<?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-3205393916026336626</id><updated>2012-01-20T14:12:14.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminded again</title><subtitle type='html'>The Lord has put me on a journey in this life. I&amp;#39;m a daughter of Him. I&amp;#39;m a nursing student. I enjoy the outdoors. I love people. And the Lord reminds me again &amp;amp; again that He is good.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2142958579933652037</id><published>2012-01-20T14:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T14:12:14.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"memory is the power to gather roses in winter"</title><content type='html'>thinking of warm summer days along the shores of the Great Lakes, on this cold wintery day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsjuJi-Kg8I/Txm7pBLL1fI/AAAAAAAABe4/z0AxIdwJDrE/s1600/DSCF3179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsjuJi-Kg8I/Txm7pBLL1fI/AAAAAAAABe4/z0AxIdwJDrE/s400/DSCF3179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699793116778452466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or_ujukUz_Y/Txm7a2HHYSI/AAAAAAAABes/khrtt_wTxzw/s1600/DSCF3178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-or_ujukUz_Y/Txm7a2HHYSI/AAAAAAAABes/khrtt_wTxzw/s400/DSCF3178.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699792873290424610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A0rfepNWY8Q/Txm7I_rBXqI/AAAAAAAABeg/jIMprKyZrBE/s1600/DSCF3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A0rfepNWY8Q/Txm7I_rBXqI/AAAAAAAABeg/jIMprKyZrBE/s400/DSCF3181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699792566619299490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2142958579933652037?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2142958579933652037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2142958579933652037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2012/01/memory-is-power-to-gather-roses-in.html' title='&quot;memory is the power to gather roses in winter&quot;'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsjuJi-Kg8I/Txm7pBLL1fI/AAAAAAAABe4/z0AxIdwJDrE/s72-c/DSCF3179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-10427602587113889</id><published>2012-01-12T19:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:01:30.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"... the crooks and crannies of our own characters."</title><content type='html'>"... It is slow work, so slow that it takes God all time and eternity to make a man and woman after His own purpose. The only way we can be of use to God is to let Him take us through the crooks and crannies of our own characters. It is astounding how ignorant we are about ourselves! We do not know envy when we see it, or laziness, or pride. Jesus reveals to us all that this body has been harbouring before his grace began to work. How many of us have learned to look in with courage?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have to get rid of the idea that we understand ourselves, it is the last conceit to go. The only One Who understands us is God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--O. Chambers,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/span&gt;, January 12th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Reading these words tonight in my time with God caused me to stop, pause, and think about this. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"The only way we can be of use to God is to let Him take us through the crooks and crannies of our own characters."&lt;/span&gt; Ouch! I know I have some "bad parts" to my character. Deep in the crannies of who I am, and boy oh boy, sometimes you do not need to even go very deep into the crannies, you may just "walk past it" and the anger or bitterness or jealousy pops out at ya! My life is not "all together", my heart aches, I rebel, I fail, I fall, my life is MESSY, I swear and cry out and scream to God as I drive in my car at times. "How could it be like this God?" "Why is life so shitty?" "God, do you hear me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does hear; He listens and KNOWS. He knows already, even before I say a word, He knows. Abba is all-loving, all-powerful. He clothes the lilies of the fields, and how much more, does He care for ME?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, God understands. Somehow, God sees all my shit, and STILL loves me, and calls me DAUGHTER... I have loved you with an e-v-e-r-l-a-s-t-i-n-g LOVE, Abba whispers. (Jeremiah 31:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been stuck thinking for a while now that because life has been so, so hard the past year and I've got some shenanigans going on, and I just didn't feel like praying a lot of the time; that I don't need to come in prayer to God. However, recently I was pondering that, and realized I don't need to get my shit together or "feel like it" or have the right words, to start praying again more. I can pray right here, in the middle of my mess, just come near to God in Jesus in the midst of whatever I'm going through or fighting or dealing with. God sees me, right where I'm at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-10427602587113889?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/10427602587113889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/10427602587113889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2012/01/crooks-and-crannies-of-our-own.html' title='&quot;... the crooks and crannies of our own characters.&quot;'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8904672646569597709</id><published>2012-01-12T15:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T15:19:10.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"silent and unseen I come, but with infinite power and love"</title><content type='html'>‎"And I want you to know that whenever you invite Me, I do come – always, without fail. Silent and unseen I come, but with infinite power and love, and bringing the many gifts of My Spirit. I come with My mercy, with My desire to forgive and heal you, and with a love for you beyond your comprehension – a love every bit as great as the love I have received from the Father (“As much as the Father has loved me, I have loved you…” Jn. 15:10) I come - longing to console you and give you strength, to lift you up and bind all your wounds. I bring you My light, to dispel your darkness and all your doubts. I come with My power, that I might carry you and all your burdens; with My grace, to touch your heart and transform your life; and My peace I give to still your soul." //Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my sister Tali posted this and I was touched by the words and just had to share it too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyous 2012 to you all. only by His grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8904672646569597709?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8904672646569597709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8904672646569597709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2012/01/silent-and-unseen-i-come-but-with.html' title='&quot;silent and unseen I come, but with infinite power and love&quot;'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-503177580321094559</id><published>2011-12-24T00:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:37:36.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>africa inland mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15216573?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="180" frameborder="0" webkitAllowFullScreen mozallowfullscreen allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15216573"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/ofm"&gt;AIM On-Field Media&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, is this how/where You might use me in the near future? I await the adventures to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-503177580321094559?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/503177580321094559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/503177580321094559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/12/africa-inland-mission.html' title='africa inland mission'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8780682073630592795</id><published>2011-12-01T23:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:49:23.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/01/87</title><content type='html'>Today is a special day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 24 years young today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for life and people to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Mom, Dad, PJ and I went to La Pita for &lt;br /&gt;a special dinner, then I headed to bible study &lt;br /&gt;where we had a cake (compliments to dear Mom &lt;br /&gt;who sent it along). I got cards in the mail. Phone &lt;br /&gt;calls and texts all day today! The sun was shining &lt;br /&gt;on this beautiful Fall day. Got drinks with friends&lt;br /&gt;after we finished clinical, went biking w/ Mom, &lt;br /&gt;then I babysat/played with four of my most &lt;br /&gt;favorite boys -Caleb, Justin, Levi &amp; Luke. A full day. : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentations 3:22,23 - His mercies are new every morning, great is his faithfulness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8780682073630592795?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8780682073630592795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8780682073630592795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/12/120187.html' title='12/01/87'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6613818504721722854</id><published>2011-11-24T23:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:46:57.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jeremiah 31:3</title><content type='html'>"... the LORD appeared to him from&lt;br /&gt;far away. I have loved you with an&lt;br /&gt;everlasting love; therefore I have &lt;br /&gt;continued my faithfulness to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Thankful SO much for God's everlasting love and faithfulness to me!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6613818504721722854?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6613818504721722854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6613818504721722854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/11/jeremiah-313.html' title='jeremiah 31:3'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-28512897021900836</id><published>2011-11-24T22:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:36:03.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts, thanksgiving 2011.</title><content type='html'>Another year older,&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by,&lt;br /&gt;Another year is past,&lt;br /&gt;As I think back it seems to have gone fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older,&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by,&lt;br /&gt;Another 365 days to remember,&lt;br /&gt;From November to November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older,&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by,&lt;br /&gt;Another family Thanksgiving dinner,&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for Jesus loving me, a sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year older,&lt;br /&gt;Another year gone by,&lt;br /&gt;Another bundle of memories to hold in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And I hope I'll remember them, even when I'm old and blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things change. Sometimes it seems like everything, &lt;br /&gt;and every one, around me is changing. Things stay the same &lt;br /&gt;sometimes. Sometimes I feel like I'm the same, still. And others &lt;br /&gt;are only changing around me. Am I grown up yet? Am I an &lt;br /&gt;adult? My life seems so similar to how it has been for years. &lt;br /&gt;Living at home on Nona, going to college, working locally part-time, &lt;br /&gt;helping at church here &amp; there, etc. So much seems the same. &lt;br /&gt;Seems mundane sometimes. Like, is this where I'll always be? &lt;br /&gt;I see my siblings who are married, having babies, moving away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has changed me though. [I'm thankful for that.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know He is changing me still. God is working wondrous things in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;He is preparing me for what lies ahead. I don't know what is 1 month, 7 months, &lt;br /&gt;or 3 years in front of me... &amp; I cannot pretend to know either. I want to truly &lt;br /&gt;be excited as I look forward to life ahead, in 2012 and beyond. Truth be told, &lt;br /&gt;I'm scared, sometimes. I worry. I'm unsure and doubt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is SO much bigger than my fears. [I'm thankful for that.]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The life God has planned for me is unfolding already, day by day. I don't &lt;br /&gt;have to wait for life to start at a certain point, or when 'such and such' happens. &lt;br /&gt;I am L I V I N G today! I am on a journey. God, it's hard though. I feel like I am 'behind'&lt;br /&gt;sometimes or like I'm trying to catch up or stay abreast with others. But You &lt;br /&gt;don't call me to that. You call me to Yourself, to follow You, to love You, &amp; &lt;br /&gt;to love others. God, I fail. I fall. I'm a mess at times. I SO easily forget You, &lt;br /&gt;Your promises, Your love. Thank you, Lord, for your F A I T H F U L N E S S to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Help me, Lord, help me.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sipping peppermint tea, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-28512897021900836?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/28512897021900836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/28512897021900836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-thoughts-thanksgiving-2011.html' title='some thoughts, thanksgiving 2011.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7285700030959210019</id><published>2011-11-03T19:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T19:53:34.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no safe investment...</title><content type='html'>"There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal." ~C.S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Thank you, C.S., for your thoughtful wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out... I'm off to do homework, although I'd much rather be painting or reading or sipping a latte w/ a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7285700030959210019?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7285700030959210019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7285700030959210019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-is-no-safe-investment.html' title='there is no safe investment...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3337845519118233030</id><published>2011-11-01T11:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:08:27.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a new month!</title><content type='html'>With the start of a new month I thought I would share what I am looking forward to this month... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ My sister and brother-in-law's visit from California Nov 14-22.&lt;br /&gt;~ Celebrating Pj's birthday on Nov 12th... 17 years!&lt;br /&gt;~ Celebrating Daniel's birthday on Nov 30th... 29 years!&lt;br /&gt;~ Celebrating Josh's birthday, turning 27 (I think, on Nov 3rd)!&lt;br /&gt;~ Opa's birthday is Nov 8th... he's turning 79 (?), I'm thankful for him!&lt;br /&gt;~ Thanksgiving - a day to be with family, relax, enjoy a big meal, and some pie!&lt;br /&gt;~ Run the Turkey Trot 10K with some friends - it's a tradition now.&lt;br /&gt;~ A break from nursing school - we get most of Thanksgiving week OFF!&lt;br /&gt;~ Just one month from TODAY is my own b-day... I will be 24 this year, wow!&lt;br /&gt;~ Enjoying more of the Fall season -it's my favorite one.&lt;br /&gt;~ More crisp, cool days to enjoy a good run.&lt;br /&gt;~ Each day is new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the midst of confusion, heartache, and pain, there IS much to be thankful for, each &amp; every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed in the Lord. -Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3337845519118233030?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3337845519118233030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3337845519118233030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-month.html' title='a new month!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-9164962010450299074</id><published>2011-10-30T00:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:10:16.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>joyous aunt-hood</title><content type='html'>Oh the joys of aunt-hood! My sister Tali and her husby are expecting a wee one in May 2012! This is me and her, Summer 2011. Little did we know what God had in store, in making her a mother just at the perfect time... HE is faithful &amp; His mercies new each morning. I am so looking forward to seeing them soon here in Michigan, and going out to California when baby arrives next Spring! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju9Z9tFG7hM/TqzaWmhvZfI/AAAAAAAABeQ/qT0hiT5e3KM/s1600/IMG_9228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju9Z9tFG7hM/TqzaWmhvZfI/AAAAAAAABeQ/qT0hiT5e3KM/s320/IMG_9228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669146112786654706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so much, Tali... You are an awesome mom, even already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-9164962010450299074?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9164962010450299074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9164962010450299074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/joyous-aunt-hood.html' title='joyous aunt-hood'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju9Z9tFG7hM/TqzaWmhvZfI/AAAAAAAABeQ/qT0hiT5e3KM/s72-c/IMG_9228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8271268781168854153</id><published>2011-10-30T00:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:47:55.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>not yet a mother, but some day</title><content type='html'>I'm a b****, I'm a lover,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a child, I'm a mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sinner, I'm a saint. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was playing on the radio as I was driving the other day to meet my cousin for dinner. It resonated with me. &lt;br /&gt;Even though I am not yet a mother, I desire to be some day, I am all the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am messed up. But, still I am loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8271268781168854153?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8271268781168854153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8271268781168854153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-yet-mother-but-some-day.html' title='not yet a mother, but some day'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3721988411828500251</id><published>2011-10-12T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:30:26.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love awaits.</title><content type='html'>God has given Brooke Fraser amazing talent in songwriting and singing. Here is her song, Love is Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Q7T-tX2hhDQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it inspires you as it did me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3721988411828500251?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3721988411828500251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3721988411828500251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-awaits.html' title='love awaits.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Q7T-tX2hhDQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-580300089200073449</id><published>2011-10-02T21:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T21:26:05.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NAMI</title><content type='html'>October 2-8, 2011 is Mental Illness Awareness Week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education of the public is important as it decreases stigma &amp; ignorance which are two barriers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental illness affects 1 in 4 families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more, visit: www.nami.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all grace, Cilla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-580300089200073449?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/580300089200073449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/580300089200073449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/nami.html' title='NAMI'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5536738043544406973</id><published>2011-10-02T20:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T21:11:56.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's journey. . .</title><content type='html'>Life is good, in so many ways it is good. At times, life is very, very hard. But, life is still good. This season of life, with many unknowns about the future and many questions about everything. This season is an adventure. I sometimes wonder at life and how intricate we humans are, and yet, how God loves you, me, everyone... Each one is precious. Life is a journey, and it takes many turns and twists along the way. Sometimes we may feel lost, or disillusioned and forget where we are, or who we are. That can be a frightening experience. God promises to never leave us nor forsake us. God sent His Spirit to comfort and guide us in our earthly journey... This is me experiencing life abundantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ykzLzHkhk/TokH9hGEC5I/AAAAAAAABeI/KdNhTunomTY/s1600/DSCF3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ykzLzHkhk/TokH9hGEC5I/AAAAAAAABeI/KdNhTunomTY/s400/DSCF3183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659063160204954514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Superior, Michigan's Upper Peninsula, August 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5536738043544406973?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5536738043544406973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5536738043544406973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/10/lifes-journey.html' title='Life&apos;s journey. . .'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0ykzLzHkhk/TokH9hGEC5I/AAAAAAAABeI/KdNhTunomTY/s72-c/DSCF3183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6122265099550266619</id><published>2011-09-11T02:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T02:06:42.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunset beauty.</title><content type='html'>summer 2011, Balsams Resort, Lake Michigan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmY0GWNcN9U/TmxPHvAAbLI/AAAAAAAABeA/MpIhPo7bN2E/s1600/IMG_9367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmY0GWNcN9U/TmxPHvAAbLI/AAAAAAAABeA/MpIhPo7bN2E/s400/IMG_9367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650978626737302706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a sunset in the U.P.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6122265099550266619?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6122265099550266619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6122265099550266619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunset-beauty.html' title='sunset beauty.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BmY0GWNcN9U/TmxPHvAAbLI/AAAAAAAABeA/MpIhPo7bN2E/s72-c/IMG_9367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7700580210425871736</id><published>2011-09-11T01:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T01:59:26.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living like a Martha.</title><content type='html'>Luke 10:38-42... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”&lt;br /&gt;   41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have been living like a Martha. I think, yes. I know I have been often living like a Martha... doing things, taking care of details, doing, working, always being busy with something. Martha was worried and upset about taking care of many things and tending to the details. I'm like her. Caught up in so much stuff, instead of sitting at His feet. Where I should be, listening to what He says. I think it is time to be a Mary. To sit at Jesus' feet and listen to what He says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work tonight, at the coffee shop, I met these two guys H and W. They were awesome, inspirational. Stopping by for coffee before heading to an all night prayer meeting at a prayer house in the East end of town. They are from Atlanta where they work/minister at IHOP-Atlanta (international house of prayer). Anyway, we talked about church, the Holy Spirit, religion, prayer... they prayed with me before they left (right in the coffee shop). wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H shared with me that it seems like I have been living like a Martha. Now it's time to live like a Mary. Just sit at Jesus' feet and listen to what He says. It reminds me of something I heard a missionary to Japan share at our church this past Spring... she shared about a Japanese woman she has been meeting with and talking about Jesus to. The Japanese woman was looking to God for what He could do for her and wondering why her life was falling to pieces, in a way. And the missionary said to her, "you have to love Jesus for Who he is, not for what He can give you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has stayed with me these several months, and I hope to remember it for a long, long time. I wrote it in my journal, and made it personal: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Priscilla, you have to love Jesus for Who he is, not for what He can give you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to be a Mary. Learn to love Jesus for Who he is. Sit at His feet and listen to what He says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My child, I love you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7700580210425871736?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7700580210425871736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7700580210425871736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/09/living-like-martha.html' title='Living like a Martha.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-9203970808643752581</id><published>2011-08-29T15:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T15:54:18.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>about prayer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our Lord says, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Call to me and I will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer you and tell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you great and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unsearchable things &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do not know.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Jeremiah 33:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-9203970808643752581?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9203970808643752581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9203970808643752581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/about-prayer.html' title='about prayer...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2158544161662430100</id><published>2011-08-27T18:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T19:23:34.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the sting of death</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i have been thinking about death recently.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking about how those around me would feel when i die.&lt;br /&gt;would they know i love them as much as i do? would they &lt;br /&gt;remember me and all the good memories we share? or would&lt;br /&gt;they have regrets? would they be OK? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new friend of mine, and co-worker from the summer,&lt;br /&gt;has lost several of his friends to death in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't had a friend die. i have seen many relatives die in&lt;br /&gt;the past many years, but not anyone close to my age. death&lt;br /&gt;is hard, no matter what the age. but, i think it impacts &lt;br /&gt;someone differently if they're close to your age, &amp;&lt;br /&gt;especially if they're close to you emotionally/relationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone died last night. truthfully, m a n y people died last &lt;br /&gt;night. but it was someone i know. well, sort of know. he was&lt;br /&gt;my mom's second cousin. he was young, only 21 or 22. i have&lt;br /&gt;talked to him before. and saw him at Christmas-time. for the&lt;br /&gt;last time. we never naturally think of it in those terms... "this&lt;br /&gt;might be the last time i see him or her." i really feel impacted&lt;br /&gt;by his death. perhaps it's his young age. or the fact that i have&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about death lately... but the truth is, it hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts for jk's family... &amp; for his short life, for all the&lt;br /&gt;things he'll miss. and especially for all those who will miss&lt;br /&gt;him. death can come suddenly and it impacts others in,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, very profound ways. knowing a life has ended,&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, causes my heart to ache inside me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, be close to the family of jk. wrap Your arms of love&lt;br /&gt;around them. help them as they cry &amp; grieve, for years to come,&lt;br /&gt;the loss of their son, brother, nephew, friend, cousin, grandson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grant Your peace, o Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the sting of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2158544161662430100?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2158544161662430100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2158544161662430100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/sting-of-death.html' title='the sting of death'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6987840963557515055</id><published>2011-08-24T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:52:24.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer-time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer 2011 has been... well, many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable. fun. memorable. adventurous. new.&lt;br /&gt;familiar. joyous. bittersweet. full of changes.&lt;br /&gt;beginnings. endings. gutsy. silly. beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;majestic. rules were broken. educational.&lt;br /&gt;relational. outdoorsy. sunny. smiles. serene.&lt;br /&gt;anxious. full of peace. people. friendships.&lt;br /&gt;wonderful. food. wind. rain. beer. shooting stars.&lt;br /&gt;bonfires. traveling. fudge. coffee. tea. cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;conversations. sailing. sunsets. seagulls. tents.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus. prayer. journaling. baking. family. &amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consider myself blessed to have been able to enjoy as&lt;br /&gt;many adventures &amp; pleasantries these past few months,&lt;br /&gt;as I have. God is good. And I am thankful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully over the next few weeks/months I can share &lt;br /&gt;some stories about some of my adventures this summer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow begins the new school year (my last year of nursing school!),&lt;br /&gt;so for now, goodnight. ~cil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6987840963557515055?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6987840963557515055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6987840963557515055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-time.html' title='summer-time.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8839094388104230475</id><published>2011-08-23T16:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T16:09:09.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been gracious. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, August 23, 2011, my parents are celebrating 31 years of married life together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary Dad &amp; Mom! I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the Lord has done GREAT things for us, and we are filled with JOY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is exciting to anticipate the next 31 years. . . and all that the future holds for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful for this day, Cil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8839094388104230475?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8839094388104230475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8839094388104230475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/31-years.html' title='31 years!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3954025708245480177</id><published>2011-08-22T23:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:58:30.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>empower, be empowered.</title><content type='html'>this is something to consider:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/25826179?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;color=49ccc1" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/25826179"&gt;All-New Spread Campaign&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/lightgivesheat"&gt;Light Gives Heat&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3954025708245480177?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3954025708245480177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3954025708245480177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/empower-be-empowered.html' title='empower, be empowered.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1645358939177336107</id><published>2011-08-19T22:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T23:15:29.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>joyous reunion</title><content type='html'>Today, Cheyne and I were reunited after 7 months apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my dear friend who was in Africa for 6 months serving&lt;br /&gt;at TLC orphanage, caring for the sweet babies and toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she returned to the States in July I was away at my summer job in the U.P. until 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, getting to see her today was good, emotional, bittersweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we embraced, at our favorite spot in royal oak (goldfish tea), &lt;br /&gt;we both seemed to get teary eyed. She shared stories, photographs, &lt;br /&gt;her heart, her aches, her joys, her self. I listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about my time in Africa. 4 years ago, being there, how it &lt;br /&gt;changed me. Wishing I could have gone back this summer. Memories and &lt;br /&gt;pictures floating through my conscious mind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sipped our tea, chai rooibos. sitting in the comfort of the couch we shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her again in the place I said goodbye back in January was surreal.&lt;br /&gt;Thankful my friend has gone and returned again, and for all that she has learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has done great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1645358939177336107?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1645358939177336107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1645358939177336107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/08/joyous-reunion.html' title='joyous reunion'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2118014119359463349</id><published>2011-07-04T08:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:22:24.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - July 4</title><content type='html'>Last night, for dinner, I had my first ever pastie (a pastie is a large to medium sized "pie" filled with meat and potatoes.) with "yupper gravy" (aka ketchup). Mine had beef, potatoes, &amp; rutabaga in it. Bob and Sue picked it up for me from Lehto's (best pasties in town...so far). Well, I have to say, it was delicious! Definitely hearty. A pastie is a staple meal here in the U.P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to get to church yesterday morning, with Bob and Sue. Weather was gorgeous all day. After some cleaning (2 motel rooms and 1 cabin), headed over to the beach. more reading and sunning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 4th. Fireworks enjoyed from harbor downtown St. Ignace. prior to the show we had gone out for pizza and drink at B.C.'s Pizza - "best in town". chose bbq chicken; yum. walked along state st. downtown. talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home to bed then, almost midnight. tired, and wanting to be ready for a new day in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bed I go, now it is July 6. FULL day of cleaning past two days. did manage to get a swim in this afternoon, that's my shower for the day. g'night world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from, Michigan's U.P., Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2118014119359463349?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2118014119359463349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2118014119359463349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-3-july-4.html' title='Day 3 - July 4'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1145289639281772458</id><published>2011-07-02T21:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T22:37:58.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - July 2</title><content type='html'>Awoke this morning at just before 5. Dressed, made bed, packed my little coolers, &amp; finished loading my car. Excited. At the same time feeling... contemplative. Woke Dad and Mom to hug and say goodbyes. Had hugged little sister, Prom, night before. Then, I started up "Nelly", backed out our long drive, and... drove off into the early morning dark. It was 5:25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day I departed for my "up north adventure" (I'm working at Balsams Resort - cabins &amp; motels, which my uncle and aunt co-own and have hired me to do cleaning and guest assistance for 6 weeks this summer). So, I drove... W on I-96, to US-23 N, then followed I-75 N the rest of the way... encountered a stunningly beautiful sunrise on my drive. Set cruise control and drove on. Stopped for gasoline and coffee... and, a sugary donut. As I got further north I got more excited... and more enthralled with the nature around me. I have to say, every time I head to the west side of MI or up to northern MI I am reminded how gorgeous and varied this state is. Thankful to be alive &amp; well. Before I knew it, I was... approaching the Mackinac Bridge - the gateway to the U.P.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the bridge was, in a sense, like crossing into a new world. Welcome to: Michigan's Upper Peninsula (the sign read). Paid the bridge toll ($3.50 for a car) and was on my way. Got on West US 2 and took that a few miles and within a few minutes I was at Balsams! Pulled in near 10:35 am. Great timing. Got stuff carried in, talked with Bob, Sue, and met Christian. And, was promptly put to work... cleaning 2 cabins with Sue, then 2 motel rooms with Christian. Finding my way around and learning how to do things here. 3.5 hours later, hungry for lunch, we got Subway : ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon spent on the beach. Reading and sunning. Windy, refreshing... wrapped in my towel, the breeze was chilly. (mental note: bring a sweater to the beach next time.) Little waves splashing along the shore. wave runners. watching people have fun. Read more from Ann Voskamp's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One Thousand Gifts&lt;/span&gt;. Such an honest heart, she shares her thoughts and journey of life with you, the reader. Tired from waking early, so napped a little in the suns rays and under the comfort of my towel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the house I got my things moved in and settled in, made bed, hung clothes in closet, etc. Leftover sub for dinner and a cold one (pale ale) on the swing in the sun, breeze gently blowing. Sunglasses on, bright sun. In the mood for some chocolate chip cookies. Raids the kitchen for baking supplies... have everything except brown sugar and semi-sweet chocolate chips. Grocery store run to Glen's, just down the road a few miles. Beautiful setting sun on my way back... how is it that I get to see a lovely sunrise AND sunset, IN ONE DAY? Another sign that God is with me. Whipped up the ingredients, baked for just the right amount of time... and, now as I write... I have been enjoying warm goodness, with cold milk. Meanwhile, can see the last effects of the sunset over the water... just barely orangey. Mmm, thankful for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to dream-land, soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for more stories. night for now, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1145289639281772458?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1145289639281772458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1145289639281772458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-1-july-2.html' title='Day 1 - July 2'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3090028878952168931</id><published>2011-06-29T22:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T23:56:12.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>reading in bed...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I know I don't take time to recall things I am thankful for, cause I'm too busy thinking about the things I don't have or didn't get done today... there is SO much to be thankful for... each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm thankful to our Lord for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;2. reading in bed for a few hrs&lt;br /&gt;3. going for an afternoon run in the sun&lt;br /&gt;4. some hang out time with Promise&lt;br /&gt;5. pizza dinner with friends&lt;br /&gt;6. hot rooibos tea&lt;br /&gt;7. taking the dog (i'm dog-sitting this week) for a walk&lt;br /&gt;8. breath in my lungs&lt;br /&gt;9. NPR&lt;br /&gt;10. fireflies&lt;br /&gt;11. clean drinking water&lt;br /&gt;12. prayer time in bed this morning&lt;br /&gt;13. green plants to water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list could go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you thankful for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3090028878952168931?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3090028878952168931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3090028878952168931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/reading-in-bed.html' title='reading in bed...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2933386179895267713</id><published>2011-06-28T17:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T22:33:14.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sorrow.</title><content type='html'>"My attitude as a saint to sorrow and difficulty is not to ask that they may be prevented, but to ask that I may preserve the self God created me to be through every fire of sorrow. Our Lord received Himself in the fire of sorrow, He was saved not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the hour, but &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;out of &lt;/span&gt;the hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say that there ought to be no sorrow, but there &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; sorrow, and we have to receive ourselves in its fires."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--My Utmost For His Highest, Oswald Chambers, June 25th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2933386179895267713?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2933386179895267713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2933386179895267713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/sorrow.html' title='sorrow.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2422600947790124563</id><published>2011-06-10T12:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:56:31.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He makes my soul cheery.</title><content type='html'>"When the cares of my heart are many,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your consolations cheer my soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~psalm 94:19&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2422600947790124563?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2422600947790124563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2422600947790124563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/he-makes-my-soul-cheery.html' title='He makes my soul cheery.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4788346930817437311</id><published>2011-06-06T16:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:12:26.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we are dust...</title><content type='html'>For he knows our frame;&lt;br /&gt;he remembers that we are dust.&lt;br /&gt;-psalm 103:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful God understands where I'm coming from.&lt;br /&gt;He knows me better than I know myself.&lt;br /&gt;He knows I am weak; he knows all my downfalls.&lt;br /&gt;God knows I am small &amp; imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, He LOVES me just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4788346930817437311?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4788346930817437311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4788346930817437311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-are-dust.html' title='we are dust...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4330918230592930395</id><published>2011-06-06T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:07:11.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LGH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16548551?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/16548551"&gt;'Moving On' Official Trailer&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/lightgivesheat"&gt;Light Gives Heat&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&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/3205393916026336626-4330918230592930395?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4330918230592930395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4330918230592930395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/lgh.html' title='LGH.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1295218778089810522</id><published>2011-05-27T23:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T23:16:38.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>when the wind blows hard.</title><content type='html'>"Let us not be surprised when we have to face difficulties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows hard on a tree, the roots stretch and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow the stronger, Let it be so with us. Let us not be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weaklings, yielding to every wind that blows, but strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in spirit to resist." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Amy Carmichael&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1295218778089810522?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1295218778089810522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1295218778089810522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-wind-blows-hard.html' title='when the wind blows hard.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8707482581722367842</id><published>2011-05-26T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:17:25.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a piece of work.</title><content type='html'>"I am not what I ought to be. &lt;br /&gt;I am not what I want to be. &lt;br /&gt;I am not what I hope to be. &lt;br /&gt;But still, I am not what I used to be. &lt;br /&gt;And by the grace of God, I am what I am." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Newton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8707482581722367842?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8707482581722367842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8707482581722367842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-am-piece-of-work.html' title='I am a piece of work.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7333045618828677236</id><published>2011-05-26T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:25:58.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus has spoken. . .</title><content type='html'>"I have told you these things, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that in me you may have peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world you will have trouble. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But take heart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have overcome the world." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John 16:33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7333045618828677236?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7333045618828677236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7333045618828677236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesus-has-spoken.html' title='Jesus has spoken. . .'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6716689632415720378</id><published>2011-05-25T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:33:47.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what is happiness based on?</title><content type='html'>Never, in peace or war, commit your virtue or happiness to the future ~C.S. Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6716689632415720378?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6716689632415720378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6716689632415720378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-happiness-based-on.html' title='what is happiness based on?'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1324064528442905307</id><published>2011-05-25T00:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:38:27.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>secure upon my Rock.</title><content type='html'>You drew me up out of the BOG &amp;&lt;br /&gt;set my feet upon a ROCK, making&lt;br /&gt;my steps SECURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put a NEW song in my mouth,&lt;br /&gt;a PRAISE song to our God! &amp; many &lt;br /&gt;will see and fear &amp; place their &lt;br /&gt;TRUST in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, O Lord, have multiplied&lt;br /&gt;your WONDROUS deeds &amp; your &lt;br /&gt;thoughts toward us; NONE&lt;br /&gt;can compare with YOU! I will &lt;br /&gt;proclaim them, yet there are&lt;br /&gt;so many to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~psalm 40:1-3 &amp; 5 (paraphrased)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1324064528442905307?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1324064528442905307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1324064528442905307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/secure-upon-my-rock.html' title='secure upon my Rock.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6100589578584583704</id><published>2011-05-17T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:02:00.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>promise.</title><content type='html'>"God's way is perfect. ALL the Lord's promises prove TRUE. He is a SHIELD for ALL who look to Him for protection" {2 Sam. 22:31}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6100589578584583704?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6100589578584583704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6100589578584583704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/05/promise.html' title='promise.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2956518252904134914</id><published>2011-04-30T14:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T14:56:57.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did you decide to do...?</title><content type='html'>Why do I want to do nursing? I chose to do nursing because I love people and helping care for them. After I graduated high school I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. So I traveled down to South Africa and volunteered at an orphanage for six months where I cared for and loved on 60 babies. Many of them were sick with various illnesses periodically or had ongoing illness secondary to being HIV+. I loved the time I spent there and the work I was doing. I was 19 and this whole experience rocked my world. I’d thought about doing nursing, but it was through my time in Africa that was a big deciding factor. I have hopes of returning to Africa when I am an RN, either short term or long term to help at clinics, disaster relief, and more. I also would like to work in a hosp or clinic here in the States, maybe with Psych patients as I have a special place in my heart for the mentally ill population. Only God knows what life holds down the road in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also chose nursing because it is a profession that is really useful in many areas of life and it is versatile. I’d like to marry and have a family someday and knew I wanted a profession that is flexible. I can use my skills with my own children (someday) and work in numerous settings (clinic, hospital, home care, rehab, etc). It’s exciting to know there are so many areas I could potentially work in. In the future I’d like to consider pursuing a Masters degree to be a nurse midwife. I’m not in this for the money, but to be able to help people and to serve God through serving others and providing the best care possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is a profession that can be physically tiring and emotionally taxing, so it is important to maintain a balanced life. Even now I try to get good sleep, eat well, get out to run, etc. As a nurse I will face trauma, death, sorrow, pain. But there is also help, healing, and hope. I want to be there to offer hope to my patients and care for their whole person. I know I have a LOT to learn still, but I am on this journey and will continue to learn and develop who I am and how I can be an excellent nurse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//This was written for a school assignment, but I enjoyed thinking about this and writing it down, so I would like to share it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2956518252904134914?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2956518252904134914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2956518252904134914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-did-you-decide-to-do.html' title='Why did you decide to do...?'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7871472831085562383</id><published>2011-04-21T18:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:08:10.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on the discipline of solitude. . .</title><content type='html'>Settle yourself in solitude and you will come upon Him in yourself. --Teresa of Avila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Jesus calls us from loneliness to solitude. The fear of being left alone petrifies people. A new child in the neighborhood sobs to her mother, "No one ever plays with me." A college freshman yearns for his high school days when he was the center of attention: "Now, I'm a nobody." A business executive sits dejected in her office, powerful, yet alone. An old woman lies in a nursing home waiting to go "Home". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fear of being alone drives us to noise and crowds. We keep up a constant stream of words even if they are inane. We buy radios that strap to our wrists or fit over our ears so that, if no one else is around, at least we are not condemned to silence. T. S. Eliot analyzes our culture well when he writes, "Where shall the world be found, where will the word resound? Not here, there is not enough silence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But loneliness or clatter are not our only alternatives. We can cultivate an inner solitude and silence that sets us free from loneliness and fear. Loneliness is inner emptiness. Solitude is inner fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitude is more a state of mind and heart than it is a place. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Richard J. Foster, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Celebration of Discipline: The path to spiritual growth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7871472831085562383?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7871472831085562383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7871472831085562383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-discipline-of-solitude.html' title='on the discipline of solitude. . .'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1559922407859984302</id><published>2011-03-18T15:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T15:46:06.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STILL.</title><content type='html'>Be STILL, and know that I am God. //Psalm 46:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I sit still very long. Ever. It's hard to.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is often found running on overdrive much of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Not only my mind, but also my body. I am often busy...school, work, running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says, "Be still"... "know that I am God". He is my God. He is my Abba Father!&lt;br /&gt;How long do I take to sit and let those words soak into me... saturate my mind? &lt;br /&gt;Rarely do I sit &amp; BE STILL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, "being still" doesn't mean having to sit still, but having a mind that is "still", a mind that is resting, truly resting, in God. And a heart too, that is resting in Him. His power, his love, his peace, his wisdom, &amp; his companionship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to REST in YOU. In who you are... I want to be still before you, even amidst my busyness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1559922407859984302?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1559922407859984302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1559922407859984302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/03/still.html' title='STILL.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4510854456163901540</id><published>2011-03-08T15:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T23:22:26.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>23 things...</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by one of my sisters to make a list of things to do during this year of life. I'm 23. So, my list is 23 things to do while I'm 23. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. own a car --&gt; 2/7/11 i owned nelly!&lt;br /&gt;2. go back to Africa&lt;br /&gt;3. visit my new Niece (&amp; family) in Virginia --&gt; road trip 4/8-4/12&lt;br /&gt;4. run a marathon --&gt; trail marathon in 5:31 on may 1st!&lt;br /&gt;5. go snowmobiling --&gt; 2/26 at the Reebs cottage&lt;br /&gt;6. go hiking in the U.P. (Michigan) --&gt; Hiawatha nat'l forest hikes, cut river gorge, black river trail!&lt;br /&gt;7. learn to drive a stick-shift&lt;br /&gt;8. get my nose pierced (with a little hoop)&lt;br /&gt;9. finish my first year of nursing school --&gt; 5/5/11 finished finals&lt;br /&gt;10. start my second year of nursing school&lt;br /&gt;11. take a road trip in my car (nelly) --&gt; 5/28-6/3 road trip to Chattanooga, TN &amp; 8/13-8/17 road trip home through WI, IL, IN to get back to MI&lt;br /&gt;12. go camping at a MI state park --&gt; 6/10-6/12 went camping in Muskegon with OPC college group&lt;br /&gt;13. get dreads (?!)&lt;br /&gt;14. spend a day on Mackinac Island (bike around it) --&gt; july 26, 2011 spent the day and biked around, all 8 miles!&lt;br /&gt;15. go skydiving or parasailing&lt;br /&gt;16. share the Love of Christ with someone --&gt; at balsams&lt;br /&gt;17. run the "freep" with Jess (registered for it!) --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. continue working through heartaches and let the balm of Jesus heal me&lt;br /&gt;19. get a tattoo (?)&lt;br /&gt;20. go 23 days w/o washing my hair&lt;br /&gt;21. spend a day in silence&lt;br /&gt;22. fast &amp; pray&lt;br /&gt;23. get a job in hospital / nursing home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4510854456163901540?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4510854456163901540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4510854456163901540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/03/23-things.html' title='23 things...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1433633953732138799</id><published>2011-03-01T20:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:27:15.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C.G.W.</title><content type='html'>Charis, you are a close companion,&lt;br /&gt;you are a great cook, you are a woman of character,&lt;br /&gt;you are caring toward others and you are concerned for what is right,&lt;br /&gt;Charis, you are creative and contentedly cheerful,&lt;br /&gt;You are careful about big decisions you make,&lt;br /&gt;but you are also carefree at times.&lt;br /&gt;Charis you love chocolate, and enjoy a good cuppa coffee.&lt;br /&gt;You are compassionate and courageous,&lt;br /&gt;You love children and will be a wonderful mom someday.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout your life, you have always taken time to carefully consider&lt;br /&gt;God's calling on your life. Charis you have chosen to set your heart&lt;br /&gt;on Christ and have chosen to follow Him first and foremost.&lt;br /&gt;Charis, you are God's child, carefully created by His power, God loves you&lt;br /&gt;and has crafted a unique plan for your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg, you are a great guy, a true man of God,&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to welcome you into our family.&lt;br /&gt;As I've gotten to know you I have observed that you are goofy,&lt;br /&gt;you are genuine, and you give gladly to others.&lt;br /&gt;Greg, you are generous, with your time and resources.&lt;br /&gt;You are growing each day, growing into who God has made you to be.&lt;br /&gt;Greg, I see how you seek God's guidance in each decision you make&lt;br /&gt;and how you desire to give God the glory in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, with you both clothed in white, as I and me, turns to we,&lt;br /&gt;I have some blessings for the new Mr &amp; Mrs Weigler!&lt;br /&gt;To you both, I pray you will always welcome whoever and whatever God sends&lt;br /&gt;into your life. May you, together, be winsome and wise in what you do.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will allow God to weave your lives together, as He guides your way in this world. May God bless your work, heal your wounds, and may you feel His comfort in seasons of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;Rise up on eagle's wings and soar, as you wait on the Lord and walk each day, hand in hand, worshiping Him.&lt;br /&gt;Love is winning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1433633953732138799?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1433633953732138799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1433633953732138799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2011/03/cgw.html' title='C.G.W.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6194888121843841158</id><published>2010-11-30T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:23:42.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mumblejumble.</title><content type='html'>inside my head, is just a big mess of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;i have not a clue about how to get it all out.&lt;br /&gt;but i will make an attempt here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been feeling blah about my walk with Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know i love Him, but i've felt much like&lt;br /&gt;i;m going through the motions more then really living it out.&lt;br /&gt;my mind and body have been moving in my walk with Him,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart has been elsewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to love Jesus and live for Him is different then &lt;br /&gt;really loving Him and living for Him. &lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated because I want to want to live for him, but&lt;br /&gt;is going through the motions really living for him?&lt;br /&gt;If it's not authentic and genuine then what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so broken. i am broken before God. I am his piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dear friend reminded me tonight that God loves.&lt;br /&gt;even in my brokenness - God still loves me and thinks I'm beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;HE LOVES ME NO MATTER WHAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, for now i'm trying to let that resonate and sink in my mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go through the motions anymore. &lt;br /&gt;i want this walk with Jesus to be genuine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop trying to pull myself together&lt;br /&gt;or place blame or shame on myself when I think I should share&lt;br /&gt;the gospel and don't or when i feel like i'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;i want to stop putting so much pressure on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to bask and rest in God's great love for me.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, pursue my heart. I need you.&lt;br /&gt;in due time, I will feel compelled to share Christ with genuineness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Lord Jesus, come quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&amp;joy, Cil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. tomorrow is my 23rd birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing old gracefully ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6194888121843841158?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6194888121843841158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6194888121843841158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/11/mumblejumble.html' title='mumblejumble.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2991409447047369823</id><published>2010-10-16T21:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:42:01.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>little visits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/photos/NNYK4fp0SM" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/TLpUODfEjTI/AAAAAAAABbo/rabiwNJyIHM/s512/IMG_6530.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is thankful when I ponder my times with my life-long friend Hannah. She's a dear sister in Christ and has been a friend and support to me since I was 5 yrs old. this year we both turn 23! i love her. alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2991409447047369823?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2991409447047369823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2991409447047369823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/little-visits_5749.html' title='little visits.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/TLpUODfEjTI/AAAAAAAABbo/rabiwNJyIHM/s72-c/IMG_6530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5130317072226629923</id><published>2010-10-16T21:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:25:33.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a pinch of courage</title><content type='html'>“Courage, dear friend” encourages Charles Spurgeon, “The Lord, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever-merciful, has appointed every moment of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrow and pang of suffering.  If He ordains the number &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten, it can never rise to eleven, nor should you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desire that it shrink to nine” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(emphasis added).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//found this quote on girltalk blog: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.girltalkhome.com/blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a blessed evening! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&amp;joy, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5130317072226629923?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.girltalkhome.com/blog' title='a pinch of courage'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5130317072226629923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5130317072226629923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/pinch-of-courage.html' title='a pinch of courage'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7524843790859646504</id><published>2010-10-12T20:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:41:29.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello God.</title><content type='html'>Dear Abba Father, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need Your help.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling weak right now.&lt;br /&gt;alone, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i am in this storm &amp; need Your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, i'm confused about what you're doing &amp; how You're in the midst&lt;br /&gt;of this (what I see as a mess!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Ezekial 14:14 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I know You're for me, not against me.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're over me and all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord. &lt;br /&gt;even in this... storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//peace, cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7524843790859646504?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7524843790859646504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7524843790859646504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-god.html' title='hello God.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5013082559584231565</id><published>2010-09-29T14:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T14:24:39.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>day by day by day.</title><content type='html'>Life is a precious gift they say.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it doesn't always seem that way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like when grandma dies.&lt;br /&gt;When you have a miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;Or when your husband loses his job.&lt;br /&gt;Or when your little sister hurts so much and doesn't even know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is lived in the present, not in the past or future.&lt;br /&gt;Only in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live day by day by day by day.&lt;br /&gt;One day at a time, moment by moment. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes days drag on &amp; on.&lt;br /&gt;Others we wish would last forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I wake up in the morning I am greeted by a weight of worry or anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;This is when I'm trying to live in my own strength.&lt;br /&gt;Other times I rise with my hand in His.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in my Savior, relying on His strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I go through life, day by day,&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded to rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;Place my hand in His and begin taking another step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came to give us an ABUNDANT LIFE! //John 10:10&lt;br /&gt;So we can rise each day, though very HARD at times,&lt;br /&gt;and have a peace which passes ALL understanding (even when our world&lt;br /&gt;seems like the bottom is falling out)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//The following quote is a good reminder about how we can serve our Father even in doing the smallest tasks in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tend to think of serving God in terms of grand, heroic acts -- but serving Him daily, in all the everyday and trivial events of my life, actually requires far more discipline and commitment. Something as ordinary as doing the laundry or cleaning a bathroom can lead my heart to God, so long as I offer everything I do up to Him." -Elizabeth Prentiss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//love&amp;peace to you through Him, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5013082559584231565?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5013082559584231565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5013082559584231565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-by-day-by-day.html' title='day by day by day.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4862175298957093094</id><published>2010-08-28T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:36:27.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TLC 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/photos/0ig0" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right;margin-bottom:1em;margin-left:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/THnPKU59VNI/AAAAAAAABaw/xly9ESRuh-s/s512/IMG_4020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the memories that flood my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4862175298957093094?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4862175298957093094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4862175298957093094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/tlc-2007.html' title='TLC 2007'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/THnPKU59VNI/AAAAAAAABaw/xly9ESRuh-s/s72-c/IMG_4020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7966412855994674260</id><published>2010-08-21T21:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:15:31.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>trip with my sister.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/THB3g3YS5dI/AAAAAAAABaE/lB_MwnQB3zA/s1600/IMG_6691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/THB3g3YS5dI/AAAAAAAABaE/lB_MwnQB3zA/s400/IMG_6691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508033750779487698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Florida for the first time back in June. My little sister PJ and I went with a bunch of our relatives on the Jones side. What a good week we had. Lots of delicious food. Many walks &amp; bike rides on the trails. Fun movie nights with the cousins. Morning sunrise. Coffee on the porch. Swimming every day at the pool &amp; the beach. To the town of Seaside for breakfast outing. Time with God. I'm thankful for the week we spent there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is PJ and I the last day at the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 116:12 // How can I repay the LORD for all his goodness to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7966412855994674260?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7966412855994674260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7966412855994674260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/trip-with-my-sister.html' title='trip with my sister.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/THB3g3YS5dI/AAAAAAAABaE/lB_MwnQB3zA/s72-c/IMG_6691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6108243760729427486</id><published>2010-08-21T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:02:19.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rolling questions.</title><content type='html'>Life keeps on rolling&lt;br /&gt;whether I like it or not&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;i do&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;i do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that feeling you get&lt;br /&gt;when something/one&lt;br /&gt;in your life&lt;br /&gt;is hurting&lt;br /&gt;and your heart&lt;br /&gt;aches&lt;br /&gt;for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart&lt;br /&gt;hurts&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;for many&lt;br /&gt;different&lt;br /&gt;reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much to it&lt;br /&gt;so many intricate&lt;br /&gt;parts&lt;br /&gt;and passages&lt;br /&gt;so many areas of life&lt;br /&gt;effect&lt;br /&gt;our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart&lt;br /&gt;aches&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;and you don't even seem to&lt;br /&gt;understand&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you just ignore&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;but i will not give up&lt;br /&gt;on you&lt;br /&gt;you are&lt;br /&gt;just way&lt;br /&gt;too&lt;br /&gt;precious&lt;br /&gt;to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you&lt;br /&gt;and cry&lt;br /&gt;for you&lt;br /&gt;and wonder&lt;br /&gt;what is&lt;br /&gt;HE doing&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get&lt;br /&gt;so upset&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;i want to know&lt;br /&gt;why this is happening&lt;br /&gt;to you&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worry and fear&lt;br /&gt;are not strangers&lt;br /&gt;to me&lt;br /&gt;though I wish&lt;br /&gt;they were&lt;br /&gt;and I&lt;br /&gt;would not be bothered by them&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, even though&lt;br /&gt;this present circumstance&lt;br /&gt;does not make&lt;br /&gt;sense to me&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW you hold&lt;br /&gt;all things together&lt;br /&gt;somehow, someway&lt;br /&gt;this makes sense to&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to&lt;br /&gt;grant us hope&lt;br /&gt;Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6108243760729427486?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6108243760729427486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6108243760729427486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/rolling-questions.html' title='rolling questions.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1094415974958858791</id><published>2010-07-07T23:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:28:17.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Never Fails.</title><content type='html'>Love is not proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love matters the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will not cease at the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the Arms that are holding you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//thank you Lord for YOUR LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1094415974958858791?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nQy-aP_Koo' title='Love Never Fails.'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nQy-aP_Koo' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1094415974958858791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1094415974958858791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-never-fails.html' title='Love Never Fails.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-913117377948568495</id><published>2010-04-19T12:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:30:46.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sh'ma!</title><content type='html'>Sh'ma Yisael!&lt;br /&gt;Adonai Eloheinu, Adonai echad&lt;br /&gt;Vey'havta et Adonai Elo'hecha&lt;br /&gt;Be'chol lava'cha&lt;br /&gt;Uve'chol nav'shacha&lt;br /&gt;Uve'chol meyo'dacha&lt;br /&gt;Vey'havta rayacha kamocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear O Israel!&lt;br /&gt;The Lord our God the Lord is one.&lt;br /&gt;Love the Lord your God with all of your heart,&lt;br /&gt;with all of your soul,&lt;br /&gt;with all of your strength.&lt;br /&gt;Love you neighbor as yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Here at FLI we recite this as a class every Monday morning. It is awesome to know it now by heart. I want to always hide His Truth in my heart and live it out daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-913117377948568495?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/913117377948568495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/913117377948568495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/shma.html' title='The Sh&apos;ma!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1259560298519584202</id><published>2010-03-23T02:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T02:40:53.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden of the Gods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S6hgZpj2gZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wwHCjs6WZQc/s1600-h/Priscilla-FLI-Mar+21+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S6hgZpj2gZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wwHCjs6WZQc/s320/Priscilla-FLI-Mar+21+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451713342701207954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 19.&lt;br /&gt;"The heavens declare the glory of God,&lt;br /&gt;and the sky proclaims his handiwork.&lt;br /&gt;Day to day pours out speech,&lt;br /&gt;and night to night reveals knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;There is no speech, &lt;br /&gt;nor are their words,&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is not heard..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1259560298519584202?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1259560298519584202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1259560298519584202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/garden-of-gods.html' title='Garden of the Gods'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S6hgZpj2gZI/AAAAAAAABZ4/wwHCjs6WZQc/s72-c/Priscilla-FLI-Mar+21+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5033957549218472310</id><published>2010-03-03T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:23:00.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hupotasso - Submit</title><content type='html'>EVERY MORNING we need to wake up and ask ourselves:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to choose to become &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more SELFISH or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more CHRIST-LIKE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//We must continually submit ourselves to Christ, let Him have His way in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I want to LOVE as Christ loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND when I get married...&lt;br /&gt;I want to love for better or for worse, in sickness and in health. FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Submit to one another out of reverance for Christ." Ephesians 5:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The spirit-filled Christian is a submissive Christian." -Charles Swindoll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5033957549218472310?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5033957549218472310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5033957549218472310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/hupotasso-submit.html' title='Hupotasso - Submit'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6583096096934904350</id><published>2010-03-03T15:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:15:09.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AGAPE LOVE</title><content type='html'>Agape Love - 5 aspects of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Unconditional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Expects nothing in return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Is an act of the will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Meets a need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Costs you something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help me to have more agape love in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6583096096934904350?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6583096096934904350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6583096096934904350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/agape-love.html' title='AGAPE LOVE'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6408719674100243447</id><published>2010-03-03T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:10:26.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool video of the FLI guys!</title><content type='html'>This was shown to us on Valentine's Day after the Evening of Elegance dinner the guys prepared for us. They're so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, you're awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6408719674100243447?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agM-TJVLk-Y' title='Cool video of the FLI guys!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agM-TJVLk-Y' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6408719674100243447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6408719674100243447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/cool-video-of-fli-guys.html' title='Cool video of the FLI guys!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3538442666161852693</id><published>2010-02-19T15:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:07:30.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News from the Springs!</title><content type='html'>Salutations from Colorado Springs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month has passed already since I arrived here in the Springs. The past few&lt;br /&gt;weeks have been FULL of many new experiences and meeting/getting to know &lt;br /&gt;the 53 other students and the staff. The first week was time for&lt;br /&gt;orientation and that weekend we all went on a retreat up in the&lt;br /&gt;mountains to Horn Creek where we spent time doing team-building&lt;br /&gt;activities, playing games, and really just spending time getting to&lt;br /&gt;know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan 25th we began our first week of classes. We have 4 classes and&lt;br /&gt;they each meet one day a week. Our classes are: Christian Worldview&lt;br /&gt;Studies on Mondays, Marriage &amp; Family Studies on Tuesdays, Family,&lt;br /&gt;Church, &amp; Society on Wednesdays, and Gender &amp; Leadership Studies on&lt;br /&gt;Thursdays. We have reading assignments for each class and it usually&lt;br /&gt;averages out to reading 60 - 140 pages a night! So, needless to say we&lt;br /&gt;have a lot of information being thrown at us at once. Someone said&lt;br /&gt;it's like trying to take a sip of water from a fire hydrant! And it&lt;br /&gt;truly is. I think all of this great information will take years to&lt;br /&gt;sink into my mind. :) We also each have an internship where we spend&lt;br /&gt;about 8-10 hrs/week. Mine is downtown Colorado Springs at a ministry&lt;br /&gt;to homeless &amp; unemployed folks. I ride down there with Laura (another&lt;br /&gt;student here) Mon - Thurs afternoons until 3pm. My tasks have been to&lt;br /&gt;work at the front counter where clients come in. I greet them and ask&lt;br /&gt;what help they need and then I look up their file on the computer or&lt;br /&gt;create a new file if they're a new client. We help them with food,&lt;br /&gt;clothing, meds, rent/utility assistance, help finding jobs, and budget&lt;br /&gt;classes, etc. I have also been working with the nurse a couple days&lt;br /&gt;and have been able to sit in with her when she meets with clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weekends I have gone on some really beautiful hiking trips,&lt;br /&gt;bike rides through the city, and other little excursions. A lot of&lt;br /&gt;times there is an apartment having a movie night or game night. One&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night recently one of the apartments hosted a coffee&lt;br /&gt;house/concert night where two students played/sang some songs they had&lt;br /&gt;both written. On Valentine's Day the young men planned a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;evening of elegance with dinner, dessert, and entertainment. There is&lt;br /&gt;rarely a lack of fun things to do around here! I am thankful for the&lt;br /&gt;community I can be a part of, it has been a really neat aspect of my&lt;br /&gt;time here. And I love my 3 roommates! Janelle is in a room with me and&lt;br /&gt;then Kayla &amp; Haleigh share the other room. They are all from the South&lt;br /&gt;so that has been a bit of culture shock in some ways, but we all get&lt;br /&gt;along well and have had so much fun together! I am learning how to&lt;br /&gt;rely on the people around me and not be afraid to really "spill my&lt;br /&gt;beans", be vulnerable, and experience authentic community. We often&lt;br /&gt;host another apartment for dinner on Wednesday nights or for&lt;br /&gt;breakfast... or hot cocoa at 11:30pm after a great big snowball fight!&lt;br /&gt;Our apartment has kind of become a common hang out spot for many of&lt;br /&gt;the students. By the way, the mountains are BREATHTAKINGLY AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers and for taking the time to read this long&lt;br /&gt;little update. AND, thank you to all of you who have supported me in&lt;br /&gt;coming here (you know who you are!), I could not be in this amazing&lt;br /&gt;place without your help. Before I go I wanted to share some bible&lt;br /&gt;passages with y'all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray&lt;br /&gt;and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear&lt;br /&gt;from heaven and forgive their sin&lt;br /&gt;and heal their land." 2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a&lt;br /&gt;people for His own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies&lt;br /&gt;of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light. Once&lt;br /&gt;you were not a people, but now you are God's people; once you had not&lt;br /&gt;received mercy, but now you have received mercy." 1 Peter 2:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; Love, Cilla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3538442666161852693?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3538442666161852693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3538442666161852693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/news-from-springs.html' title='News from the Springs!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8699930946375694011</id><published>2010-01-27T01:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:20:46.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm out in Colorado!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S1_Z1tMHzmI/AAAAAAAABZw/25GGLzTgQM4/s1600-h/FLI+ladies+at+horncreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S1_Z1tMHzmI/AAAAAAAABZw/25GGLzTgQM4/s400/FLI+ladies+at+horncreek.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431299192318840418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lovely lassies of FLI Spring 2010 Semester @ Horn Creek Retreat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8699930946375694011?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8699930946375694011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8699930946375694011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-out-in-colorado.html' title='I&apos;m out in Colorado!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/S1_Z1tMHzmI/AAAAAAAABZw/25GGLzTgQM4/s72-c/FLI+ladies+at+horncreek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3758476141184151244</id><published>2010-01-01T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:28:36.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Is Now</title><content type='html'>This is a beautiful worship song by Phil Wickham with great lyrics and amazing musical talent. It speaks of the need to decide, to make a choice and prepare for the battle we are in as Christians... The time is now for lifting souls, the time is now to take a stand, it's time to place our heart in better Hands... we need to let light and love come rushing through the door! &lt;br /&gt;//Click on the link and ENJOY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3758476141184151244?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFarUed5H3c&amp;NR=1' title='The Time Is Now'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFarUed5H3c&amp;NR=1' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3758476141184151244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3758476141184151244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-is-now.html' title='The Time Is Now'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2941647317905414113</id><published>2010-01-01T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:19:09.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>10 Resolutions for 2010:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Read my bible in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend time in prayer each morning &amp; throughout the day. Be more faithful in praying for my family, relatives, friends, missionaries, co-workers, and others God lays on my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Seek out opportunities to encourage the people in my life. Build up, don't tear down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Use my musical talent for God's glory, share my violin-playing abilities in new ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Wait on God each day. Don't worry as much. "Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try new things: skiing, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Revel in who God has created me to be. Don't try to be someone else. There is only one me and I can glorify God most when I am who he wants me to be and use the gifts and talents he has blessed me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Trust God's will as Mike and I continue to get to know each other and date (with a purpose). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Spend time with Promise regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Choose Joy in the Lord each day in 2010! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:4-7&lt;br /&gt;"One thing I ask of the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;       this is what I seek:&lt;br /&gt;       that I may dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;       to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       and to seek him in his temple.&lt;br /&gt;For in the day of trouble&lt;br /&gt;       he will keep me safe in his dwelling;&lt;br /&gt;       he will hide me in the shelter of his tabernacle&lt;br /&gt;       and set me high upon a rock.&lt;br /&gt;Then my head will be exalted&lt;br /&gt;       above the enemies who surround me;&lt;br /&gt;       at his tabernacle will I sacrifice with shouts of joy;&lt;br /&gt;       I will sing and make music to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;Hear my voice when I call, O LORD;&lt;br /&gt;       be merciful to me and answer me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2941647317905414113?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2941647317905414113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2941647317905414113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-208170831084256075</id><published>2009-12-29T01:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:59:33.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Christmas morning my family and I. for the past four years, wake up around 5am and head to Life Challenge. When we arrive we meet up with a few other families and we begin preparing a big Christmas breakfast for the men &amp; women who are in the program at LC. We cook eggs, hash browns, french toast, and there's always yummy cookies too. When they come in to eat at about 8 we serve them and spend time with them. My older sister Charis and I played music for them to listen to and singalong to as well. After we finished eating and cleaned up we moved over to the little chapel (attached to the dining hall) and played, sang, &amp; worshiped our Savior and Lord in song... Many of the students there got out their guitars, drums, saxophone, etc. and we jammed together for almost 2 hrs. It was a truly joyous time as we raised our hands and praised God, our Maker!&lt;br /&gt;Following are a few photos from the morning: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmYFPnq-I/AAAAAAAABZo/aqcmYyRtBXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmYFPnq-I/AAAAAAAABZo/aqcmYyRtBXQ/s320/IMG_3196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420546559171865570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmX3cRQoI/AAAAAAAABZg/Sv54DYd1SFg/s1600-h/IMG_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmX3cRQoI/AAAAAAAABZg/Sv54DYd1SFg/s320/IMG_3209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420546555466826370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmXbH1F-I/AAAAAAAABZY/HDPQabkbcS0/s1600-h/IMG_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmXbH1F-I/AAAAAAAABZY/HDPQabkbcS0/s320/IMG_3213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420546547864901602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel SOOO blessed to have this opportunity each year on Christmas. Thanks LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-208170831084256075?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/208170831084256075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/208170831084256075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-morning-my-family-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzmmYFPnq-I/AAAAAAAABZo/aqcmYyRtBXQ/s72-c/IMG_3196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7703670294682245843</id><published>2009-12-24T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:34:17.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQjJEGZEVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/rZGa9Ngvwfc/s1600-h/IMG_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQjJEGZEVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/rZGa9Ngvwfc/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418994890259894610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October Mike and I were kind of set up through a family from my church. We met on the first Sunday of October. He took me a Tigers baseball game and to lunch at a Mexican place downtown. We talked later that week and began seeing each other quite regularly after that. A few weeks ago we talked about where we're at and decided to officially begin a relationship. So, we are getting to know each other more and praying for God to guide our steps as we move forward. This photo was taken a couple weeks ago when he took me out for my 22nd birthday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7703670294682245843?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7703670294682245843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7703670294682245843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-october-mike-and-i-were-kind-of-set.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQjJEGZEVI/AAAAAAAABZQ/rZGa9Ngvwfc/s72-c/IMG_3155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4689753118730440456</id><published>2009-12-24T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:26:15.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week we had our church youth group over for a Christmas party! We enjoyed a delicious potluck meal, had fun with a white-elephant gift exchange, and we went caroling in the neighborhood. Here are some photos of us :) I have been helping lead the group for the past couple years and have thoroughly enjoyed spending time getting to know all of the youth and planning fun activities for them. I will miss them, and my small group girls, when I go to Colorado next semester.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQhmRCGXNI/AAAAAAAABZI/wULOGOQaXbQ/s1600-h/IMG_3166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQhmRCGXNI/AAAAAAAABZI/wULOGOQaXbQ/s320/IMG_3166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418993192924503250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQhl16fDDI/AAAAAAAABZA/aVOlOC6D_p4/s1600-h/IMG_3162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQhl16fDDI/AAAAAAAABZA/aVOlOC6D_p4/s320/IMG_3162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418993185644809266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4689753118730440456?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4689753118730440456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4689753118730440456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-week-we-had-our-church-youth-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SzQhmRCGXNI/AAAAAAAABZI/wULOGOQaXbQ/s72-c/IMG_3166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8403315975398295686</id><published>2009-12-24T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T21:16:35.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I sit here Christmas Eve and think about the past year and past Christmases... so many memories fill my mind. I think about the time when we were little and the car broke down on the way to Grandpa &amp; Grandma Jones' house. And the days when we would celebrate Christmas Day at Opa &amp; Oma's with the French cousins. I also remember playing Christmas carols with Mrs. Reiter and 35 other violin students on Christmas Eve at Sacred Heart and Brady First Pres. I remember coming upstairs to the tree on Christmas morning and seeing what gifts there were. We would read the story of Jesus' birth from Luke 2. Dad would make the best breakfast of Sausage Souffle. We would go around the room youngest to oldest or in order of birthday months and take turns opening gifts. It was always a joyous time together. Four years ago we began getting up really early on Christmas morning to go cook &amp; serve breakfast at Life Challenge (a nearby Bible-based ministry to men and women recovering/overcoming drug addictions of various kinds). We also play songs for them to singalong with. It is a blessing to them and to us as well to be able to share Christmas Day with these men and women. So, as I reminisce on Christmases past... I also think about how much life has changed in the past several years, even this past year. We will continue to grow and change as each year passes. Life is often very different then we might expect or plan for. I know that God is in control of my life and He has a beautiful plan that is unfolding daily. I am sometimes surprised by what a day brings. I am so thankful God is Lord of my life and I can entrust my life and all of my days to Him and His will. I know His will is perfect, and living in that reality gives me peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! With love, Priscilla &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger." -Luke 2:10-12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8403315975398295686?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8403315975398295686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8403315975398295686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-i-sit-here-christmas-eve-and-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1617328028702806661</id><published>2009-12-16T17:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:55:44.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SylksMN9j-I/AAAAAAAABY4/fuWob62MHrQ/s1600-h/IMG_3108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SylksMN9j-I/AAAAAAAABY4/fuWob62MHrQ/s320/IMG_3108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415970737246539746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God;&lt;br /&gt;       I will be exalted among the nations,&lt;br /&gt;       I will be exalted in the earth."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46:10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1617328028702806661?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1617328028702806661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1617328028702806661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SylksMN9j-I/AAAAAAAABY4/fuWob62MHrQ/s72-c/IMG_3108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7898253998170811656</id><published>2009-12-16T17:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:50:05.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyljV_7gcII/AAAAAAAABYw/lFYY-2s2yl4/s1600-h/IMG_3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyljV_7gcII/AAAAAAAABYw/lFYY-2s2yl4/s320/IMG_3097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415969256479158402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Priscila took me to out for breakfast at Coney Island for my 22nd birthday. She's a huge blessing in my life!&lt;br /&gt;Love you Pris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7898253998170811656?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7898253998170811656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7898253998170811656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-dear-friend-priscila-took-me-to-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyljV_7gcII/AAAAAAAABYw/lFYY-2s2yl4/s72-c/IMG_3097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4781950367619635176</id><published>2009-12-16T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:41:14.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next 2010.</title><content type='html'>Check out Joshua Harris's upcoming Next conference in May 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4781950367619635176?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ske9rKD19AQ&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;utm_source=Next&amp;utm_campaign=b881479a41-Next_Update_2009_10_27&amp;utm_medium=email' title='Next 2010.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4781950367619635176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4781950367619635176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/next-2010.html' title='Next 2010.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5689163601449799536</id><published>2009-12-13T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:39:43.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty One who will save;&lt;br /&gt;He will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by His love; he will exult over you with loud singing." --Zephaniah 3:17 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice. Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus." --Philippians 4:4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the Son of Man came to seek and save the lost." --Luke 19:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take care lest you forget the LORD your God by not keeping his commandments and his rules and his statutes, which I command you today..." --Deuteronomy 8:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For you are a people holy to the LORD your God. The LORD your God has chosen you to be a people for his treasured possession, out of all the peoples who are on the face of the earth. It was not because you were more in number than any other people that the LORD set his love on you and chose you, for you were the fewest of all peoples, but it is because the LORD loves you and is keeping the oath that he swore to your fathers, that the LORD has brought you out with a mighty hand and redeemed you from the house of slavery, from the hand of Pharaoh king of Egypt." --Deuteronomy 7:6-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from God... //Deuteronomy 8:3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5689163601449799536?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5689163601449799536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5689163601449799536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/lord-your-god-is-in-your-midst-mighty.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5510620644532874057</id><published>2009-11-27T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:19:44.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>be thankful. 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Psalm 69:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I will praise the name of God with a song; I will magnify him with thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Psalm 100:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Enter His gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise! Give thanks to him; bless his name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Psalm 147:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as my family and I shared our thanksgiving feast and spent the day together, I was thinking about so many things. I was reminded of the MANY blessings in my life and the many things I have to be thankful for. God, in His sweet mercy, as granted me forgiveness from my sins and brought me to Himself. Through Christ's death and resurrection I have been made new. Indeed, I am a NEW creation. So, that is the the pinnacle of what I am thankful for. . . and there are hundreds of other things as well. . .&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;dear friends&lt;br /&gt;blue skies&lt;br /&gt;the color green&lt;br /&gt;TOMS shoes&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;apples&lt;br /&gt;cake&lt;br /&gt;teachers&lt;br /&gt;my violin&lt;br /&gt;my Dad &amp;amp; Mom&lt;br /&gt;God's Holy Word&lt;br /&gt;church (ohcc)&lt;br /&gt;HKW&lt;br /&gt;my 3 sisters&lt;br /&gt;my big brother&lt;br /&gt;Africa&lt;br /&gt;the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;tents&lt;br /&gt;forgiveness through Christ&lt;br /&gt;Nona st.&lt;br /&gt;my community&lt;br /&gt;libraries&lt;br /&gt;paper&lt;br /&gt;pens&lt;br /&gt;phones&lt;br /&gt;warm blankets&lt;br /&gt;snow&lt;br /&gt;the beach&lt;br /&gt;sand&lt;br /&gt;mountains&lt;br /&gt;rooibos tea&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;running&lt;br /&gt;walking&lt;br /&gt;climbing&lt;br /&gt;good health&lt;br /&gt;my sister-in-law&lt;br /&gt;the radio&lt;br /&gt;working hard&lt;br /&gt;films&lt;br /&gt;my brother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;photography&lt;br /&gt;big cities&lt;br /&gt;living life&lt;br /&gt;farmland&lt;br /&gt;brainstorming&lt;br /&gt;the Gospel&lt;br /&gt;JOY&lt;br /&gt;my jobs&lt;br /&gt;exploring&lt;br /&gt;homemaking&lt;br /&gt;volunteering&lt;br /&gt;God's mercy&lt;br /&gt;soldiers&lt;br /&gt;traveling&lt;br /&gt;pilots&lt;br /&gt;doctors&lt;br /&gt;nurses&lt;br /&gt;books&lt;br /&gt;hearing&lt;br /&gt;sight&lt;br /&gt;colors&lt;br /&gt;goals&lt;br /&gt;cooking&lt;br /&gt;life dreams&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;bicycles&lt;br /&gt;baking&lt;br /&gt;banana bread&lt;br /&gt;dirt&lt;br /&gt;challenges&lt;br /&gt;rain&lt;br /&gt;learning&lt;br /&gt;thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;rainbows&lt;br /&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents&lt;br /&gt;camp&lt;br /&gt;S.clapham&lt;br /&gt;ASW&lt;br /&gt;cousins&lt;br /&gt;aunts&lt;br /&gt;uncles&lt;br /&gt;vehicles&lt;br /&gt;sunrise&lt;br /&gt;autumn&lt;br /&gt;stars&lt;br /&gt;boat rides&lt;br /&gt;hot showers&lt;br /&gt;the wind&lt;br /&gt;mountain tops&lt;br /&gt;solitude&lt;br /&gt;silence&lt;br /&gt;laughter&lt;br /&gt;the Truth&lt;br /&gt;freedom&lt;br /&gt;smiles&lt;br /&gt;heaven&lt;br /&gt;a fresh start&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;the list could continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about what you're thankful for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5510620644532874057?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5510620644532874057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5510620644532874057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/be-thankful-2009.html' title='be thankful. 2009.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3670347370534282611</id><published>2009-10-28T00:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:59:36.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPW1GsMoI/AAAAAAAABPc/H_jjRXkRUbE/s1600-h/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPW1GsMoI/AAAAAAAABPc/H_jjRXkRUbE/s320/IMG_2977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397510669546041986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had the priviledge of taking Cheyne's senior pictures. Cheyne is a gal from my church who is in 12th grade this year and asked me to be her photographer... I was honored and excited to be asked! We went to the Henry Ford Estate last Sunday... it was a beautiful Autumn day, perfect weather for a photoshoot &amp;amp; and the colors on the trees were lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Here are just a few of the photos we got... Enjoy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPWYP47JI/AAAAAAAABPU/6nL0XurMXOY/s1600-h/IMG_2961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPWYP47JI/AAAAAAAABPU/6nL0XurMXOY/s320/IMG_2961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397510661799996562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPV92kScI/AAAAAAAABPM/IRp8LWqqF4I/s1600-h/IMG_2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPV92kScI/AAAAAAAABPM/IRp8LWqqF4I/s320/IMG_2950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397510654714464706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPVlf3q8I/AAAAAAAABPE/JMvVa_2kFho/s1600-h/IMG_2922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPVlf3q8I/AAAAAAAABPE/JMvVa_2kFho/s320/IMG_2922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397510648176815042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPVe4JVdI/AAAAAAAABO8/DYKqotLwYzI/s1600-h/IMG_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPVe4JVdI/AAAAAAAABO8/DYKqotLwYzI/s320/IMG_2918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397510646399587794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3670347370534282611?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3670347370534282611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3670347370534282611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoshoot.html' title='Photoshoot!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SufPW1GsMoI/AAAAAAAABPc/H_jjRXkRUbE/s72-c/IMG_2977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1773316793295797876</id><published>2009-10-28T00:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:47:44.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good!</title><content type='html'>About 11 months ago my Dad was let go from his job.&lt;br /&gt;He had had that job since I was a baby, so for 20 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;It was my 21st birthday in fact the day he was let go.&lt;br /&gt;This news was hard. I was in shock when my Dad told me.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember where I was when he informed me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a Monday evening, Dec 1st, and I was upstairs at the computer.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking forward to going out to dinner that night for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Then Dad came in and said "well, I have something to share with you...&lt;br /&gt;today I lost my job."&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to think or say. I sat on his lap &amp;amp; cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad and Mom, by God's strength &amp;amp; grace alone, responded amazingly in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;They have been such a testimony to me of having faith in God during tough/trying times.&lt;br /&gt;And trusting in God, even when life hurts.&lt;br /&gt;God really worked in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen Him strengthening my faith and helping me to understand&lt;br /&gt;what it means to trust God even when my circumstances are hard. I believe He is working through these hard times... His plan is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;Even though it often does not make sense to us, His plan is for our ultimate good. He takes delight in us and wants good things for us. We have to always remember that truth. &lt;br /&gt;HE has been providing abundantly for our needs. As a family, we have seen Him provide for us in unique ways.&lt;br /&gt;Dad has been working in his own home office launching/expanding his own business.&lt;br /&gt;We have been able to spend time together during lunch time or other times that used to not be possible because he would be at work all day.&lt;br /&gt;Many other blessings have arisen in little and big ways through this period of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me this morning when I woke up... I cried.... tears of joy, thankfulness, sadness, &amp;amp; happiness all at once. I got down and prayed, thanking my heavenly Father for the parents He has given me and how they have loved me, cared for me, and especially as I thought about this whole situation I thanked the Lord for how much I have learned from my parents in how they have responded to this big life change. What a testimony of God in their life, and mine as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. He is faithful to meet our needs and give us our daily bread.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Dad &amp;amp; Mom... I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;And thank you Lord for showing Yourself to me through my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Your love, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Psalm 36:5 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1773316793295797876?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1773316793295797876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1773316793295797876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-is-good.html' title='God is good!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-9090104850646955314</id><published>2009-05-21T02:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:49:23.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit Chicago for just $60</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32shObwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rgbB86d7t-8/s1600-h/IMG_9742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32shObwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rgbB86d7t-8/s320/IMG_9742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338163977376395010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I did!! and you can too!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Over spring break (the first week of March) I planned to visit my friend Annie who recently had moved to Chicago and was living in an apartment with two other gals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wanted to go but my goal was to spend next to nothing. So, this is how I spent 3.5 days in Chicago for only $59.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Transportation to/from Chicago: &lt;/span&gt;bus ride from detroit to chicago - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$2.50&lt;/span&gt; (no joke!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I like using Megabus - check it out at www.megabus.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;They generally have SUPER cheap tickets if you look far enough in advance, if not you can still find good deals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Getting around while in the city:&lt;/span&gt; bought a couple day passes - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$11.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Housing:&lt;/span&gt; of course I was able to stay with my friends(Annie &amp;amp; her roomies) - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, try to hook up with a friend or even a friend-of-a-friend...it's always funner this way too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Food: &lt;/span&gt;Be creative! I packed a sack lunch to eat on my bus ride there. Then I just shared/mooched off the girls' food ( I pitched some $ in though). :) breakfast: we made waffles &amp;amp; eggs one morning, another morning we had yogurt &amp;amp; granola, or a banana w/ peanut butter. lunch: I bought a sandwich and juice at a cafe, or a smoothie. one day we just had DQ blizzards! dinners: we cooked @ home: spaghetti, etc. Bought an inexpensive breakfast &amp;amp; lunch on my bus ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;total for food - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$45.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Other: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;there were no other expenses. For real! I could have chose to buy some other things like clothes (cause we did go shopping one day) or whatever, but chose not to. We also went to the zoo one day and that was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;! So, that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Total spent = $59.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32fkcYOI/AAAAAAAAAko/RFN-zapKQu4/s1600-h/IMG_9547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32fkcYOI/AAAAAAAAAko/RFN-zapKQu4/s320/IMG_9547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338163973900230882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32AmYv2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/ndXK78xX71A/s1600-h/IMG_9657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32AmYv2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/ndXK78xX71A/s320/IMG_9657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338163965586882402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT31qFRJGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/IRCREhvUNYk/s1600-h/IMG_9514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT31qFRJGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/IRCREhvUNYk/s320/IMG_9514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338163959542391906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Have fun &amp;amp; let me know if you go to Chi-town any time soon...and how much you spend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-9090104850646955314?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9090104850646955314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/9090104850646955314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/visit-chicago-for-just-60.html' title='Visit Chicago for just $60'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShT32shObwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/rgbB86d7t-8/s72-c/IMG_9742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-140229123661305924</id><published>2009-05-21T01:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:03:36.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Springtime in Virginia ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWy_8Z-I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oCofT6dAu8o/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWy_8Z-I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oCofT6dAu8o/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338148036197246946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oma Jane with Patrick ~ enjoying the fun sidewalk chalk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWn0svvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3eDRVv8GkSw/s1600-h/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWn0svvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/3eDRVv8GkSw/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338148033197293298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little sweet Erin ~ 1 yrs old now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWDS_s3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3HPTQp_7ezI/s1600-h/IMG_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWDS_s3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/3HPTQp_7ezI/s320/IMG_0509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338148023392252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vos Family ~ some of my awesome family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Springtime in Virgina ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Spring we take a trip down to the lovely state of Virginia&lt;br /&gt;to visit my older brother &amp;amp; his family, &amp;amp; this year was no exception.&lt;br /&gt;My parents, older sis Charis, lil sis Promise &amp;amp; I packed up and drove down to&lt;br /&gt;Roanoke, VA on May 6th. We enjoyed the lovely weather, many walks with&lt;br /&gt;the kiddos, playing &amp;amp; reading &amp;amp; coloring w/ chalk, family meal times with&lt;br /&gt;Daniel and Rebekah, and overall just had a relaxing time. I, for one, was thankful&lt;br /&gt;for the time away to relax as I had just finished final exams the day we left!&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home we stopped over in Ohio to stay a night at Aunt MB's house.&lt;br /&gt;It was also good to catch up with her, uncle Dave and cousin Terra.&lt;br /&gt;It was Mother's Day ~ so we got enjoy a late dinner of their&lt;br /&gt;leftovers...mmm! Uncle Dave is a great cook. :)&lt;br /&gt;We drove the second half in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my brother began college in 2000 we have taken 2-3 trips down&lt;br /&gt;per year to visit him. And then he got a job, got married,&lt;br /&gt;bought a house, and began a family...and we still continue to go down to&lt;br /&gt;visit regularly. And I hope we ALWAYS will. I have taken a couple&lt;br /&gt;trips down on my own as well. It's always seems&lt;br /&gt;to be a nice time away and wonderful to spend time together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3205393916026336626-140229123661305924?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/140229123661305924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/140229123661305924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/springtime-in-virginia.html' title='~ Springtime in Virginia ~'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTpWy_8Z-I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oCofT6dAu8o/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-104613785041137780</id><published>2009-05-21T01:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:36:21.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Serving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTnZZK6uNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/86vopbHYYBI/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTnZZK6uNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/86vopbHYYBI/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338145881780304082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;This past year I have been serving by volunteering at Children's Hospital of Michigan (in downtown Detroit). Since last June I have been going almost every Monday for 3 hrs. I spent time helping in the playroom/activity centers by playing with children and helping them do crafts, in patients rooms at bedside reading to them or playing games or holding/cuddling/feeding the babies, &amp;amp; once a month or so I would bring in my violin and play music in the main lobby area. People would hear me as they walked in or out...many positive comments were made to me about how lovely my music was and how much they enjoyed it. I'm thankful to have touched so many lives through volunteering at CHM! Here are a couple photos of me in the hospital on a typical day. :) I am currently in school to become a nurse and hope to finish my degree in the next few years and then use my skills in Africa eventually. I am thankful for the opportunity to have been able to see more of what goes on in a hospital through my volunteer experience at CHM this past year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTm26MkxcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rElDpmd9QKc/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTm26MkxcI/AAAAAAAAAjo/rElDpmd9QKc/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338145289350202818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTm2Y3dg4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/wKKR_F7EElY/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTm2Y3dg4I/AAAAAAAAAjg/wKKR_F7EElY/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338145280403276674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"I tend to think of serving God in terms of grand, heroic acts -- but serving Him daily, in all the everyday and trivial events of my life, actually requires far more discipline and commitment. Something as ordinary as doing the laundry or cleaning a bathroom can lead my heart to God, so long as I offer everything I do up to Him."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-Elizabeth Prentiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-104613785041137780?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/104613785041137780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/104613785041137780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/05/serving.html' title='Serving'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/ShTnZZK6uNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/86vopbHYYBI/s72-c/IMG_0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-597944368414128997</id><published>2009-04-23T00:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:05:53.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>words to live by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A man's steps are directed by the LORD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       How then can anyone understand his own way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes when I look at my life it doesn't make sense to me. After reading this Proverb though, it makes sense...God is directing me life and it all makes sense to Him, but to me it may not. I have to trust His plan each step of the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A gossip betrays a confidence; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       so avoid a man who talks too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wonder sometimes how some people can talk soo much all the time. I never want to talk more then I listen. And I dislike gossiping, though I do participate in it often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The righteous man leads a blameless life; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       blessed are his children after him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I pray that I will be said to have led a blameless life, and that I will leave a legacy behind for generations after me. And I pray my children will be blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The purposes of a man's heart are deep waters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       but a man of understanding draws them out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I really do believe God has set purpose/s in my heart for my life for me to live out...I pray that I will have wisdom and understanding so truly draw them out...like water from a deep well  as the Proverb says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;A sluggard does not plow in season; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       so at harvest time he looks but finds nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Lazy...is something I never wish to be. It is hard sometimes to be productive, persevering, and planning ahead when around you there are many lazy folks just riding along carelessly. God wants us to be hardworking that we may have a harvest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 20:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;It is to a man's honor to avoid strife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;       but every fool is quick to quarrel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anger = a struggle for me. I admit I can be easily angered sometimes, and be quick to quarrel or yell...God has helped me in this area tremendously but I continually need His help moment by moment in my life-walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Read/study the book of Proverbs ~ each one has so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Gain wisdom, gain understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3205393916026336626-597944368414128997?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/597944368414128997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/597944368414128997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/04/words-to-live-by.html' title='words to live by...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7959623858762966168</id><published>2009-04-21T00:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:40:54.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>some wise words for daily living:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;wise words for daily life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~Protect nights, and days as well; don't stay up on the computer til 3am often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~Rest on Sundays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~draw into God's word D A I L Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~cultivate friendships :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~do something each day that is fun, that you enjoy doing (bike riding, gardening, baking, painting, take a nap, run...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~get enough sleep each night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~eat right/well, exercise regularly, drink enough water each day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The mind, body, &amp;amp; spirit are really close neighbors, and often catch the diseases of the others. Emotional problems can lead to spiritual problems, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"  ~ Psalm 27:1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love, P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7959623858762966168?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7959623858762966168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7959623858762966168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-wise-words-for-daily-living.html' title='some wise words for daily living:'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6807002329851021603</id><published>2009-04-20T23:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T00:11:36.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>George Mueller's Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/Se1FCb5eHxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/82tG7R3ZWLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/Se1FCb5eHxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/82tG7R3ZWLQ/s400/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326989842400026386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I choose to, with God's help, die to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I die to Priscilla Vos:&lt;br /&gt;~to her tastes, her opinions, her preferences, and her will.&lt;br /&gt;~I die to the world -it's approval or censure.&lt;br /&gt;~I die to the approval or blame even of my brethren, friends, and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose today to study only how to show myself approved unto God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6807002329851021603?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6807002329851021603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6807002329851021603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/04/george-muellers-secret.html' title='George Mueller&apos;s Secret'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/Se1FCb5eHxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/82tG7R3ZWLQ/s72-c/IMG_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-532446754793056531</id><published>2009-03-23T13:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:00:52.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiesta Freedom Ride!</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this awesome little video my Dad, sister, and I put together! Watch it, comment on it, help us win...and we'll come out and visit you in it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, love, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-532446754793056531?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://youtube.com/watch?v=lOkDx7NLaNo' title='Fiesta Freedom Ride!'/><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://youtube.com/watch?v=lOkDx7NLaNo' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/532446754793056531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/532446754793056531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/fiesta-freedom-ride.html' title='Fiesta Freedom Ride!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3271235523576195880</id><published>2009-03-03T01:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:33:24.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SazOQRorjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/WIFTY35WDMY/s1600-h/IMG_2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SazOQRorjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/WIFTY35WDMY/s320/IMG_2506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308844839770230498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister Promise is a runner. She is fast and furious! You betta watch out for her. :) I just want to congratulate her here in getting 6th place in her event at the indoor track state meet up at CMU over the weekend! So, congrats Prom, I am proud of you! &lt;br /&gt;Keep running the good race! I love you, Cil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 9:24 says, "Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3271235523576195880?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3271235523576195880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3271235523576195880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-sister-promise-is-runner.html' title=''/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SazOQRorjuI/AAAAAAAAARg/WIFTY35WDMY/s72-c/IMG_2506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6908219500825397659</id><published>2009-03-03T00:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:23:22.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to surrender...</title><content type='html'>I recently have become a girls small group leader for some of the girls in the youth group I help with at church. This year the other leaders and I have implemented these new small groups for the older girls which has already proven to be a wonderful to way to get to know them better and to build good relationships with them; but also to be able to encourage them in their growth in Christ and watch them mature in their faith. I have four girls in my group and they are all in 9th/10th grades. It is neat to see them study and share what they're learning through our study and discussion. We are working our way through a devotional book by Cynthia Heald called Becoming a Woman of Excellence. There are 4 parts to the study each containing a few chapters. The first part was called The Goal. Now we're working on part two called The Cost. It's all directed at finding out how to know God more and how to become a more excellent woman of God. So far it has been a wonderful study and would highly recommend it. I anticipate it to bear much fruit in my life and the lives of the young girls I am studying with! Anyway, having said all that I wanted to share a quote I read as I began chapter four in the book this afternoon. This chapter is talking about surrender...what is it?, how does one surrender?, being rooted in surrender... So, here is the quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"It would seem that there is within each of us an enemy which we tolerate at our peril. Jesus called it 'life' and 'self', or as we would say, the self-life. To allow this enemy to live is in the end to lose everything. To repudiate it and give all for Christ's sake is to loose nothing at last, but to preserve everything unto life eternal." &lt;/span&gt;-A.W. Tozer (The Pursuit of God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then another quote, from Oswald Chambers in his book My Utmost for His Highest (from October 23rd's daily reading)says: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"There is only one thing God wants in us, and that is unconditional surrender." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 9:23 says, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Then he said to them all: 'If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this verse mean to you personally, how do you live it out? Are you denying yourself, taking up your cross daily, and following Jesus? These are tough questions, some that are thought provoking and causing me to really look at my life and ask myself how am I denying myself, taking up my cross daily, and following Jesus? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Foster, in his book Celebration of Discipline, defines self-denial as &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"simply a way of coming to understand that we do not have to have our own way." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, understanding that we do not have to have our own way... that's really tough to do! So many times, almost all the time, we want our own way. But God has His way, and He knows what is best. We have learn to trust Him and His ways more and more each day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are my thoughts for the day...it's late now so goodnight!&lt;br /&gt; -Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6908219500825397659?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6908219500825397659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6908219500825397659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/03/learning-to-surrender.html' title='Learning to surrender...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6230667366318377907</id><published>2009-02-21T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:29:35.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>let everything else go...</title><content type='html'>There is only one relationship that matters; and that is your personal relationship to a personal redeemer and Lord. Let everything else go, but maintain that at all costs, and God will fulfill His purpose through your life. -Oswald Chambers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6230667366318377907?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6230667366318377907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6230667366318377907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-everything-else-go.html' title='let everything else go...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5877898534182236070</id><published>2009-01-13T23:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:40:09.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sO60TCQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9-es2ZMmruE/s1600-h/IMG_8300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sO60TCQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9-es2ZMmruE/s200/IMG_8300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291004140792776962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sOnSm6cI/AAAAAAAAAQs/udDtmHeqjrs/s1600-h/IMG_8280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sOnSm6cI/AAAAAAAAAQs/udDtmHeqjrs/s200/IMG_8280.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291004135551199682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sOXDuNnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3KRq--A0Ck8/s1600-h/IMG_8275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sOXDuNnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/3KRq--A0Ck8/s200/IMG_8275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291004131193796210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sNxmpQzI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dKvat536Wj8/s1600-h/IMG_8214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sNxmpQzI/AAAAAAAAAQc/dKvat536Wj8/s200/IMG_8214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291004121139725106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sNig4afI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TdUWPKzDpYY/s1600-h/IMG_8204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sNig4afI/AAAAAAAAAQU/TdUWPKzDpYY/s200/IMG_8204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291004117089020402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone! &lt;br /&gt;How did you spend New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;My family &amp; I welcomed in the new year &lt;br /&gt;of 2009 at our dear friends the Jagts home &lt;br /&gt;out in the lovely wooded area of Howell, MI.&lt;br /&gt;There we arrived around 7 in the evening and &lt;br /&gt;were warmly greeted. The evening was spent &lt;br /&gt;chatting &amp; fellowshipping, playing the game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Apples to Apples&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;enjoying some delicious food (and even birthday &lt;br /&gt;cake for Ann's 50th!), many of us shared some musical&lt;br /&gt;delights and shared some songs on our instruments or in singing,&lt;br /&gt;and then we ended the lovely night with the countdown til 2009 &amp; some&lt;br /&gt;champagne to toast the new year! It was an incredibly enjoyable night,&lt;br /&gt;filled with MUCH laughter!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I headed up north to Cadillac, MI area with Liz, a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;We spent the next few days at a LOGOS retreat where we both met many new people, played games of various sorts (like spoons, catch phrase, &amp; musical chairs), listened&lt;br /&gt;to a wonderful speaker share with us about God's sovereignty and providence, we discussed what we learned in our small groups, and Friday we all enjoyed a day-away activity...I chose skiing! I had wanted to try it for a while and jumped at the chance. So, after I fell a couple times I started to get the hang of it, and loved it! A girl I'd met the previous day named Bethany was skiing for the first time as well, so we stuck together the whole day, and really enjoyed the time together. I came away with only one bruise and look forward to the next chance I get to go again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Jan 13th and it's my first day back to classes after the Christmas break. Today went really well. I'm already excited about my new classes and profs and what I'll learn over the next few months. Of course there will be stresses, etc. but I'm so thankful for this new year, new semester, new day, and all the things God will teach me this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was invited by a friend of mine (Liz) to join Bible Study Fellowship (BSF)...it's a class that goes through different bible studies each year meeting once a week and also having fellowship times...I'd been looking for something like this to be a part of or thinking of starting my own group, so it was perfect timing. I love it so far..have already met some neat girls &amp; guys and learned more about the life of Moses, which is what we're going though in the bible study this year. So, thank You LORD for opening the way to join BSF, thanks for Liz telling me about it. thank You for the people I could already meet, what I've already learned through the study, and I eagerly look forward to what You will continue to reveal to me through the study of Your holy word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is getting late folks, and I have to be up early to babysit in the morning...so adios and goodnight. Love, P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5877898534182236070?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5877898534182236070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5877898534182236070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SW1sO60TCQI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/9-es2ZMmruE/s72-c/IMG_8300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5896220126103396329</id><published>2008-12-29T01:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:15:35.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hockey game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVhp-I-BTeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kU4jtfy7kno/s1600-h/IMG_7976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVhp-I-BTeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kU4jtfy7kno/s320/IMG_7976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285090678999698914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I attended my first hockey game at the Joe Louis Arena&lt;br /&gt;in downtown Detroit! I went with my friend Alison who attends Mich Tech Univ, her boyfriend who also attends MTU, and a couple of Chinese girls my friend knows from school. The game was MTU vs. U of M. MTU lost pretty bad, but I heard they won the next day vs. North Dakota. It was a fun day. I enjoyed spending time with Alison, and the girls, and getting to know her boyfriend a bit. And it was really neat being at the Joe for the 1st time...it's a huge place! I hope to go to a Red Wings games sometime this season possibly. Anyway, I had a good after-Christmas-weekend, hope you all did as well. Until next time, Cil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5896220126103396329?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5896220126103396329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5896220126103396329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/12/hockey-game.html' title='hockey game.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVhp-I-BTeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kU4jtfy7kno/s72-c/IMG_7976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-187053806504386146</id><published>2008-12-23T11:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:20:31.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister Talitha got married!</title><content type='html'>Here's a few photos from the beautiful wedding day - December 20, 2008! The day was very memorable, fun, and special, not to mention emotional. I'm so happy for my sister Tali and my new brother Josh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOw0tbi8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/60xWsU9fwes/s1600-h/IMG_7763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOw0tbi8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/60xWsU9fwes/s320/IMG_7763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283020069828004802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOwiqhfVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/m3za_qlIZ-A/s1600-h/IMG_7749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOwiqhfVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/m3za_qlIZ-A/s320/IMG_7749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283020064983973202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOwa6BC-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/MOlEOguy4g4/s1600-h/IMG_7747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOwa6BC-I/AAAAAAAAAP0/MOlEOguy4g4/s320/IMG_7747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283020062901472226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOv0aoL4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/NBlT9cegxNU/s1600-h/IMG_7739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOv0aoL4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/NBlT9cegxNU/s320/IMG_7739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283020052569272194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOvcf14zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sQ6F_GzwXwI/s1600-h/IMG_7731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOvcf14zI/AAAAAAAAAPk/sQ6F_GzwXwI/s320/IMG_7731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283020046148690738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-187053806504386146?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/187053806504386146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/187053806504386146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-sister-talitha-got-married.html' title='My sister Talitha got married!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SVEOw0tbi8I/AAAAAAAAAQE/60xWsU9fwes/s72-c/IMG_7763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7558440431775513023</id><published>2008-12-08T23:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:04:52.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Christmas Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Dad wrote this new Christmas song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;now it's on YouTube...check it out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spread the Word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjFql8qlLU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NjFql8qlLU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-7558440431775513023?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7558440431775513023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7558440431775513023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-christmas-song.html' title='New Christmas Song!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6578295464064981434</id><published>2008-12-02T22:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:49:10.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/STYBWNaU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vmUzHrkENpU/s1600-h/IMG_7136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/STYBWNaU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vmUzHrkENpU/s200/IMG_7136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275405494579949970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Learning to trust.&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;but it's always worth it to&lt;br /&gt;trust in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of an important lesson again&lt;br /&gt;yesterday...you never truly know what a day will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you're trusting God, He has you in His hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will hold you through the hard times, and the good times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Romans 8:28 says:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; have been called according to his purpose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And there's a song in my mind right now... You never let go, You never let go, You never let go-o...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HE will not let me go.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thank you GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6578295464064981434?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6578295464064981434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6578295464064981434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/12/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/STYBWNaU8ZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vmUzHrkENpU/s72-c/IMG_7136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-8656763371878411206</id><published>2008-11-26T13:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:00:15.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful hearts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I hope you have a blessed and wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Psalm 69:30 says - "I will praise the name of God with a song; I will magnify Him with thanksgiving."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So, be thankful for all that God has given to you and praise His name. Enjoy the time with family &amp;amp; friends, and all the delicious food you're sure to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Until next time, Cilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-8656763371878411206?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8656763371878411206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/8656763371878411206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-hearts.html' title='Thankful hearts!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4888515374253234767</id><published>2008-11-16T17:15:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:44:11.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Chicago adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCwDfslOeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AgrWGI5u2sM/s1600-h/IMG_6530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCwDfslOeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AgrWGI5u2sM/s320/IMG_6530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269405138118064610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCvlwjLTWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IpQcWkMowW4/s1600-h/IMG_6434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCvlwjLTWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/IpQcWkMowW4/s320/IMG_6434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404627245944162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCvlrql1PI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jX0K7Dx5aPc/s1600-h/IMG_6389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCvlrql1PI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jX0K7Dx5aPc/s320/IMG_6389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269404625934865650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCub8FinjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mekb21DAI4o/s1600-h/IMG_6343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCub8FinjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/mekb21DAI4o/s320/IMG_6343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269403359032548914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubpu7F8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ENvS3piEZuI/s1600-h/IMG_6306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubpu7F8I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ENvS3piEZuI/s320/IMG_6306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269403354105845698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubcaFRtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5_mkzGHe2JI/s1600-h/IMG_6274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubcaFRtI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5_mkzGHe2JI/s320/IMG_6274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269403350528771794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubAPaeLI/AAAAAAAAALw/WKbX5qKbXlk/s1600-h/IMG_6209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCubAPaeLI/AAAAAAAAALw/WKbX5qKbXlk/s320/IMG_6209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269403342967830706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCua1AYQYI/AAAAAAAAALo/t7hfLwdFvEg/s1600-h/IMG_6199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCua1AYQYI/AAAAAAAAALo/t7hfLwdFvEg/s320/IMG_6199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269403339951980930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCsBt1wAaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/v4q7jHLqNmU/s1600-h/IMG_6130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCsBt1wAaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/v4q7jHLqNmU/s320/IMG_6130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269400709508366754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God has blessed me with many friends over the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;Several of my chums live in the Chicago area (either to go to school, work, or just live). Last weekend my friend Annie and I took a megabus from Detroit over to the Windy City to visit our friends there. Our bus left early the Friday morning and we arrived to Brittany's place (our friend at Columbia) by noon. B was heading off to her photo class so Annie and I explored the area and strolled up and down Mich. Ave. The wind was quite strong and chilly that day so we stopped for some hot drinks at Starbucks and sat down to chat for a while and warm up. We ended up sharing about what we've been reading lately in the Word, and it turned into a little Bible study. :) That night we arranged for a few of our friends in that area and us two to all meet up for dinner. The six of us went to Tamerind (a very eclectic, cute little asian food place), where we all enjoyed eachother's company and some tasty Indian &amp;amp; Chinese food. After we ate Annie went with Brittany to go to a band show and spend the next day and half with her (they did a lot of really cool, fun stuff, including looking at apartments with Luke, and finding one! Yay!!). And I headed to Moody, with Kelsey and her friend Elaina (who had joined us for dinner), where we were going to watch and movie and make brownies with some other girls from their hall. I spent Friday night with Kels. We slept in Saturday and had a late breakfast of scrambled eggs and rice chips (you might think it sounds weird, but it was very good!). We spent the afternoon walking and shopping, then Qdoba's for dinner. Kels and I entered the lottery/drawing to try to get last-minute tickets for the 8pm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked &lt;/span&gt;show, but our names didn't get pulled...we were both a little disappointed...but instead we went to plan B...we hopped on the blueline train to Logan Square to go meet Luke and watch a movie with A &amp;amp; B. Luke and his buddies live in a nice big old house with wood floors, and they have a piano. And a cat named Geppetto. ;) Sunday we went to church and got some lunch at Corner Bakery. Then Annie and I said our goodbyes to Kels and Britt and the two of us headed out on the 2:40 Metra train going out to Wheaton, to visit Hannah!! An hour later and we were with Hannah at her nice little house her and her three roommates are renting out this year just off campus from Wheaton College where they all attend. Anyway, we saw the house then went to get groceries to make stirfry and rice for supper. We also stopped at La Spiaza coffeeshop for an hour to chat and enjoy some hot coffee drinks. Annie, Hannah, and I had fun cooking dinner back at the house and pretending we were on a cooking show. ;) Marie (the housemate from Alaska) joined us for dinner. Then we cleaned up, boiled some water for tea, &amp;amp; settled down to watch a movie. It was done around 10 and we were all very tired so headed straight to bed...we felt like old ladies. Ha ha! After a great night of rest, we got an early start. By now it was Monday and Annie and I were heading back home that day. So we got up at 6:17 and got our bags packed up. Then at about 6:40 Hannah, Marie, Annie, &amp;amp; I headed out to have a nice breakfast at a little cafe in town before we left. The name of the place slips my mind now, but's something like Egg-centric or Egg-celent! ;) Anyway, so we enjoyed some coffee, omlettes, and hashbrowns. We said our goodbyes and the two of us took the Metra back into Chicago arriving a little after 9am, then on to our megabus ride home which left Chicago at half past 10am. On the bus there was a couple (M &amp;amp; R) who had also rode &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;the City with us, so we all kinda told eachother about what we'd done over the weekend. Annie and I talked a lot on the way home, then we both slept for a while. The bus stopped once along the way home and we arrived in Detroit at 5 ish that evening. Our adventure wasn't over yet. We took the people-mover to the Ren Cen to meet my Dad (after his day of work, cause He works near there) then we rode the Smart bus home with my Dad. We had to wait in the cold for it to come. Even though I got cold waiting, I enjoyed having that experience to know what my Dad does every day (riding the bus to/from work each day). So we arrived back home to my house at about 7 o'clock and warmed up with some dinner, and Annie went home to her house. We both had a fantastic time visiting with friends, seeing new places, and just being off in the big city! Annie is excited to go back there soon, in fact she's moving to Chicago next month with B &amp;amp; K! I look forward to going back again too. Hopefully to visit in the Spring over break...and maybe move there in the next couple years...God is so big, it's exciting to think about His plan for my life. I don't really know, but I am excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-19647" class="sup"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;[For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4888515374253234767?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4888515374253234767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4888515374253234767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-chicago-getaway.html' title='Our Chicago adventure!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SSCwDfslOeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/AgrWGI5u2sM/s72-c/IMG_6530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4866768775724283859</id><published>2008-11-16T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:10:19.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to live in His presence...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Draw away daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; (spend time in prayer and in the Word each day),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;retreat weekly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(set aside Sundays as a day to rest and think on God's goodness),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;abandon yearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; (go on a retreat/special weekend getaway once a year),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as you practice the presence of God in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-4866768775724283859?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4866768775724283859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4866768775724283859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/11/learning-to-live-in-his-presence.html' title='Learning to live in His presence...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6608861687183811836</id><published>2008-10-12T00:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:32:42.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SPF3r0b_B2I/AAAAAAAAALA/90usdY95TAw/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SPF3r0b_B2I/AAAAAAAAALA/90usdY95TAw/s200/IMG_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256113834812180322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I love you. You are Great. Full of power &amp;amp; might.&lt;br /&gt;You are mysterious. and moving, in my life today and always.&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit is dwelling within me. Praise You Lord, I praise You LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the simple things in life:&lt;br /&gt;walking with a friend. sipping tea. laughing with my cousin about silly childhood memories. smiling until my mouth hurts. sitting in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There are many choices every day...choosing what to wear, what to eat, where to shop...what to believe in, who to marry, who to trust, where to live, who to love...who to believe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many choices, many decisions in life...big and small.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to decide what's important sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;but Jesus has the answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Follow Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus IS the answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who are you following? Your own passions and purposes?&lt;br /&gt;Or are you after something bigger, something meaningful, something eternal? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are you after God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you following Him, seeking Him with all you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your Bible or borrow from a friend or ask a local church for one if you don't have/own one...Look up and read John 12. It speaks of God's power and how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He wants us to follow Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, fill me with contentment to follow You wholeheartedly and not be so distracted by the things of this world.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[if you read this and would like someone to talk to about it or have questions, let me know, leave me a comment. and i'd love to talk to you.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6608861687183811836?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6608861687183811836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6608861687183811836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/10/choices.html' title='Choices...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SPF3r0b_B2I/AAAAAAAAALA/90usdY95TAw/s72-c/IMG_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7646821721989115967</id><published>2008-10-09T15:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:05:46.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>autumn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5hHS5dIDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pvZ8Jyd4T6E/s1600-h/autumn_tree_lane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5hHS5dIDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pvZ8Jyd4T6E/s400/autumn_tree_lane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255244593147748402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank You God&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;autumn, and all the vibrant colors.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;family, and spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;life, You are my life-giver.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;breath, each one is from You&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Continue to remind me&lt;br /&gt;each day,&lt;br /&gt;how much&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;YOU.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for&lt;br /&gt;leading me in life to where I am now,&lt;br /&gt;and continue to guide my steps each day.&lt;br /&gt;I desire to walk in the steps You've&lt;br /&gt;set for me since before I was born.&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with contentment in&lt;br /&gt;You, O God.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I am learning that contentment&lt;br /&gt;is NOT&lt;br /&gt;a matter of account&lt;br /&gt;or location&lt;br /&gt;or circumstances&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;true contentment&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matter of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;true contentment is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;found only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my Lord and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Let me rest in&lt;br /&gt;You,&lt;br /&gt;each day.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Let me grow ever closer&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[[thanks to whoever took the photo. from somewhere on the internet.]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3205393916026336626-7646821721989115967?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7646821721989115967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7646821721989115967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/10/autumn.html' title='autumn.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5hHS5dIDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pvZ8Jyd4T6E/s72-c/autumn_tree_lane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4894145724077010790</id><published>2008-10-09T15:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:50:28.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>L. O. V. E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5fID2OfcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KiKHrsdHzc0/s1600-h/love+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5fID2OfcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KiKHrsdHzc0/s320/love+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255242407264288194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;what is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's laying down your life for a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's putting others ahead of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;it's words of encouragement spoken sincerely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;words of love spoken gently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;caring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;being real, being honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;perfect love casts out fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;God is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;love is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;patient, kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;joyful&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;forgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&amp;amp;love is forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;LOVE OUT LOUD!&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/3205393916026336626-4894145724077010790?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4894145724077010790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4894145724077010790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/10/l-o-v-e.html' title='L. 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E.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SO5fID2OfcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KiKHrsdHzc0/s72-c/love+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-6999834999668364387</id><published>2008-10-01T23:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:35:12.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>questions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;when will it get better? when will i change? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;won't i just one day wake up and all my problems be gone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I ask myself these questions and similar ones sometimes and wonder when will my problems go away. God doesn't promise us an easy life, a life free of of trouble. In fact Jesus says in John 16:33, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;"In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We will have trouble, I do have trouble right now, every day. But Jesus tells us to take heart cause He has overcome the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I've been realizing that I need to be proactive in working out my problems or just things that arise in my life...I need to be on my knees asking God for help. I need to begin re-training my thought-process. Learning to live for HIM more is tough. Sometimes I wonder how life is so complicated. I feel like nothing makes sense and that all things are irrelevant. What really matters in this life? Not what the world says. What God says matters. Study God's word and seek HIM. Learn to live a life worthy of HIS calling, worthy of what matters to HIM. This is what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I guess focusing in on the blessings in my life and on all the good things happening helps too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I sometimes think I'm a "half-glass empty" kinda girl, but other times I am very optimistic about life. Focusing on my blessings should really be my focus though. It's not whether I am feeling optimistic or pessimistic that day, it's about tuning into and magnifying all the many blessings in my life. Whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;teeny-tiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;...God has truly blessed me and is working in my life so much even now. Praise GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;these are some thoughts from my mind tonight. there's so much more, but that's it for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;may God bless you. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-6999834999668364387?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6999834999668364387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/6999834999668364387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/10/questions.html' title='questions...'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3781553647173205465</id><published>2008-09-23T23:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:25:26.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNmyRa0PADI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u6ANIyIJQ-M/s1600-h/IMG_1276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNmyRa0PADI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u6ANIyIJQ-M/s400/IMG_1276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249422853002952754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Every day brings a new day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today begins the rest of your life!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek to live life for God.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3781553647173205465?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3781553647173205465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3781553647173205465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-day.html' title='This is the day!'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNmyRa0PADI/AAAAAAAAAIM/u6ANIyIJQ-M/s72-c/IMG_1276.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1442586492462876339</id><published>2008-09-21T01:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:41:00.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>eating lunch with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNXeZqAJd8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/VPLC0sCJk84/s1600-h/2006-05-28+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNXeZqAJd8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/VPLC0sCJk84/s320/2006-05-28+055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248345473123186626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just sitting.&lt;br /&gt;being with someone special to you.&lt;br /&gt;is better then talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two people sitting in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;having a picnic lunch.&lt;br /&gt;taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;from the day at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe saying a few words.&lt;br /&gt;asking how the day is going.&lt;br /&gt;or telling a funny story.&lt;br /&gt;[but mostly just BEING together.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these times with my sister tali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hit me the other day.&lt;br /&gt;pretty hard.&lt;br /&gt;that in three months.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be off and married.&lt;br /&gt;a wife, living with her husband.&lt;br /&gt;still my little sister.&lt;br /&gt;but no longer little.&lt;br /&gt;and no longer living in the same house as me.&lt;br /&gt;no more carpooling to college or sharing lunches together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss all these things.&lt;br /&gt;the good times.&lt;br /&gt;and even the times we've fought.&lt;br /&gt;as we know, life isn't always 'flowers and hotdogs'.&lt;br /&gt;i love all the times we've had growing up together these past 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;no one can take those memories away.&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't trade them for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't make these big changes any easier.&lt;br /&gt;i will miss her being around the house.&lt;br /&gt;and fighting over the car with her.&lt;br /&gt;or laughing about some things no one else would understand.&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;and I have grown immensely through my relationship with my sista talitha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to focus on the positives.&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to seeing their new home.&lt;br /&gt;and going over for meals.&lt;br /&gt;and seeing her and her husband together as a married couple.&lt;br /&gt;and to see where God leads them in the path of life.&lt;br /&gt;near or far, but always serving Him.&lt;br /&gt;and i look forward to the advice she'll have to offer me.&lt;br /&gt;when my turn comes (Lordwilling) to be married.&lt;br /&gt;since she'll have marriage experience already.&lt;br /&gt;which is weird to think of, but it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am jealous sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and i cry too.&lt;br /&gt;but i know this is all in His hands.&lt;br /&gt;and it's in His perfect timing.&lt;br /&gt;i love how God's plan unfolds, even when i don't understand it.&lt;br /&gt;in each of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;so different for each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always love my tali girl.&lt;br /&gt;(here i am starting to cry now.)&lt;br /&gt;and i am truly happy and excited for you and joshy in this.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't at first.&lt;br /&gt;and that still creeps in sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but God has done so much work in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;and i am only able to say this happened by His power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;i feel honored to be one of your bridesmaids.&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to the special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime though.&lt;br /&gt;lets keep focusing on the present.&lt;br /&gt;keep enjoying our rides to and from hfcc.&lt;br /&gt;and our lunches together in the sunshine, or the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so much better with you in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mucho love to you foreva and eva, big sista cil  xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1442586492462876339?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1442586492462876339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1442586492462876339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/eating-lunch-with-you.html' title='eating lunch with you.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNXeZqAJd8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/VPLC0sCJk84/s72-c/2006-05-28+055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-1737793178045233502</id><published>2008-09-21T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:28:01.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>we drove up and parked.&lt;br /&gt;began cleaning up the little park @ 2nd and Seldan in downtown detroit.&lt;br /&gt;some local people were just sitting on the benches chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;we pulled weeds and picked up all the garbage around the park.&lt;br /&gt;then we set up the bbq stuff, the tables, and alllll the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met an energetic man named stephen who's a great-grandfather and only 54. he just moved here from texas last summer. me and t prayed for him. he smiled and was so touched when i asked could we pray for him...he said of course! so we did. he said we blessed him so much today and brightened up his life. we didn't even do a whole lot, but he was soo blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was irita. she has lots of grandkids. she's a good grandmother to them, lets them come over even when she's tired out. she's going back to school right now so she can become re-certified for her job. she talked and shared with me about her life. i didn't say much back to her, just listened. i prayed for her too, and she thanked me. then she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food...the smells and the smoke of the bbq grill drew people towards the little park we were at today. hungry&amp;amp;homeless. hungry for food. and more. homeless and poor people flocked in from around the area. the line was steady for an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one man had a hurt leg and was very quiet and hunched over.&lt;br /&gt;he had the world's troubles written all over his clothes and his face.&lt;br /&gt;wondering where he's come from and where he's going now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder about these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love them.&lt;br /&gt;they're my neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love God. Love your neighbor. &lt;br /&gt;[the two greatest commandments.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the words of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. 6 These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates." Deuteronomy 6:5-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?" 37Jesus replied: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.38This is the first and greatest commandment. 39And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.40All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments." Matthew 22:36-40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love the words of mother teresa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We must acknowledge the dignity of the poor, respect them, esteem them, love them, serve them. Often I think they are the ones to whom we owe our greatest gratitude. They teach us by their faith, their resignation, their patience in suffering. They allow us to help them. We should experience not pity but compassion towards them." -Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest poverty in the world is not the want of food but the want of love. You have the poverty of people who are dissatisfied with what they have, who do not know how to suffer, who give in to despair. The poverty of the heart is often more difficult to relieve and to defeat." -Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am eager to continue to learn to live like this in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;Loving God first and foremost, and loving others second, and loving myself third. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"those who hope in the LORD&lt;br /&gt;       will renew their strength.&lt;br /&gt;       They will soar on wings like eagles;&lt;br /&gt;       they will run and not grow weary,&lt;br /&gt;       they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-1737793178045233502?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1737793178045233502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/1737793178045233502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-5756007169801166921</id><published>2008-09-18T02:50:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:21:24.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never be afraid to trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"NEVER BE AFRAID TO TRUST AN UNKNOWN FUTURE TO A KNOWN GOD." [-Corrie ten Boom]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-5756007169801166921?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5756007169801166921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/5756007169801166921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-be-afraid-to-trust.html' title='Never be afraid to trust'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2557299036648939011</id><published>2008-09-18T02:50:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T03:15:43.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my life:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH_Bi2xPCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oCELc3lPCq4/s1600-h/IMG_4773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH_Bi2xPCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oCELc3lPCq4/s320/IMG_4773.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247255442864815138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a lovely afternoon stroll in the 'hood with the chilins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH_B4_OBrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/itdKAixHeIM/s1600-h/P9050151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH_B4_OBrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/itdKAixHeIM/s320/P9050151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247255448805836466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opa doug reading to patrick.&lt;br /&gt;he lovessss books! they both do in fact. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH94wLsAkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KnHGeS1-5Wk/s1600-h/IMG_4724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH94wLsAkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KnHGeS1-5Wk/s320/IMG_4724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247254192311763522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Erin. my sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH9UOmoCBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0GfBzCVOlds/s1600-h/IMG_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH9UOmoCBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0GfBzCVOlds/s320/IMG_4753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247253564822652946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mom with her granddaughter Erin Mairead&lt;br /&gt;in September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2557299036648939011?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2557299036648939011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2557299036648939011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-my-life.html' title='this is my life:'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SNH_Bi2xPCI/AAAAAAAAAH0/oCELc3lPCq4/s72-c/IMG_4773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-7414210828732994257</id><published>2008-09-18T02:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:58:59.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>THINK ABOUT IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.3  (Win32)"&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"  &gt;I was going through some writings and things from my time in South Africa again tonight and found this writing (the source is unknown). At Ron and Lynn's farewell dinner Lynn read this story which provokes much though and maybe some emotions. She got it from her Ron's friends Pam and Michael Hudson who are in Accra, Ghana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; So, go ahead read through it...and then think about it and tell me what you think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think About It...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we could reduce the world's population to a village of precisely 100 people,  with all existing human ratios remaining the same, the demographics would look something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;60 Asians, 14 Africans, 12 Europeans, 8 Latin Americans, 5 US Americans and Canadians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49 would be female&lt;br /&gt;51 would be male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82 would be non-white, 18 white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89 heterosexual, 11 homosexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 would be Christian, 67 would be non-Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 would control 32% of the entire world's wealth, and all of them would be US citizens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 would live in substandard housing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 would not have any electricity (And of the 76% that do have electricity, most would only use it for light at night.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;67 would be unable to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (only one) would have a college education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50 would be malnourished and 1 dying of starvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 would be without access to a safe water supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 would have HIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 near death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 would be near birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people would have access to the Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take a look at the world from this condensed perspective,&lt;br /&gt;the need for acceptance, understanding and education becomes evident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than sickness, you are luckier than the million who will not survive this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you have never experienced a war, a loneliness of an imprisonment, an agony of tortures, or a famine&lt;br /&gt;You are happier, than 500 million persons in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are able to go to church, mosque or synagogue without fear of&lt;br /&gt;harassment, arrest, torture or death, you are happier, than 3 billion persons in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If there is a meal in your refrigerator, if you are dressed and have shoes,&lt;br /&gt;if you have a bed and a roof above your head, you are better off, than 75% of people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married, then you are a rarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a bank account, money in your purse, and there is some trifle in your coin box,&lt;br /&gt;you belong to 8% of well-provided people in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this text, you are blessed three times as much, because someone has thought of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma Small Cap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You do not belong to those 2 billion people which cannot read and... you have your computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your World!  And you are able to make changes!  Hasten to do good works! Think of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;[source unknown]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3205393916026336626-7414210828732994257?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7414210828732994257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/7414210828732994257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/think-about-it.html' title='THINK ABOUT IT'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-3277135573180817328</id><published>2008-09-10T23:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:32:19.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i want joyful Jesus hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SMiQvQApQaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TXy3Ho1AAOU/s1600-h/IMG_4587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SMiQvQApQaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TXy3Ho1AAOU/s200/IMG_4587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244600907498865058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"There is nothing dreary or doubtful about (the life). It is meant to be continually joyful.... We are called to a settled happiness in the Lord whose joy is our strength." -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A Chance to Die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; p.241&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I read a story, or writing rather, today about how our hands can be used to serve others and do things for others. We can and must use them in powerful ways. We need to use them to share Jesus' love. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[our hands are no longer ours, but they belong to Jesus.] &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I pray that you would bring me the joy and strength which comes from You alone that I might use these hands for You each day. To serve you and serve others, and to love you and love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;in Your name. amen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-3277135573180817328?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3277135573180817328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/3277135573180817328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-joyful-jesus-hands.html' title='i want joyful Jesus hands'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SMiQvQApQaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TXy3Ho1AAOU/s72-c/IMG_4587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-4178565285985050889</id><published>2008-08-30T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:49:29.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanted you from the beginning of time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXrnv4eJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wRREAMWmB0M/s1600-h/20-May-2006+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXrnv4eJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wRREAMWmB0M/s200/20-May-2006+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527154570623122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXrw6UxXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WjrvzkGk-_s/s1600-h/IMG_3419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXrw6UxXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/WjrvzkGk-_s/s200/IMG_3419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527157030339954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXsBdPyjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nm0agXK6na8/s1600-h/IMG_3669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXsBdPyjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nm0agXK6na8/s200/IMG_3669.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527161471781426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;tonight when i checked my email i had one from my dear friend theresa. she attached a beautiful song. [the words are below, i know it's kinda long. but i encourage you to read through it.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lives begin by accident, so they say, so they say. &lt;br /&gt;And some lives were never meant, so they say, so they say.&lt;br /&gt;But I say to you, there are no mistakes, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;For I gave My life to prove, that I wanted you.    &lt;br /&gt;I wanted you from the beginning of time,  I wanted you and&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how glad I am that you're Mine! &lt;br /&gt;You will be rejected sometimes in this life,  but I chose you, selected you, making you Mine.    &lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, so I made you and called you to be Mine.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you and I want you to know that you're worth My own life.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, and I still do.     Some lives are not worth living for, so they say, so they say. &lt;br /&gt;But the smallest of lives are worth so much more, so I say, so I say.  &lt;br /&gt;And I say to you, put down the lies, believe what's true,  &lt;br /&gt;what My heart already knew; that I wanted &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;  I wanted you, so I made you and called you to be Mine. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted you and I want you to know that you're worth My own life. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted you, and I still do.   &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[from Songs of Ministry. I Wanted You. by Dennis Jernigan.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i listened to this song, i was perusing through old photos of the african babies i helped take care of last year. i almost began crying as i listened to the beautiful words of the song, and as i remember each of those pairs of helpless eyes i gazed into. this song fits their life exactly. they were abandoned, left in a field, on a doorstep. or in a garbage bin. they may have seemed like a "mistake" when their AIDS-stricken mother birthed them. but God knew what He was doing when he made them. and when He made me and you. God knew you before the beginning of the world. He loves you! &lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lord, you have been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever you had formed the earth and the world, from everlasting to everlasting you are God." Psalm 90:1,2&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;and then i was reading through a thank-you letter i sent out after i returned home from south africa. and this is what stuck out to me:    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;["My heart would break knowing the stories of how the babies came to us. Each one special, each one unique. Some were abandoned in the hospital just after being born. Some were left on a street corner, in a garbage dump, a public restroom, an open field, or on a doorstep. My heart goes out to each little one of them. While rocking them, I would gaze into their dark, little eyes, seeing in them their helplessness and dependency on me for their every need. I could also see my own reflection in their eyes and was reminded of my own helplessness and need to depend on God for all my needs. They showed me how to love with the deepest, most meaningful, and genuine love, as God does. I loved deeply and opened my heart fully. I let them in and these wee little babies taught me things about life, love, and God's purpose for me."]&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you are important. God carefully created you. and has a beautiful plan in store for your life. stop letting those lies swirl in your mind. p, you matter. believe the truth He has given you. don't let your thoughts condemn or control you any more. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted you, and I still do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;   "By this we shall know that we are of the truth and reassure our heart before him; for whenever our heart condemns us, God is greater than our heart, and he knows everything." 1 John 3:19,20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you Jesus for saving me. i love you so much!&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/3205393916026336626-4178565285985050889?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4178565285985050889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/4178565285985050889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wanted-you-from-beginning-of-time.html' title='I wanted you from the beginning of time.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLoXrnv4eJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/wRREAMWmB0M/s72-c/20-May-2006+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3205393916026336626.post-2220586266425767897</id><published>2008-08-29T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:58:44.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>all jumbled up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLtMRt-wZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qIZyQWX5hJs/s1600-h/IMG_3685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLtMRt-wZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qIZyQWX5hJs/s400/IMG_3685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240866458660005554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;just back to classes for the fall semester. getting back into the mode of doing homework and studying in my spare time. it's a challenge. i'm already feeling a bit overwhelmed. but i know i need to keep it all in perspective. and keep my priorities straight. after all, what really matters is not a good grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; but whether i've loved with all that is within me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my friends and i decided this year that we want to be diligent in our studies and use time more wisely. so we can still have time to spend with family. our friends. helping others. or spending precious time with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; we do not want to be consumed by school. or let it define us. we want Christ to be our all. and everything else to flow out of our love for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm a student at a community college, so not all the students are from the typical 18-22 year old age group. there are many 20 somethings and middle-aged adults. i like having older people around. so, in my advanced first aid class this week we all introduced eachother, and there are some really neat people. one lady has 9 kids and another man has 15. i also met a man who's son was murdered at age 2. and one of my a&amp;amp;p lab partners who is only a few years older then me is married and has 3 kids. looking at each of these individuals i don't think i would ever have guessed all that on my own. i love hearing people's stories. about their life. i am so quick to label people sometimes or just think they're a certain way. based on what? just the way they look or act or dress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;[everyone has a story. everyone matters.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bible says: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"judge not, that you be not judged. for with the judgement you pronounce you will be judged, and with the measure you use it will be measured to you." matthew 7:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i desire to start loving people, even strangers. more and more. like Jesus does. unconditionally. and with great compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Jesus said ["I have compassion on the crowd..."]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; He loves the people we try to stay away from. He loves the neighbor we never talk to. He loves the people we avoid looking at. or those we don't even see. He is the example of love. He is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so, where do i start? there's a huge world out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; start with your own neighbor. the person who sits next to you in math class. your lab partner. love on your little sister or brother. start with those around you. wherever you find yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;do you ever think about the babies being born right now? like, right now there's a little boy being born in africa who has dark eyes. or a little girl in china. do you think about how much money you spend on yourself? or how people are dying of starvation right now? i am burdened by how frivolous we americans live. i am saddened when i think of all the suffering, dying people. and how i sit in my house and eat more food then i need, and not even think twice about it. i turn on the faucet and don't even realize what a privilege it is to have clean, running water. or use a real toilet, when thousands of people go in the street each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i am attached to many things i own. whether it's clothing, money, books, the computer, cds, my camera, or cozy bed. have these things become little idols? God commands us in the second commandment to have no idols. i probably break that commandment every day. does that make me sad? or do i just keep on living the exact same way? Lord, strip me of all the little idols i have made for myself. And make me fully Yours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 1 john 1:9]&lt;/span&gt; Thank you Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of these thoughts of mine don't really flow together i guess, but they just kinda jumbled out. the Lord is working in my heart and molding me to be more like Himself each day. there are so many uncertainties in my life. i mean i guess that's true for each one of us whether we admit it or not. only God knows when we'll die. in all of life's trials, troubles, joy, &amp;amp; pain. HE is there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are you trusting Him today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices! Refrain from anger, forsake wrath! Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil. For the evildoers shall be cut off, but those who wait for the LORD shall inherit the land." Psalm 37:7-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3205393916026336626-2220586266425767897?l=remindedagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2220586266425767897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3205393916026336626/posts/default/2220586266425767897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remindedagain.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-jumbled-up.html' title='all jumbled up.'/><author><name>Cilla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13252752948568946845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SyV12l8mBhI/AAAAAAAABYI/K-PvkdYeq9Y/S220/hiking+08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5TlIxgkRLU/SLtMRt-wZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qIZyQWX5hJs/s72-c/IMG_3685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
