<?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-4554500046014284193</id><updated>2011-12-09T16:36:20.591-05:00</updated><category term='vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Psalms 34'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='helping out'/><category term='a better way to live'/><category term='wholeness'/><category term='Alpha and Omega'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='The Holy Spirit'/><category term='self publishing'/><category term='Freedom of Choice Act'/><category term='The Lamb&apos;s Book of Life'/><category term='Ephesians 6'/><category term='God is faithful'/><category term='The 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design'/><category term='motives'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='glorious disasters'/><category term='Mary The Nativity'/><category term='mercy is messy'/><category term='possess the land'/><category term='caution'/><category term='glass houses'/><category term='Restoration'/><category term='Psalm 100'/><category term='No more shame'/><title type='text'>The Bird House</title><subtitle type='html'>A place to connect with my friends - other women who are passionate, purposeful, practical and yet full of whimsy! Some faith talk, some just plain life talk, who knows? Always full of hope, always pointing to Christ, and hopefully - often full of laughter!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-531207432180892452</id><published>2010-09-12T16:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:17:40.200-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success isn&apos;t sanitary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass houses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy is messy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full hearts'/><title type='text'>Glass Houses and a FULL Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;" id="passage_heading"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Romans 5:8 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-MSG-12018"&gt;"6-8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christ  arrives right on time to make this happen. He didn't, and doesn't, wait  for us to get ready. &lt;/span&gt;He presented himself for this sacrificial death  when we were far too weak and rebellious to do anything to get ourselves  ready. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we hadn't been so weak, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we wouldn't have known&lt;/span&gt; what  to do anyway.&lt;/span&gt; We can understand someone dying for a person worth dying  for, and we can understand how someone good and noble could inspire us  to selfless sacrifice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But God put his love on the line for us by  offering his Son in sacrificial death while we were of no use whatever  to him.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not only a word girl, I'm a theme girl, patterns, themes, threads, and the like. It's how God speaks to me and teaches me. I am sure I'm not unique in that. Our church family has had a series of messages lately born out of real life experiences living out God's word, in lives of our Pastors and in our congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through it all, a whisper in our ears is shouting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like I have loved you&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; give up, don't be turned off, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; walk away, don't shut the door, don't hang up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have I ever walked away from you?&lt;/span&gt; Have I ever turned away from YOU?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Pam's Face Book post today, and hearing the pastor's message and news today in my home church, I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thrilled&lt;/span&gt; to see the Holy Spirit (of course) leading those who are willing to be led all over our country (and I am sure the world as well, it's just the right now, our own country gives me enough to pray about! :) to be willing to engage the messy, the difficult, the unpredictable, the unlovely, the untamed-never gonna be tamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you say, "Awww, that is good. Jesus loves - so should we." Well yes, true enough. And in theory that is wonderful and pretty. But, in practice - it is messy! People are quirky. I know I am, and I LOVE my family dearly, but each member is quirky, too. And though we all love Jesus in my immediate family, into every life a little mess will come from time to time. Never doubt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' ministry had it's messes&lt;/span&gt;, and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;certainly&lt;/span&gt; was through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no fault of His. &lt;/span&gt;His family seemed to struggle with their perception of him, having grown up with Him. His disciples, good as they were, jockeyed for position. Judas betrayed Him, and stole from the ministry. His closest ones let Him down in His darkest hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the Lord put something in our Pastor's heart&lt;/span&gt;, that for the people and the churches who would, there would be great opportunities to reach people. People who are in all different stages, unchurched and unsaved, backslid, offended, dissatisfied...in this world that is ....whooooweeee...under some serious birth pains, people who ARE thirsty for the Living Waters, ARE hungry for the Bread of Life...need to be able to find people who live in glass houses, just like them. They live in glass houses, and they KNOW they live in glass houses and wouldn't throw a stone for anything (or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at least &lt;/span&gt;it is their heart's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desire&lt;/span&gt; to not throw stones and they would quickly repent should they stumble). People who not only are aware they are fallen and redeemed Christians, with no claim to fame, except that Christ died and rose again for them and saved them from themselves, and filled their heart's with love. Love that makes them humble (not smug) and not willing that any should perish, for lack of having the opportunity to meet people filled with Christ. If they can't find that in the church - I ask you, where will they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world that is shaking,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can people&lt;/span&gt; find some other people who are are grounded in Christ? In a world that is obsessed with fame and superficial relationships, can people find some other people who care what The Lord thinks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much, much more&lt;/span&gt; than what man thinks. People who actually, actually listen to the answer of the question "How are you?" and don't try to instantly "fix" them, rather they LISTEN to them, love them and do not serve them platitudes. Sometimes a kind listening heart and a hug and a smile does a heart good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who won't whisper, won't roll their eyes. People who at least will be sorry when they do, and say so, and then try, try again to let God's love flow through them to others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercy is messy. Success isn't sanitary. But it IS worth it ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for letting me share some of my thoughts with you all. I pray your week brings you words from our King! Strength to keep on! Love to overcome and endure! and MUCH Joy!&lt;br /&gt;Maria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1 John 3:2-3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beloved, we are [even  here and] now God's children&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not yet &lt;/span&gt;disclosed (made clear) what  we shall be &lt;/span&gt;[hereafter], &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but we know that when He comes and is  manifested, we shall [&lt;/span&gt;as God's children] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;resemble and be like Him, for we shall see Him just as He [really] is&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And everyone who has this hope&lt;/span&gt; [resting] on Him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cleanses (purifies) himself just as He is pure&lt;/span&gt; (chaste, undefiled, guiltless).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID"&gt;897e9873-29c7-4839-a930-f9bcbb9bd7bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion"&gt;1.03.01&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-531207432180892452?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/531207432180892452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/glass-houses-and-full-heart.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/531207432180892452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/531207432180892452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/glass-houses-and-full-heart.html' title='Glass Houses and a FULL Heart'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1837868736760728803</id><published>2010-09-09T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:13:07.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>Listening, Loving, Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 567px; height: 697px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/storm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE Photobucket! I'm at a place where I have to choose my words carefully. But, feel the prompting, the nudging, to put my thoughts here today. This picture is titled Solitude. To me  it shows the warmth of The Father's glowing, golden love and light for us...coupled with the sometimes occurring lowering, heavy dark clouds. You are not sure if it's your sunny day or not. But, you know He is with you in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; event. You can't see much of, or far into, the horizon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one thing&lt;/span&gt; you hold onto&lt;/span&gt;, the horizon may look hidden from you, but, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His light,&lt;/span&gt; His love, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is warmer and more powerful&lt;/span&gt;, and reaches &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;further &lt;/span&gt;and is positioned BEYOND the horizon and reaches PAST it, and BEYOND you. You are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; by His love and His good plans for your life. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like Frodo and Sam, you must keep putting one foot in front of the other, moving forward.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Listen to His softly spoken words&lt;/span&gt;. Love Him, Thank Him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELIEVE&lt;/span&gt;. Believe that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;though the way may not be clear, left foot, right foot &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get you there, as you trust in His work to be completed in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/nature/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, for the power His warm and golden love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;us and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; us, for the knowledge and the FACT that though the horizon may be dim and hidden, His loving light knows it and is positioned to illuminate it, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; the proper time&lt;/span&gt;! I am thankful for blogging and how writing heals me, strengthens me and begins to cause the horizon to lighten, as it seems to draw some of that golden light &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the horizon and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; me. I am thankful that my name is written in the Lamb's Book of Life. I'm thankful for &lt;a href="http://www.eph2810.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, where you may go to find many more thanks to comfort you and provide light for your path, or you can add some of your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID"&gt;897e9873-29c7-4839-a930-f9bcbb9bd7bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion"&gt;1.03.01&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-1837868736760728803?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1837868736760728803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/listening-loving-believing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1837868736760728803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1837868736760728803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/listening-loving-believing.html' title='Listening, Loving, Believing'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-164807153376129703</id><published>2010-09-06T15:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:03:13.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/tumblr15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/tumblr15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Blockquote" title="Blockquote" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 17);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Then said his wife unto him, Dost thou still retain thine integrity? curse God, and die." Off the top of my head, four of the most despicable people in the Bible are (in no particular order): Cane, Jezebel, Judas, and Job's wife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I had a thought today, I thought to myself that Job's wife was very likely in peri-menopause, that lovely stage of life where you don't suffer fools easily, are prone to take no prisoners, and realize that time is running out. It'd be a bad time, real bad time to have all heck break loose in your life. I'm not going to offer science or deep truths here. Just the facts as I know them...as we experience this season of life, it is important to know ourselves, our limitations and weaknesses and submit them to God and His leadership of the Holy Spirit. (Romans 12) If regular sleep helps, do it. If fresh air helps do it. Healthier eating helps, do that too, exercise in all it's varied forms, from gardening to the tred mill, don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;overlook what can help keep you grounded and on the right track. Prayer is a given. The Word is a given. Quiet time - given. Fellowship with other believers - you got it, a given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For me all those things I have learned about myself, and I recognized over this weekend I was at the 4-7 day span of time that for me occurs every 23-24 days, where I DISlike people, Face Book, people, and The Big W! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yep, I mentioned people twice, it's worth repeating!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today as I left The Big W, and tried to navigate the ridiculous obstacle course of places where vehicles are to stop for other cars and pedestrians, I realized I would rather go hungry than EEEVVVEERRR go back to The Big W, yet, I also know, that I will most likely be back there in just a few short days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Know yourself, KNOW Your Lord! Hold on! Breathe, Seasons pass! Until then pray, give thanks, chew the Word, eat your chocolate, and smell the sunshine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-164807153376129703?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/164807153376129703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/jobs-wife.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/164807153376129703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/164807153376129703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/09/jobs-wife.html' title='Job&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-2810290644851308984</id><published>2010-08-15T15:36:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:41:52.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choosing our focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choosing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>Choosing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, Everybody!&lt;/span&gt; Many of you already know that my oldest, James came to live with u&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhHRAC-6qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AsPTojn_-qM/s1600/James+Bday+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhHRAC-6qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AsPTojn_-qM/s200/James+Bday+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505728901856291490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s for a little while at the beginning of the year. He needed to prepare for his military entrance test to get a good score, and also to spend some time with family while he waited for the date to come for him to be sent to boot camp. Now days they only have so many dates in a year and his date is next Sunday. He married while here and leaves for the Army next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhICHvs78I/AAAAAAAAAHY/A-MOooZLyBI/s1600/James+Bday+014..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhICHvs78I/AAAAAAAAAHY/A-MOooZLyBI/s200/James+Bday+014..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505729745736495042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have loved on him and made memories, celebrated his successes, his birthday, and watched him get married. We pray and believe this is his vocation, and as such trust that God's equipping and his hard work will cause him to flourish and be a good provider for his bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhHAM4QTUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HtR2z1vjcVI/s1600/James+Bday+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhHAM4QTUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HtR2z1vjcVI/s200/James+Bday+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505728613243178306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's our oldest. This time last year, our youngest was  planning to enlist this year under the Army's delayed entry program. Then life threw him a curve and he saw an old &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhGHtAlbSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-DUgYJq53dA/s1600/James+Bday+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhGHtAlbSI/AAAAAAAAAHA/-DUgYJq53dA/s200/James+Bday+022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505727642615508258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friend, actually the sister of a friend in a new light! When Jason and Becca started picturing their future, it looked like maybe the military would perhaps wait for a couple years, while he worked and she went to college.  As the fall approaches though, Jason got itchy feet. Ready to work, sweat, invest in his future for himself and for Becca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhC_gPiwOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6T7vFsVemR0/s1600/James+Bday+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhC_gPiwOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6T7vFsVemR0/s320/James+Bday+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505724203214749922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuesday morning as I be-bopped around the house content and peaceful, with an eye towards the future, I heard a terrible news story. The Iranians had provocatively announced they have dug mass graves for American soldiers, in case they need them. There were pictures, but, I won't honor them with such attention.  It disturbed me, even though, I understand that's the only reason they did it, they WANT us to be disturbed.  What REALLY disturbed me was when our youngest, Jason came to me and said, Becca and I have talked and I'm going to enlist with this month, they won't send me until January or later (he turns 18 in January). I'm so excited, ready to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled, and was ver&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhIhOjIj2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N5m9MekTxsE/s1600/firsttatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhIhOjIj2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/N5m9MekTxsE/s200/firsttatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505730280138772322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y quiet. Once we had said all the appropriate things to each other I went to my bedroom and cried and sobbed and sobbed some more! Texted my husband, he called from the school he was in, and then scrubbed all the bathrooms shiny clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhJg0LNHqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xBQhVziPHF4/s1600/james%27s+wedding+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhJg0LNHqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/xBQhVziPHF4/s320/james%27s+wedding+044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505731372570713762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kept thinking of how young he was, what I was having to let go of as far as thoughts for the coming year. Did I mention how young he was? I admit to thinking our Commander in Chief was not worthy of our fine young men, but, then I am sure we are not the first to feel that way. And that's not why they serve. As Christians they serve as unto the Lord, or should, and as Americans they serve as unto their country, with honor, pride and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of the ugly truth of how surrounded by enemies that America is right now. Never have we been so isolated, so precariously perched. Lord help us. Lord, may we be worthy of Your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the evening I was over my vapors, well and good. I came to realize that this was a new reality, and I will now cry at odd moments when I would &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; have done so before, and I don't know when that won't be true. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;, I am not gloom and doom, it is just a tenderhearted recognition of the reality that life is wild, short and powerful...each moment matters so much, is to be highly valued and treasured. The three main men in life, my husband, and our two sons spent the evening in the living room that night. Father and youngest looking up the appropriate MOSs for Jason to choose from, discussing pros and cons. Oldest son nearby chiming in. I was in the room, but just keeping myself occupied so I would not spoil this important time between them. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhCTjfJysI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KUMOysIJhL8/s1600/Gathering+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhCTjfJysI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KUMOysIJhL8/s320/Gathering+021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505723448171285186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We all went to bed happy, hopeful and at peace. With faith for the future that The Lord was and IS indeed at work in and through us. As Jerry and I prepared for bed, he told me that Jason asked him to go to the recruiters with him. This was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUGE &lt;/span&gt;for both of them. We both acknowledged the great progress that The Lord had made in a short period of time in us all, because this had been a point of contention this past spring. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God is so faithfu&lt;/span&gt;l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went to bed and woke up my mind and heart had a bit of a struggle over whether I would remember that the day Jason told us he was enlisting, was the day the Iranians showed pictures of and announced mass graves for American soldiers, or rather, would I remember that the day Jason told us, he asked his Father to go to the Recruiter's with him and they had a great evening together with James, a night we will always remember. I guess you can see what I have decided to choose by the photos of this year I have shared with you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as I know it is in the process of an incredible transformation, but that pales in comparison to what life is preparing to do in their lives. As we in our family navigate, I am seeking to keep our eyes and hearts and minds on Jesus. How about you? I am sure many of you are facing uncertainty, challenges. You can CHOOSE what you will focus on. Choose life, not death! God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Much love, Ya'll!&lt;/span&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/4554500046014284193-2810290644851308984?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2810290644851308984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/08/choosing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2810290644851308984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2810290644851308984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/08/choosing.html' title='Choosing'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TGhHRAC-6qI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AsPTojn_-qM/s72-c/James+Bday+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1646530875479860561</id><published>2010-08-04T18:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T19:04:24.117-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaiah 55'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the long game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perpsective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romans 8:28'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ephesians 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zacchaeus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luke 19'/><title type='text'>Oh, How I Love To Be in the Top of  the Tree!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TFnoJ-RLMbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZXtmcoLNCPY/s1600/james%27s+wedding+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TFnoJ-RLMbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZXtmcoLNCPY/s200/james%27s+wedding+029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501683677841273266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was one of those days where you are surrounded by reality that is contrary to what you are settling for, contrary to what will be in the future, contrary to what you would like to be enjoying at this point in life. Such is life! :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thankfully&lt;/span&gt;, as people of faith, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we are not limited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to current circumstances, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there is a reason for our hope&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Word does NOT return void&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is the Author and Finisher of our faith!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;His Word is alive&lt;/span&gt;! And it's powerful. Powerful to speak, to believe and to bring change. Change in us, in our loved ones, in our circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband went to work last night, I retreated to my bedroom, to lick my wounds and dial spiritual 911. I knew the truth, I just was too besieged to speak it and I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; needed a grounded, faithful spiritual warrior&lt;/span&gt;. I Face Book messaged her and she didn't fail me! It is so important to have a few sisters in Christ to love and support and to love and support you! So grateful for strong Godly women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reaching out to her, somehow made my spirit stir. By the time I heard back from her I was already starting to turn a corner &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(or climb a tree - I'll explain later!)&lt;/span&gt; By the time I went to bed late last night, I was in a much better place. When I woke up, I continued to poke and prod to see what the Spirit had for me to run with for the day, I prayed, and prayed and did my morning routine and God of course did not fail. He imparted revelation and exhortation to me. And I would like to share part of it with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, like little Zacchaeus&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Luke 19)&lt;/span&gt; had to climb a tree to see Jesus &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(because all the people were in the way...hmmm, that's a whole OTHER post!),&lt;/span&gt; I've got a better perspective, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; focus! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus REALLY does make ALL the difference&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's the point, the edge, and the advantage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because &lt;/span&gt;He matters, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;He IS&lt;/span&gt;, ALL these other things ALWAYS DO work out for our good &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Romans 8:28).&lt;/span&gt; The good thing about my age is the ability to look back and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE&lt;/span&gt; how He really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOES&lt;/span&gt; have a good plan and purpose, and even though we DO get in the way at times, and this fallen world tries and for a season sometimes appears to impede us..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.God is in the LONG game --- doing something &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ephesians%203:20&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;FAR greater&lt;/a&gt; than we can think of!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line? Stir up your gift of faith! Seek God while He may yet be found, reach out to a fellow warrior! Remind yourself of His faithfulness in the Word and in your life! Climb that tree so you can see Jesus! Just like Zacchaeus! Remember what Jesus told him once He spotted him up there? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE went home with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (that'll preach!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEN&lt;/span&gt; He told him that &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=luke%2019:9&amp;amp;version=AMP"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salvation came TODAY to his household&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I looked it up, it means just what you think, all the members! I don't want to hear theology about this. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just want the Word! &lt;/span&gt;Thank you! Just Jesus! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Much love, Ya'll!&lt;/span&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/4554500046014284193-1646530875479860561?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1646530875479860561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-how-i-love-to-be-in-top-of-tree.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1646530875479860561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1646530875479860561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-how-i-love-to-be-in-top-of-tree.html' title='Oh, How I Love To Be in the Top of  the Tree!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TFnoJ-RLMbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ZXtmcoLNCPY/s72-c/james%27s+wedding+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1358199062414238913</id><published>2010-06-20T14:26:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:49:30.947-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not a God that He should Lie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In it to Win It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Promised Land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 of the 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One of the Two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Numbers 13:30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>One of the Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TB5yjPw-mlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KeHkJNzrfSU/s1600/FEET-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TB5yjPw-mlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KeHkJNzrfSU/s320/FEET-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484947346036791890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was and is a special day. Father's Day is a unique time to honor the men who are in our lives, and The Father who made us and gave us eternal life. I am grateful to  my GrandDaddy who went home to be with the Lord when I was 17. To his Daddy (my Great GrandDaddy) who died when I was a little girl. To my Daddy, to the father's of two of my best friends. Because they had such a good impact on me. I am IMMENSELY thankful for my husband and the father that he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things I learned as a young Christian, was that our perceptions of God, Our Father, are influenced greatly by our fathers here in life, in the natural. This is an obstacle for many, and that makes me sad. I have to say, it was 1 of my saving graces. Because my Dad, was and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;a remarkable man in so many ways. He's a man's man. Guys like working for him, bosses respected him, trusted him, but often didn't "like" him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is highly overrated by the way, but that's a post for another day!)&lt;/span&gt;.  Bosses knew he was going to say what needed to be said. He was going to stand for what was right, and treat his men at the plant where he worked, the right way, the way he would like to be treated. That doesn't always make you popular with the higher ups! Women always liked him, because he was and is a gentleman, courteous, kind and courtly. Children liked him because he wasn't gruff or scary, always had a smile and a kind word, and he just had a way to make them feel better when he was around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The qualities I want to focus on here though are his loyalty, integrity and pride&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (the good kind)&lt;/span&gt;. My Dad, if he had a fault, it would be his loyalty. Whom he befriends, he sticks with, good times and bad. What he says he will do, he'll do, regardless of the personal cost. And his pride would be that you KNOW &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; about him, that you can TRUST him to do what he says he will do. Sound familiar? These qualities have made me able to identify with this part of God's character and nature in a way that shapes my worldview and faith. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My God is TRULY not a God that He should lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other way today was special was that my dear friend's only sister, my good friend, and the sister-in-law of my Pastor, as well as being the Praise and Worship Pastor of our church family, came to church today. It was her first time in almost a month. One day she was fine, the next day she was dizzy while driving and hit a parked car while trying to park and get her bearings. Rescue wanted her to get checked out, which turned into having an MRI, which turned into a CAT scan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and if I have that backwards, please forgive me).&lt;/span&gt; This turned into cutting open her skull and removing a ping pong ball size tumor, not in her brain but just behind her ear towards the crown of her head. Surgery was very successful. Biopsy brought bad news. Glioblastoma. The most aggressive sort of brain cancer. I won't type the words of what that diagnosis means in the natural, scientifically. You can Google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came and it was so good to see her and at the same time made your heart contract. How can someone who was the picture of health all the way to the 31st of May, by the 2nd of June have something go terribly awry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a great Father's Day service, Pastor let Owana come up to speak to us. Her husband gently and carefully led her up on the platform. She carefully spoke, and it hurt to hear how difficult it was for her to speak to us. But what she had to say...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;priceless.&lt;/span&gt; All glory to God. She led with the fact that she was glad that she was already a worshipper before she got sick, because she can honestly say and we know it's true, that she doesn't just worship to get well, She worships Him because He is Worthy! She said a few other things, very powerful. She even made us laugh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is typical)&lt;/span&gt; but, mostly we cried and Amened. And at the end she turned to her daughter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(who led worship today, and was on the piano) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Can you give me an 'F"?"&lt;/span&gt; and she actually opened her mouth and sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(beautifully, it was easier for her to sing than speak it sounded like - just shows her gift!)&lt;/span&gt; leading us in worship, in the song that she has always said this as a description of herself. "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I vow to worship, through the good and the bad, I vow to worship, whether happy or sad. I vow to worship in all that we go through, Because praise is what I do, and I owe it all to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During service &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I had hugged her before service)&lt;/span&gt; I would have periods during Praise and Worship where I was strong in faith and periods where I would just take the hurt and the pain of seeing the conditions she struggles with, I would take that to God and remind Him that I do trust Him, He is able. And He is willing. But my dilema was "Lord, it 's so much, it's so big, the statistics are awful. She's so fragile right now." Just being honest, Ya'll. All in my head, would never have spoken it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, as Jason drove, I thought to the Lord, in my mind about all this. What to take away from what we had just been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;privelged to witness&lt;/span&gt;. Here is what I felt the Lord impressing me with. The story of the 12 spies. They were honored, privleged to go scout out the Promised Land. However, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 of them came back with an evil report.&lt;/span&gt; Rather than believe their Mighty God to make good on His Word, to give them that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PROMISED&lt;/span&gt; LAND, and give them the victory over the enemy there, they chose instead to believe the giants were too big for them, and the walled cities too much.  I received what He put in my spirit right away and without question. My response was and is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord, let me always be 1 of those 2 spies, that believe You for the victory, for the Promised Land, for the enemy driven out! For Family Worship Center, the enemy is Glioblastoma, the Promised Land is Owana whole, healthy and leading us in Praise and Worship, and we willl already never be the same again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"And Caleb stilled the people before Moses, and said "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let us go up at once, and possess it, for we are WEll ABLE TO OVERCOME IT.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Numbers+13&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Numbers 13:30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are probably thinking, "But, Maria, sometimes God's plan doesn't mean recovery, sometimes at least not full recovery, in any case, He is good always, healing or no." and to that I would say, God IS ALWAYS GOOD. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt; I just know that it is a matter of honor to Him for me to believe Him &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for the whole thing&lt;/span&gt; and love Him no matter the outcome, that's why it's called FAITH! The phrase He has put in my spirit and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DARED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me to believe Him for is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In it to Win it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That's all I will believe for, why insult Him with anything less than who He has shown Himself to be to me? I already know that the outcome will be more beautiful and unfathomable than anything I could imagine or picture, so I am just believing Him for the best, our Promised Land, Owana healthy and whole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day, Ya'll!&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/4554500046014284193-1358199062414238913?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1358199062414238913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-of-two.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1358199062414238913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1358199062414238913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-of-two.html' title='One of the Two'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/TB5yjPw-mlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/KeHkJNzrfSU/s72-c/FEET-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3960172959211148241</id><published>2010-06-19T19:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T20:02:48.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perchance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s the deal?'/><title type='text'>What's the Deal?</title><content type='html'>Well, almost as soon as I got high speed Internet I had to start sharing my laptop with the youngest son...as you can imagine, that doesn't leave lots of time for me to put thoughts together and grab photos and such, as the time I would most likely do that, is the same time he would most likely be on the net! But it is well with my soul! I haven't minded at all. Missed this, but, it felt good to share and not begrudge. Weird what love can do! Too bad I don't have that all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, more and more I have been wanting to get back on here and viola, today I made it happen! And in my explorations I ruined my layout/design! It took so much time to fix that now I have to sign off until maybe...perchance, could it be that I might get to WRITE tomorrow? You know I can ONLY fit just so much on Face Book! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! And pray for you often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-3960172959211148241?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3960172959211148241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-deal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3960172959211148241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3960172959211148241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-deal.html' title='What&apos;s the Deal?'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3786790879760078460</id><published>2010-03-02T08:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:11:17.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vengeance is sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegeance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romans 12'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Vengence - Why it Belongs to Him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rom1219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/rom1219.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We all know the scripture, it is quoted by nonbelievers and believers alike. It is distorted and used as a hammer to bludgeon people into all sorts of emotional distress, but in it's true clear form, it is such a beautiful and promising assurance from Our God to us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-KJV-28265"&gt;19 &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dearly beloved&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;avenge  not yourselves&lt;/span&gt;, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written,  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;Romans 12:19 and in case &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"give place unto wrath" &lt;/span&gt;is confusing (as it was to me) the Amplified  says that portion this way &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"but leave the way open for God's wrath".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short span of time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(maybe 4 - 5 weeks)&lt;/span&gt; ago this topic of Vengeance was laid on my heart, and I felt the Lord teaching in a clear, concise manner. I felt it was for this audience, and today I feel is the day. I pray I obediently deliver the message and that it will be helpful to all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always "got" that vengeance is tempting to our humanity, our flesh, our fallen nature. I also "got" that when we take it into our own hands, we take it OUT OF His hands. What a shame. Understandable, we all succumb from time to time. But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His ways, they are oh so much higher!&lt;/span&gt; When we can do it His way, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Much&lt;/span&gt; unbelievable sweet fruit is harvested. It requires us to sow mercy, sow faith, and then we do in fact reap! What sweet fruit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts were something like this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why is vengeance mine?", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;says the Holy Spirit in my mind to me.  &lt;/span&gt;My answer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Well, because You are God! You are Supreme! You ARE The Creator, how could the creature have the last word? Not possible!"&lt;/span&gt; And the line of thought continued as the realization occurred to me, that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; satan will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;, ever, ever, ever, ever, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt; have the last word in our lives &lt;/span&gt;or our loved ones, as we stand in the gap for them! satan tries, like he did with Job, and Viola', God allows the trial because it suits His purpose to develop Job's character so that Job could be entrusted with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;even more&lt;/span&gt; blessing and honor and it brought Job to know himself and God intimately and thrillingly! So vengeance was God's! His vengeance upon satan for bringing bad time to Job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you say that was satan, how about when it is people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(of course never forgetting that we are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; under the influence, at every given moment, either by the Holy Spirit or by satan. Should you doubt me, remember when Peter chastised Jesus, as He spoke of His impending crucifixion. Jesus spoke without hesitation, directly to satan, who was at that moment influencing and speaking through Peter!)&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People doing us wrong, how about Lot? God had so blessed Lot through Abraham. Now it was time for  them to part company. Lot selfishly gazed out at the property, picked the choicest piece, and said "There! That's what I will take!". Abraham graciously gave him the best And that gracious, humble attitude of faith, of fully relying in God, made a way for God to entrust Abraham with even more blessing, once again. The choices Lot would go on to make took him further and further outside of the blessing of the Lord. But, Abraham always chose closer to God. And he was blessed beyond measure because of it. God had vengeance, He had the last word. We are His. Period. The.End. No One else is going to have the ultimate upper hand in our life. Bank on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few weeks some incredible circumstances played out that I could never ever planned, thought of, imagined or in any way set up. These circumstances started to occur to me in just the last few days as a terrific, mind boggling example that whether the enemy outright or people under His influence, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(even if the are close to you in your family like Lot, or in your place of work or worship)&lt;/span&gt; come against you, or hurt your loved ones, as devastating, as hurtful, as unfair, as much as people either don't know, or recognize, or know &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;how&lt;/span&gt; to intervene to help, God sees it, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He sees it ALL&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He sees it and He doesn't forget&lt;/span&gt;. He has a purpose and it IS ONLY for your GOOD! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, could orchestrate the beautiful symphony of your or your family's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007 through 2008 a series of events happened  to bring hurt and injustice to both my husband and my youngest son. The events were in no way related, they were each in their own journey. I was merely a bystander in the train wrecks of each of the events. Oh! The pain, the flesh it brought to life in me! The one thing they had in common was that it all involved people from our much beloved church. Sometime last year we all began healing and moving forward, and drawing near to God and submitting in every way possible. Those circumstances made me feel PRESSURED to speak out, speak up and/or leave...but I had NO PEACE and I did neither. Thank Goodness that Our Shepherd knows us and knows how to lead us! Over the past few months I have witnessed The Lord move blessing, favor and just His unspeakable goodness upon those two men I love. It makes no sense, except to say that He KNEW what they needed, what we all needed for the Next level He was bringing us to! Everything that was taken away &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(seemingly)&lt;/span&gt;, was restored with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; goodness! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HOPE&lt;/span&gt; that in time to come, or if you  right now, find yourself smack dab in the middle of such hurtful circumstances, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will hold on to hope&lt;/span&gt;! Hold on To Christ! Trust Him to Avenge you! The old saying IS true! Vengeance &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; sweet, but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONLY if it's in the hands of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sunrise-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 654px; height: 422px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/sunrise-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;His favor is LIFE! Weeping may endure for a night, but JOY comes in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4554500046014284193-3786790879760078460?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3786790879760078460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/03/vengence-why-it-belongs-to-him.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3786790879760078460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3786790879760078460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/03/vengence-why-it-belongs-to-him.html' title='Vengence - Why it Belongs to Him!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1267766405804152668</id><published>2010-02-19T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:03:48.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='territory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh manna'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mop_and_bucket_3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/mop_and_bucket_3.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am missing all my bloggy friends! I have pretty much only been able to Face Book lately, because I can do it quickly and even from my phone. Trying to adjust to the constantly evolving cleaning schedule. And having James home has added entertaining every weekend so far. Not done yet. Not to mention the difference working is to me at this age. I am very tired, but happy, so I am not complaining. I have SOOO many things I want to talk about...like how at the beginning of the year, as we finished the holidays, the Resurrection was impressed on me as something to focus on and appreciate over the coming year. How in Christianity we live to die or actually, better put; we DIE to LIVE! more on that very soon I hope, feel free to ponder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RubbermaidMopBucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 281px; height: 375px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/RubbermaidMopBucket.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just to show you my weapon I wield against dirty floors where ever I go! :) Mr Clean has a terrific Febreeze scented solution that is fabulous to mop floors with or wipe down baseboards or walls&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a hard time with my Bible studies, it is more of a hit and run right now. But, I make sure to get some fresh manna everyday, even IF it's not all I would like and all that I crave. And now that I am becoming more comfortable in what I am doing I am able to remember to pray more while I am working and for people or businesses that I clean for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bibleInfo0031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 237px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/bibleInfo0031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am astounded at the people that the Lord is gracious enough to put in my path to listen to, they just come and talk to me while I clean. And as they do, I just think to myself "Oh Lord, You have blessed me again! Help me! Help me to listen well and speak timely to them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND Jason works with me on some of the jobs, and he is doing very well. We got a call today that our boss has decided to give us $1 per hour raises effective 01 March, followed by another $1 per hour raise effective 01 June! Hallelujah! God is sooooo GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my eyes are pooping out on me, and I want to come visit as little bit, so this is me wrapping up! I love you guys and am praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Moppingmore.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Moppingmore.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Grace be unto you, and peace, from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I thank my God always on your behalf, for the grace of God which is given you by Jesus Christ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That in every thing ye are enriched by him, in all utterance, and in all knowledge;"&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Corinthians+1%3A3-5&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;1 Corinthians 1:3-5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&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/4554500046014284193-1267766405804152668?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1267766405804152668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-missing-all-my-bloggy-friends-i.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1267766405804152668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1267766405804152668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-missing-all-my-bloggy-friends-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-8163395512913394916</id><published>2010-01-26T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:19:57.700-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers to prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revoked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gathering'/><title type='text'>Revoked, Gathering, Restoring, Enjoying aaaaaannnd WORKING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vintage-42.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/vintage-42.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;This picture has absolutely nothing to do with anything! I just found it while doing my last post, and just loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just want to drop my friends a few lines&lt;/span&gt;. It's busy right now. But, aren't we all? :) Yay!  The very last Sunday in November, during a really powerful  praise and worship time in service, I felt impressed with the word &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;revoked.&lt;/span&gt; It was a strong impression as in the following, which I have turned into a prayer and confession, because I felt led to come into agreement with The Lord on this season we had entered into, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I feel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; are in. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I Thank You so much Lord, that You have revoked any permission the enemy thought he had at this time to trial and to test Your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;people. I Thank You that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is a season You have appointed for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; and for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;restoration!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was reminded&lt;/span&gt; of it today, and felt I should share it with you all. As I look back I can see places in motion and already realized which reflect this in my life and the lives of those around me. As your faith leads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that&lt;/span&gt;, we are real busy walking out somethings that we have believed for ,for quite a while, and more things ahead, and trying to navigate the whole thing with our bearings straight and focus maintained. Answers often don't come looking like we think they should! Of course, how would we know what they should look like, when we often pray for what we don't have or haven't seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some updates on our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gathering"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Two great women, friends of mine from church started a cleaning company Dec 2008. I was so happy for them and prayed for their success. They really were successful. I started working for them a week before this past Christmas and my son the week after Christmas. It has been different but, good, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;much a blessing and the right thing at the right time for all of us. Then Friday night, those same two women have realized they have different visions. They've split the company, which makes me sad. But, it is a peaceful split and we at this time, work for both of them. I see some things on the horizon which I am keeping in prayer. Any prayers you feel like throwing our way is also greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My husband &lt;/span&gt;is in the last stages of a VERY intensive Captains (like Gilligin's Island!) course, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;test Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. This is something he has wanted and been scheduled for at various times over the last almost 3 years! The enemy thought he could rob us, but he couldn't! God said different! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND, our two sons....&lt;/span&gt;the oldest is coming here to live for a few weeks. He wants to concentrate on getting his math skills up in prep for a critical test for getting into the military. We will probably be getting some tutoring for him and having a few family gatherings as he expects to get his skills down, and pass the test and enlist and leave. In pretty short order. And getting married in there some place before leaving. More prayers. The youngest is absolutely pining to get his skills in order, so he can enlist. Yes, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entirely&lt;/span&gt; possible that sometime next year, both our sons will be so far I can't see them, visit them or touch them. But, I remember praying things for them over the years that I believe this is a possible manifestation of. Who knows? God does! He keeps us, and I am so grateful! Ours is to pray, believe work and grow and eventually we begin to end up where He has appointed us all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometime next week&lt;/span&gt; Jerry's schedule will go back to normal and I will be able to write more than this rambling post! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the way, I get so much comfort from my friends in Christ on here, you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; idea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;God bless and much love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-8163395512913394916?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8163395512913394916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/revoked-gathering-restoring-enjoying.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8163395512913394916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8163395512913394916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/revoked-gathering-restoring-enjoying.html' title='Revoked, Gathering, Restoring, Enjoying aaaaaannnd WORKING!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7049344132779160362</id><published>2010-01-12T09:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:21:25.965-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope maketh not ashamed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The steps of good man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery of waiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Steps, Steps, Waiting and Mysteries!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Long_Steps.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Long_Steps.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So many things to share, but the Lord orders our steps, Amen? For quite a while it was looking pretty obvious &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thing needed to change in our finances, and to change in a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; manner...that's the tricky part because there were a lot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; successes that just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got off the ground.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; intriguing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (in retrospect, not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;during &lt;/span&gt;the torment of waiting) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;was the waiting, the delays, the TORMENT of celebration, and thinking we had attained the goal of our faith, only to find out...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;...not yet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DELAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows us best, and He knew we were all very comfortable and use to me being at home much of the time.  He KNEW we weren't use to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ready&lt;/span&gt; for the invasion of  employment, where you surrender your plans to the work schedule. So He prepared us over a period of time, and circumstances. From July until the week before Christmas it was a dance of finding the right job for me and for our family and for our unique transportation circumstances. It was: "I have one, no I don't, I have one, no I don't, I have one, no I don't".&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (don't ask - not worth going into, and was OOOOOOOHHH so VERY trying!&lt;/span&gt;) Not to be lost in all this was a similar dance with my husband's situation in his career. A special position was being crafted to fill a need for our community, that he was uniquely qualified and favored to fill. A true blessing of God. The path this blessing took paralleled my part time employment path, along with waiting, celebrations, delays, and MORE WAITING! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so obviously spiritual in nature -this path we were on. And I was one &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;UN&lt;/span&gt;gracious waiter, let me tell you. I was by turns happy, distraught, ready to fight, but not knowing who, quietly waiting and then over time I turned more dociley into the arms of the Lord and as I did I was encouraged that though I didn't understand, my job was to be thankful, praise Him, and BELIEVE, ONLY BELIEVE, and always in every way DELIGHT myself in Him. Waiting from July to December wouldn't seem like so long, but you can go back to April, in 2008 when Hubs broke his arm, and see the path we were on, which led us to this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;trying time. Really, everything was in the making and in progress for this crazy waiting period, and just culminated in the past 6 months. Chinese Water Torture...that's the phrase that comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I left out of my yo-yo emotions was cynicism, bitterness, and just a general wonder at who  I was feeling and sounding like at times. Did I mention this WAS during the time of my youngest son being out of church for 1 year and 2 weeks? Did I mention that this was during the time of...well you get the picture...we all have our circumstances that we live through and by the Gentle and Merciful Grace of God we Overcome, We are Refined, We are made to shine, because there is now much more of Him in us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SpiralStairCase.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/SpiralStairCase.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In every dilemma we faced, The Lord FAITHFULLY provided. We never went under, we might have struggled to believe we would make it. Sure. Was it always pleasant? Heck no. Did I have to learn to be assertive to the little nagging voice in my head? Yes I did. Come worrisome thoughts, then would come a song out my mouth praising God. I didn't have to feel it, ONLY BELIEVE. Believe in Him, Believe in Jesus as my covering, as my sufficiency, our Champion, KNOW that He was up to and is ALWAYS up to good on our behalf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my focus improved, my outlook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(imagine that)&lt;/span&gt; improved. When I spent more time looking at Jesus, thinking on Him, and less time making lists of things we needed to do, and possible solutions, day by day the answers came. Not in my time. But, in His time! And guess what? His timing really WAS perfect!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I write this, I am aware that He taught me things I couldn't have LEARNED, truly LEARNED any other way than in the mystery of waiting. NO ONE can take away what He has taught me, and my family during this time. We actually lived through a brief period of my husband and son having more hope and sunnier faith than me! It was good for us all, and prepared us for this season. I pray that I won't forget these things. Some treasures I learned I am more adept at walking out than others, but I also know that I am weak and He is strong and I might yet need reminding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, all the things we were waiting for have come to fulfillment, plus more besides, and there is a growing sense that this is only the smaller half of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings I know today: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;The Lord IS my Shepherd and most importantly to my mother's heart - my sons' Shepherd. He will NOT fail to Shepherd my sons. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; The Lord is our Provider. Not our employers. Not overtime. Not anything or anyone. Just Him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;Our employment is about where He needs us to be for a purpose and a period of time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; FOCUS on Jesus! Remember Peter? His desire wasn't to walk on water - it was to be with Jesus! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt; Praise Him! Thank Him! Always! Every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to testify a little about my absences over the past year, so you could see into our lives a little, and I hope, be encouraged. He will never, never fail you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Psalm37-23-24.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Psalm37-23-24.jpg" alt="Photobucket" 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/4554500046014284193-7049344132779160362?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7049344132779160362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/steps-steps-waiting-and-mysteries.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7049344132779160362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7049344132779160362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2010/01/steps-steps-waiting-and-mysteries.html' title='Steps, Steps, Waiting and Mysteries!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-8362725340675579823</id><published>2009-12-29T22:01:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:25:06.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job 22'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delight in the Lord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calling those things that be not as though they were'/><title type='text'>Decree a Thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bullhorn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/bullhorn.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;you lay gold in the dust, &lt;/span&gt;and the gold of Ophir among the stones of the brook [considering them of little worth],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the Almighty your gold and [the Lord] your precious silver treasure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;have delight in the Almighty, and you will lift up your face to God&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You will&lt;/span&gt; make your prayer to Him&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He will hear you&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you will pay your vows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You shall&lt;/span&gt; also &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;decide and decree a thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it shall be established for you&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the light&lt;/span&gt; [of God's favor]&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; shall shine upon your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     When they make [you] low, you will say, [There is] a lifting up; and the humble person He lifts up and saves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He will even deliver the one&lt;/span&gt; [for whom you intercede] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is not innocent;&lt;/span&gt; yes, he will be delivered through the cleanness of your hands." Job 22:26-30&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know, I was turning myself inside out, weaving ALL kinds of scripture to back something up that, once I took a little time away from it to get dinner, I realized I just needed to let God's Word tell the truth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;simply&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let the truth and the power in the scripture above soak in, read it, and read it, and read again, say it out loud, mark it in your Bibles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Father Who art in Heaven, THY Kingdom come, THY Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His will is GOOD&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We need to be saturated in the knowledge of His will. To do that we must &lt;/span&gt;DELIGHT &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ourselves in Him, and one way we do that is to commune with Him in His Word. And practicing His presence, praising Him, worshiping Him, Thanking Him! &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-thing-is-better-than-beginning.html"&gt;The trying times&lt;/a&gt; that we have train us to turn to Him, trust in Him, Him alone, rejoice in Him. For many of us, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2009 has been a whole lot of that putting whatever our gold is down, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;delighting&lt;/span&gt; in Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW,&lt;/span&gt; He is leading us, calling us, instructing us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DECIDE and DECREE &lt;/span&gt;a THING &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and it SHALL BE established to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Make your prayer known to Him for the coming year, and even include those in your realm of responsibility that He has entrusted to your intercessory care. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Be it spouse, or son, or daughter-in-law, or sister, or niece. Pray His goodness into their lives, pray tenderness into their hearts. Bind the enemy from stopping their ears. Ask for the Holy Spirit to stir the hearts to seek the Lord while He may yet be found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe with everything in me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He wants all who will,&lt;/span&gt; all who are inclined &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to take Him at His Word! Delight in Him and Pray, Decide and Decree and it shall be established!&lt;/span&gt; Take authority over your garden patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;Clock's ticking! It's almost 2010! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Decide and Decree&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Decree.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Decree.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Decree - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a formal and authoritative order, esp. one having the force of law: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;a presidential decree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;a judicial decision or order.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Theology&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;one of the eternal purposes of God, by which events are foreordained.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span class="pg"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;4.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;to command, ordain, or decide by decree.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=happy-new-year-2010.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/happy-new-year-2010.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-16923"&gt;"&lt;/sup&gt;Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and they who indulge in it shall eat the fruit of it [for death or life]." Proverbs 18:21&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/4554500046014284193-8362725340675579823?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8362725340675579823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/decree-thing.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8362725340675579823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8362725340675579823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/decree-thing.html' title='Decree a Thing!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3814106373540792615</id><published>2009-12-29T10:56:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:58:33.029-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The end is better than the beginning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preparation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going out with joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>The End of a Thing is BETTER than the Beginning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="bg_passage-18752"&gt;"11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="bg_passage-18753"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="bg_passage-18754"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree: and it shall be to the LORD for a name, for an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+55%3A11-13&amp;amp;version=KJV&amp;amp;src=embed"&gt;Isaiah 55:11-13&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/versions/King-James-Version-KJV-Bible/?src=embed"&gt;King James Version&lt;/a&gt;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2009. Mmmhmmmhmmhmm. It's been a year. Not all, but many people that I know have been going through some paring down, some pruning, some refining. &lt;/span&gt;Yeah. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been going on in my house fo' sho'! Look around you at current events and think back over the past year's news stories. Companies, local governments, families, schools, hospitals all cutting back, streamlining, more carefully targeting growth. How about whole family's investments being lost in ponzi schemes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(like Madoff).&lt;/span&gt; Not fair. Not just. Unexpected. No going back. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How about the people of the local government in Indiana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I believe that was the state) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who the court system broke the rules of law in order to accommodate the Obama Administration's desire to have an automobile company go through bankruptcy without honoring the hierarchy the law requires for secured creditors to be honored first. Their retirement gone - kaput. Vamoose. God doesn't like it when court systems are unjust. Read through Proverbs, Isaiah, Jeremiah, etc. Not. At. All.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I could go on to say that the current Administration, and both Houses of Congress, they're probably all I know of not feeling pain this year. They are on the upswing....or so it would seem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my own family there were challenges in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;so many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fronts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the Lord faithfully kept us,&lt;/span&gt; taught us, healed us, provided for us, sustained us, covered us &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;throughout it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;During all of it I felt He wanted me to Know, wanted &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to know - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He &lt;/span&gt;was our Church, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; was our provision,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; was our friend&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was our covering. That He does NOT have LIMITS! You name it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me personally? He kindly let me recognize hardheadedness, pride, grudging on behalf of my family members, weird complacency where I should not be complacent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mentioned all these woes and troubles&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; to say that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has been bringing it to my attention that not ONLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have all these things been for our good,&lt;/span&gt; that we would wake up, that we would seek Him, that we truly, in every way which we can at this point, see Him as our provision, not our jobs - they are just a tool in His hand, not our stock, they are just a tool in His hand. He puts one tool down and picks up a new one, who are we to say otherwise? We go where He goes, we stay where He stays, and so on. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not only were these experiences and trials for our good,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I feel in my heart the Lord pointing out&lt;/span&gt; and wanting me to see and ACKNOWLEDGE, REJOICE, RELISH &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we are better off &lt;/span&gt;for what we have learned, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much more&lt;/span&gt; rooted in Him,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;trained to look to Him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and Him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;how much more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ready and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;likely to praise in the midst of panic and watch an opening for Grace to move in.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Important to recognize that as we say good bye to 2009, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we leave it stronger in the Lord and the power of His might,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in joy, in hope, in great expectation, in stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a stable foundation can be built on and remain strong, steadfast. I remember when I first found out that if a building is not built strong enough for the later second story to be added, it sometimes isn't possible, and if done requires MUCH renovation. He has been preparing us for things, opportunities, great feats, relationships, authority, prosperity, things that would have been harmful to us, caused collapse, if we had not undergone these experiences which have pressed us and caused us to KNOW His goodness towards us, KNOW His faithfulness. We have been going through PREPARATION! Makes me giddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Better is the end of a thing, than the beginning of it," &lt;/span&gt;Ecclesiastes 7:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that, I have recognized we have an obligation to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into the upcoming New Year. Post coming tomorrow about that!&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/4554500046014284193-3814106373540792615?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3814106373540792615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-thing-is-better-than-beginning.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3814106373540792615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3814106373540792615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-thing-is-better-than-beginning.html' title='The End of a Thing is BETTER than the Beginning!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-4571242501831453377</id><published>2009-12-23T09:51:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:10:47.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wise men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hide and Seek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seeking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ask'/><title type='text'>Wise Men (and Women!) STILL seek Him!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/wisemen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 421px; height: 177px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/wisemen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My oldest had a favorite thing to do at home with his father and I. He would hide. I think most children do. He did this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He scared me a bit, because I was concerned - were we paying enough attention? What if he got lost? I was a very young and inexperienced mother and spent much more time worrying than praying in his earliest years, and I grew as he grew.&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;t turns out that he just LOVED to be found! &lt;/span&gt;He got such a satisfaction in the adventure of "hiding" and "seeking"! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the intimacy associated with us being in on the secret of his location! I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do &lt;/span&gt;believe he liked knowing he mattered enough for us to seek after him. It's important to note that his goal was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;to prevent us from finding him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The goal was&lt;/span&gt; 1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be sought after, and then&lt;/span&gt; 2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be FOUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The past few days I have been reminded through scriptures, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that when we seek Him &lt;/span&gt;for knowledge, wisdom, truth, providence, direction, courage - &lt;/span&gt;He ALWAYS answers. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We show our humility in seeking Him, and our desire for Him and His ways, and our faith in Him. In Daniel 2, Daniel didn't just quietly accept the execution order for all the wise men in the kingdom, he SOUGHT a reason why from the guard, and he received an answer. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then &lt;/span&gt;Daniel sought agreement and strength in his prayer partners in verses 17, 18. Here's an excerpt&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "So that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they would desire and request mercy&lt;/span&gt; of The God of Heaven &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;concerning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this secret&lt;/span&gt;, that Daniel and his companions should not perish with the rest of the wise men of Babylon." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Verse 19 is the answer! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then the secret was revealed &lt;/span&gt;to Daniel in a vision of the night, and Daniel blessed The God of Heaven".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (there's that THANKSGIVING again!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This same pattern occurs in Matthew 2. The Wise Men are seeking Jesus, following the star to His location. As it came time to leave, the Amplified Bible tells us in verse 12&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;receiving an answer to their asking&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were divinely instructed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and warned &lt;/span&gt;in a dream not to go back to Herod..."&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sought &lt;/span&gt;Jesus, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;direction, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every day for the past few months I have been making a prayer of a verse in Psalms &lt;/span&gt;"Show me Your ways Oh Lord, Teach me Your Paths". &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I am learning how very futile my thoughts and knowledge are, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Truly, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;every &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;way, in the large and the small, the grand and the minute,&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; am needful of His grace, His light, His strength, His peace, His provision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Out of all these if I had to pick one - His light or direction/knowledge is one of the most valuable to me. Because without His light, I risk wasting, or misappropriating His rich blessings to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week as I have been letting the beauty of the TRUE Christmas Story come to life and to light in me, I keep coming across this theme. The theme of seeking Him, the pattern of the Wise Men, back in Daniel's day &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; in the time of Jesus birth, as well as the BENEFITS of seeking Him! The fact that it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pleases &lt;/span&gt;Him that we seek Him! I want to be that Wise woman! I want my husband and sons, one day my daughters-in-law, all my nieces and nephews,  brothers and sisters, parents and friends to have the wisdom and joy that comes from SEEKING Him always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to what Daniel said of our God, after the secret was revealed to him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Blessed be the name of God forever and ever! For &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wisdom and might are His&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He changes&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;times and the seasons;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He removes kings and sets up kings&lt;/span&gt;. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He reveals the deep and secret things; He knows what is in the darkness, and the light dwells with Him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May we ever seek Him and reap the rewards in living with knowledge necessary in these challenging times, which job to take, which one to pass on, which path of education to steer our child(ren) to and through? What to do with retirement stocks? Keep investing? move to something stable? What &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;stable now? Should I start that new class? Why are we still dealing with this? HE has the answers! He leads us by peace, day at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A God of His Word  - Words in red - Matthew 7:7 Amplified: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Keep on asking and it will be given you; keep on seeking and you will find; keep on knocking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(reverently)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the door) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will be opened to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to go in search or quest of: to seek the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  to try to find or discover by searching or questioning: to seek the solution to a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  to try to obtain: to seek fame.&lt;br /&gt;4.  to try or attempt (usually fol. by an infinitive): to seek to convince a person.&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to go to: to seek a place to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to ask for; request: to seek advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Archaic. to search or explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmas7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 680px; height: 648px;" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/christmas7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The path of the just is as the shining light, that shines more and more unto the perfect day"&lt;/span&gt; Proverbs 4:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=christmas-star.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/christmas-star.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas! Much love, ya'll! Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4554500046014284193-4571242501831453377?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4571242501831453377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/wise-men-and-women-still-seek-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4571242501831453377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4571242501831453377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/wise-men-and-women-still-seek-him.html' title='Wise Men (and Women!) STILL seek Him!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3786029989868649199</id><published>2009-12-16T22:56:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:04:58.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going to Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Wink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glorious disasters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ in YOU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary The Nativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alpha and Omega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory to glory'/><title type='text'>The GLORIOUS Disaster!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of my FB friends saw me joking about perspective based on my observations on Monday morning. PRIOR to being able to jest about it, I had to spend time pouring my heart to The Lord outside as I did the mundane chores that give me comfort, then I came inside and retreated to the "Bat Cave". As I lay in my room on my bed, with my Bible, phone, remote control and Fox News muted, so's I could read the ticker tape while I poured my heart out to God some more. I focused for a bit on Joseph and Mary In Matthew 1. Like so:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-AMP-23163"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now the birth of Jesus Christ took place under these circumstances: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When His mother Mary had been promised in marriage to Joseph, &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;before they came together,&lt;/span&gt; she was found to be pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[through the power] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;of the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-23164"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [promised] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;husband Joseph&lt;/span&gt;, being a just and upright man and not willing to expose her publicly and to shame and disgrace her, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decided to repudiate and dismiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (divorce) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her quietly and secretly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-23165"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But as he was thinking this over&lt;/span&gt;, behold, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;an angel of the Lord appeared to him&lt;/span&gt; in a dream, saying, Joseph, descendant of David, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;do not be afraid to take Mary [as] your wife, for that which is conceived in her is of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(from, out of) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-23166"&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She will bear a Son, and you shall call His name Jesus &lt;/span&gt;[the Greek form of the Hebrew Joshua, which means Savior], f&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or He will save His people from their sins&lt;/span&gt; [that is, prevent them from failing and missing the true end and scope of life, which is God]."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I thought about these Joseph's and Mary's perilous situation, I got a little taste of the very dire circumstances for each. Try to consider what a strict religious culture they were a part of. The power that women have today, non existent by our standards. Mary, by the religious and cultural standards would, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN&lt;/span&gt;, be worthy of the death alotted to an adulteress. Think for bit on that. All my life a weak spot I have is telling bad news. I would just about put myself in any imaginable Lucy and Ethel moment to avoid telling bad news. Ridiculous, but true.  May the Lord forgive me and gently lead me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But can you possibly imagine Mary having this conversation with Joseph? The Lord provided of course, but, I wouldn't think that would nullify her fears, but instead give her the grace, strength and favor to overcome them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now think of Joseph. Clearly he did not "buy" what she was selling as her "story". Yet, he was a gentle man, because he didn't want her death. He wanted to do it quietly. Divorce her discreetly. Can't blame him. From a religious point of view, yes there were prophecies, about a coming Messiah, but, clearly it was like it is today, not in my lifetime, and even if it was, THIS isn't what it would look like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It looked from every understandable carnal viewpoint like a disaster. A pity. A shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, it wasn't. Not. At. All. It was GLORIOUS!!!! The Lord was birthing something BEYOND ANYONE's comprehension in Mary. She humbly agreed to yield, to submit. She rose to the occasion. She probably came to understand by degrees, generally in my experience at least, that's how faith works. She wasn't stoned, she wasn't put away, she was loved. She lived, she gave birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joseph heard the Lord, even in the heat of the moment where he was planning his discreet get away. He listened, he obeyed. he shielded, he protected, he lived to see the birth and THE Messaiah was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Galatians 4:19 Paul tells the Church in Galatia "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My little children, for whom I am again suffering birth pangs until Christ is completely and permanently formed (molded) in within you&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I thought to myself and to The Lord on my bed that day I was aware that as His sons and daughters, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we are NOT WITHOUT HOPE.&lt;/span&gt; We belong to a Father God that is GOOD to us. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We live in a fallen world, we dance between carnal and spirit in our lives, which makes the ingredients for many GLORIOUS DISASTERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes we help them them to happen, sometimes we are happened to, you know? &lt;/span&gt;BUT the GLORY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE GLORY IS ALL HIM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monday, what was being formed in me, and in Jason was for each of us our own separate resolves, each good and right. Additionally, for myself, The Lord I am quite sure, was teaching that what I was going through in that moment was not a matter of provision, which is what I was focused on, but a matter of an appointed time. He was very clear in His impression to me, and the way the situation worked out backed it up. He allowed unpleasant circumstances , did not cause them, allowed them to help Christ, the Mind of Christ be formed in me, and in Jason.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That was my disaster - what is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is not important that we know the middle, it is important that we KNOW The Omega! The Alpha and The Omega, The Beginning and The Ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Christ in YOU! and In ME! THE HOPE OF GLORY!!!! Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH MY GOSH! As I finish this GAC is on and Bucky Covington just came on stage singing his cover of a Nickleback song! I'm in Hilly Billy Heaven, Ya'll!!! God Wink! This moment was JUST FOR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;Much love, Maria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/nativity%20of%20jesus" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 422px; height: 242px;" src="http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg193/vjones60/Jesus%20-%20Christian/Nativity_lg.jpg" alt="Nativity Pictures, Images and Photos" 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/4554500046014284193-3786029989868649199?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3786029989868649199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/glorious-disaster.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3786029989868649199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3786029989868649199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/glorious-disaster.html' title='The GLORIOUS Disaster!!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i248.photobucket.com/albums/gg193/vjones60/Jesus%20-%20Christian/th_Nativity_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7917676146339650375</id><published>2009-12-14T19:16:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:37:05.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='effervescence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wind of the Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavenly places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high and lifted up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='born again'/><title type='text'>Ethereal Effervescence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i666.photobucket.com/albums/vv21/phantay/windy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 103px;" src="http://i666.photobucket.com/albums/vv21/phantay/windy.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ethereal&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;light, airy or tenuous: "an ethereal world created by poetic imagination."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extremely delicate or refined: "ethereal beaut&lt;/span&gt;y" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heavenly or celestial: "gone to his ethereal home&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of or pertaining to the upper regions of space.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Characterized by lightness and insubstantiality; intangible.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Highly refined, delicate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - of the celestial spheres, heavenly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not of this world, spiritual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Effervescence&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of several definitions, I choose this for today "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to show high spirits or animation"&lt;/span&gt;, the synonyms show the feeling I don't know how to describe, click &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/effervescence"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I was running an errand for church early in the morning and on one of the little side roads that I chose in order to get to the Giant Super Mart that shall be unnamed, I experienced one of those scenes like from a movie, it was very surreal. There was a wonderful, whirling dervish of tinkling leaves, at once gentle and wild. It moved in front of me as I drove for a good pace, and when I came back through on the way back to the church, it met me again, always staying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; ahead of me, as if in elvish delight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't explain the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thrill,&lt;/span&gt; the other worldness of that scene, that experience. I heard a term not long ago that comes close to it, it's called a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"God Wink"&lt;/span&gt;. Those little things, that are often sprinkled throughout your week, if only your heart is turned towards Him, and you look with expectancy. Not like seeing markings in cows, or in your French Toast. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those things &lt;/span&gt;that are akin to the wink between two people in a large group of people, say at a cook-out or meeting, the wink that conveys a shared connection in that moment, based on that thread of the conversation, that maybe only the two of you get, and you will never speak of it. My Daddy is famous for these, usually accompanied by a stroking of his mustache...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was thinking of  two things in the rush that hit me upon seeing and hearing the tinkle and whirl of the leaves. 1) That people miss these God Winks all the time. What a shame. And  2) That it reminded me of yet another verse which I love to ponder and never fully comprehend. John 3:6-8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;'Wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at is born of&lt;/span&gt; [from] &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the flesh is flesh&lt;/span&gt; [of the physical is physical]; a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd what is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not&lt;/span&gt; (do not be surprised, astonished) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at my telling you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You must be born anew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(from above&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The wind blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(breathes)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;where it wills; and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though you hear its sound, &lt;/span&gt;yet you neither know &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where it comes from nor where  it is going. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the time, I thought of the verse for the obvious reason. But, once again, as I obediently heeded the nudge to try to tackle this post, I sensed something larger at play, another teaching moment as a gift from above...He's been reminding me that we are seated in Heavenly places and I am brewing some good stuff on that...and somehow I sense that this verse and that experience are woven together, with the concept of being seated in heavenly places. As in, to be born again, and seated in heavenly places, means there is and should be a very intangible quality, even buoyancy to us. You can't keep us down, the enemy can't grab hold of us, we bring an energy a zest that is contagious, that deposits into the people around us. We bring LIFE with us wherever we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Something about us is a bit like that wonderful experience where God met me in the whirl and twirl, tinkle and swirl of those delightful leaves on Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Much love, Maria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-7917676146339650375?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7917676146339650375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/ethereal-effervescence.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7917676146339650375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7917676146339650375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/ethereal-effervescence.html' title='Ethereal Effervescence'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1442537967832265550</id><published>2009-12-10T09:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:21:59.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gate called Beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fight of faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refreshing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lamb&apos;s Book of Life'/><title type='text'>The Gate Called BEAUTIFUL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Blessed &lt;/span&gt;(happy, fortunate, to be envied)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; is the man &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whom You choose&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cause to come near&lt;/span&gt;, that he may dwell in Your courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple." Psalm 65:4 Amplified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(turning up the volume of the original KJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So many thoughts, so little time to choose and order them...trusting The Lord to order my steps &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(thoughts and words in this instance!). &lt;/span&gt;This year had some tough challenges and it wasn't pretty or comfy as we went through pruning and refining! The season seems to be changing! Fruit is popping up and it IS indeed luscious! But in the hardest, darkest times the golden thread that I would grab hold of from time to time was &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giving Thanks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;..I'd like to say that I "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;clung&lt;/span&gt;" to it...that sounds so much more appealing to our Christian sensibilities. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, the truth is what will set you free!&lt;/span&gt; I most certainly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;cling to this truth, but God, Who is rich in His mercy, kept helping me to catch sight of the golden thread and when I did glimpse it, I indeed grabbed it...would indeed be refreshed for a while, and then as the dreary clouds would encroach again, I would then drop it and amble on the path weary and slowly, not having the means or the clear direction where to travel, just one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I took those steps day at a time, more light came and more revelation of the power of Thanksgiving and the purpose and power of Praise. I PRAY I never forget, never weaken in my resolve to continually let Thanksgiving pour forth, and when it doesn't want to pour, that I will shake my vessel and tip it on its head if I have to, in order to pour some out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have some places in His Word, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;that draw you&lt;/span&gt;, but you don't have full revelation of them, and probably never will. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But you love to look at them, to think on them, ponder and mull&lt;/span&gt;, and let Him over time give you a little puzzle piece here and there? One such place for me is Acts 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"And a certain man &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lame from his mother's womb &lt;/span&gt;was carried, whom they laid daily &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;, to ask alms of them that entered into the temple;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Acts 3:2 KJV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I encourage you to read verses 1-10 by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=acts%203&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;clicking here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the gate...has always beckoned and always will beckon me. Inviting me to know Him more fully. Jesus said &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I am The Way and The Truth and The Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one comes to the Father except through me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This one time, poor, lame man in Acts 3 was lame &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"from his mother's womb"&lt;/span&gt; JUST LIKE US! due to our sin nature. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He was invited in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Peter, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In the Name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, Rise up and walk  !",&lt;/span&gt; enter into the gate, the gate which is called Beautiful!  He went leaping and praising, and I would imagine making a bit of noise as he went into the temple, through the gate which is called Beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple elegant golden strand which the Good Lord repeatedly put in my path to hang onto was just this, thank me that your name and those of your husband and your sons, and all that you are thankful for, that their names are written in The Lambs Book of Life. Out loud. So I would, as I performed the routine tasks in a cloud of pain, disillusionment and confusion, I would state my gratitude that indeed my name is written in The Lamb's Book of Life, my husband's name is written in The Lamb's Book of Life, my son James, my son Jason, I am so blessed that their names are written in The Lamb's Book of Life. More and more I would do this, and every time it was like walking on a bridge to a place where I would find JOY waiting for me! I would be refreshed and continue on the good fight of faith! I just realized yesterday that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; truth&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mercy&lt;/span&gt; that the Lord showed me, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very crucia&lt;/span&gt;l to where I am, where I will stay "Psalm 23 "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever."&lt;/span&gt;! Where I will bring it with me wherever I go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100 again: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Enter into His gates with thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;, and into His courts with praise: be thankful to Him, and bless His Name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Justify Full" class="gl_align_full" border="0" /&gt;. Yes, there are still and always be challenges, but I have more tools, more revelation, I can fight smarter, and I KNOW Him more fully, which gives me rest! Blessed indeed &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"is the man You choose and cause to come near, that he may dwell in Your courts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&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/4554500046014284193-1442537967832265550?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1442537967832265550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/gate-called-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1442537967832265550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1442537967832265550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/gate-called-beautiful.html' title='The Gate Called BEAUTIFUL!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-5267881302990996908</id><published>2009-11-19T11:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:32:24.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='draw near to God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the prodigal son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>When He Was Yet a Long Way Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week I shared some GREAT news of a "suddenly" that God orchestrated. The person involved in this said as he went into the building and when he came out, "I feel like the prodigal son". He said it somewhat jokingly, trying to take the edge off of the jitters that accompany the commitment he was making. The next morning I heard the verse that captures the return of the prodigal son, and as the narrator read the verse, he said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"while he was yet a long way off"&lt;/span&gt; the Father ran to meet the son! I've heard this story ALL my life, gleaned many lovely truths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; right now&lt;/span&gt; the truth that makes me jump up and down, is how good and tender He is to watch for us, and any little step in His direction we make, at any time, He is waiting for it! He SEES it! And while we or our loved ones are yet a long way off, having much to be worked out with fear and trembling in our lives, He&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; will&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;RUN TO MEET US&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;RUN TO MEET OUR LOVED ONES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pray, Pray, pray with renewed vision, pray with renewed hope and confidence, be fully persuaded! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enter His courts with thanksgiving, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank Him AHEAD of time&lt;/span&gt;! Thank Him that they didn't fall any farther, thank Him that He kept them, and is making something beautiful out of us and out of them!, Thank Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My PCs woes continue, but, there is NO way to keep me from putting out what God puts on my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&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/4554500046014284193-5267881302990996908?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5267881302990996908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-he-was-yet-long-way-off.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5267881302990996908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5267881302990996908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-he-was-yet-long-way-off.html' title='When He Was Yet a Long Way Off!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-5923840788982294839</id><published>2009-11-12T11:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:53:57.970-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalm 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Enter Into His Gates with THANKSGIVING!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAKE A joyful noise to the Lord&lt;/span&gt;, all you lands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Serve the Lord with gladness&lt;/span&gt;! Come before His presence with singing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-15512"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Know&lt;/span&gt; (perceive, recognize, and understand with approval) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that the Lord is God! It is He Who has made us, not we ourselves&lt;/span&gt; [and we are His]! We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-AMP-15513"&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enter into His gates with thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; and a thank offering and into His courts with praise! Be thankful and say so to Him, bless and affectionately praise His name!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; For the Lord is good&lt;/span&gt;; His mercy and loving-kindness are everlasting, His faithfulness and truth endure to all generations."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Psalms 100 Amplified Bible&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is a run around crazy day! But, I didn't want to miss today on here, especially knowing I won't be on the PC again until Saturday. So much I want to say, but the MOST important thing I want to share is I wouldn't have the grace to type on here today if it wasn't for this Psalm, this mindset. He brought me out of a season through focusing on Joy, then understanding the "chokers" of Joy, and the need to FOCUS on our Source of Joy, and then the icing on the cake was THANKING Him, in ALL things there is always something I can thank Him for! I approach Him daily and throughout the day, and I approach Him in THANKS!  Not deep and probably sounds condescending to say to you, but, I just had to leave you with these thoughts until I get on here and can go visit 'round the net! Because without them, I wouldn't be on here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4554500046014284193-5923840788982294839?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5923840788982294839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/enter-into-his-gates-with-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5923840788982294839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5923840788982294839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/enter-into-his-gates-with-thanksgiving.html' title='Enter Into His Gates with THANKSGIVING!!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7868836551947236379</id><published>2009-11-10T13:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:20:26.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going to Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing priorities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking on the water'/><title type='text'>Being With Jesus!!!</title><content type='html'>Sickness, oppressive government, bills, loved ones apart from Christ - these winds and waves seek to overwhelm us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"God thunders with His voice wondrously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;         Doing great things which we cannot comprehend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    For to the snow He says, 'Fall on the earth,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;         And to the downpour and the rain, 'Be strong.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job 37:5-6&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(New American Standard Bible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Recently, as I read and then pondered the scene of Peter seeing Jesus on the water and then going to Him. I realized something that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really needed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are many messages I have heard based on the verses of Matthew 14. All of them good and true. But we always focus on the "walking on the water". Our focus when we choose that is earthly, fleshly, and completely understandable. I realize now that Peter was not waiting in that boat all night for Jesus to show up, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO THAT HE COULD WALK ON THE WATER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peter was waiting for Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They all were&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus didn't show up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until the 4th watch&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;It was the literal "darkness before the dawn"! When Peter saw and heard that the figure on the water was indeed Jesus, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he wanted to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go to Him&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was Peter's immediate, heart felt response! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He wanted to be with Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what all our hearts cry? What we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;crave? Deep calls to deep, He desires to meet with us, and He won't be outdone, if we draw near to Him, He WILL draw near to us! He &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;overtake us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter walked on the water, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;because his focus wasn't to walk on the water&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;his focus was to be with Jesus&lt;/span&gt;! I believe that as we draw near to Him, and trust Him for the rest, one day one minute at a time we will rise above the waves, overcome the winds and when we occasionally do begin to take our hearts off of him, and begin to sink, we have but to once again call out to Him, and He will once again draw us to Him. He's faithful like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. As I wrote this post I got a message to call someone from Church, long story short, my youngest is going back to church today! AND going back to drumming for Jesus! HALLELUJAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/4554500046014284193-7868836551947236379?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7868836551947236379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-with-jesus.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7868836551947236379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7868836551947236379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/being-with-jesus.html' title='Being With Jesus!!!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3542418576756823874</id><published>2009-05-06T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:07:08.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Sharon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look at the cute header that Sharon from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://slgb65.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sit With Me Awhile&lt;/a&gt; made. She just seemed to instinctively know what I might like for a springy/summery header. What a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just had a root canal, so drop in and say hello &amp;amp; a prayer for a quick recovery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-3542418576756823874?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3542418576756823874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-sharon.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3542418576756823874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3542418576756823874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-sharon.html' title='Thanks, Sharon!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-178531534426767172</id><published>2009-05-04T10:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T13:33:22.655-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Minorcan Maven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salt and light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the good samaritan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awakening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>MUCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is congestion in my mind, too many things want to come out at once! I did want to drop in and say a quick hello. I pray all is well with you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been much stirred in my heart about what is afoot in our country.  There are so many bills in various stages of being passed that it boggles the mind. There are at least 6 that will either likely or potentially will greatly impact our country through violating the Constitution, curtailing our God given freedoms. Expect that will be a post within the next day or so. A list. Since MSM doesn't tell the things we&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; need&lt;/span&gt; to know, if you don't aggressively seek out news on-line, and listen to FOX News sometimes, you won't know what you have lost until too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mama and I have been having conversations since last fall about the spiritual state of our Nation and the Church at large. We have felt a tremendous need to pray for an Awakening of our Nation. Interestingly, back in March I happened to catch some dear ladies on a Bible teaching show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(TV) &lt;/span&gt;sharing how God had impressed one of them back in their home church/prayer group &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(back in June last year - in the midst of the LONGEST election ever!)&lt;/span&gt; that the "election would not save America, but that an Awakening would" in other words. Pray for America to awaken. They explained the differences between revival and awakening and gave illustrations through history. Oh, it was sooo exhilarating to hear what your heart was already telling you, backed up with historical supporting facts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may I say if you have ever had to awaken someone who was sluggish, and slow to respond, it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not pleasant&lt;/span&gt;. I have not had much experience with this, because we all wake up promptly around here &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Thank you, Lord!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;, I have had a couple of friends struggle with family members who suffer this lethargy, it is NOT fun to struggle to wake-up sleepy heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is a great big distracted, comfortable, self righteous sleepy head. I love my country. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love my country, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; concerned. I am also concerned that the Church wake-up. If we &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; truly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;engage&lt;/span&gt; and are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;salt and the ligh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;dare,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;tred,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;be exceedingly uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at times&lt;/span&gt;, yet ALWAYS in grace, always in faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit bothered that so many wonderful Christian people are quietly going about their lives knowing that they have voted and that God's Word has indeed told us that it would be like this one day, sort feeling that they must leave the rest to see what the future brings. I find myself in this regard to have reached my Martha zenith! ;) In my life with Christ I have always felt much more like Mary. Now I get to know what Martha felt like! While I know my approach is not perfect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(of course)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I do trust that God &lt;/span&gt;will continue to lead and guide me each day to do what I can to encourage others &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(that's my gift - I reckon - don't see much sign of anything else!) (well except hospitality) &lt;/span&gt;who are trying to make a difference, to pray, and to write, shine the spotlight, make phone calls or whatever else I can do to sound the alarm that America is somewhat on fire. We might want to wake-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was led to spend the last 5 days on household matters, with family and with the Lord just in the quiet moments - which for me means I am not chatting so much on-line. Maybe observing a bit, but, that's about it. In the stillness of my heart the Lord was so good to me to refresh,  and encourage me, as well as confirming and clarifying somethings for me. You ever notice that in the Old Testament that when Godly people cried out to God in the Psalms or just about any other book, it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt; about either the wickedness of their Nation, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; the results that the wickedness had wrought in their Nation. God was not separated from their political life, He WAS their life. How the Nation lived before God, impacted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;, and there were Godly people who were NOT content to be passive about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past few years my life of faith &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which I find should be somewhat messy)&lt;/span&gt; required trusting God daily for sustenance in many ways familiar to you my friends in Christ. As a former career woman, turned part-time clerical worker and home school mom, we had many financial challenges. As a parent of a child gone wild for a period of time - w&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; reasons to trust God for his care &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt;. As a home school mom &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;, I had &lt;/span&gt;many reasons to trust God daily. There are many other things I could list, but I find that I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STILL trust the Lord DAILY in these matters&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;, He is hinting at a further growth and likely discomfort. To trust Him as I stand up and speak up when I would many times prefer not to. Prefer to stay in my cocoon. And just like as a home school mother and as a part time (and then 100% sahm) I often struggled feeling that my contribution was not sufficient. The Lord always, always added His grace to it. He MADE it sufficient! And now as I feel what small pip-squeak voice I can add is seemingly insignificant, I find that the Lord seems to say, "use it for My purpose, my glory and trust me for the results".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will close with the parable of the Good Samaritan as I was impressed to study it a bit this weekend. I feel that America is the neighbor. I want to be the Samaritan. but we need LOTS of neighbors! Luke 10:26-37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;26 Jesus said to him, What is written in the Law? How do you read it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;   &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25389" class="versenum" value="27"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;And he replied, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You must love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind; and your neighbor as yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25390" class="versenum" value="28"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;And Jesus said to him, You have answered correctly; do this, and you will live [enjoy active, blessed, endless life in the kingdom of God].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25391" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;And he, determined to acquit himself of reproach, said to Jesus, And who is my neighbor?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25392" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;Jesus,taking him up, replied, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A certain man was going &lt;/span&gt;from Jerusalem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;down to Jericho, and he fell among robbers, who stripped him of his clothes and belongings and beat him and went their way, &lt;/span&gt;[unconcernedly] &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leaving him half dead&lt;/span&gt;, as it happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25393" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;Now by coincidence &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a certain priest was going down along that road&lt;/span&gt;, a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd when he saw him, he passed by on the other side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25394" class="versenum" value="32"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Levite likewise came down to the place and saw him, and passed by on the other sid&lt;/span&gt;e [of the road].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25395" class="versenum" value="33"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But a certain Samaritan, as he traveled along, came down to where he was; and when he saw him, he was moved with pity and sympathy [for him],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25396" class="versenum" value="34"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;And went to him and dressed his wounds, pouring on [them] oil and wine. Then he set him on his own beast and brought him to an inn and took care of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25397" class="versenum" value="35"&gt;35&lt;/sup&gt;And the next day he took out two denarii [two day's wages] and gave [them] to the innkeeper, saying, Take care of him; and whatever more you spend, I [myself] will repay you when I return.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25398" class="versenum" value="36"&gt;36&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which&lt;/span&gt; of these three &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do you think proved himself a neighbor to him who fell among the robbers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;     &lt;sup id="en-AMP-25399" class="versenum" value="37"&gt;37&lt;/sup&gt;He answered, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one who showed pity and mercy to him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Jesus said to him, Go and do likewise."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks for dropping and and listening to me ramble! You are kind to indulge me! Much love! Maria&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/4554500046014284193-178531534426767172?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/178531534426767172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/much.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/178531534426767172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/178531534426767172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/05/much.html' title='MUCH!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1990171260983437998</id><published>2009-04-16T12:26:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:07:32.091-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Minorcan Maven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith outside the box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Faith Outside the Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SedicQgns7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/geR6YF4CatM/s1600-h/Tea+Party+2009+3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SedicQgns7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/geR6YF4CatM/s400/Tea+Party+2009+3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325333321996546994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Greetings! I pray all is well with you, and that no matter where today finds you that your hope is in The One who redeems, sustains and upholds us, the only Christ the King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make. I am &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about political issues. It's funny, the world does not like us to be passionate about our faith. Too bad. It's essence of who we are and why we are here in the first place to grow and develop as we learn of Our Lord. But the Church nor the world really cares for people who are passionate about political issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised to be passionate about both, though I did not and have not always done so. It's been a process for me. Doing without Christ drove me to Christ. Then as I grew and life moved forward, I happened to begin homeschooling 6 months prior to September 11 2001. Studying history with biblical perspective was such an eye opener and a gift to us. It gave rich perspective to the history making times we were living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sedga6ac6tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/y_i96nvYDVQ/s1600-h/Tea+Party+2009+4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sedga6ac6tI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/y_i96nvYDVQ/s400/Tea+Party+2009+4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325331099861969618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I won't take you through the blow by blow here, because really, who cares? Suffice it to say that something happened last August which made me unable or unwilling to compartmentalize my life from faith and politics (twin passions). It began to seem that to live my faith I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; apply myself to day by day, in whatever ways I can find appropriate for my family apply my  efforts to keeping myself aware, finding ways to encourage and inform those around me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(family) &lt;/span&gt;and friends on the 'net.  When opportunity presents to do more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(donate, make calls, sign petitions, etc)&lt;/span&gt; do so. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And always, and in all things pray and give thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tempting&lt;/span&gt; to say&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; forget it&lt;/span&gt;, my efforts are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;inconsequential &lt;/span&gt;and politics attracts so many "me-me-me people"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (yuk factor)&lt;/span&gt;. But, my conscience won't let me turn away. Until I am led in a new direction I better run with determination the road set before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sedfvldr0lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/grEaZkDUFrQ/s1600-h/Tea+Party+2009+5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sedfvldr0lI/AAAAAAAAAFI/grEaZkDUFrQ/s400/Tea+Party+2009+5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325330355504009810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally made peace with this transition during the last few days. I am hoping that I can keep two blogs going by posting and cross posting from time to time. I haven't been doing much of either because I have been struggling with what strange thing was happening to me. My faith and family and relationship with the Lord was just as strong as always, but I struggled with why was I so driven to political things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I just relaxed and had PEACE! It's OK to be who He made me! I can TRUST Him! How novel! ;)  He gives us GOOD gifts for His glory and His purpose! Who am I to kick against the pricks!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday there was a successful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(well behaved, highly motivated and about 300+  btwn hours of 12:00 5:00) &lt;/span&gt;Tea Party in my hometown of St Augustine. I chose to go to next door Jacksonville &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(4,500+ from 12:00-2:00)&lt;/span&gt; with my parents, and the party THRILLED my heart. So many different types of people, different ages ALL of 1 mind and 1 accord. When God was mentioned no one was offened or ashamed but all cheered and gave honor. There was no hate but lots of wisdom and insight from young children, young adults and adults in the middle of life and adults who have been there and done that and know what they are talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some encouraging words to share with you all my dear sisters in Christ, and am looking forward to visiting and checking in with you all. This was an important "Bird" Housekeeping matter that required tending to first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of times that when we sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"America, America God shed His grace on thee...and crown thy good with brotherhood from sea to shining sea..."&lt;/span&gt; and when we prayed that I had a flash that God was pleased, that we were taking steps in the right direction and it made my heart happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether America shines or falls, God's people must trust in Him, look to Him, put our hope in Him. The Word is filled with accounts of Nations falling or pulling back from the brink, in either case there is always a remnant that looks to Him and is provided for even in the midst of trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know more about where I have been dabbling check out &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" href="http://minorcan-maven.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Minorcan Maven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; I will be around to visit over the weekend and catch up with ya'll! Some of the posts I have written there explain what I am speaking about better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;people&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, who are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ed by my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;  II Chronicles 7:14&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/4554500046014284193-1990171260983437998?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1990171260983437998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-outside-box.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1990171260983437998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1990171260983437998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/04/faith-outside-box.html' title='Faith Outside the Box'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SedicQgns7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/geR6YF4CatM/s72-c/Tea+Party+2009+3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-6491533393206240126</id><published>2009-03-26T09:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:36:35.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC&apos;s of The Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water from a rock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Numbers 21'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God will make a way'/><title type='text'>ABC's of the Word - G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thepool.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/thepool.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;From there they continued on to Beer, the well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;where the LORD said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;to Moses, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Gather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the people together&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;and I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give&lt;/span&gt; them water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Numbers 21:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was facing a situation that was pressing me over the weekend. Still pressing as it evolves...through it all my spirit keeps singing this song :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"God will make a way, He'll make a way, He'll make a way,&lt;br /&gt;God, will make a way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my spirit took it further and started changing it up -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"God has made away, He's made a way, He's made a way, He's made a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He gave water from a rock,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has made a way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"God has made a way, He's made a way, He's made a way, He's made a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;He made manna fall all around,&lt;br /&gt;God has made a way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"God has made a way, He's made a way, He's made a way, He's made a way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;He gave us life and made us clean&lt;br /&gt;God has made a way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Thursday to you all! I know God will bless you for seeking Him through His Word and fellowship with other believers! What I hope you take from my thoughts on His Word today, is that if He has to make water flow from a rock for you, He will! If he didn't hold back His one and only begotten Son for us, He won't fail you now. Whether in His Sovereign wisdom He knows we need more time, more favor, more mercy, more grace or just plain and simple physical HELP and needs met, He will move Heaven and Earth to meet our need. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What will we move to meet His need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord, sometimes I feel like that rock, hard, unyielding and flinty and lacking fruit. Make your water (Spirit) flow from me I pray! Lord, Sometimes I feel like Moses - who struck the rock in anger the last time he had the opportunity. When He should have just spoke in authority to it. Help me to speak with love, patience, wisdom, authority in the power of Jesus Name , to the rocks which You have given me stewardship over. In Jesus' Beautiful Name - The Name above ALL other names! Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit Pam at&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://greylikesnuffie.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-wordg.html"&gt; Grey Like Snuffy&lt;/a&gt; for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-6491533393206240126?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6491533393206240126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-g.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6491533393206240126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6491533393206240126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-g.html' title='ABC&apos;s of the Word - G'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7620205008119960180</id><published>2009-03-23T15:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:19:02.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='round and round we go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>Lord, I have Been Here Before..Really...AGAIN? Can you Hear Me Whining?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How was your weekend? We had a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with family this weekend. Missed my oldest. He was supposed to be able to come with his fiance'. But, he had to cover for someone at work and couldn't get away. But there was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lots of fun&lt;/span&gt; with the nieces and nephews at a birthday party, and good times with my father-in-law and his wife yesterday. Bunch of other stuff too. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God has blessed us &lt;em&gt;greatly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of that, I began last Wednesay taking on a new project that may or may not be a waste of time, but I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAD,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to try it. We shall see! Nothing ventured nothing gained!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;at the outset of the weekend, I was faced with a situation that was&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; oh so familiar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to me, as to make me want to just stay at home and put the covers over my head, because it just made me weary to comtemplate the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; scenery AGAIN! Sheesh! Enough already! But, I did not! I hung on to the hem of His garment and said &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I can't do this. I. CAN. NOT. Do. This. Please. Take. This...."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He did.&lt;/span&gt; Through the weekend, since it was a busy time, &lt;em&gt;(and many times I just wanted to escape and be alone with Him, My Father, My Savior, My King) &lt;/em&gt;when I was maybe in the truck driving by myself to run a quick 100th errand in town, or in the shower, or feeding Roto &lt;em&gt;(our pig)...&lt;/em&gt;there was this song that I would sing - and it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stirred my faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and kept the enemy at bay. I don't know if I have heard it before ,or if it just was my spirit initiating a call out to the Lord. I just know the ministry of The Holy Spirit through that song blessed me and kept me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am determined to &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;see this scenery again. I press on, and I don't look back. I trust Him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If He's bringing you through&lt;/em&gt; - say so!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Monday, Ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-7620205008119960180?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7620205008119960180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lord-i-have-been-here-beforereallyagain.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7620205008119960180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7620205008119960180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lord-i-have-been-here-beforereallyagain.html' title='Lord, I have Been Here Before..Really...AGAIN? Can you Hear Me Whining?'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7159313951900177311</id><published>2009-03-18T21:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:17:09.741-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Never leave nor forsake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABCs of the Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hebrews 13'/><title type='text'>ABC's of the Word - F!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Hebrews13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Hebrews13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let your character&lt;/span&gt; or moral disposition &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt; from love of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [including greed, avarice, lust, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;craving&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;earthly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; possessions]&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;be satisfied&lt;/span&gt; with your present&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;[circumstances and with what you have]&lt;em&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;for He&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [God] &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Himself has said, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will not in any way &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt; you nor give you up nor leave you without support&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [I will]&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [I will]&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; not in any degree leave you helpless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nor &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;forsake&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nor let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; [you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(relax My hold on you&lt;em&gt;)!&lt;/em&gt; [Assuredly not!] &lt;em&gt;6 &lt;strong&gt;So we take comfort and are encouraged and confidently and boldly say, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Lord is my Helper&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will not be seized with alarm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;[I will not fear or dread or be terrified]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;What can man do to me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hebrews 13:5-6 Amplified Bible&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the strange times we find ourselves living in, it is important&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more and more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that we remember where our hope comes from&lt;/span&gt;, and Who we place our faith in! He &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; faithful&lt;/span&gt;. He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;more than enough&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at all times&lt;/span&gt;, whether in times of plenty or want - He is MORE than enough. &lt;strong&gt;The world will &lt;em&gt;increasingly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; to be able to see &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that God's people &lt;strong&gt;are not&lt;/strong&gt; afraid&lt;/span&gt;. We are secure and assured. Our children need to see it, our in-laws, our customers and our co-workers, sometimes even our spouses. It need not be a front. It should be and can be real. Lights on, groceries in the 'fridge - He's my God. No money in the bank, lights off, pink slip - He's my God. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At all times, He is my God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lord, help us to be faithful to You like You are to us! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank You, Father that &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; leave&lt;/span&gt; us &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nor forsake&lt;/strong&gt; us&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;We love You, we adore You! &lt;strong&gt;Fill us, Father with more of You!&lt;/strong&gt; That we may lives lives useful to You! In Jesus' matchless and wonderful name! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=content-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/content-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;For more ABC's of the Word, &lt;a href="http://greylikesnuffie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please visit Pam at Grey Like Snuffie&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- you will be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you did! Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-7159313951900177311?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7159313951900177311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-f.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7159313951900177311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7159313951900177311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-f.html' title='ABC&apos;s of the Word - F!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-2401751018573690772</id><published>2009-03-18T08:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:14:00.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a better way to live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Come to me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest for the weary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a right focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew 27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>Come to Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b48992398.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="371" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/b48992398.jpg" width="373" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where oh where&lt;/span&gt; does the time go? I remember so often a season that occurred 5 years go last fall. It was our youngest's season playing football. The coach was a real good guy and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SUCH&lt;/span&gt; a character! He had this thing he would say to the guys on the team that just rung in my heart &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like it was words from God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;everytime&lt;/em&gt; he said it. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt; think of it. His nickname for my son was "Head" and he would say "Head! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME TO ME! COME TO ME!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The news is frustrating, I know I am not alone....could we get some real people in Washington and have the place to ourselves for about say oh, 48 hours? We can straighten it up in the Name of Jesus, pretty durn quick...&lt;strong&gt;but I digress&lt;/strong&gt;...grim and frustrating news..HIGH grocery prices, children &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much &lt;/strong&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than the little $5 dollar prize from the local Supermart, workplace politics that make the job &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; harder than it has to be, a scale that just &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; is NOT kind. No. Not. At. All! &lt;strong&gt;; )&lt;/strong&gt; Yikes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we have a friend,&lt;/span&gt; who sticks closer than a brother! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend in high places&lt;/span&gt;! He can make that dollar stretch, give us favor, grant us peace and the ability to be gracious. He gives me focus, the RIGHT one! Purpose and right motives. His ways are OH SO MUCH higher than my ways!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;gives&lt;/span&gt; to us, but our hands, our hearts, our very heads - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;must have room for what He gives&lt;/span&gt;! Empty your hands at His feet, pour out your heart to His ever present ear, clear out your head and make room for His thoughts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come to Me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;you who labor&lt;/span&gt; and are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heavy-laden and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;burdened&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;[I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls.]&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take My yoke upon you and &lt;em&gt;learn of Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for I am gentle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(meek)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and humble&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(lowly)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in heart, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;find rest&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for your souls.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Matthew 27, Amplified Bible.&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/4554500046014284193-2401751018573690772?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2401751018573690772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-to-me.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2401751018573690772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2401751018573690772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-to-me.html' title='Come to Me!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-6533722151597177422</id><published>2009-03-17T16:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:54:30.502-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen rebellion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all things made new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ministry of the Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace that passes understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Answer to questions in the dark'/><title type='text'>The Answer to Questions in the Dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pillaroffire.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 481px; HEIGHT: 377px" height="479" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/pillaroffire.jpg" width="577" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This morning I want to share a little thing I wrote 7 years ago next month. In March of 2002 our oldest son moved out in his 11th grade. His grades were in dire straits, but he had turned the much ballyhooed age of 18 the month before. He was surrounding himself with friends that encouraged him to ditch his family and go his own way. He was on a collision course with us, his parents. There was toxic relationship at the root of it all. And he was just &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; focused on how to maintain that relationship. We were &lt;em&gt;completely &lt;/em&gt;focused on how to get through to him. The night he told me he had made his decision and that he was moving out, I could feel the gut wrenching pain. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came the night he came with two friends to remove his things from his room. You could &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the hostility radiating from his friends, because they had this impression of us as the overly strict parents who made their friend miserable. The two friends came from &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; dysfunctional homes and had much reasons to not respect or trust authority based on their relationships with their own parents. But these were young men we had been kind to, shown sacrificial love to and prayed for - how did &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, how did &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; become strangers? &lt;strong&gt;The darkness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, as you know if you visit regularly - that was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 years ago, and life is dynamic flowing &lt;em&gt;forward&lt;/em&gt; thank goodness, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;praise God!!!&lt;/span&gt; Our family &lt;strong&gt;made&lt;/strong&gt; it through that awful time intact, healthy and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vibrantly&lt;/span&gt;. Were there rough times? Yes. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;, God sustained us &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so sweetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He &lt;strong&gt;kept&lt;/strong&gt; my son. He went with him into the &lt;em&gt;"darkness"&lt;/em&gt;. He kept my youngest son, who this marked greatly. His one and only brother, his "big" brother, leaving in rebellion - prematurely, yeah it made an impact. He &lt;strong&gt;kept&lt;/strong&gt; the little one as well, in the &lt;em&gt;"darkness".&lt;/em&gt; His father and I experienced God's sustaining grace and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"peace that passes understanding"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; through that period. I remember thinking at the time, "this is why it's called peace that passes understanding". The sheer grace, unexplained, and breathtakingly comforting. He&lt;strong&gt; kept&lt;/strong&gt; us in the &lt;em&gt;"darkness".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;During that time for about 6-8 weeks I wrote several songs that just overflowed from my heart. I call them songs, but mind you I can't play or write music, so it's just lyrics that had music in my head to go with them! God knows the tune! LOL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, lately I have been thinking about these particular verses and the times peope are going through all over this nation, and our nation as a whole. I hope you enjoy these words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is majestic, mighty and holy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovely, and righteous and pure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is deliberate, awesome and wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is Lord! He is Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is light in the darkness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And shade in the desert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is The Answer to the questions in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is The Answer to questions in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-6533722151597177422?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6533722151597177422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/answer-to-questions-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6533722151597177422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6533722151597177422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/answer-to-questions-in-dark.html' title='The Answer to Questions in the Dark'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-8434769419286291664</id><published>2009-03-13T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T16:21:08.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='refinement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading the Bible in a year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genesis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>When Your Call Comes - Shaving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=36_2_66.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/36_2_66.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blessed by beginning a reading plan on January 15th for reading through the Bible in a year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you know&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as much as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to study the Word, and get little and big treasures out of it, and to have wisdom imparted to me for being a more effective servant in everyday life, I have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;completed such a plan? I only started &lt;strong&gt;my first&lt;/strong&gt; attempt &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; year. I was really enjoying it and it got me out of a bit of a rut I was in. Once my wheels got turning though, I was off &lt;em&gt;"chasing butterflies"&lt;/em&gt; in the Word. But &lt;strong&gt;this &lt;/strong&gt;year over at Karen's blog&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://surviving-motherhood.blogspot.com/2009/03/write-your-own-psalm-day-five-big-but.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Surviving Motherhood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when she mentioned a plan she had used, it just clicked for me. &lt;em&gt;This &lt;/em&gt;time I believe I have the grace to complete the plan. I like this one the most, because it is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ewordtoday.com/year/9/cjan15.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chronological,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I have always been interested in reading in that order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anywho, as I was studying Joseph's life during the read through Genesis, something I have studied more than a few times, I came across a phrase that just seemed to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"pop"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for me. I felt immediately like sharing it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Set Up:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all know that Joseph suffered much painful, egregious and harsh injustice from age 17 for a period of about 13 years. We know that the scriptures tell us that he enjoyed success and favor, &lt;strong&gt;in all that he did,&lt;/strong&gt; as a slave, and as a slave accused of rape and tossed into prison - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; favor and success&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the presence of the Lord with him &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However&lt;/span&gt;, false accusation, slavery, imprisonment - the sting, the loneliness, the injustice were not evaporated. No, those feelings were something Joseph most likely had to daily render unto God, as he took up his cross and followed Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Promise: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joseph had been given a promise and it&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; called&lt;/span&gt; to him, it simmered at times, it gave him hope, hope for a future, hope for good, hope for a life of liberty, peace, restoration, and kingdom authority. There came a day about 11 years into his dark period where he gave the interpretation of a dream for each of two fellow prisoners. One of the men would be restored to his rightful place in service to the King. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He asked for the man to &lt;strong&gt;remember&lt;/strong&gt; him&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The man &lt;em&gt;forgot&lt;/em&gt; him instead&lt;/span&gt;. Two more years went by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Call Came!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"14 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Pharaoh sent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and called Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;they&lt;strong&gt; brought him&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hastily out&lt;/strong&gt; of the dungeon&lt;/em&gt;: and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he shaved himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;and changed his raiment,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and came in unto Pharaoh." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't know if I can explain why this excited me so, I am not even sure I know why it excited me so. But, it did, and does. And I really immediately wanted to share it here. The idea that we can wait and wait in seeming obscurity. But, to the eyes of God &lt;strong&gt;we are not obscure&lt;/strong&gt;. It seems like the years are ticking by and our "chance" has been devoured by the enemy, &lt;strong&gt;but it hasn't&lt;/strong&gt;, because God has a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our call &lt;strong&gt;will come&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;our child's call&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;our spouse's call&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;will come&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when it does&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we want to be clean shaven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dressed appropriately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and ready to stand and serve&lt;/span&gt; in the manner which God's perfect clock work has been moving us towards, inch by precious inch, day by grinding day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We are made to shine! &lt;/span&gt;We are made to come forth like silver - smooth, shiny and serviceable! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joseph's day came&lt;/strong&gt; and he was &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; a prisoner or slave &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. He served in the way God had uniquely prepared and placed him to serve., and it saved all of his entire family, all of Egypt and many peoples surrounding Egypt. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exceedingly, abundantly&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ALL&lt;/span&gt; that we could ask, think or imagine! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Father loves us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;too much&lt;/strong&gt; and is entirely too wise by far, to give us the authority and influence our hearts tell us await us, &lt;strong&gt;until&lt;/strong&gt; we can handle the power and influence without being overtaken in the sins of pride, fear, lust, and a myriad of others. And that takes preparation. That takes refining. Strengthening. Chiseling off the superficial layers of what you &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; was your faith, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;until all that remains gives glory to God&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;And when it does&lt;/strong&gt;, the fires of hell can't burn it, the waters of the ocean can't drown it, the winds of the storms of life can't snatch it away from you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He IS the author and the finisher of our faith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shave &amp;amp; change clothes!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the call comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;make sure you are groomed and dressed for it!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Make sure you have your stuff  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ready and waiting!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you need an outfit for that interview, if you need money set aside for that trip, or maybe that passport, or that wedding present for a child, or a degree for a job, or the house painted ready to sell it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;get it ready for your call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pray, be with God, believe and &lt;strong&gt;do your everyday part&lt;/strong&gt;. And tell me when you get your call!&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/4554500046014284193-8434769419286291664?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8434769419286291664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-your-call-comes-shaving.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8434769419286291664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8434769419286291664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-your-call-comes-shaving.html' title='When Your Call Comes - Shaving!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-7518508752794163910</id><published>2009-03-12T05:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:18:52.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noah&apos;s Ark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC&apos;s of The Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two by two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s everlasting covenant'/><title type='text'>ABC's of The Word - E!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Noahs_Ark.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Noahs_Ark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Out of the ground the LORD God formed &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; beast of the field and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; bird of the sky, and brought them to the man to see what he would call them; and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whatever the man called a living creature, that was its name&lt;/span&gt;. Genesis 2:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The LORD God said to the serpent," Because you have done this, Cursed are you more than all cattle, And more than &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; beast of the field; On your belly you will go, And dust you will &lt;strong&gt;eat&lt;/strong&gt; All the days of your life; Genesis 3:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So He drove the man out; and at the &lt;strong&gt;east &lt;/strong&gt;of the garden of &lt;strong&gt;Eden&lt;/strong&gt; He stationed the cherubim and the flaming sword which turned &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; direction to guard the way to the tree of life. Genesis 3:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the LORD saw that the wickedness of man was great on the earth&lt;/span&gt;, and that &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; intent of the thoughts of his heart was only &lt;strong&gt;evil &lt;/strong&gt;continually. Genesis 6:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "And of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living thing of all flesh, you shall bring two of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; kind into the ark, to keep them alive with you; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they shall be male and female&lt;/span&gt;." Genesis 6:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Of the birds after their kind, and of the animals after their kind, of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; creeping thing of the ground after its kind, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;two of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; kind&lt;/span&gt; will come to you to keep them alive." Genesis 6:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You shall take with you of &lt;strong&gt;every &lt;/strong&gt;clean animal by sevens, a male and his female; and of the animals that are not clean two, a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;male and his female; Genesis 7:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For after seven more days,&lt;/span&gt; I will send rain on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt; forty days and forty nights; and I will blot out from the face of the land &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living thing that I have made." Genesis 7:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On the very same day Noah and Shem and Ham and Japheth, the sons of Noah, and Noah's wife and the three wives of his sons with them, &lt;strong&gt;entered&lt;/strong&gt; the ark, they and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; beast after its kind, and all the cattle after their kind, and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; creeping thing that creeps on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt; after its kind, and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; bird after its kind, all sorts of birds. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So they went into the ark to Noah, by twos of all flesh in which was the breath of life&lt;/span&gt;. Genesis 7:13-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thus He blotted out &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living thing that was upon the face of the land, from man to animals to creeping things and to birds of the sky, and they were blotted out from the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only Noah was left, together with those that were with him in the ark.&lt;/span&gt; Genesis 7:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Bring out with you &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living thing of all flesh that is with you, birds and animals and &lt;strong&gt;every &lt;/strong&gt;creeping thing that creeps on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;, that they may breed abundantly on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;, and be fruitful and multiply on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;." Genesis 8:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Every&lt;/strong&gt; beast, &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; creeping thing, and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; bird, &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; that moves on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;, went out by their families from the ark. Genesis 8:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Then Noah built an altar to the LORD, and took of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; clean animal and of &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; clean bird and offered burnt offerings on the altar. Genesis 8:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The LORD smelled the soothing aroma&lt;/span&gt;; and the LORD said to Himself, "I will never again curse the ground on account of man, for the intent of man's heart is &lt;strong&gt;evil&lt;/strong&gt; from his youth; and I will never again destroy &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living thing, as I have done. Genesis 8:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "The fear of you and the terror of you will be on &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; beast of the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt; and on &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; bird of the sky; with &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; that creeps on the ground, and all the fish of the sea, into your hand they are given. Genesis 9:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Every&lt;/strong&gt; moving thing that is alive shall be food for you; I give all to you, as I gave the green plant. Genesis 9:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God said, "This is the sign of the covenant which I am making between Me and you and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living creature that is with you, for all successive generations; Genesis 9:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I will remember My covenant, which is between Me and you and &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; living creature of all flesh; and never again shall the water become a flood to destroy all flesh. Genesis 9:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"When the bow is in the cloud, then I will look upon it, to remember the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everlasting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;covenant between God and &lt;strong&gt;every &lt;/strong&gt;living creature of all flesh that is on the &lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." Genesis 9:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that has breath praise the LORD.Praise the LORD!&lt;/span&gt; Psalm 150:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RaInBoWs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 611px; HEIGHT: 527px" height="768" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/RaInBoWs.jpg" width="967" 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/4554500046014284193-7518508752794163910?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7518508752794163910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-e.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7518508752794163910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/7518508752794163910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/abcs-of-word-e.html' title='ABC&apos;s of The Word - E!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-8185583651376787141</id><published>2009-03-09T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:58:30.183-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unconditional love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiencing the love of God'/><title type='text'>Skater Guy, a Hen House, Some Chickens and Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbM4OZhIQzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ts12WWclUfE/s1600-h/100_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310650205619110706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbM4OZhIQzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ts12WWclUfE/s200/100_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It takes an embarassingly L-O-N-G time to load these pictures with my wonderful dial-up that I am so very grateful for! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I know I snicker slightly as I type this, but I am &lt;em&gt;CHOOSING&lt;/em&gt; to be grateful! Feels much better! :) At least we have internet! Which most of the time I think is a good thing! I have been wanting to post some of these though for quite a while. So today is sort of a picture "pot-luck"! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The first few are the last month at different times with my youngest doing what he likes to do best, well second best (he'd rather be on something with a &lt;strong&gt;motor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wheels, but that is broken and we can't find parts for it anywhere.) I just put some of my favorite here!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMwyde8JCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/88gHhwPePvw/s1600-h/100_5018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310642029065937954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMwyde8JCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/88gHhwPePvw/s200/100_5018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMzvPSp5MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DMEypl-9OWQ/s1600-h/100_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310645272251589826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMzvPSp5MI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DMEypl-9OWQ/s200/100_0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one on the left is him with a new skate board his Dad surprised him with because he appreciated the manly way his son had stepped up to the plate the previous week. My husband had it specially made for him. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one on the right is just him getting some pictures made by his Dad for updating his myspace. It was a fun evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMutncLDLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t62MLmxcOO8/s1600-h/100_4972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310639746816085170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMutncLDLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/t62MLmxcOO8/s320/100_4972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; a doublewide! I am &lt;em&gt;officially&lt;/em&gt; Queen of the Doublewide! :) As a matter of fact, I had to laugh during the media frenzy against Sarah Palin. We were strong supporters for her campaign. And we fit the stereotype that the leftist media portrayed her supporters as in some ways. And that was Ok with us. Southern, Christian, Pro-life, members of NRA, homeschool family, creationists, lived a doublewide, and drive a 4 wheel drive. It doesn't matter to them that there is so much more to people than those statistics. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt; that none of those things require an apology or shame. But, I digress! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMv2vmD4pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2N2s43LXHag/s1600-h/100_4974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310641003135492754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMv2vmD4pI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2N2s43LXHag/s200/100_4974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More kick-flips or who knows. He tries to teach me the names of the moves...it all spells P-R-A-Y-E-R for me! I am sure you all can relate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here we have my pretty ladies. I have wanted to have laying hens for SO LONG! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally,&lt;/span&gt; the "biddies" came in at the feed store this week. I just have six for now. I may get 4 more. We'll see how these do. I have to keep them inside under a lamp right now, because the weather is to cool at night for them They are just babies for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMtJhiuLuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dtGvfcozA1A/s1600-h/100_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310638027246022370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMtJhiuLuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dtGvfcozA1A/s200/100_0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMrFGaPeNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9Y4P9TDHEJo/s1600-h/100_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310635752219965650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMrFGaPeNI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9Y4P9TDHEJo/s200/100_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see they're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;absolutley &lt;/span&gt;terrified of the woman with the camera and the flash! Yes, their living quarters are a mess. Within 20 minutes of changing the paper - there is a mess again! They don't know any better! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just can't wait to have&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; brown eggs&lt;/span&gt; for us and for our family and friends! No more buying organic eggs! I will have my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMLFh3jhOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o8vmXk433I0/s1600-h/100_0635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310600575218582754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMLFh3jhOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/o8vmXk433I0/s200/100_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMM1cu4RYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gNhcrQjO5IY/s1600-h/100_4965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310602497985365378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMM1cu4RYI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gNhcrQjO5IY/s200/100_4965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after we got the hen house back in January, my husband and his fellow officers working midnight shift captured one of the wild roosters running around down town in the St George Street area. They have been down there generation after generation since the Spanish settlers came! Anyway, Hubby brought him home to me. The picture on the left is early January the morning after he came home to us. I call that his early teenage stage. The one on the right is him today. He's looking good, huh? His name is Sam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMHYMFUq2I/AAAAAAAAADs/T3emaM9bk60/s1600-h/100_4881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310596497741753186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMHYMFUq2I/AAAAAAAAADs/T3emaM9bk60/s200/100_4881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the hubby and the hen house the day we got it! I was raised having chickens, at least when I was younger. We didn't have them when I was a teenager. And I have &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;missed them. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love the noise and the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMESuwx2GI/AAAAAAAAADc/QrDZHYBEGuI/s1600-h/100_4313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310593105436727394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMESuwx2GI/AAAAAAAAADc/QrDZHYBEGuI/s320/100_4313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMFjCjcb6I/AAAAAAAAADk/zSoRxIyOAq0/s1600-h/100_4317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310594485139042210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMFjCjcb6I/AAAAAAAAADk/zSoRxIyOAq0/s320/100_4317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are pictures taken by my youngest on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanksgiving Day.&lt;/span&gt; You can see me as usual in mid-blink, which is my normal state for photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; husband, oldest son, and my son's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; girlfriend, who we &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adore&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering about this "bird's eye view" thing going on, it's because the youngest is on the roof taking photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMDNkCKMRI/AAAAAAAAADU/74YknUelNv8/s1600-h/100_4296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310591917145862418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMDNkCKMRI/AAAAAAAAADU/74YknUelNv8/s200/100_4296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, as I type these bits of info, I feel led to say, that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; you have a loved one who has, struggled with putting smoking behind. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be encouraged&lt;/span&gt;. Don't give up. Pray. Take steps towards your goal &lt;em&gt;(if it's you)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Don't quit trying to quit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's NOT you, don't nag, I pray. Don't, don't don't - resist all temptations to do so, even in the prettiest forms. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pray&lt;/span&gt; for them, pray, and pray, &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; love and love. It'll happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I say this because these photos occurred because the oldest and his girlfriend went outside to have their after dinner cigarrettes. We sort of ended up following them, after a discreet length of time so they could have their own conversation for a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He wasn't raised to smoke. Anymore than I was raised to do some of the things I did when I was younger. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; remember when I found out he had begun smoking. It was on one of his quick visits to the house after he rebelled and moved out when he turned 18 &lt;em&gt;(while still in 11th grade)&lt;/em&gt;. I was HORRIFIED. It's almost funny now to think of my horror. There were &lt;strong&gt;so many more&lt;/strong&gt; things I was going to be horrified at. This now seems tame!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMBZE-py8I/AAAAAAAAADM/aVDHnjqn6lc/s1600-h/100_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310589915944831938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbMBZE-py8I/AAAAAAAAADM/aVDHnjqn6lc/s200/100_4295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love this kid! This young man turned 25 on Valentine's Day! He has grown up &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt; the last two years. Well, really even longer than that. But, especially the last two. He is rediscovering his faith in the midst of some challenging, painful times. We are&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;very proud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He truly does have a sweet heart. What can you expect from a Valentine's baby? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL_uNdFQpI/AAAAAAAAADE/O7pYofPj5uk/s1600-h/100_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310588079973941906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL_uNdFQpI/AAAAAAAAADE/O7pYofPj5uk/s200/100_4294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He and his girlfriend want &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to quit smoking. They &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; making progress towards that. I included this picture to say that at one time this picture would have made me cringe. And I wouldn't have included it most likely. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - the things I have, and our family has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been through&lt;/span&gt; in the last few years, &lt;strong&gt;all I see today is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;of &lt;em&gt;many&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sides of my son&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that I love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I can look at this picture and think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"WOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know him, he's my son! I can't believe we are sooo fortunate, his father and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL-m8M8qnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/f-3-qoB93WU/s1600-h/100_4282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310586855572154994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL-m8M8qnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/f-3-qoB93WU/s200/100_4282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly guys! Dad's giving him the obligatory rabbit ears. You know, once again, as I type I am further inpsired of the fact that &lt;em&gt;if I feel like this about our son&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what love must Our Father feel even as He sees us?&lt;/span&gt; We see our flaws - He sees The wonder that He has put inside us. He's not bothered by the same things we are! He is proud of us, He sees our worth, our beauty &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; our purpose! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise God from whom ALL blessing flow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL5TEU8XsI/AAAAAAAAACk/QnJL4xSg2kg/s1600-h/100_4276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310581016597651138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbL5TEU8XsI/AAAAAAAAACk/QnJL4xSg2kg/s320/100_4276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my youngest would say - Rock-On! Happy Monday, Ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-8185583651376787141?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8185583651376787141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/skater-guy-hen-house-some-chickens-and.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8185583651376787141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/8185583651376787141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/skater-guy-hen-house-some-chickens-and.html' title='Skater Guy, a Hen House, Some Chickens and Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SbM4OZhIQzI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ts12WWclUfE/s72-c/100_0471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3377394740754621213</id><published>2009-03-07T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:43:25.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big and Rich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House The Groom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanctification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost in the Moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ephesians 5'/><title type='text'>Lost in This Moment - The Coming Groom &amp; The Bride Preparing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="617" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/208.jpg" width="576" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Saturday, Ya'll&lt;/span&gt;! I pray that you are hearing God in the &lt;a href="http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/whispers.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whispers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of your life! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last weekend at our local Unity Outreach Women's Conference, one of the illustrations I used for the desire of the Groom &lt;em&gt;(Jesus)&lt;/em&gt; for His Bride &lt;em&gt;(The Church)&lt;/em&gt; and his continued preparations for us, as well as His desire that we be &lt;strong&gt;impacted&lt;/strong&gt; by His Word, was a song by Big and Rich called &lt;em&gt;"Lost in This Moment". &lt;/em&gt;I didn't have any luck finding the authentic song and video by Big and Rich in a format that I could embed it here for your viewing &lt;em&gt;(sadly)&lt;/em&gt;, but I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DID&lt;/span&gt; find one I could link to &lt;a href="http://music.aol.com/video/lost-in-the-moment/big-and-rich/1908586"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. If you listen to the song thinking of the Groom&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;as Christ, singing to His Bride - The Church, it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;impacts&lt;/span&gt; you. It makes you think &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how very precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; His Church is to Him, and how MUCH He has done and is doing in preparation. The line that most got me &lt;em&gt;(there were several of course)&lt;/em&gt; was where The Groom tells of seeing His Bride's eyes tear up from His Words to her! I thought "My goodness!". When was the last time I was so touched, so pierced by His Words to me? I LOVE His Word. It thrills me. Not often does it move me to tears though. Not. At. All.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It made me consider also the preparations we perform for weddings, and rightly so. But, how much more should we be sure to let His Word work inside of us so that we might be prepared? As Ephesians 5 says He prepares the Bride this way -&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So that He might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the Word,"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ephesians 5:26&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It really is a pretty song. Even if you have heard it before, I encourage you to listen to it with new ears today! Click &lt;a href="http://music.aol.com/video/lost-in-the-moment/big-and-rich/1908586"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you like!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will worship toward Your holy temple and praise Your name for Your loving-kindness and for Your truth and faithfulness; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for You have exalted above all else Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and Your word &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND &lt;/strong&gt;You have magnified Your word &lt;strong&gt;above all&lt;/strong&gt; Your name!&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 138:2 Amplified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rose_bible.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 291px" height="392" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/rose_bible.jpg" width="305" 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/4554500046014284193-3377394740754621213?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3377394740754621213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-this-moment-coming-groom-bride.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3377394740754621213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3377394740754621213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-in-this-moment-coming-groom-bride.html' title='Lost in This Moment - The Coming Groom &amp; The Bride Preparing'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-6493094990313344175</id><published>2009-03-03T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:56:24.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stacey Stace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling on His Grace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wellblog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do You Weary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joyful Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grey Like Snuffie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2 Peas in a Pod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Southern Sass'/><title type='text'>Dankeshane! aka Danke Schoen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sa20otL4srI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ZM7115C9hw/s1600-h/butterflyaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309098147156898482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sa20otL4srI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ZM7115C9hw/s320/butterflyaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sa20W5lKhRI/AAAAAAAAACM/cD-4F2x51Zs/s1600-h/loveyaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309097841246504210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sa20W5lKhRI/AAAAAAAAACM/cD-4F2x51Zs/s320/loveyaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you remember hearing seemingly unimportant things from childhood, that just leave a happy impression? I do. I hope that my sons will as well. One such that I remember are a few different songs that my Mama would sing when I was a child and she was in a silly mood or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just trying to keep cheerful while swishing dirty diapers &lt;em&gt;(remember the cloth diapers our mothers had to use?)&lt;/em&gt;...one of the songs was a Wayne Newton song that many of us think of as &lt;em&gt;"Dankeshane"&lt;/em&gt;, but as I perused the web today I discovered what I suppose is the proper German spelling of the phrase Thank You as Danke Schoen. I don't know that I have ever &lt;strong&gt;actually&lt;/strong&gt; heard the real song. But, I have strong memories of Mama singing this part &lt;em&gt;(and only this)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Danke Schoen, darling Danke Schoen. Thank you for all the joy and pain."&lt;/em&gt; It sounds sort of wistful to see it typed out, But, when Mama sang the words &lt;em&gt;(and I assume when Wayne Newton did as well) &lt;/em&gt;it had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;decidedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; upbeat tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite&lt;/em&gt; Cheery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anywho, I want to say Dankeshane, Darling!&lt;strong&gt; ;) &lt;/strong&gt;to two wonderful bloggers and friends, 1 new and 1 for over a year &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which in bloggy time is pretty good I think!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourjoyfuldays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie from Joyful Days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://fallingonhisgrace.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kim fron Falling on His Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Both of these women are in love with Jesus, their husband, children and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This sentiment and zest for all that is good is reflected in their blogs. You should visit and say hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ourjoyfuldays.blogspot.com/search/label/Blogging%20with%20Friends"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lovely Award&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;says the following: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Lord has blessed me greatly through my friendships in blogging. Here are a few of my bloggy blessings! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I am limited to 8 as I understand it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I want to pass these awards to the following ladies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Back at you Julie, at &lt;a href="http://ourjoyfuldays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyful Days&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I'm terribly late, it's been wild ride! My sincere apologies!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And to you also, Kim, at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fallingonhisgrace.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Falling on His Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fallingonhisgrace.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Thank you so kindly for sharing this with me! )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And to these sweet ladies - Leslie, at &lt;a href="http://ruweary2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Weary Like I Do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Tiffany at &lt;a href="http://wwwsouthernsass.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southern Sass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Stacey at&lt;a href="http://sickmiller.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Stacey Stace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Laura at &lt;a href="http://lauraboggess.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wellblog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;Pam at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://greylikesnuffie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grey Like Snuffie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and Renee' at &lt;a href="http://rmboys2.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 Peas in a Pod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanks to all of you&lt;/span&gt; for bringing out the best in all of us through your humor and insight through your blogs! You each have made me smile, think and ponder &lt;em&gt;many &lt;/em&gt;times.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&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/4554500046014284193-6493094990313344175?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6493094990313344175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/dankeshane-aka-danke-schoen.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6493094990313344175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6493094990313344175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/dankeshane-aka-danke-schoen.html' title='Dankeshane! aka Danke Schoen!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/Sa20otL4srI/AAAAAAAAACU/2ZM7115C9hw/s72-c/butterflyaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-3062801456755929027</id><published>2009-03-03T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T08:46:25.172-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standing out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odd man out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds of a feather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but not of it'/><title type='text'>Odd Man (or Woman) Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=oddmanout.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 478px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="304" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/oddmanout.jpg" width="530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what I command you: that you love one another.&lt;br /&gt;18 If the world hates you, know that it hated Me &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; it hated you.&lt;br /&gt;19 If you belonged to the world, the world would treat you with affection and would love you as its own. But &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you are not of the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [no longer one with it], &lt;em&gt;but I have chosen&lt;/em&gt; (selected) &lt;em&gt;you out of the world, the world hates&lt;/em&gt; (detests) &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;John 15:17-19 (Amplified Bible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is just a quick word to encourage you and me, to each remember, that as we are in Christ, we will more often than not, have occasion to feel like the &lt;em&gt;"odd man out".&lt;/em&gt; By the looks of political and social news lately, that will be happening with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;greater&lt;/em&gt; frequency&lt;/strong&gt; maybe than we have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; known before. Don't let it make you feel like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are the one who needs to "get over it", "lighten up" or "loosen up". I looked up this scripture for God's wisdom as to why this phenomena occurs. Stand your ground, graciously, yet firmly. When in doubt, go to the Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I also want to remind you that there are examples in scripture which though they don't fit into a small verse, they in fact show this principle is in play within circles of believers as well. It's my very &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; favorite part of the Body of Christ. Yet, even as I type this phrase I know better. I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; with everything in me, that the delicate push-pull tension between family members and within the Body of Christ's members is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vital&lt;/span&gt;. Vital to refine us, teach us, strengthen and correct us. There were times even with the 12 and with the 3 &lt;em&gt;(which were within the 12)&lt;/em&gt; disciples of Jesus that men &lt;em&gt;(and their mothers on their behalf, as I recall) &lt;/em&gt;jockeyed for positon, displayed jealousy of each other, and dropped away because they could not comprehend spiritual things &lt;em&gt;(not within the 12, but the larger group {well, except I guess you could say Judas here, right?}).&lt;/em&gt; Yes, conduct unbecoming, hmmm? Yet, it happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I mention this? Because &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; I have been prone to get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; too up in arms over a fellow believers' behavior as it pertains to me or my family, than I have &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; business being. It's a waste of energy, time and emotion. If Jesus's own closest friends and followers &lt;em&gt;(and family)&lt;/em&gt; could succomb to this very human tendency, why do we think we would be &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; different or suffer any less, the tug of war that comes into &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; group of people, lost or saved, sanctified or cold. So, I guess I thought maybe I do not suffer this malady alone. If that's the case maybe this will encourage you to enjoy your minority status and shake off the dust that sometimes tries to cling to us from old wounds! And if I am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the odd woman out here, well then, telling on myself and mulling this over out loud is good medicine I imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00912.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 304px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="354" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/DSC00912.jpg" width="412" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After all, we are made to &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stand out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; blend in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-3062801456755929027?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3062801456755929027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/odd-man-or-woman-out.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3062801456755929027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/3062801456755929027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/odd-man-or-woman-out.html' title='Odd Man (or Woman) Out'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1531363933052644909</id><published>2009-03-02T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:30:15.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s curve balls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whispers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elijah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving forward'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 Kings 19'/><title type='text'>Whispers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dandelions.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/dandelions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hollar!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ok, that is a joke around here between my teenage son and myself. He has very "strict" standards of what parents should NOT do. And it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; pertains to parents who try to speak in the current vernacular of the day. In this case "Hollar" isn't just the word, it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; you say it...it never fails to send my son into spasms of horror (for now anyway) when I do it...it's a silly game we play for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only bring it up to contrast with what is on my heart right this moment, which is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whispers&lt;/span&gt; in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can, and does, throw so &lt;em&gt;many, many&lt;/em&gt; things at us. Challenges, losses, trials, frustrations, delays &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; good things, too, &lt;strong&gt;no doubt&lt;/strong&gt;. But right now, for the purposes of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;post, I am thinking of the craziness of life. And how, after we make it through these periods, we tend to hibernate as much as possible, in hopes of hearing the still, small voice of The Lord. Regrouping, catching up, healing, then shaking it off and moving forward again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prepared to get on and blog, &lt;em&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;time to shake off the dust from the last few weeks, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;move forward&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;),&lt;/em&gt; I thought of the post I was in the middle of writing on the 11th of February, when one of life's curve balls came and changed my plans (&lt;em&gt;how rude!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;. As I stared at the sunbeam coming through the nearby sliding glass doors, I thought that post would now have to wait. I couldn't "feel" that post right now. What I was feeling &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; was Elijah's listening for the voice of The Lord...and being the completely focused and disciplined person that I am, &lt;em&gt;(NOT!)&lt;/em&gt; I clicked over to read an e-mail from a friend who&lt;strong&gt; always&lt;/strong&gt; sends the neatest encouraging e-mails...it was so very timely, I want to give the link to you all to read...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~mcp3_2000/_classics/013/whispers.htm"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another post to follow within the hour most likely! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And He said, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go out and stand on the mount before the Lord&lt;/span&gt;. And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains and broke in pieces the rocks before the Lord, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but the Lord was not in the wind&lt;/span&gt;; and after the wind an earthquake, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but the Lord was not in the earthquake;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12 And after the earthquake a fire, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but the Lord was not in the fire&lt;/span&gt;; and after the fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [a sound of gentle stillness and]&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; a still, small voice.&lt;br /&gt;13 When Elijah heard the voice, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. And behold, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there came a voice to him and said, What are you doing here, Elijah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1 Kings 19:11-13 (Amplified Bible)&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/4554500046014284193-1531363933052644909?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1531363933052644909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/whispers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1531363933052644909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1531363933052644909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/03/whispers.html' title='Whispers'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-1273312813262976138</id><published>2009-02-10T20:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:56:35.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wounded troops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helping out'/><title type='text'>Love is a Verb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0203092002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/0203092002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our family is not alone in the honor, respect and gratitude &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;we hold in our hearts for our troops and their families.&lt;/span&gt; Recently, through a publication I receive on-line, I became aware of how serious the need is of some of our wounded troops as they have returned home. For this group of service men and women, their injuries have caused serious, life-changing impact and reprecussions for themselves and their families. They have formed a Coalition to allow people who can and will, to donate whatever amountn they choose, and it is quickly distributed to help these families with mortage, utilities and such. Most of the difficulties, as you can imagine, come from the care the service member needs, and the time it takes to make the transition from a 2 income family to sometimes no income, at least briefly, then eventually things level out, and the family makes it's adjustments. No life will never be the same again. But, with our help, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it can be good again&lt;/span&gt;, it may mean the difference in a family making it altogether. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.donatefast.com/donate3/index.cfm?id=csahwaid&amp;amp;mailcode=CHMYNEBB"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;if you would like to check this out for yourself. No amount is too small. If I remember correctly, they have suggested amounts and then you have the fill-in the blank option, that was what I did. I have found the secret to our family giving, is to give the little we can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when we &lt;em&gt;first &lt;/em&gt;have the opportunity&lt;/span&gt;. If we wait for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"perfect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; opportunity to give what is on our hearts to give, well, we just might not ever get the chance to give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so &lt;em&gt;very much&lt;/em&gt; appreciate being able to share this with you all. I think it is important enough to warrant more awareness on this subject and opportunity, and please feel free to do the same if you like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an excerpt from their site: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tracy Keil's husband Matthew was shot in the neck by a sniper while on combat patrol in Iraq and suffered a severe spinal cord injury, leaving him a quadriplegic. The Coalition to Salute America's Heroes provided emergency financial aid to the Keil family within weeks of Matthew's injury. "The Coalition came to our aid when we didn't know where else to turn," Tracy says. "This has helped our family in so many ways."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-1273312813262976138?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1273312813262976138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-verb.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1273312813262976138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/1273312813262976138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-is-verb.html' title='Love is a Verb!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-5149438167702697070</id><published>2009-02-04T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:22:38.120-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psalms 34'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hodge Podge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self publishing'/><title type='text'>Hodge Podge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=flying-bug.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 340px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="546" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/flying-bug.jpg" width="484" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hidee-Hidee-Ho!&lt;/span&gt; I pray all is well with you sweet women and your families! This is just a quick little "Hodge-Podge" to catch up on randomness, then I will follow up with more substance! God Lord willin' and the creek don't rise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Early last week &lt;em&gt;(or was it the week before? I lose track of time now days, anyone else with me here?) &lt;/em&gt;the Lord raised up a somewhat dusty and crumb covered dream before my eyes and my husband's, and we have both decided to pursue it, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the pure joy of the pursuit of a God given dream.&lt;/span&gt; Both well aware that the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pursuing of the dream is as much the point, as the dream itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God is &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some background&lt;/strong&gt; - back in the summer of 2007, I was inspired to start writing an inspirational book based on certain aspects in the lives of Hannah and Deborah in the Old Testament, which signal out to us through the ages about the life of a woman as a tool of God to influence and administer her God given authority, for the good of those given to her care. I was on a "roll" while I worked on the first half. When I got to the second half, &lt;strong&gt;it got to the actual "work"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(about August 2007).&lt;/em&gt; So, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got "distracted"&lt;/span&gt;, and before you know it, by the middle of September 2007, I had started a blog! Yeah, not much time, what with life, home schooling, did I mention life, and then DIAL-UP! Not much time to write now! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anywho, God who is merciful and longsuffering, brought the dream back to both me, then my husband within a 12 hour period, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time we both pray that we will be faithful to stay the course! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come what may&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note the flying bug picture above&lt;/strong&gt;! Well, last week, as I "pushed past" a writing block, and committed to write five pages one night, and while meeting that goal, the juices were flowing and I could see the second half taking shape, and began to understand a great purpose had been served in the delay &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(God Works ALL things to the good of those who love Him and are called according to His purpose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{even their mistakes when yielded to His grand care! &lt;/strong&gt;- Maria's paraphrase!&lt;strong&gt;}&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;As I sat in the loveseat recliner working on my laptop, while my husband toodled back and forth from the house to the "man shop" in the back yard, as he worked on a little "fix it" project, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a lovely little treasure from the rural south&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;flew in under the irresistable bait of the back porch light&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apparently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;heading straight for the next shining mecca of light, the lamp shining down on my gleaming, &lt;em&gt;(yet frazzled)&lt;/em&gt; hair&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around here&lt;/span&gt; we call them &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;potato bugs&lt;/span&gt;. What I found in Photobucket under that title was &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; the thing we speak &lt;em&gt;of. These things are dark brown and hard shelled. They look like the dreaded roach, &lt;strong&gt;(eeewww!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;but, they are not the same. Like I said hard shelled and LOVE the light, and beat themselves silly on the light they can find.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Needless to say, I have not outgrown my girlish frenzy to run from a bug on my person, especially when said bug is in my hair, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;then in my LAP!&lt;/span&gt; As I vaulted from recliner, dumping sweet laptop on the ground, emitting sounds which surely energized the blood flow of the men folk in the house, &lt;em&gt;(and possibly putting the fear into any other potential light seeking potato bugs in the yard!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Laptop was D.E.A.D. Breakthrough in writer's block - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Say it ain't so! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=prayercard3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 502px; HEIGHT: 754px" height="889" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/prayercard3.jpg" width="554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK! It ain't so!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My brothers are both computer geniuses &lt;em&gt;(I do not exaggerate! &lt;strong&gt;Just ask my Mom!!&lt;/strong&gt; No, seriously they both are HIGHLY skilled and intuitive geeks who probably wish that gene had gotten evenly distributed in our family!) &lt;/em&gt;One of my brothers retreived ALL data off the laptop and has already emailed me my precious document! Yippeee! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;, Bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ReachingouttoGod.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/ReachingouttoGod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was disappointed in myself ruining the lap top. It was old (previously owned), and a present from my hubby about 2 1/2 yrs ago, in support of my writing. It is really nice to be able to hang out with him, in bed or in the family room while he reads or watches TV, and I can write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, I &lt;strong&gt;refused&lt;/strong&gt; to believe anything other than I would continue to write and even &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I lost the 5 pages&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (which I didn't!!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I would keep going. Because, if I believe God is leading me and inspiring me and making me able, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I BELIVE God is leading me and inspiring me and making me able!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So forward I trot and type!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tgif.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/tgif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;At moments I may have felt a little like this! But not for long! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In the midst of all this has been the stubborn remnants of some financial challenges. And I just have to say that God has showed up, SHINED, strengthened and refined my faith, and is leading us into victory after victory, step after step. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it challenging?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;. Have I been tempted to succumb to dread, hopelessness, a sense of being overwhelemed? At times, all of those things. There were moments where I just wanted to be alone with God and wrestle like Jacob, and yet the moment escaped me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yet I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that I had my victory, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I just wouldn't let go&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I didn't and if I won't - let go of My Word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Jesus.&lt;/span&gt; When tempted to succomb, each time I would remind myself His Word is dynamic and at work in my life. Circumstances are subject to change. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;His Word is subject to no one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is the verse He gave me for the last 4 weeks or so, as we have traveled this current path, I love it! I am sure to post on it again in more detail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"6 &lt;strong&gt;This poor man cried, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the Lord heard him&lt;/span&gt;, and saved him out of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; his troubles. 7 The Angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear Him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;[who revere and worship Him with awe]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and each of them He delivers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Psalm 34:6-7 Amplified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HoldingOn-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/HoldingOn-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sorry for all the pictures! I just loved all of them! So I indulged a little! :) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I would be so grateful for any prayers on behalf of my writing and publishing this book.&lt;/span&gt; We have chosen to self publish through a company that seems to have the price and program that is right for us. But, first the writing continues, and pennies in the penny jar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Be around to visit! Much love and prayers! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-5149438167702697070?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5149438167702697070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/hodge-podge.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5149438167702697070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5149438167702697070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/02/hodge-podge.html' title='Hodge Podge'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-4536220192106568779</id><published>2009-01-28T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:20:11.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pride'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is faithful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temptation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take heed'/><title type='text'>Take Heed When You Think You Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 530px; HEIGHT: 495px" height="504" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/tree.jpg" width="568" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A couple of Sundays ago, our Pastor gave a message about &lt;em&gt;"Doing Wrong When You Know to Do Right"&lt;/em&gt;. Something that is heartbreaking and life destroying. He spoke of what it is like to counsel with someone who&lt;strong&gt; previously has shared&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the joy of salvation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and has &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; chosen to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pursue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a sinful life. This of course, being completely different than a bad choice made, in haste, confusion, or just plain fleshly weakness, and quickly repented from &lt;em&gt;(which means to turn away from and head in another direction).&lt;/em&gt;  But, somone who &lt;strong&gt;purposes&lt;/strong&gt; through choice, after choice, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; deliberately chosing&lt;/span&gt; to turn their back on what they know to be true, through God's Word to us. And &lt;strong&gt;instead&lt;/strong&gt; turn towards &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pursue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; choice, after choice the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of moral relativism. You know, the thought process that is overtaking our society, where each person must do what is "right" for "them" in a given situation. Another term is "situational ethics".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1Tim4-16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 480px; HEIGHT: 373px" height="784" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/1Tim4-16.jpg" width="722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This message was inspired because of a series of phone conversations he had been having all the previous week. With a man and his wife. The couple having been in ministry for some 30 plus years. The man at one time being a sometimes mentor to my Pastor. The man had been living a double life in the last year or so. And now everything had come crashing down around him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I won't go into details. We have all seen the same sort of stories on the internet every month or so. Someone who was once steadfast for the Lord, now caught in adultery, financial tom-foolery, and sometimes even worse. I never cease to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grieved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when I come across such a story. The stories themselves do damage. Then there is the person, who once having tasted of the sweetness of life in Christ, now has renounced it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not all find their way back&lt;/span&gt;. What of the family members? What &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;. Then there are the congregation members, some who are weak in spirit and this will prove more than they are willing to endure and they &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; become offended and fall away. Instead of clinging even tighter to the cross, even tighter to the Name of Jesus. Even tighter to the Word.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tree-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/tree-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As I listened to the message, and prayed for the people I thought of involved in this specific moral car wreck, I felt impressed with this scripture, again Maria's paraphrase &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Take heed. Take heed when you think you stand lest you fall."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I felt a solemn stirring to seek God for strength to hang onto Him and not be distracted. To seek Him for wisdom as I assessed where I am right now, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;where could danger be looking&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Teach me Lord, show me your ways, teach me your paths." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's been almost 2 weeks since that message and from time to time the phrase comes back to me in my spirit. I have felt compelled to share this with you, my friends. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's take heed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Of course I did a word study. Here's some things to think of:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thinketh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(as in you think you stand)&lt;/em&gt; means "to seem" to be whether truthfully or uncertainly, to be accounted of or supposed to be of good reputation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means to watch, look, behold, consider.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;means to establish, covenant, to stand, abide, continue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means to fail or fall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"11 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now these things befell them by way of a figure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [as an example and warning to us]; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;they were written to admonish and fit us for right action by good instruction, we in whose days the ages have reached their climax &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(their consummation and concluding period). 12 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Therefore let anyone who thinks he stands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[who feels sure that he has a steadfast mind and is standing firm],&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;take heed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lest he fall [into sin]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 13 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For no temptation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (no trial regarded as enticing to sin), [no matter how it comes or where it leads] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;has overtaken you and laid hold on you that is not common to man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [that is, no temptation or trial has come to you that is beyond human resistance and that is not adjusted and adapted and belonging to human experience, and such as man can bear]. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But God is faithful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;to His Word and to His compassionate nature], &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and He&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [can be trusted] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;not to let you be tempted and tried and assayed beyond your ability and strength of resistance and power to endure&lt;/span&gt;, but with the temptation &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; [always] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;also provide the way out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (the means of escape to a landing place), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you may be capable and strong and powerful to bear up under it patiently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 1 Corinthians 10:11-13 Amplified.&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/4554500046014284193-4536220192106568779?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4536220192106568779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-heed-when-you-think-you-stand.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4536220192106568779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4536220192106568779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-heed-when-you-think-you-stand.html' title='Take Heed When You Think You Stand'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-6236784413475843676</id><published>2009-01-25T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:39:11.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='armor of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galatians 3:13'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shield of faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fresh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deliverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wholeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ephesians 6'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fresh" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 511px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="590" alt="fresh Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n80/whitknee17/graphics/fresh.jpg" width="527" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing to the Lord, bless &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(affectionately praise)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; His name; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;show forth His salvation from day to day&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Psalms 96:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A dear friend of mine has blessed me with a Guideposts every year for Christmas &lt;em&gt;for so long&lt;/em&gt;. My husband and I are so blessed to read it every day. I can't TELL you how many times the devotion and/or scripture in it has ministered to me and practically saved my life. Just a day or two ago (I always peek ahead, so I can't remember which &lt;strong&gt;actual&lt;/strong&gt; day it was for, because I read it for about 3 days straight! ;) ) Anyway, the verse was Psalm 96:2 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Sing to the Lord, bless (affectionately praise) His name; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;show forth His salvation from day to day&lt;/span&gt;.". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It just stopped me in my tracks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show forth His salvation? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hmm...I wonder EXACTLY what that means? This sounds really good. Because day to day, meaning &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;, EVERY day I should, we should all,  be showing His salvation...I bet Strongs (Concordance) will tell me something really good about this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Check this out: to &lt;strong&gt;show&lt;/strong&gt; as it used here &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;means to be fresh, full, and rosy (to mean cheerful)&lt;/span&gt;! To proclaim, declare, and preach good tidings!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Salvation as used here means &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; these wonderful things: something saved, deliverance, aid, victory, prosperity, health, help, welfare. Also, from a word meaning &lt;em&gt;(I LOVE this part!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be open, wide, or free; to be safe, to free or give succor, to avenge, deliver, defend, preserve, rescue, saviour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom line?&lt;/strong&gt; Psalms 96:2 says we should be showing the good effects of living as a child of God, saved by the grace of Jesus, Name written in the Lamb's Book of Life, filled with the precious Holy Spirit, wielding the sword of the spirit (which is the Word of God) and our shield of faith, Ephesians 6:16 &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;taking the shield of f&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aith&lt;/strong&gt;, wherewith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ye shall be able to quench&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the fiery darts of the wicked. ".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have been given freedom &lt;em&gt;from&lt;/em&gt; sin, freedom from the curse (been redeemed from it - Galatians 3:13), &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;, freedom &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; love, freedom &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; forgive, freedom &lt;em&gt;for &lt;/em&gt;believing God is a God of His Word and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;taking and applying&lt;/span&gt; it to the doorposts of your life, and your family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fresh - &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; day!&lt;/span&gt; You could say, we ought to be able to have a sticker on us that says - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"her rosy cheeks mean she has been made fresh daily!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Tee-hee!  His mercies are new &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; morning! I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will praise&lt;/span&gt; the Lord with my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHOLE &lt;/span&gt;heart! No offense, no bank statement, no bad attitude I may be tempted to have, is going to be allowed to preside in my life! People who come to my house, who I meet when I do business, &lt;strong&gt;they will know&lt;/strong&gt; that I have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good reason&lt;/span&gt; for my hope!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Join me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-6236784413475843676?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6236784413475843676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/sing-to-lord-bless-affectionately.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6236784413475843676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/6236784413475843676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/sing-to-lord-bless-affectionately.html' title=''/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n80/whitknee17/graphics/th_fresh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-5086726161115884073</id><published>2009-01-23T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T08:56:04.722-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray for our leaders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fight FOCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom of Choice Act'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right to life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicked words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanctity of life'/><title type='text'>What Will YOU Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PAjustice.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/PAjustice.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Proverbs 31:8 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Open your mouth for the dumb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [those unable to speak for themselves], &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the rights of all who are left desolate and defenseless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We don't usually talk about things controversial here. I know more and more these days, Christains disagree on the issue of the sanctity of life. I am not going to try to change anyone's mind here. Nor will I apologize for my belief on this topic. I am &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; committed to the need to preserve the sanctity of life in our Nation, and at this time there is legislation pending which will take a left hook, then a right hook and then a move in for the kill in the issue of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here is how we know the priorities of our current President. His actions match his words in this &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; regard. He promised the &lt;strong&gt;first thing&lt;/strong&gt; he wouild do as President was sign the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom of Choice Act&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And He has &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt; put his authority to work in executive orders which undo good work that our recent President had done, in matters pertaining to life. Thanks to President Obama, your money and my money will fund abortions all around the world, because it's just not enough to make sure we are doing it here in our own country. In his mind, &lt;em&gt;(and others which think like him),&lt;/em&gt; this is reasonable tool to fighting poverty and babies born out of wedlock. They truly believe this is a good thing to do. And in some ways they seem more committed to their belief than we do about ours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Further the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freedom of Choice Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is scheduled for review and vote at any time now. If it makes it through the Senate, it would truly take a miracle to change his mind and veto it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From the website &lt;a href="http://www.fightfoca.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fight the Freedom of Choice Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is an excerpt - "Barack Obama is now the incoming President. And he made a promise to Planned Parenthood last year they expect him to keep.&lt;em&gt;"The first thing I’d do as President is sign the Freedom of Choice Act. That’s the first thing I’d do." "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;With all the troubles facing our Nation, &lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt; is his most serious priority? And for once his actions match his words, he is working with his party to accomplish this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;You want to know something about this current group on Capitol Hill? The wicked way they use words. They craft a piece of legislation, which has a purpose that much of America would either &lt;strong&gt;not be receptive&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; would &lt;strong&gt;actually oppose&lt;/strong&gt;, and they slap a name on it that makes it sound pretty and, ironically &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;means the opposite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of what the proposed legilation actually &lt;strong&gt;does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here's what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freedom of Choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would do, &lt;em&gt;(and this is just one action, there are MANY)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freedom of Choice Act (FOCA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;would &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the right&lt;/strong&gt; of faith based hospitals &lt;em&gt;(which as I understand are a good 1/3 of our hosiptals nationally, and in some areas, just about the only hope of a hosipital.)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the right&lt;/strong&gt; of medical personnel possessing moral conviction which prohibit them from committing abortions or assisting in them, to say &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't, I won't do this" &lt;/em&gt;or as a hospital or clinic &lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;we are in the business of preserving life&lt;/strong&gt;, not killing it".&lt;/em&gt; Under this act, their "freedom of choice" to excercise their religious liberty is &lt;strong&gt;G-O-N-E.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Let's just say one of your dear children makes it through the education and training to be an OB GYN nurse or doctor. Most people who do this work, chose it because they LOVE the beauty of bringing life into the world and all that goes with it. Can you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imagine &lt;/span&gt;them being &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to take life, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;against their will&lt;/span&gt;, or having to just leave the field all togther because they can not do this. That's all the choice there is. Under this law, you do it or face the consequences, the new consequences of depriving someone of THEIR so-called "right" to abort their baby. So now, a woman's right to abort her baby, trumps my right as an individual to say, &lt;em&gt;"I'm sorry for what you are going through, but I&lt;strong&gt; am not going to be the person that helps you do this&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;nor is this hospital&lt;/strong&gt;. We &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;can give you help in other fashions&lt;/span&gt;, We can put you in touch with places that will help you either get started raising this child, and with job training, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with couples who are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; to adopt. We can even help you with medical assistance to have this baby healthy. But, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we &lt;strong&gt;can not&lt;/strong&gt; help you abort this baby&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can you imgaine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; of the wonderful Catholic hospitals in our Nation having to close, because they can NOT abort babies? &lt;strong&gt;That's not why they exist&lt;/strong&gt;, and the people who are responsible for the administration of those hospitals will have to answer before God if they allow this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The scripture I chose above, is the scripture &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that reminds me the most&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the responsibility we all face&lt;/strong&gt; to speak up, to take action, to not be passive in the face of evil&lt;/span&gt;, however well intended it might be. Eve meant well, I imagine so did Adam. But what they intended is not what they got, is it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are so many ways that quiet, unassuming people can be proactive and assertive in this topic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRAY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prayer is &lt;em&gt;POWERFUL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Ask for the Lord to grant you passion and zeal to pray with purpose and His wisdom in this matter. &lt;em&gt;Pray&lt;/em&gt; for our leaders, to have the gift of a humble spirit before God, to have the grace to seek Him for guidance and divinely inspired solutions. As President Obama faces nay sayers, trouble makers and sycophants, I pray that God would move the hearts of a few well placed men and women, who are Godly, wise and willing to beard the lion's den and offer support, to work with President Obama, &lt;em&gt;(and even poeple close to him who need help and Godly influence),&lt;/em&gt; to accomplish&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. People wise enough to not be manipulated, people with enough integrity to not become a people pleaser, because they are more concerned for their own re-election or next high ranking cabinet position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sign&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the Fight Freedom of Choice Act petition&lt;/span&gt;, and get your family and friends to do the same. It MATTERS to take the time. it also informs them as they do it. The site is worth the visit, it has much good information. It's free and easy to use. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fightfoca.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;E-mail, phone, or write a letter&lt;/span&gt; to your Senators and Congress men and women. Tell them how you feel about this act, and even the executive orders.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every&lt;/em&gt; child deserves &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the right to live&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What will &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; do&lt;/span&gt; to take action for all our children to have this right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-5086726161115884073?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5086726161115884073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-will-you-do.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5086726161115884073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/5086726161115884073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-will-you-do.html' title='What Will YOU Do?'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-9050530204363245957</id><published>2009-01-19T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T18:11:26.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the battle is the Lords'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victorious living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing priorities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing backwards in high heels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Habakkuk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain tops'/><title type='text'>Dancing Backwards in High Heels!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/goat_hanging.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 506px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/goat_hanging.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of Ya'll ever heard the Kenny Chesney song &lt;em&gt;"The Woman with You"?&lt;/em&gt; Where they talk over spilt groceries, after a hard day's work for her, over a can of beans on the front porch? It's a great song, and of course in it is the line &lt;em&gt;"dancing backwards in high heels". &lt;/em&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; that line!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's an older song, and came out at a time when my husband and I could &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; relate to it. I recently got a fresh perspective on it from a message my Co-Pastor Kathy Cochran gave to our ladies meeting this past fall. I don't remember the point of the message exactly but, I was inspired during her message to this effect. That when we go through those painful, long term struggles, and/or sudden impact trials we feel like we are going through a minefield, it's so hard climbing that mountain, &lt;em&gt;(like the rocky craigs traversed by the mountain goats), &lt;/em&gt;but there is a great reward for our efforts &lt;strong&gt;to keep moving forward&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired specifically to the verses in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Habakkuk 3:17-19 Amplified&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"17 Though the fig tree does not blossom and there is no fruit on the vines,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Though there was no money in the company budget for your husband's raise or yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; {maria's paraphrase})&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[though]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the product of the olive fails and the fields yield no food&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;though the economy went from free market to socialist almost overnight)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;though the flock is cut off from the fold and there are no cattle in the stalls,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(though your kids don't belong to a church family) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rejoice in the Lord&lt;/span&gt;; I will exult in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[victorious]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; God of my salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(He WILL have the last word in my life&lt;/strong&gt;!)&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;19 The Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He makes my feet like hinds' feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;(Just like these goats in the pictures)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and will make me to walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[not to stand still in terror, but to walk]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [spiritual]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; progress upon my high places&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[of trouble, suffering, or responsibility]!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the Chief Musician; with my stringed instruments."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that this was for a song! Can't you just imagine! What terror this as a song would put in the heart of the enemy? :) I like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/goat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We often feel like these goats in these first 3 pictures, from barely hanging on, to lonely and cut off from friends and companionship, and terribly unsure where next to place our feet, or if we are even going in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/bobrow_mountain_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/bobrow_mountain_goat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, He IS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FATHFULL&lt;/span&gt; to guide us and lead us by His Holy Spirit, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in a protected path&lt;/span&gt;. One such example of this promise (there are several) is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isaiah 26:7 "7 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The way of the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; [consistently] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;righteous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (those living in moral and spiritual rectitude in every area and relationship of their lives) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is level and straight; You, O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [Lord], &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who are upright, direct aright and make level the path of the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[uncompromisingly] &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just and righteous."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;when inspired with a scripture often comes a song, a book or a movie as an analogy to go with it. In this case it was the song I mentioned, &lt;em&gt;"The Woman With You&lt;/em&gt;" (of course until last night when I searched the net, I always thought the name was &lt;em&gt;"Dancing&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Backwards in High heels&lt;/em&gt;")! The reason we like it, I think is important to these trials and seasons we go through on our way up the side of the mountain, to get to the mountain top. The woman is telling her husband &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;her priorities have cha&lt;/span&gt;nged. Her goals, and what she always thought she needed to try to achieve have all turned upside down. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what she values and strives for are things not necessarily looking so important in the world's eye view. &lt;strong&gt;That aspect of the song&lt;/strong&gt;, mirrored our life, and something God did in me. To us, the song was a fun way to celebrate that fact, that grace from God bestowed upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here is these trials &lt;strong&gt;give us the ability&lt;/strong&gt; to have our goals and priorities turned upside down. Yes, though hurtfull and confusing many times, this is often for our good. Things we thought were good and important, we may find &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but for a season only, &lt;strong&gt;not for a lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;. On that trek up the mountain, under the Lord's careful guidance, we will find ourselves unpacking our back packs to lighten the load. We may even be given some better treasures by our Guide as this occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/mountain_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/mountain_goat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See this mountain goat? Doesn't he look like King of The Mountain? That's how we need to see ourselves, not as the the other 3 pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Battle you and I face, and our families and friends face this week, &lt;strong&gt;is The Lord's&lt;/strong&gt;, and that victory?....Yep! It's OURS! Romans 8:37 &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"37 Yet amid &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;these things &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more than conquerors&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gain a surpassing victory through Him&lt;/span&gt; Who loved us."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday, Ya'll! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-9050530204363245957?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9050530204363245957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/dancing-backwards-in-high-heels.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/9050530204363245957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/9050530204363245957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/dancing-backwards-in-high-heels.html' title='Dancing Backwards in High Heels!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-4350320082932647255</id><published>2009-01-17T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:46:24.993-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dejected'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the distressed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helpless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harrassed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus saw'/><title type='text'>Pray and Look for the Stray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Good-Shepherd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 571px; HEIGHT: 555px" height="819" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Good-Shepherd.jpg" width="949" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Matthew 9:36 &lt;em&gt;(Amplified Bible)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"36 When He &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; the throngs, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was moved with pity&lt;/span&gt; and sympathy for them, because they were bewildered&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(harassed and distressed and dejected and helpless&lt;/span&gt;), &lt;strong&gt;like sheep without a shepherd."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday night, Ya'll! Tomorrow it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rise and shine&lt;/span&gt;! Time to go to church, to be encouraged in our faith, to honor God, to rejoice in the wonderful, priceless gift of eternal life with Him, to be reconciled with Him afresh! Why am I talking about this? I have had conversations and experiences lately, &lt;strong&gt;which have brought it to my attention&lt;/strong&gt; that even in healthy church congregations &lt;em&gt;(which I think of as a church family, no matter the size)&lt;/em&gt; people are still in our midst, crying out inwardly, desiring that they might make a connection with someone, that is more than just superficial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that at any given time, you can split the people in a congregation in to 2 simple groups &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in this &lt;strong&gt;one regard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;And those roles are subject to change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at any given time. The 1 group is the group that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is able&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to reach out the hand of friendship, compassion, a listening ear to someone else in the congregation. The other group is the part that is unable to reach out, and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;instead they cry out &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inwardly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, at that particular time. It's a critical time. It might not last long, or it might develop into a long term slide away from Heaven's Gates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday, or &lt;em&gt;whenever&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are given the gift of the opportunity to fellowship with other believers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;we are also given the responsibility&lt;/strong&gt; to let the Holy Spirit prompt us, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lead&lt;/span&gt; us to the person, just the one &lt;em&gt;(or maybe two)&lt;/em&gt; that we can have that meaningful conversation, that will just make the love and comfort of God swell up within them. Sometimes that's ALL it takes for them &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to keep pressing on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all been in each group many times. We can all remember receiving the gift of a friendly conversation when we were just to emotionally weak to go start one, but oh, so grateful to be part of one, at someone else's initiative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can also think of times that we were &lt;strong&gt;so blessed,&lt;/strong&gt; as to just let our eyes light on someone across the church, that we &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; knew needed a chance to talk with someone about their grandchild, or their parent they are caring for, or whatever the case may be. We leave the conversation with that &lt;strong&gt;"ZING"&lt;/strong&gt; that you feel, when the Holy Spirit has ministered through you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jesus looked out at His congregation in Matthew 9 and SAW the condition of His sheep. He was MOVED with compassion, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may we be moved with compassion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Let Him look out through YOUR eyes tomorrow and point the way to someone who &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can comfort, with that &lt;em&gt;same comfort&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He has comforted you with&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be doing this myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let their age, or the scowl on their face, or the piercing in their eyebrows or nose, or how well put together they seem, put you off, and fool you into thinking they won't welcome your kindness, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the Holy Spirit draws you, trust Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what you have done for others, God will do for &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; loved one someday. But, even if it's never necessary, you'll be glad for your efforts...there's nothing like that &lt;strong&gt;"ZING"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 1:2-4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"2&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Grace&lt;/span&gt; be to you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and peace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ. &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessed be God&lt;/span&gt;, even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the God of all comfort&lt;/span&gt;; 4 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who comforteth us in all our tribulation&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that we may be able to comfort them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; which are in any trouble,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by the comfort&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt;with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we ourselves are comforted of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-4350320082932647255?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4350320082932647255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/pray-and-look-for-stray.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4350320082932647255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4350320082932647255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/pray-and-look-for-stray.html' title='Pray and Look for the Stray!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-365589710391383570</id><published>2009-01-17T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:50:19.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transforming love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiencing the love of God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory to glory'/><title type='text'>Mirror, Mirror on the Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MiRROR_RED.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/MiRROR_RED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 Corinthians 3:17-18 &lt;em&gt;(Amplified Bible)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"17 Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (emancipation from bondage, freedom). &lt;strong&gt;18 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all of us, as with unveiled face&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; [because we]&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;continued to behold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; [in the Word of God] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;as in a mirror&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the glory of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;, are constantly being transfigured into His very own image &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in ever increasing splendor &lt;/span&gt;and from one degree of glory to another;&lt;/strong&gt; [for this comes] &lt;strong&gt;from the Lord&lt;/strong&gt; [Who is]&lt;strong&gt; the Spirit."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went about my day doing the normal things one does to keep a household running, I was thinking, at certain times about all my friends out in the blog world, lurkers and all. It's a Sisterhood, I think we all agree. Those that I know who will visit, and those who are yet unknown. I love that part of blogging, the way God can &lt;em&gt;(and does)&lt;/em&gt; orchestrate our "bumping" into each other, crossing paths, at just the "right" time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered what was &lt;strong&gt;most&lt;/strong&gt; important&lt;em&gt; today&lt;/em&gt; to hear. Today, what did God want us to know? And this is what I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to, almost immediately. And the theme once apprehended by my mind, was seemingly every where I turned. My thought was that He is calling out to us to behold &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;through the mirror of His Word&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; sees in us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Not all the warts and shortcomings, but the destiny, the delicate design and great care He has taken with us and is yet to be revealed. To experience His personal, individual love for us, and great pleasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He desires that we &lt;em&gt;(His daughters)&lt;/em&gt; begin to let His Word be the mirror it is meant to be, the mirror that brings the desired transformation. We love Him, We spend time in prayer, we spend time in the Word. We can all (&lt;em&gt;at least mentally)&lt;/em&gt; rattle off numerous ways we "don't measure up". I believe He is beckoning us to take a deep breath and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and really&lt;em&gt;, really, truly&lt;/em&gt; believe, profess, declare and just become thoroughly steeped in the knowledge of the fact that we are &lt;strong&gt;delightful&lt;/strong&gt; to Him. He &lt;strong&gt;delights&lt;/strong&gt; in us. We are His special creation - in His &lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt; image no less, fearfully and wonderfully made. He gave us His Name and authority when we believed in Jesus and gave ourselves to Him forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sweet as all those things are, and that's not even the half, not even a pin-prick of His good purpose in and for us, it's not even the &lt;strong&gt;real point&lt;/strong&gt;. The Christian faith is such a paradox, it's both all about us &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not at all&lt;/span&gt; about us. In this case it's not about us, it's about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we can potentially damage and who we can potentially &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inspire and encourage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;strong&gt;every&lt;/strong&gt; reason we need to be more assertive in guarding our hearts and minds in this regard. Because, we women &lt;strong&gt;have such&lt;/strong&gt; an influence on those in our sphere. If we are not actively experiencing that love &lt;em&gt;that &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The Father can give us, we become well-intentioned, good-hearted and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DRY&lt;/span&gt;, harried, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eventually&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(long term)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we can become &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; deceived.&lt;/span&gt; As we rush and work, study, serve, teach our children, pay our bills, give our tithes, but don't allow ourselves to become saturated with the knowledge the He&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; loves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; US, YOU, ME! He &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; ME! He loves YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we all know He loves us, in our heads, and even in our hearts. But, &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; we don't bask in that knowledge. Regularly &lt;strong&gt;bask in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt;, daily when possible, and &lt;em&gt;train &lt;/em&gt;our minds and hearts to this powerful and heady knowledge, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reminding&lt;/span&gt; ourselves and reminding the devil when he dares whisper his lies, (sometimes subtle, sometimes outrageous), we will &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt; find ourselves thinking we are serving, when really we have become&lt;strong&gt; joyless&lt;/strong&gt; Christians. Something that pushes away wobbly Christians, and pushes away people who are just confused and lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, its a war out there. It's a war for our souls, for the souls of every person you know, every person you ever see. We are all in it. There are no casual bystanders. If we profess He is a God of love, then people &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;need desperately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to see &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that we are confident because we are well-satisfied with the lover of our souls&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nope, we aren't perfect, not nearly, but He is gently leading us day by day, and we trust Him to get us where He wants us, as we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bask in His love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt; that love to a lost and dying world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As women, we most often first reflect this love &lt;em&gt;(or not)&lt;/em&gt; to our spouses, nephews, nieces, children parents, grandparents, in-laws, adult siblings. &lt;strong&gt;What do they see&lt;/strong&gt; when they see us? Do they see someone who is balanced in their perspective? Or someone pensive, sarcastic, someone passing judgement where none is due? Perhaps someone perpetually harried and worried? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cringe as I type because this was so much sweeter in my head. As I type it sounds much harsher than it should be. But, the reason I dare is 1) He put it on my heart, and 2) I know from my personal experience that as an optimistic person, who really DOES believe the best many times, probably most times, &lt;em&gt;(just ask my family, it can be a tad obnoxious!)&lt;/em&gt; about 2 years ago, I came to a realization that the pressures of a one income family, combined with living in the fish bowl of staying home with a husband who was home in the daytime and worked at night, and a son who I home educated were getting to me. This meant &lt;strong&gt;every expression&lt;/strong&gt; that crossed my face, every worry, every time I gritted my teeth in frustration, and every time I disciplined myself to not give voice to worries was duly noted and was taking a toll. It became clear to me that the enemy was able to make inroads into our minds, partly because the people in the household with me &lt;strong&gt;needed&lt;/strong&gt; to see that I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; believed the good things I said.&lt;strong&gt; And I did&lt;/strong&gt;, and I am sure that you all do as well. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; needed to tell my face&lt;/span&gt;, I needed to tell my mind. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;needed to take authority over the thoughts that I was merely &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;mentally &lt;/span&gt;fighting off&lt;/span&gt;. That meant for me to quickly, every time, &lt;strong&gt;counteract&lt;/strong&gt; the thoughts that would come each day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with a verbal affirmation of God's promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which ever and as many as I could dish out. It meant take time to not just give love to God, but to dare to experience it, &lt;em&gt;receive&lt;/em&gt; it, or I wasn't going to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reflecting&lt;/span&gt; it, and letting it shine from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't read C.S. Lewis's The Screwtape Letters, please, please do. It is such a wonderful, astute and droll rendition of this concept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look in the mirror, see how fair He thinks you are! Then go out and set the world on fire with your smile, your sass, your renewed sense of purpose, whatever the wonder of His love brings out in you. It'd hard not to smile when you know it's all gravy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;See you tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-365589710391383570?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/365589710391383570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/365589710391383570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/365589710391383570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror, Mirror on the Wall'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-2395370346083863780</id><published>2009-01-16T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:09:05.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Where Thanks is Due!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In setting up my blog, I was looking  for pretty pictures with God's pretty Words. Sources I had used before just weren't working. So I took a Google thru the 'net and found 2 lovely sites. &lt;a href="http://www.agministries.org/2008/01/scripture-tags.html"&gt;Apples of Gold &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.growingingraceonline.com/2008/12/january-2009.html"&gt;Growing in Grace&lt;/a&gt;. I wanted to specifically call them out, since their generosity and God given skills made what I found possible. Feel free to click over and check them out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-2395370346083863780?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2395370346083863780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-where-thanks-is-due.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2395370346083863780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/2395370346083863780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-where-thanks-is-due.html' title='Thanks Where Thanks is Due!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4554500046014284193.post-4365640495403222143</id><published>2009-01-15T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:32:34.280-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restoration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possess the land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No more shame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaiah 61'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bird House'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Bird House!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Everlastingjoy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 541px; HEIGHT: 411px" height="587" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff39/freetoflyinstauggie/Everlastingjoy-1.jpg" width="631" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's great to be able to visit again&lt;/span&gt;! I honestly didn't think this was going to happen - opening another blog. But, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;once again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the Lord has chosen to give me back&lt;/span&gt; something &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to be willing to surrender&lt;/span&gt;. It has been a pattern in my life since I was 17. I don't have any preconcieved notions of what this journey in blogging will hold. I just know that it will be the same in many ways, and in others different. It would have to be, because I &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; that I am different now. The world we live in is different. I can't believe &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has changed since we last visited regularly in August 2008.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm going to keep this short. Please note the verse above.... I believe this verse has &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;significant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; meaning to the Body of Christ this year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here it is in the Amplified. Feel free to leave something in the Squawk Box! &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Isaiah 61:7 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Instead of your&lt;/em&gt; [former]&lt;em&gt; shame you shall have a twofold recompense; instead of dishonor and reproach&lt;/em&gt; [your people]&lt;em&gt; shall rejoice in their portion. Therefore in their land they shall possess double &lt;/em&gt;[what they had forfeited]; &lt;em&gt;everlasting joy shall be theirs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4554500046014284193-4365640495403222143?l=wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4365640495403222143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-bird-house.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4365640495403222143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4554500046014284193/posts/default/4365640495403222143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wingingitatthebirdhouse.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-bird-house.html' title='Welcome to the Bird House!'/><author><name>Winging It</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338601358342573012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HIK70sf0Ybo/SW96UGxjQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_ntRlM0uueA/S220/another+bird+house.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
