So Pharaoh ordered them to go. Of course, after God sending Moses many times and bringing plagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we had our Bible story time on Passover and Joshua received his plunder box. He received socks because it was a current need, some gold and silver coins to represent the gold and silver given to the Israelites, a chocolate cross representing Christ's death on the cross, candy sports jewelry and sidewalk chalk with 3D glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;I love this time of the year and love reflecting on Passover and bringing glory to our LAMB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lamb of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He takes away the sins of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a blessed Easter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/he%20is%20risen" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Easter Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i382.photobucket.com/albums/oo265/TransformedCharlotte_2008/Jesusrisen.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/5861124657733481077-1191667696275042521?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/1191667696275042521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=1191667696275042521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1191667696275042521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/1191667696275042521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/04/plunder-box.html' title='PLUNDER BOX'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Sd1zRU_D1YI/AAAAAAAABaI/z2Vsj9QECZ8/s72-c/102_5769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4699823457768326210</id><published>2009-04-04T21:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:55:19.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking With Dinosaurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321033277729912802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgbkvUft-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/gf8zS8fkgBY/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgacR8CcMI/AAAAAAAABYw/HGlbHN4dfvU/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321032032892121282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgacR8CcMI/AAAAAAAABYw/HGlbHN4dfvU/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgacW19D3I/AAAAAAAABYo/I7q3n4LF5sA/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321032034208780146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgacW19D3I/AAAAAAAABYo/I7q3n4LF5sA/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgabxyKVuI/AAAAAAAABYg/mBkeJClgrsM/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321032024260761314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgabxyKVuI/AAAAAAAABYg/mBkeJClgrsM/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZDYZo3yI/AAAAAAAABYY/NCiYCoZXKCo/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321030505618530082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZDYZo3yI/AAAAAAAABYY/NCiYCoZXKCo/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZC5LsJaI/AAAAAAAABYI/pHTB29Hhu8k/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321030497238525346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZC5LsJaI/AAAAAAAABYI/pHTB29Hhu8k/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZCqRiP0I/AAAAAAAABYA/EpoiCHh5EJU/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321030493236510530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZCqRiP0I/AAAAAAAABYA/EpoiCHh5EJU/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZCvlamrI/AAAAAAAABX4/IkNHWVi6wfk/s1600-h/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321030494662073010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgZCvlamrI/AAAAAAAABX4/IkNHWVi6wfk/s320/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome time we all had. Hope you enjoy the pictures...Rachael there is one for you and you will know which one.. =) It was a huge blessing watching his face at times. It probably was watching our faces too. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4699823457768326210?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4699823457768326210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4699823457768326210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4699823457768326210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4699823457768326210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/04/walking-with-dinosaurs.html' title='Walking With Dinosaurs'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdgbkvUft-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/gf8zS8fkgBY/s72-c/Walking+With+Dinosaurs+4+4+09+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3731371166674275085</id><published>2009-03-29T23:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:32:48.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETIMES NO WORDS ARE NEEDED =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdBK8CmV5CI/AAAAAAAABWw/E6cyshGsg_w/s1600-h/102_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318833555274851362" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdBK8CmV5CI/AAAAAAAABWw/E6cyshGsg_w/s400/102_5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdBK7518xoI/AAAAAAAABWo/iycwypCTx-w/s1600-h/102_5520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318833552924395138" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdBK7518xoI/AAAAAAAABWo/iycwypCTx-w/s400/102_5520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3731371166674275085?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3731371166674275085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3731371166674275085&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3731371166674275085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3731371166674275085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-no-words-are-needed.html' title='SOMETIMES NO WORDS ARE NEEDED =)'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SdBK8CmV5CI/AAAAAAAABWw/E6cyshGsg_w/s72-c/102_5523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-456118426906029495</id><published>2009-03-01T21:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:04:50.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joshua and Kyle had a blast today with the snow.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatZXaW4flI/AAAAAAAABUc/KQCqKnU4g1k/s1600-h/102_5214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308434844533423698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatZXaW4flI/AAAAAAAABUc/KQCqKnU4g1k/s400/102_5214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308429446805558258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatUdOQRk_I/AAAAAAAABUE/bMpPayCVJMw/s400/102_5220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatUcKYAMAI/AAAAAAAABT0/c-m5zrBOixw/s1600-h/102_5227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308429428584361986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatUcKYAMAI/AAAAAAAABT0/c-m5zrBOixw/s400/102_5227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatUbtTow6I/AAAAAAAABTs/vP6vyxdWO4I/s1600-h/102_5226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308429420781421474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatUbtTow6I/AAAAAAAABTs/vP6vyxdWO4I/s400/102_5226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/5861124657733481077-456118426906029495?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/456118426906029495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=456118426906029495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/456118426906029495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/456118426906029495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SatZXaW4flI/AAAAAAAABUc/KQCqKnU4g1k/s72-c/102_5214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-8379030188511928354</id><published>2009-02-28T19:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:42:53.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>JOSHUA'S STAR DEBUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ef9f7bee8dba44ae" 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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def9f7bee8dba44ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D826729E20824F26A83DAEB189DDAE277D76E6781.2EC603F21A114465B8C3561DF4EC08300E603360%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def9f7bee8dba44ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbFtRvy-a8dZb4vetQLWkL-NDf3E&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://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Def9f7bee8dba44ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D826729E20824F26A83DAEB189DDAE277D76E6781.2EC603F21A114465B8C3561DF4EC08300E603360%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Def9f7bee8dba44ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbFtRvy-a8dZb4vetQLWkL-NDf3E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO PROUDLY PRESENT: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOSHUA CARY MCCAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IN HIS FIRST DEBUT SINGING &lt;em&gt;TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-8379030188511928354?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ef9f7bee8dba44ae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/8379030188511928354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=8379030188511928354&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8379030188511928354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/8379030188511928354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/02/joshuas-star-debut.html' title='JOSHUA&apos;S STAR DEBUT'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3781076835108205895</id><published>2009-02-10T18:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:51:16.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SZIjHs7MtOI/AAAAAAAABQc/yJ4YWuMIRXU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301338326594008290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SZIjHs7MtOI/AAAAAAAABQc/yJ4YWuMIRXU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the times God allows a friend to send you an email when you need it the most. I got this picture as a part of an email and just had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Lord for the laugh and the love of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3781076835108205895?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3781076835108205895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3781076835108205895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3781076835108205895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3781076835108205895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-is-good.html' title='God is Good!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SZIjHs7MtOI/AAAAAAAABQc/yJ4YWuMIRXU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3627143220418269766</id><published>2009-01-23T12:26:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:38:35.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaselyn Meri is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgkFf-kIzI/AAAAAAAAB5c/qZgU2himc48/s1600-h/April+3+09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375085832168547122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgkFf-kIzI/AAAAAAAAB5c/qZgU2himc48/s320/April+3+09+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday we welcomed Chaselyn Meri to the world. She came in weighing 4 lbs. 14 oz. and was 18 inches long. Mommy and baby are doing great. We really praise God! Joshua is so excited she is here and it is a blessing to watch him with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-3627143220418269766?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3627143220418269766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3627143220418269766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3627143220418269766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3627143220418269766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2009/01/chaselyn-meri-is-here.html' title='Chaselyn Meri is here!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgkFf-kIzI/AAAAAAAAB5c/qZgU2himc48/s72-c/April+3+09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5563357110673874071</id><published>2008-12-23T22:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:36:15.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" 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href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4888459867868542876</id><published>2008-12-02T20:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:21:17.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHH HOW CUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgR8mBHdbI/AAAAAAAAB3M/YfM7NLtBR3g/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065887961740722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgR8mBHdbI/AAAAAAAAB3M/YfM7NLtBR3g/s320/mccays+family+pics+515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgR8J0W4gI/AAAAAAAAB3E/1lOJ5DIkIDQ/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065880392032770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgR8J0W4gI/AAAAAAAAB3E/1lOJ5DIkIDQ/s320/mccays+family+pics+514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JOSHUA HAD A BLAST MAKING HIS GINGERBREAD FAMILY. I GOT TICKLED AT HIM EATING THE CANDIES MEANT FOR THE EYES AND TASTING THEM ALL, INCLUDING THE ONE WHO LOST AN ARM (IF LOOK CLOSELY WILL SEE IT).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AFTER HIS FINISHED TASTY PRODUCT HE EXCLAIMED.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OHHHH&lt;/span&gt; HOW CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE ADORED HIS LIL GINGERBREAD FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4888459867868542876?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4888459867868542876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4888459867868542876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4888459867868542876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4888459867868542876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohhh-how-cute.html' title='OHHH HOW CUTE!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpgR8mBHdbI/AAAAAAAAB3M/YfM7NLtBR3g/s72-c/mccays+family+pics+515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5967089957746288432</id><published>2008-11-12T11:06:00.025-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:21:57.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmntiUCfZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1xdmSXc7jxU/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512030990204306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmntiUCfZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1xdmSXc7jxU/s320/mccays+family+pics+356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmntGCLrSI/AAAAAAAAB6U/sD-XpF4UMgM/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512023399116066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmntGCLrSI/AAAAAAAAB6U/sD-XpF4UMgM/s320/mccays+family+pics+368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spmns2RJVkI/AAAAAAAAB6M/MOynCK7AN_A/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512019166910018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spmns2RJVkI/AAAAAAAAB6M/MOynCK7AN_A/s320/mccays+family+pics+398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375512009693594530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmnsS-iA6I/AAAAAAAAB6E/iZQXG-MkN4o/s320/mccays+family+pics+407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpghVZvvy9I/AAAAAAAAB5U/qWc4WzDeixc/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375082806838807506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpghVZvvy9I/AAAAAAAAB5U/qWc4WzDeixc/s320/mccays+family+pics+381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpghUwK-vDI/AAAAAAAAB5M/7flW_jVB4p8/s1600-h/mccays+family+pics+380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375082795678743602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpghUwK-vDI/AAAAAAAAB5M/7flW_jVB4p8/s320/mccays+family+pics+380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a way to celebrate the day! Teaching your child the importance of thanks and appreciation for our veterans. My father is a Vietnam veteran and my grandfather fought in the Korean War so this was close to my heart. The willingingness of dedicating their lives, that all veterans sacrifice, to defend our freedom, our rights and most of all, to be of service for our country, us, our children and generations to come.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/amercian%20flag" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Amercian flag glitter Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v280/QueenBea13/Glitter/flag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;God bless our Veterans and those serving in war now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;GOD BLESS AMERCIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;PROTECT OUR SERVICE MEN NOW! RELEASE YOUR ANGELS AROUND THEM AS THEY DEFEND US AND OUR COUNTRY. NOW AND IN THE PAST. HEAL THOSE WHO HAVE POST TRAMATIC STRESS DISORDER AND SCARS MENTALLY FROM THE WAR. HELP THEM COOP AND SEEK YOU FOR HEALING FROM ALL THEY ENDURE IN WAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MAY WE RISE UP AS A COUNTRY AND PRAY AND SEEK GOD FOR THEM AND FOR OUR NATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;IN YOUR PRECIOUS NAME..JESUS. AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&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/5861124657733481077-5967089957746288432?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5967089957746288432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5967089957746288432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5967089957746288432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5967089957746288432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-we-spent-our-veterans-day.html' title='PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SpmntiUCfZI/AAAAAAAAB6c/1xdmSXc7jxU/s72-c/mccays+family+pics+356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4051757290563654618</id><published>2008-10-28T16:33:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:21:30.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILDREN IN NEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I want to touch on something close to my heart. CHILDREN IN NEED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;To begin. I haven't ever shared this experience I had because it is so personal, but I feel it is time to share it because we need people to intercede and step up for these children. Whether in prayer or in the physical by giving your time and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;When Joshua was just a few months old or so I had a very real dream. I dreamed DHR took him away from me for no reason. There were witnesses who falsely accused me of things that weren't true and DHR believed them. In my dream I remember still the torment, pain, and agony of not having him. I don't know why I had this dream exactly and can't say God gave it to me but I do know He used it either way to plant a seed in me to love and pray for children in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In the dream I discovered the foster parents who got Joshua were hurting him in a bad way and not feeding him like he needed. I remember just gnawing my teeth in horror and felt so crazy because I was so distraught. I tried everything to get to my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I woke up thankful this was a dream and went and got my baby and held him a long time. Thanking and praising God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Over the next few weeks God would very strongly call me to pray for women who had lost their child by varies reasons. They include DHR wrongly taken them, death, kidnapping situations and women who discovered their child had been sexual abused and physically abused. God would call me to intercede at night with Joshua in my arms still after I had rocked him to sleep. I would think of these women who couldn't rock their child to sleep and how they indeed felt so distraught and in agony wondering how their children were. I began also praying that God would move where sexual offenders would be discovered if they would continue in hurting others. (I had prayed for them to be healed and to have a heart change.) Over the next weeks on the news I would see how God moved indeed with many sexual offenders being discovered and arrested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;My season to pray was over and up until this summer when a girl I know lost her child to DHR due to her own personal situation which gave me a desire to help, which led to me being apart of some really awesome small groups who minister to youth girls at Hill Crest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Here recently, I had forgotten the dream until the lady I help with Bible Study at Hill Crest mentioned the children at Hill Crest. I was amazed to find out they were as young as 4. I can't imagine how they must feel being in this place without the love of a parent to tuck them in bed at night, to read books, to pray over them, kiss their boo boos, hug them when they need encouragement. I also can't dare to think of what they were going through either. This brought life back to my dream after 3 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yesterday I went to Hill Crest and met with the children. They totally captured my heart. They desire so much of the things we take for granted. I sang songs with them and left. As I was leaving this little girl who wasn't much bigger than my own child who was very agitated because she just arrived her second time and I could see very distraught asked me to take her home please. It totally broke my heart. I did want to take her home. To read her a story and make her some hot chocolate and tell her Jesus loves you so much and you are so special but of course I couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I do plan to start going to be with these children and let them know that God does care and so do I. I am not sure how I will be able to go because of childcare and so forth but I know God put this in my heart and He will fulfill what He started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;If I could say anything it would be ... be quick to read that book to your children or stop and hold them because time flies so fast and opportunities pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pray for these children. Pray hard! They need us to.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/psalm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="psalm 127 Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i314.photobucket.com/albums/ll419/abrahamisraels/psalm_127_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4051757290563654618?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4051757290563654618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4051757290563654618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4051757290563654618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4051757290563654618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/10/children-in-need.html' title='CHILDREN IN NEED'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4145520025324567838</id><published>2008-10-26T11:02:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:20:48.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Cooks &amp; Scrambled Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love Sunday mornings. We go to the evening service at church and this creates our time to be a family and enjoy each other without having this or that or places to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc74xHjSI/AAAAAAAAB5E/fU0-TaWaie4/s1600-h/cooking+with+daddy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077970442947874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc74xHjSI/AAAAAAAAB5E/fU0-TaWaie4/s320/cooking+with+daddy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning Joshua and Shane decided to make pancakes, which is often their thing. I always love to watch. Little did I know Joshua watches and remembers all too well. He loves to cook just as much as his daddy and never passes up an opportunity to help cook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc7S7sTQI/AAAAAAAAB48/37o1mJbFh40/s1600-h/cooking+with+daddy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077960286752002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc7S7sTQI/AAAAAAAAB48/37o1mJbFh40/s320/cooking+with+daddy+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you love his little apron our friend gave him? He is just like daddy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc7CSGgJI/AAAAAAAAB40/oH5CgHKLCpY/s1600-h/cooking+with+daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077955817341074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc7CSGgJI/AAAAAAAAB40/oH5CgHKLCpY/s320/cooking+with+daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, here Joshua proudly display his pancakes he made. Yes, they look like scrambled eggs because he poured the batter in the pan without butter when I was asking Shane to help me put batteries in my camera to take these pictures.... so they stuck. Hence : Scrambled Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc6ocvazI/AAAAAAAAB4s/F8G8oVGVY_8/s1600-h/Joshua+Land+of+time+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077948882643762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc6ocvazI/AAAAAAAAB4s/F8G8oVGVY_8/s320/Joshua+Land+of+time+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here he shows off his "Sara face" from The Land Before Time movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/sara%20land%20before%20time" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk106/Punkrock2719/pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="Sara and Duckie Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They had a great time and I did too observing.&lt;br /&gt;Families are awesome and truly life's greatest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/5861124657733481077-4145520025324567838?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4145520025324567838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4145520025324567838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4145520025324567838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4145520025324567838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-two-cooks-scrambled-pancakes.html' title='My Two Cooks &amp; Scrambled Pancakes'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/Spgc74xHjSI/AAAAAAAAB5E/fU0-TaWaie4/s72-c/cooking+with+daddy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4944717727866297417</id><published>2008-10-10T11:13:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T21:45:38.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Can Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Here is one of my favorite fall recipes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Can Soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 lbs of Hamburger Meat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 Cans of Corn (drained)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 Cans of Chili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 Cans of Vegetable Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 Cans of Tomato Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;2 Cans of Tomato Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Brown meat and drain. Add together in large pot, meat and other ingredients. Adding water as feel needed to get consistency you desire. You can also add any spices you like. Simmer to heat and eat. We love to eat with cornbread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This makes a big pot and can feed your family and another. So invite your friends and family. Enjoy great fellowship. Afterall, this is the upcoming seasons to spend time with loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy and Happy Fall!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4944717727866297417?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4944717727866297417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4944717727866297417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4944717727866297417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4944717727866297417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-can-soup.html' title='10 Can Soup'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5797276777565850270</id><published>2008-10-10T10:15:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:25:01.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Thought I Wasn't Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The poem below has always meant so much to me as a reminder of the impact a mother has in her child's life. Even as a mother 16 years old not fully serving the Lord I knew this poem was so true. I used to have it on my refrigerator for years laminated when my oldest son was a small child. I ran across it the other day just looking on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;. Life can bring the sweetest reminders. What a blessing it has always meant to me and I pray it is for you as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When You Thought I Wasn't Looking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I saw you hang up my first painting on the refrigerator, and I wanted to paint another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, and I thought it was good to be kind to animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me, and I knew that little things are special things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I heard you say a prayer, and I believed there is a God I could always talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I felt you kiss me goodnight, and I felt loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, I saw that you cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;When you thought I wasn't looking, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOOKED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;....and wanted to say thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn't looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(author unknown) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-5797276777565850270?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5797276777565850270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5797276777565850270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5797276777565850270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5797276777565850270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-you-thought-i-wasnt-looking.html' title='When You Thought I Wasn&apos;t Looking'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2448150596273999721</id><published>2008-09-20T14:07:00.035-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:23:21.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts from a mom who appreciates her life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L♥&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vin&lt;/span&gt; My B♥&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ys&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SNVL_9b4D4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/WrvW2YPg5Qo/s1600-h/2005Kyle+and+Joshua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248184502965505922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SNVL_9b4D4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/WrvW2YPg5Qo/s320/2005Kyle+and+Joshua.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Bubba &amp;amp; Joshua" src="http://x7e.xanga.com/a28f12e5c7632213606890/m166847497.jpg" /&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;img src="http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k14/xox0xo/aerocharm/glitter/moms/11.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Becoming a mother at age 16, I never grasped the gift God would be giving me until I finally held my 9 week premature baby son for the first time when he was 3 weeks old. From that moment on my heart beat for this little 3 lb. 7oz baby and my desire to be the best mom I could be to him was born. He is now 20 and has his whole life in front of him. I am at a point where I need to release him completely to God and trust God. After all, he is God's child. I do pray he flies so high and serves the Lord with all his heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Bible says train a child up in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it. I sit here knowing out of all the ministry work I can do on this earth by far my greatest mission as a mother is to raise God fearing boys to become mighty servants of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I became a mother again in 2005 to Joshua it was like I was in a different life. Kyle was 17 and now I had a newborn. I thanked God for another opportunity to be a mother. These boys are my reward and great treasure. My vision and desire to see them fulfill their great destiny God created them for is near at hand as I know too well time does seem to pass by in a twinkle of an eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think of how great an opportunity to help God with a creation when He created my children in my womb, but what an honor to raise them in Godly ways. If I never succeed at anything may I succeed in raising my boys to become God's pleasing and faithful servants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you God for giving me my boys. I see it as a great honor to be used by You to train them in Your ways and teachings. Lord, help me to be that mother you desire for me to be. When I am tired give me exceeding energy and patience to love them. When I am stressed give me overwhelming love for them and Lord, when they need me let me be there and not too busy to see their need. They won't be mine forever for I must give them to You and release them. Lord, help me give them roots and so I can cheer as I see them fly. In Jesus' Name Amen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TO MY BOYS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;THIS SONG IS FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ixq1vr6hLxQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ixq1vr6hLxQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/5861124657733481077-2448150596273999721?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2448150596273999721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2448150596273999721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2448150596273999721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2448150596273999721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-some-thoughts-from-mom-who.html' title='Just some thoughts from a mom who appreciates her life.'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SNVL_9b4D4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/WrvW2YPg5Qo/s72-c/2005Kyle+and+Joshua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4561925015937364256</id><published>2008-09-10T16:32:00.031-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:44:07.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM NOT DEFINED BY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who my friends are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What family I was born in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Who my husband is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What neighborhood I live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What car I drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What my occupation is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How much money I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If I am thin and pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What church I go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What talent I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I AM DEFINED BY WHO I AM THROUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JESUS CHRIST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am His creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am fearfully and wonderfully made!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/precious" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jesus Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i213.photobucket.com/albums/cc65/pocketcage/precious_his_sight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For you created my inmost being; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you knit me together in my mother's womb.&lt;br /&gt;I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;your works are wonderful, I know that full well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Psalm 139:13-14 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4561925015937364256?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4561925015937364256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4561925015937364256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4561925015937364256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4561925015937364256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-not-defined.html' title=''/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4206898873171486239</id><published>2008-08-19T12:04:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:42:23.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken &amp; The Word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said, Hearken, all Judah, you inhabitants of Jerusalem, and you King Jehoshaphat. The Lord says this to you: Be not afraid or dismayed at this great mutlitude; for the battle is not yours, but God's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;II Chronicles 20:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/bible/eden_dylan/bible.gif?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj30/eden_dylan/bible.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;God will use things you pay attention to to speak to us because we don't always listen to Him at times. He often uses my little boy to speak to me. I wanted to share this precious moment with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was watching Joyce Meyers and Joshua was sitting right beside me. She was teaching on not complaining but offering praise to God. She used a sandwich to show how we should pray to God. How one slice of bread is our foundation and the inside or middle, she used chicken, was what we petitioned Him with, which included Lord my back hurts and other examples. Then she put the 2nd slice of bread on and says we should return to praise after our petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua inquires, "Momma, What is she doing?" I said she is teaching the Word of God. I continued, you know how mommy went to church and spoke to people about the Bible, that is what she is doing. He waited a moment and exclaimed ...&lt;em&gt;Chicken and ...the Word???&lt;/em&gt; He understood teaching the Word but didn't get the chicken part. He was trying to figure out how chicken and the Word went together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless our children! I can't wait until Joshua shows me through Christ my next life lesson. I learned some things may not make sense but to God they have a purpose. We only know in part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/chicken%20sandwich/fcarter757/menu_chicken_sandwich.jpg?o=12" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u300/fcarter757/menu_chicken_sandwich.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4206898873171486239?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4206898873171486239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4206898873171486239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4206898873171486239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4206898873171486239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/08/chicken-and-word.html' title='Chicken &amp; The Word!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-6601718502185770515</id><published>2008-08-18T19:54:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:35:46.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend Loves At All Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SKobA3dFsDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6erVCOXzJWo/s1600-h/m_67dc9deafdfd51c59fb3bb0906282021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236027218471530546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SKobA3dFsDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6erVCOXzJWo/s320/m_67dc9deafdfd51c59fb3bb0906282021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;A FRIEND LOVES AT ALL TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;PROVERBS 17:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;recently had to talk with my almost 3 yr old about loving a friend. We had been learning this in our Bible study times at home because he had learned it in church so I felt I needed to follow through at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;He loves his cousin Olivia or Cia, as he calls her. They are 10 months apart, she being older. They had been arguing and not sharing over certain toys one night so I felt impressed to implement the Word I was teaching. I laid down with him that night and told him the Bible says a friend loves at all times. To my amazement he began weeping hard and said Cia is my best friend. I said yes she is and you are suppose to share and not fight with her. He felt so saddened by his actions and I was honestly shocked he got the revelation of the verse, but he did. Since that time he has been such a good cousin/friend to Cia. He shares and doesn't argue with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I think of how Jesus said come like a child and also that there is no greater love than this that a man lays down his life for his friend. Jesus was our friend and continues to be a faithful friend. He did lay His life down for us. I also think of how it says in the Word...to the least you done unto these, you have done unto Me. How we treat others is how we treat Jesus. It is amazing with that thought how we would treat people better if we had that revelation. We wouldn't ask Jesus to come into our homes with messes and sin nor would we treat Him wrong and heartless, but He is here in our lives and we do treat Him how we treat others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I am evaluating myself and how I love others. We are commanded to love one another but I see so much of loving myself more because I can't say I would lay down my life for another or at times I think of others more than myself. I want to be of service for others and love them whole-heartedly and to love at all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;With all these thoughts I can only think...how can we love God if we can't even love our brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So many people simply need a FRIEND. Someone to walk in this journey in life with, to laugh with, mourn with and grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you Joshua of all your 35 months of life. You have taught me something child-like I can take throughout the rest of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Lord, let us all be friends as you have called us and to think of others rather than ourselves. To reach out to the hurting, lonely and desperate for love. So many people need friends Lord. Help me to be a friend who loves at all times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;In Jesus' name. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/friend%20loves%20at%20all%20times/lss4him/FriendLovesAllTimes.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i307.photobucket.com/albums/nn292/lss4him/FriendLovesAllTimes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-6601718502185770515?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/6601718502185770515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=6601718502185770515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/6601718502185770515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/6601718502185770515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/08/friend-loves-at-all-times.html' title='A Friend Loves At All Times'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vdbxhgAz5Qg/SKobA3dFsDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/6erVCOXzJWo/s72-c/m_67dc9deafdfd51c59fb3bb0906282021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-7988611304239164204</id><published>2008-08-04T11:19:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:57:26.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facing Myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So to be honest, I failed in character and as a servant of the Most High. There was a situation which deeply hurt my mom; and as well, very much will affect my dad (which are divorced). I got too emotionally upset about things that happened and became protective of them, knowing someone's wrong intentions to misuse them. I have Someone better and more equipped to handle all of life's situations. I forgot that. To be honest I had a lot of things surface that I didn't even know existed. I feel I missed out on having a relationship with my father and my children knowing their grandfather but I come to realize not only had I lost that hope but I lost compassion that my father, even so an alcoholic most of my life, has lost more than I. I was selfish in feeling I lost something treasurable because he is in my life, just not very much. I have him nevertheless. So if anyone out there has ever gone through something like this know. God loves you and is your Heavenly Father forever and He wants a close relationship with us all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I gave it to the Cross last night, literally! I thumb tacked it right on there at church and had me an encounter with God and I am trusting God. I did repent to the Lord for my actions this weekend but best of all He told me He loves me and is here for me. Who can compare to that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To my dad who will never read this. You have a heart of gold, a real treasure. Unfortunately many don't ever get to see that. I have. I am sorry you are in bondage to this addiction that has robbed you of the love, blessings and relationships here on earth. I know you had a hard life with Vietnam and how it haunts you. I wish I could make it all better for you but only God can....and Dad I give you to GOD, our Father. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;John 1:12 - But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe on His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PRAYING HANDS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The "Praying Hands" are much, much more than just a work of art, They are the "soul's creations" of a deeply thankful heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They are a Priceless Masterpiece that love alone could paint, And they reveal the selflessness of an unheralded saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;These hands so scarred and toilworn, tell the story of a man Who sacrificed his talent in accordance with God's Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For in God's Plan are many things man cannot understand, But we must trust God's judgement and be guided by His Hand -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometime He asks us to give up our dreams of happiness, Sometimes we must forego our hopes of fortune and success -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not all of us can triumph or rise to heights of fame, And many times What Should Be Ours, goes to another Name -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But he who makes a sacrifice, so another may succeed, Is indeed a true disciple of our blessed Saviour's creed -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For when we "give ourselves away" in sacrifice and love, We are "laying up rich treasures" in God's kingdom up above -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And hidden in gnarled, toilworn hands in the truest Art of Living, Achieved alone by those who've learned the "Victory of Giving"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For any sacrifice on earth, made in the dear Lord's name Assures the giver of a place in Heaven's Hall of Fame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And who can say with certainty Where the Greatest Talent Lies, Or Who Will Be the Greatest In Our Heavenly Father's Eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~Helen Steiner Rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-7988611304239164204?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/7988611304239164204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=7988611304239164204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7988611304239164204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/7988611304239164204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-to-be-honest-i-failed-in-character.html' title='Facing Myself!'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-2738860572378655901</id><published>2008-07-27T15:43:00.055-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:03:47.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilcrest Outreach / Glory to GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Hillcrest Outreach" src="http://xb4.xanga.com/6b4c4a65d8631202508091/b157130588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Ros Tia &amp;amp; Shane" src="http://x25.xanga.com/51dc9045c8433202686800/s157289399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Paula" src="http://x96.xanga.com/0d9c67fa76d33202508259/s157130739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px" alt="Melissa &amp;amp; Rachael" src="http://x06.xanga.com/c33c74fa56330202508247/t157130729.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Madeline and McKenzie" src="http://x41.xanga.com/f188270063728202508241/s157130724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Noah" src="http://xe2.xanga.com/00ac71fb36d30202508256/s157130736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="Me &amp;amp; Abby" src="http://x44.xanga.com/dabf0b7bd5437202686789/s157289386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="The Montgomery Family" src="http://x6f.xanga.com/9adc73fb25431202508092/s157130589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/scriptures/ConnieMarie2008/Scriptures%20and%20Religious/SS_WA_Jer29-11.jpg?o=24" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll253/ConnieMarie2008/Scriptures%20and%20Religious/SS_WA_Jer29-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/yes%20i%20am%20a%20princess/1threeunit/untitled.jpg?o=13" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i220.photobucket.com/albums/dd3/1threeunit/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;I wanted to share some pictures of our Summer Small Group Outreach we had this past Saturday at Hilcrest. We were able to minister to 12 wonderful girls in the RTCC program. Some of whom received Christ into their hearts. I am in awe of how God can make a hard heart become open to receive Him with simple gestures of love that melts away all heartache and molds it into a heart of love. I saw girls who seemed so hard-hearted weep so hard and humble themselves to God. God moved so beautifully. Thank you Lord for allow us all to minister for Your glory. If we do not love we are nothing. 1 Cor. 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To my small group&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What an awesome group you are. I pray God continues to grow us into beautiful relationships with one another. God bless you and keep you =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;cr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***H.O.P.E ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;cr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;ffers &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;eace &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ternally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;cr&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-2738860572378655901?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/2738860572378655901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=2738860572378655901&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2738860572378655901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/2738860572378655901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/07/hilcrest-outreach.html' title='Hilcrest Outreach / Glory to GOD'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll253/ConnieMarie2008/Scriptures%20and%20Religious/th_SS_WA_Jer29-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-144823008714748483</id><published>2008-07-25T20:11:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:42:31.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LIL PRAISER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I wanted to share a blessing. I have started doing praise worship at home with my 2 year old. He loves Jesus so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/worship/lilmissmontana/worship/altogetherlovelyheretoworship.jpg?o=286" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd5/lilmissmontana/worship/altogetherlovelyheretoworship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="m_740123843f830f72779a662c12436cb1" src="http://xcc.xanga.com/061c473ac1131202124225/m156790891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="m_26168483a8fd75413908e155e53dbf08" src="http://x83.xanga.com/6cec443718731202124223/m156790889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="m_02cb7b82b4891328d6f374ef9a8228f1" src="http://x6d.xanga.com/83185202c16b8202124221/m156790887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 170px" alt="m_6cf47facb33442403995a26a223993d1" src="http://x02.xanga.com/a21c873678135202127895/m156793959.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/praise%20jesus/Shimmer279407/Jesus%20Saves/singpraise.jpg?o=34" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc221/Shimmer279407/Jesus%20Saves/singpraise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CHILDREN CAN REMIND YOU OF SO MANY THINGS YOU FORGOT! I KNOW THAT IS WHY JESUS SAID COME LIKE A CHILD! WHAT PURE WORSHIP HE OFFERED UP TO THE LORD THAT DAY!&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/5861124657733481077-144823008714748483?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/144823008714748483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=144823008714748483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/144823008714748483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/144823008714748483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wanted-to-share-blessing.html' title='MY LIL PRAISER'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd5/lilmissmontana/worship/th_altogetherlovelyheretoworship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-3121408840126036148</id><published>2008-07-23T00:20:00.039-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:49:48.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px" alt="JULIE CAMRA 4" src="http://x2a.xanga.com/d3485327680a8186011540/t142723485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px" alt="m_cd28062bbba2b6d4b5add32e88000d50" src="http://xbf.xanga.com/d298512442218201561730/t156296260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px" alt="2005Kyle and Joshua" src="http://xc0.xanga.com/924c44f3d4c31201561722/t156296253.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 160px" alt="Kyle playing drum at storehouse" src="http://x69.xanga.com/071c72f245431201562633/t156297062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 119px" alt="Superbunny" src="http://x3a.xanga.com/ed1c77f704530201565224/t156299264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/image/i%20love%20my%20family/Sweetheart56763/iluvmyfamilygraphic.gif?o=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk228/Sweetheart56763/iluvmyfamilygraphic.gif" /&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/5861124657733481077-3121408840126036148?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/3121408840126036148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=3121408840126036148&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3121408840126036148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/3121408840126036148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/07/julie-camra-4_23.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-5970224225981534012</id><published>2008-07-22T12:41:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:45:01.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sign Language'/><title type='text'>Sign Language - May 3, 2008 - Song by Rita Springer, Gonna Be Worth It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This is a short video my little precious friend videotaped off my camera at a women's conference I signed at in May 2008, in Rainbow City, Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It is for the most part recorded sideways and isn't the song in its entirety signed. So hopefully it won't be too much strain on your neck to watch =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I thank God for enabling me to do this for Him. I consider it my sacrifice and worship to Him. It is such an honor and I am so thankful to be able to minister to affect lives for the glory of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;His kingdom come, His will be done and..... never mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be A Sign For Jesus! &gt;&lt;&gt; It is gonna be worth it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I HAVE STRENGTH FOR ALL THINGS IN CHRIST WHO EMPOWERS ME [I AM READY FOR ANYTHING AND EQUAL TO ANYTHING THROUGH HIM WHO INFUSES INNER STRENGTH INTO ME; I AM SELF-SUFFICIENT IN CHRIST'S SUFFICIENCY]&lt;br /&gt;- Philippians 4:13 (AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7ea0f9d4c1e87afd" 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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7ea0f9d4c1e87afd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61777E2627BC74C012D7EBEB023B3F0FB3F8C112.47285901A5E3762F747952A4DA37287A59AD3FF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7ea0f9d4c1e87afd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt78XaueLyzfJURngdz7kGQm3h4U&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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7ea0f9d4c1e87afd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331349309%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61777E2627BC74C012D7EBEB023B3F0FB3F8C112.47285901A5E3762F747952A4DA37287A59AD3FF1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7ea0f9d4c1e87afd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dt78XaueLyzfJURngdz7kGQm3h4U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-5970224225981534012?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7ea0f9d4c1e87afd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/5970224225981534012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=5970224225981534012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5970224225981534012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/5970224225981534012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/07/sign-language-may-3-2008-song-by-rita.html' title='Sign Language - May 3, 2008 - Song by Rita Springer, Gonna Be Worth It'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861124657733481077.post-4443953669628039758</id><published>2008-07-21T14:47:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:11:03.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I became pregnant at age 16 and married in 10th grade. I gave premature birth to Kyle in July of 1988 and he changed my life completely. Never had I known a love like I felt the first time I saw him face to face. At that point my vision to make a way for us was birthed. Throughout a rocky marriage of verbal and physical abuse, my marriage ended when I was 21. Even though I had almost raised Kyle by myself, I was at this point truly alone and raising a confused and hurting 5 year old, not to mention the mess I was. I then welcomed the world as my love, comfort and so to speak divorced the God I barely knew to pursue a relationship with the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I still continued on "my way". I went through another abusive relationship and several relationships throughout the years and continued in the world adapting to every thing and enjoying everything it had to offer. I came to the end of my road in 2002. I was very depressed and had started on medication and came to a fork in my journey with two ways to choose. It was at that time God starting calling to me and drawing me. I for once, listened and drew close to Him. He was always there the whole time once I looked back. He always protected me, provided for us and always loved me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;At a prayermeeting in May of 2002, I said the prayer that changed my whole life. I, for the firstime felt the Holy Spirit and have been captivated by Him ever since. I then began a new way but this time it was Jesus' way. I can't say the way was easy. He never said it would be. He simply said I would never be alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I meet my husband finally after 2 1/2 years of praying. I meet him at his church while I was visiting and learning more sign language. He is deaf, for now. I am amazed how God prepared me so uniquely for him. We married 3 months later and will be married in November 4 years. We had our son Joshua in September of 2005 after a very hard and difficult pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, Julie, God's maidservant. I am in awe of how He loved me faithfully and still continues to love me. I am so imperfect to serve Him, but somehow He still lets me. He made a way for me to come before Him and become a new creature. He is the way, the truth and defiantely the life. He is the life in me that makes this vessel of any value. We serve a very loving Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray this ministered for God's glory and bear with me as I began in the world of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be all the glory and to God may we always go HIS WAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5861124657733481077-4443953669628039758?l=sign4jesus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/feeds/4443953669628039758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5861124657733481077&amp;postID=4443953669628039758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4443953669628039758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5861124657733481077/posts/default/4443953669628039758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sign4jesus.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-testimony.html' title='My Testimony'/><author><name>Sign4Jesus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16585811741595936430</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_5CkcWqD8J0/TrNbKWb_qEI/AAAAAAAACmM/slxgH6R3UhM/s220/Julie%2B2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
