<?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-3710880618611770802</id><updated>2011-10-10T11:07:47.148-04:00</updated><category term='Concert'/><category term='Worship'/><category term='Amy Grant'/><category term='God&apos;s love'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='daily encouragement'/><category term='conviction'/><title type='text'>Finding rest in HIM</title><subtitle type='html'>"Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest"
Matthew 11:28</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6458292186505127368</id><published>2011-04-23T08:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:53:41.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 10 months to sweet Lou Lou!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4x7l-XaVxQ/TbLLeGO4e8I/AAAAAAAABBg/hcn0t_AFSUA/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4x7l-XaVxQ/TbLLeGO4e8I/AAAAAAAABBg/hcn0t_AFSUA/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598761004704496578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, "Lou Lou" is miss Olivia's latest nickname. It started off as Livie, then Livie lou, now just plain lou lou! This little girl is precious, let me tell ya! She smiles ALL DAY LONG and is so content with crawling around to play with her big sisters. God truly blessed us the day HE made her a part of our family! I can't believe in just 2 short months she'll be 1!!!!! Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6458292186505127368?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6458292186505127368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6458292186505127368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6458292186505127368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6458292186505127368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-10-months-to-sweet-lou-lou.html' title='Happy 10 months to sweet Lou Lou!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4x7l-XaVxQ/TbLLeGO4e8I/AAAAAAAABBg/hcn0t_AFSUA/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4166406271641662888</id><published>2011-02-16T14:28:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T13:02:49.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy of Love...Days 9-15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2k3wvSnj8o/TVwoGJX-ViI/AAAAAAAAA_k/S_I1OiomuN0/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2k3wvSnj8o/TVwoGJX-ViI/AAAAAAAAA_k/S_I1OiomuN0/s400/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574374524838630946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNo92k0dS-o/TVwn0w4ql8I/AAAAAAAAA_c/Th-InzwXXmE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNo92k0dS-o/TVwn0w4ql8I/AAAAAAAAA_c/Th-InzwXXmE/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574374226207086530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I'd just lump them all together in one post......I'm a bit behind, and as you may have noticed, I never did days 6 and 7, but at this point I'm just going to call them a loss. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Passions and Hobbies. Aren't animals totally worthless? Well, mine sure are! Here are the "brothers" Max and Sebastian, spooning up on one another and napping.....one of their favorite hobbies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: Space/Where they are comfortable. Miss O is very comfy on her tummy, just hangin' out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: Dreams. I don't know if she'll dream to be a photographer like me, but I look forward to encouraging her along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: Eyes. I could gaze into all of my babies eyes at any given moment, but when I looked at this one of miss Kayla, it took my breath away. They are the windows to her soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01JZSkXaKyQ/TVwnbUIazvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/7auo5hrkWmA/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-01JZSkXaKyQ/TVwnbUIazvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/7auo5hrkWmA/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373788991803122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49ERe1vpwGg/TVwnSFP7BoI/AAAAAAAAA_M/LLYdjpTMImM/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49ERe1vpwGg/TVwnSFP7BoI/AAAAAAAAA_M/LLYdjpTMImM/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373630377920130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 13: Routines. Miss Olivia's routine is mostly play, play, play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: Jewelry. Ten tiny toes, one BIG promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: Kiss. Slobbery kiss from Max filled with lots of love for his baby "sister!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUa7Jx1r3Ow/TVwm89972JI/AAAAAAAAA_E/zxD7_voNBIk/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GUa7Jx1r3Ow/TVwm89972JI/AAAAAAAAA_E/zxD7_voNBIk/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574373267646175378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBNwLYRdzMA/TVwmd5ulRHI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XFA0qaLDt6I/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBNwLYRdzMA/TVwmd5ulRHI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XFA0qaLDt6I/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372733932094578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiiQ6_F9SSk/TVwmONwdO-I/AAAAAAAAA-0/B50bvqV3qkU/s1600/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiiQ6_F9SSk/TVwmONwdO-I/AAAAAAAAA-0/B50bvqV3qkU/s400/kiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574372464430758882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4166406271641662888?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4166406271641662888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4166406271641662888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4166406271641662888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4166406271641662888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-lovedays-9-15.html' title='Joy of Love...Days 9-15'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2k3wvSnj8o/TVwoGJX-ViI/AAAAAAAAA_k/S_I1OiomuN0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4181392892296346162</id><published>2011-02-08T16:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:40:33.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Love (Day 8) "Gift from the Heart"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG4KpO2y7I/AAAAAAAAA-s/zsYPI-Nh52M/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG4KpO2y7I/AAAAAAAAA-s/zsYPI-Nh52M/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571436707040381874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift I get from my husband is his evident love, not only for me, but more importantly, for Christ, our Savior! Without that love, we would indeed be lost!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4181392892296346162?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4181392892296346162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4181392892296346162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4181392892296346162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4181392892296346162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-8-gift-from-heart.html' title='The Joy of Love (Day 8) &quot;Gift from the Heart&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG4KpO2y7I/AAAAAAAAA-s/zsYPI-Nh52M/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3507301079679760953</id><published>2011-02-04T16:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:38:41.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Love (Day 5) "Love to Hate"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG3ukOFGbI/AAAAAAAAA-k/OgP-ZNYk1qw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG3ukOFGbI/AAAAAAAAA-k/OgP-ZNYk1qw/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571436224658610610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this man, but I hate the "scruff mcGruff" look he likes to do every so often (in particularly in the winter time) He claims it's because it keeps him warm, but I think it's just laziness. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3507301079679760953?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3507301079679760953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3507301079679760953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3507301079679760953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3507301079679760953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-5-love-to-hate.html' title='The Joy of Love (Day 5) &quot;Love to Hate&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TVG3ukOFGbI/AAAAAAAAA-k/OgP-ZNYk1qw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8639324831820458713</id><published>2011-02-04T11:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:50:28.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Love (Day 4) "What they wear"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwuS58WKnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AJfnv0syvdc/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwuS58WKnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AJfnv0syvdc/s400/067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569877741476915826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little "old lady" Anna wears her glasses every day.....and I think she is the CUTEST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8639324831820458713?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8639324831820458713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8639324831820458713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8639324831820458713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8639324831820458713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-4-what-they-wear.html' title='The Joy of Love (Day 4) &quot;What they wear&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwuS58WKnI/AAAAAAAAA-c/AJfnv0syvdc/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8323221146657024354</id><published>2011-02-03T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:49:07.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Love (Day 3) "Then and Now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwt5spARdI/AAAAAAAAA-U/EirJkuocPnk/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwt5spARdI/AAAAAAAAA-U/EirJkuocPnk/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569877308409398738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has 6 years passed me by so quickly!? Here is my sweet Kayla Grace at age 6 months, and now, just 3 weeks shy of 6 years old!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8323221146657024354?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8323221146657024354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8323221146657024354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8323221146657024354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8323221146657024354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-3-then-and-now.html' title='The Joy of Love (Day 3) &quot;Then and Now&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwt5spARdI/AAAAAAAAA-U/EirJkuocPnk/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8665927341035690087</id><published>2011-02-02T23:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:46:42.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy of Love (Day 2) "How they look"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwtJz-PpsI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5lS09xsspwQ/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwtJz-PpsI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5lS09xsspwQ/s400/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569876485743814338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUws7eU9O5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/mt34cElYKBA/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUws7eU9O5I/AAAAAAAAA-E/mt34cElYKBA/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569876239415327634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwsix611pI/AAAAAAAAA98/cFqdHIXoF64/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwsix611pI/AAAAAAAAA98/cFqdHIXoF64/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569875815177770642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't decide between these pictures....so I put them all up! Which is your favorite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8665927341035690087?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8665927341035690087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8665927341035690087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8665927341035690087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8665927341035690087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-2-how-they-look.html' title='Joy of Love (Day 2) &quot;How they look&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUwtJz-PpsI/AAAAAAAAA-M/5lS09xsspwQ/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2094553915570711162</id><published>2011-02-01T08:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T11:41:05.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Love (Day 1) "What they Do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUgPCKSMUHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/GFvTJ0u5n2A/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUgPCKSMUHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/GFvTJ0u5n2A/s400/040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568717469038432370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have signed up for a e-class on FB with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="profile_name" class="fn org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;willette {classic children's portraiture}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;Day 1's assignment was to capture someone (spouse, children, loved one) doing what they do. I decided to use this picture I snapped of my two big girls taking a bubble bath. Boy, do they LOVE their bath time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was taken with my Nikon D5000 on Auto mode, F 5.6, ISO800, 55mm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2094553915570711162?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2094553915570711162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2094553915570711162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2094553915570711162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2094553915570711162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/02/joy-of-love-day-1.html' title='The Joy of Love (Day 1) &quot;What they Do&quot;'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TUgPCKSMUHI/AAAAAAAAA9w/GFvTJ0u5n2A/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8512337539000729389</id><published>2011-01-12T09:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T23:24:49.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3E2f8biVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hVA9WVPcOA8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3E2f8biVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hVA9WVPcOA8/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561317555439372626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3EgtqQ6QI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/VWhzyJGIOdk/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3EgtqQ6QI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/VWhzyJGIOdk/s400/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561317181164153090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3DwqvsJhI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/pKiT5gpsOVA/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3DwqvsJhI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/pKiT5gpsOVA/s400/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561316355747882514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3DTi2YygI/AAAAAAAAA9I/yQo-27VDHOc/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3DTi2YygI/AAAAAAAAA9I/yQo-27VDHOc/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561315855412283906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3C601HRYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ZQADJQY-ydM/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3C601HRYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ZQADJQY-ydM/s400/049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561315430742050178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3BoKKLh3I/AAAAAAAAA84/h6rXA95Jo1o/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3BoKKLh3I/AAAAAAAAA84/h6rXA95Jo1o/s400/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561314010538411890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe another year has come and gone! We had such an amazing Christmas season this year! We had a couple of "firsts." One was getting to meet Santa Cow! What a cool piece of beef he was! Also,this Christmas was our first to do the whole "Santa" bit. The girls really loved it, and I must admit, so did mommy and daddy! I was given a website that you could go to and create a very personal email message from the big guy, complete with pictures and him calling your child by name! The girls thought it was the COOLEST thing ever! In addition, on Christmas morning, they saw the half eaten cookies and all 9 little nibbles out of our big carrot we left for the reindeer. It was magical! And, just as he promised in the email, he made good on leaving them just what they had asked for.....PILLOW PETS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's a new year. I can't believe how incredibly blessed this family is, and continues to be. We are all looking forward to what this year holds for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIS Grace and Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8512337539000729389?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8512337539000729389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8512337539000729389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8512337539000729389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8512337539000729389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-cheer.html' title='Christmas cheer'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TS3E2f8biVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/hVA9WVPcOA8/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3818715808521666326</id><published>2010-12-30T16:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T16:42:28.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6 months sweet girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz8kuadqUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/drj-EqOLAFw/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz8kuadqUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/drj-EqOLAFw/s400/100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556593748132866370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz8ZUd7etI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DtZd2VyP4kA/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz8ZUd7etI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DtZd2VyP4kA/s400/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556593552189520594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz73CUMUOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/YNxFF9jae0s/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz73CUMUOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/YNxFF9jae0s/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556592963201290466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....how has it been 6 months already? Olivia Joy is such an amazing addition to our family! She is talking up a storm these days, eating all sorts of new foods, sitting up, and really enjoys playtime with her sisters. She weighs 16.10 lbs and is 25 inches. (another shorty in the family) She brings our family dynamic to a whole new level, and is ALWAYS smiling! My life is so rich and blessed! Here's a few recent shots of my sweet baby girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3818715808521666326?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3818715808521666326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3818715808521666326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3818715808521666326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3818715808521666326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-6-months-sweet-girl.html' title='Happy 6 months sweet girl!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TRz8kuadqUI/AAAAAAAAA8w/drj-EqOLAFw/s72-c/100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3230779036353460630</id><published>2010-11-02T09:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:51:45.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAXWGRv2cI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1fxj29pZ4bk/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAXWGRv2cI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1fxj29pZ4bk/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534949610447952322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAW-n8ti8I/AAAAAAAAA78/Jceg4VBV5A0/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAW-n8ti8I/AAAAAAAAA78/Jceg4VBV5A0/s400/017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534949207169665986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAPuf_oWGI/AAAAAAAAA70/x_B7FTUQlI0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAPuf_oWGI/AAAAAAAAA70/x_B7FTUQlI0/s400/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534941233575123042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAO5A28lQI/AAAAAAAAA7s/iVDaFIL7aQ8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAO5A28lQI/AAAAAAAAA7s/iVDaFIL7aQ8/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534940314684134658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of September 8, we are officially a homeschool-in family! Things have been good, and I think we're starting to get in a good groove. Kayla can spell/sound out words and write them down, she knows all of her oceans and continents. She can name all the bones in her body. We have also been very blessed to have found and plugged into a great homeschool community/group here locally. On Thursdays, we have co-op classes with the group at a nearby church. This has been really great for the girls as well. Here are a few pics of school at home and Anna in one of her co-op classes. Enjoy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3230779036353460630?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3230779036353460630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3230779036353460630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3230779036353460630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3230779036353460630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-days.html' title='School days'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAXWGRv2cI/AAAAAAAAA8E/1fxj29pZ4bk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3571781249514052892</id><published>2010-11-02T09:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:08:50.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNANBtFfmCI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VvvdSbpioXo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNANBtFfmCI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VvvdSbpioXo/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534938264972007458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAMrbLm6aI/AAAAAAAAA7c/f0tEs1F_JJw/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAMrbLm6aI/AAAAAAAAA7c/f0tEs1F_JJw/s400/071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534937882208692642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple cute sister shots. These 3 little girls are such an amazing blessing in my life, and never cease to keep me on my toes!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3571781249514052892?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3571781249514052892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3571781249514052892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3571781249514052892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3571781249514052892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/11/sweet-sisters.html' title='Sweet sisters'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNANBtFfmCI/AAAAAAAAA7k/VvvdSbpioXo/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8850976523148987957</id><published>2010-11-02T08:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:03:29.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A zoo-rific time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAMF_NG37I/AAAAAAAAA7U/tIjpqg-rgho/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAMF_NG37I/AAAAAAAAA7U/tIjpqg-rgho/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534937239043628978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNALtrO_CRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vDSWbl3mumw/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNALtrO_CRI/AAAAAAAAA7M/vDSWbl3mumw/s400/031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534936821365934354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNALONKue8I/AAAAAAAAA7E/zIcgT78N28w/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNALONKue8I/AAAAAAAAA7E/zIcgT78N28w/s400/045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534936280719064002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAJ5gpOm2I/AAAAAAAAA68/ToMqIb6ovmE/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAJ5gpOm2I/AAAAAAAAA68/ToMqIb6ovmE/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534934825658391394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAJoiuIroI/AAAAAAAAA60/RLuydDDI3b4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAJoiuIroI/AAAAAAAAA60/RLuydDDI3b4/s400/009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534934534158069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, we headed to Waco for a fun zoo day! The weather was absolutely PERFECT! I had never been to the zoo in Waco, and we hadn't had a zoo trip at all in at least 2 years. A fun time was had by ALL! Here's a few pics from the day....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8850976523148987957?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8850976523148987957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8850976523148987957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8850976523148987957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8850976523148987957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/11/zoo-rific-time.html' title='A zoo-rific time!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAMF_NG37I/AAAAAAAAA7U/tIjpqg-rgho/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2568324752983152059</id><published>2010-11-02T08:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T08:49:50.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months have FLOWN by!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAI1TOpdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/mbeQZ9CJBWU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAI1TOpdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/mbeQZ9CJBWU/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534933653826139362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, keeping up with 3 kids, teaching 2 of them, trying to maintain my home in some kind of order, being involved in church activities, etc, etc have really put this blog on the back burner! I can't believe my sweet baby girl is already almost 4.5 months! Here's a quick pic I snapped of her on Oct 22 (her 4 month day)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be posting more updates later....I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2568324752983152059?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2568324752983152059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2568324752983152059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2568324752983152059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2568324752983152059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/11/4-months-have-flown-by.html' title='4 months have FLOWN by!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TNAI1TOpdOI/AAAAAAAAA6s/mbeQZ9CJBWU/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3250880107585180566</id><published>2010-07-13T12:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:59:29.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud big sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy3hj18iyI/AAAAAAAAA50/zCKY-HoJNTA/s1600/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493467432670235426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy3hj18iyI/AAAAAAAAA50/zCKY-HoJNTA/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy3MdyUuwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/BCAq0gw8710/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493467070267177730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy3MdyUuwI/AAAAAAAAA5s/BCAq0gw8710/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy1f25QICI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lWzVKStmytM/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493465204401381410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy1f25QICI/AAAAAAAAA5k/lWzVKStmytM/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just like Christmas morning when I brought their new baby sister home....no, scratch that. WAY better than Christmas morning! They are such helpers to mommy, and the BEST big sisters anyone could ask for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3250880107585180566?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3250880107585180566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3250880107585180566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3250880107585180566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3250880107585180566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/07/proud-big-sisters.html' title='Proud big sisters'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDy3hj18iyI/AAAAAAAAA50/zCKY-HoJNTA/s72-c/DSC_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6669782271074706350</id><published>2010-07-13T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:58:54.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Olivia Joy Haefs is HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDybRYTTt_I/AAAAAAAAA5c/u3mDLzltgfg/s1600/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493436368368678898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDybRYTTt_I/AAAAAAAAA5c/u3mDLzltgfg/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making her grand entrace on June 22, 2010, and weighing in at 8 lbs 7 ozs, here she is! She is 3 weeks old as of today, and such a good baby. Hardly ever cries, and is sweet and pink as can be. We just love having her in our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is of miss Olivia just a couple hours after she was born....already a little fashion diva!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6669782271074706350?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6669782271074706350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6669782271074706350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6669782271074706350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6669782271074706350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/07/olivia-joy-haefs-is-here.html' title='Olivia Joy Haefs is HERE!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDybRYTTt_I/AAAAAAAAA5c/u3mDLzltgfg/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4996444540637850747</id><published>2010-07-13T10:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:44:30.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day and 7 years of wedded bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx7s25haAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/tWpm3AneE3U/s1600/000_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493401656066402306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx7s25haAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/tWpm3AneE3U/s400/000_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I had the pleasure of celebrating Mother's day AND my sweet anniversary all in the same day! I could go on and on about how increadibly blessed I feel everyday. I have healthy happy children and a husband who loves me, but more importantly loves the Lord, and leads our household in HIS ways. Here's to many more years of God's great blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4996444540637850747?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4996444540637850747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4996444540637850747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4996444540637850747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4996444540637850747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/07/mothers-day-and-7-years-of-wedded-bliss.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day and 7 years of wedded bliss'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx7s25haAI/AAAAAAAAA5U/tWpm3AneE3U/s72-c/000_0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-215149067190219474</id><published>2010-07-13T10:24:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:40:33.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx6vNhpaPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HCVsObUF4Ps/s1600/102_4579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493400596988389618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx6vNhpaPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HCVsObUF4Ps/s400/102_4579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx6VYMf0_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/frGuCqwrtd8/s1600/102_4536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493400153175872498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx6VYMf0_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/frGuCqwrtd8/s400/102_4536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5wtsd-SI/AAAAAAAAA48/jX2Fzdl-ZUM/s1600/102_4453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493399523291953442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5wtsd-SI/AAAAAAAAA48/jX2Fzdl-ZUM/s400/102_4453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5fmD5aLI/AAAAAAAAA40/LXgnUmPyjg8/s1600/102_4592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493399229184960690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5fmD5aLI/AAAAAAAAA40/LXgnUmPyjg8/s400/102_4592.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5BZ8-LQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/82Z2p4yRb7Y/s1600/102_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493398710538611970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx5BZ8-LQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/82Z2p4yRb7Y/s400/102_4586.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx426SktxI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0MEcdv4uqHo/s1600/102_4579.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4ppkKkOI/AAAAAAAAA4c/82nvxdIBBJ8/s1600/102_4576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493398302412673250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4ppkKkOI/AAAAAAAAA4c/82nvxdIBBJ8/s400/102_4576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4Xy-3K0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/ZxxD4vlGQIo/s1600/102_4557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493397995702922050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4Xy-3K0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/ZxxD4vlGQIo/s400/102_4557.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4C7f6HSI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LOypromHwlQ/s1600/102_4501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493397637211757858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx4C7f6HSI/AAAAAAAAA4M/LOypromHwlQ/s400/102_4501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our trip to San Antonio, although it was 3 months ago, still stands out in my mind. The weather didn't cooperate the entire time, but we did make the most of it, and you know what....we had fun playing in the rain! With two different children's museums, a trip to the Alamo, several stops at some beautiful missions and churchs, a fun IMAX movie and a yummy meal at Rainforest Cafe, we had a blast! Here's a few pictures from our fun weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-215149067190219474?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/215149067190219474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=215149067190219474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/215149067190219474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/215149067190219474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/07/san-antonio-fun.html' title='San Antonio fun'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx6vNhpaPI/AAAAAAAAA5M/HCVsObUF4Ps/s72-c/102_4579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8820477162177232400</id><published>2010-07-13T07:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:24:05.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too long gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx2seaTlrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BKoRueZghMY/s1600/102_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493396151934883506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx2seaTlrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BKoRueZghMY/s400/102_4623.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1-AfNVhI/AAAAAAAAA38/El9lJenIVe8/s1600/102_4771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493395353628399122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1-AfNVhI/AAAAAAAAA38/El9lJenIVe8/s400/102_4771.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1p4vtM5I/AAAAAAAAA30/sgWeQ2puKsk/s1600/102_4831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493395007952728978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1p4vtM5I/AAAAAAAAA30/sgWeQ2puKsk/s400/102_4831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1EUeoXsI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oYX795a0-a8/s1600/102_4833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493394362562272962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx1EUeoXsI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oYX795a0-a8/s400/102_4833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx0iFwZfOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/qi2-oKPnq4w/s1600/102_4840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493393774494711010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx0iFwZfOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/qi2-oKPnq4w/s400/102_4840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx0J3n1BVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/YlK64VJMiTQ/s1600/102_4940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493393358383809874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx0J3n1BVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/YlK64VJMiTQ/s400/102_4940.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxznfFhWLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/B_0W-ffW_CA/s1600/102_4949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493392767681910962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxznfFhWLI/AAAAAAAAA3U/B_0W-ffW_CA/s400/102_4949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxyz3v-yKI/AAAAAAAAA3M/OUCuLLpIBpM/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493391880949254306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxyz3v-yKI/AAAAAAAAA3M/OUCuLLpIBpM/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxxz5ErYbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/bfm4DdzYftQ/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493390781792870834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxxz5ErYbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/bfm4DdzYftQ/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxxWNKqZ_I/AAAAAAAAA28/fvq6D0N5eoU/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493390271790606322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxxWNKqZ_I/AAAAAAAAA28/fvq6D0N5eoU/s400/DSC_0043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDxv46-rWMI/AAAAAAAAA20/TBC8MMGcBmA/s1600/102_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How did I let 2 months go by without a post? Well, the last 2 months of my pregnancy were very busy. We had a fantastic trip to San Antonio, I did LOTS of nesting at home to prepare for baby Olivia's arrival, and tried to pack in as much sweet Kayla and Anna fun times as possible. We had several trips to the splashpad, some big lego fun with daddy, a sweet visit from their Pops and Izzy, painting mommy's big tummy, Kayla's graduation from AWANA cubbies, and lots of fun playdates with friends. Here's a few pics to catch you up on April-June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8820477162177232400?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8820477162177232400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8820477162177232400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8820477162177232400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8820477162177232400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/07/too-long-gone.html' title='Too long gone'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/TDx2seaTlrI/AAAAAAAAA4E/BKoRueZghMY/s72-c/102_4623.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5535905864345984231</id><published>2010-04-19T09:46:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:16:02.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluebonnet Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xzRZbWkII/AAAAAAAAA1c/0g2B-s80RNQ/s1600/102_4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461867190814150786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xzRZbWkII/AAAAAAAAA1c/0g2B-s80RNQ/s400/102_4409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xyibWjNtI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fqayBIZ1KLg/s1600/102_4414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461866383877027538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xyibWjNtI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fqayBIZ1KLg/s400/102_4414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xyRs4Di2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/61buqGMDmG8/s1600/102_4428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461866096523184994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xyRs4Di2I/AAAAAAAAA1M/61buqGMDmG8/s400/102_4428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xxs2RoriI/AAAAAAAAA1E/gir48nmvEJc/s1600/kayla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461865463391235618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xxs2RoriI/AAAAAAAAA1E/gir48nmvEJc/s400/kayla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xw2GLWClI/AAAAAAAAA08/hQ11P9dorYA/s1600/102_4431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461864522767010386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xw2GLWClI/AAAAAAAAA08/hQ11P9dorYA/s400/102_4431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xmaVc5HII/AAAAAAAAA00/IXD2_kNYmzI/s1600/102_4414.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As an official Texan, I have been bit by the bluebonnet bug! (try saying that 10 times fast!) They are simply everywhere around here, and make driving anywhere worth while! Bluebonnets are the TX state flower, and look absolutely stunning in bunches. I had heard about a great field not far from me, where I could take the girls and snap a few shots. It was on government property, and they don't mind one bit (friendly Texans!) So, without further anticipation, here's a few shots from last week's photo session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5535905864345984231?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5535905864345984231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5535905864345984231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5535905864345984231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5535905864345984231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/04/bluebonnet-beauties.html' title='Bluebonnet Beauties'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xzRZbWkII/AAAAAAAAA1c/0g2B-s80RNQ/s72-c/102_4409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3677674267642070931</id><published>2010-04-19T09:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:46:04.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink it is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xeen6k5fI/AAAAAAAAA0U/PIwXpUyqISg/s1600/BABY+GIRL+24WK_20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461844328297326066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xeen6k5fI/AAAAAAAAA0U/PIwXpUyqISg/s400/BABY+GIRL+24WK_20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Better late then never right? Well, our stubborn little baby finally showed us it's "goods." It's a GIRL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we're destined for pink around here! We've already got her crib up and her new bedding in. We went with pink cherry blossom trees and birds as the "theme." Her name will be Olivia Joy. So, our girl's middle names all "go" together.....we have Grace, Faith, and Joy. I suppose if we do try for one more and it's a girl maybe we'll have to use Love? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.....here she is, sweet as can be, at our last ultrasound (around 25 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as of today, I am 31 1/2 weeks....won't be long now!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3677674267642070931?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3677674267642070931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3677674267642070931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3677674267642070931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3677674267642070931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/04/pink-it-is.html' title='Pink it is!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S8xeen6k5fI/AAAAAAAAA0U/PIwXpUyqISg/s72-c/BABY+GIRL+24WK_20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-601827177654621212</id><published>2010-03-02T14:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:24:45.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41l1unQAUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Y_iJo0LzgHI/s1600-h/babykayla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41l1unQAUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Y_iJo0LzgHI/s400/babykayla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119498280927554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41lvLZywLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LDboz4_djfk/s1600-h/102_3916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41lvLZywLI/AAAAAAAAA0E/LDboz4_djfk/s400/102_3916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119385750028466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to a beautiful, loving, gentle (when she wants to be), caring, God loving, spirited, spunky, silly, adventurous, social little Kayla Grace! We love you so much and are blessed beyond words that God chose US to be your parents! What an honor it truly is to watch you grow, in body and spirit! You teach us so much about ourselves and of love, and we are so excited to continue with you on this journey of life! Happy Birthday sweet Kayla girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-601827177654621212?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/601827177654621212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=601827177654621212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/601827177654621212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/601827177654621212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-baby-is-5.html' title='My baby is 5!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41l1unQAUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Y_iJo0LzgHI/s72-c/babykayla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7875878815575592626</id><published>2010-03-02T09:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T13:47:08.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautifully blessed snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41c-Eu8VvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bjPSoHofenw/s1600-h/sany1262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41c-Eu8VvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bjPSoHofenw/s400/sany1262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444109746053076722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41bRl7pKXI/AAAAAAAAAzk/voSZRlbeqgI/s1600-h/102_3744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41bRl7pKXI/AAAAAAAAAzk/voSZRlbeqgI/s400/102_3744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444107882358974834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41bFz8oIfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BqBNVbCoAC8/s1600-h/102_3756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41bFz8oIfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BqBNVbCoAC8/s400/102_3756.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444107679962767858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41a0BEdjKI/AAAAAAAAAzU/_CDEJjKwC_s/s1600-h/102_3720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41a0BEdjKI/AAAAAAAAAzU/_CDEJjKwC_s/s400/102_3720.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444107374247644322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a bit late getting this out, and from the weather we've been getting lately, it feels as though it's been over a month since we saw this winter wonderland, but it was only a week ago that we were seeing this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a TON of fun playing in it! We made a snowman, and David and his folks who were visiting for the day, made a HUGE angel Gabriel. I may have overdone it a bit, because I was sick the next day, but it was totally worth it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-7875878815575592626?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7875878815575592626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7875878815575592626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7875878815575592626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7875878815575592626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautifully-blessed-snow.html' title='A beautifully blessed snow'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S41c-Eu8VvI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bjPSoHofenw/s72-c/sany1262.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7861220593803020338</id><published>2010-02-16T13:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:46:42.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23 weeks and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S3rn6veK-5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/3E6tFOOqLdc/s1600-h/000_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S3rn6veK-5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/3E6tFOOqLdc/s400/000_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438914496364739474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because this was the first baby that we officially "tried" for, maybe it's because we suffered two losses during our 10 months of trying, but whatever the case, this pregnancy seems to be crawling by! I know I will be thankful for that fact at some point, but right now I just want to meet my sweet baby! Things are going very well, and I feel great! I have another ultrasound in a week and a half where, hopefully, the baby will cooperate and show us the goods! We tried about a month ago, and those little thighs were glued shut! I have complete nursery ideas picked out for a boy and a girl, and names are ready to go too! All we need to see now is which it will be! Here is a picture of me at 23 weeks (all dolled up for the gym!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-7861220593803020338?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7861220593803020338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7861220593803020338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7861220593803020338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7861220593803020338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/02/23-weeks-and-counting.html' title='23 weeks and counting...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S3rn6veK-5I/AAAAAAAAAzM/3E6tFOOqLdc/s72-c/000_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8657342340341813282</id><published>2010-01-13T13:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:16:25.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God speaks.....even through chips and salsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S04WizXbmkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/zzjcKKQM_YE/s1600-h/tortilla+chip+crumbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S04WizXbmkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/zzjcKKQM_YE/s400/tortilla+chip+crumbs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426299388187875906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been on a huge spicy food kick ever since finding out I was pregnant. I've been making homemade salsa on a very regular basis, which also means I've been buying lots of corn chips to go with it. Yesterday as I was nearing the end of the bag of chips, only to get to the "bottom of the bag" chips, you know the ones I mean. They are all broken, small and some are even reduced to mere crumbs. Now, what do we usually do with these chips? Most of us probably just toss them because they are too hard to mess with, especially if you are wanting to dip them in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tossed the bag....didn't really give it another thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all know that God can use any situation in our lives to teach us something, but this? Surly not! However, through chips and salsa, God spoke...Early this morning, I heard His heavenly whisper  say to me....."Aren't all my children like those chips you tossed? Broken, crumbling and small? Yet, I delight in these chips! They have purpose and flavor, just the same as the others!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat there in my bed, the quietness all around me, I thanked the Lord for such a beautiful word picture as this! What a joy to my heart to be reminded of these things. For one, I am broken, but glued together only by the undeserved saving grace of our Lord, Jesus Christ! Two, I do have purpose, even when those around me don't see it, HE does! As for my "flavor," I have to remember that each and every person on this earth is made by our Almighty creator and I should love openly, wholeheartedly and fully, each one of them, because He does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a God filled day, and remember, don't throw away those bottom of the bag chips! They're yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Grace alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8657342340341813282?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8657342340341813282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8657342340341813282' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8657342340341813282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8657342340341813282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-speakseven-through-chips-and-salsa.html' title='God speaks.....even through chips and salsa'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/S04WizXbmkI/AAAAAAAAAy8/zzjcKKQM_YE/s72-c/tortilla+chip+crumbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6688553005470106737</id><published>2009-12-28T10:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:23:23.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From tiny baby to little lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjNM0SC1qI/AAAAAAAAAyk/9GAmxW1aQ9A/s1600-h/babyAnna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjNM0SC1qI/AAAAAAAAAyk/9GAmxW1aQ9A/s400/babyAnna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307771616843426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjM5eb3_1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/o2G2BhEJm9M/s1600-h/000_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjM5eb3_1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/o2G2BhEJm9M/s400/000_0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307439334981458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjMuXc1ghI/AAAAAAAAAyU/kVSF3sG9Sjs/s1600-h/000_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjMuXc1ghI/AAAAAAAAAyU/kVSF3sG9Sjs/s400/000_0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420307248481403410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjMaWW1YWI/AAAAAAAAAyM/21xeZL7OZ_E/s1600-h/000_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjMaWW1YWI/AAAAAAAAAyM/21xeZL7OZ_E/s400/000_0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420306904590410082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my sweet Anna girl! I can't believe it's been 3 years already. She blesses my heart with her precious laughter, constant cuddles, love of dress up shoes, and her constant use of "oh man!" I love you so so much sweet girl!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6688553005470106737?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6688553005470106737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6688553005470106737' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6688553005470106737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6688553005470106737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-tiny-baby-to-little-lady.html' title='From tiny baby to little lady'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjNM0SC1qI/AAAAAAAAAyk/9GAmxW1aQ9A/s72-c/babyAnna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6891116610373334109</id><published>2009-12-28T09:51:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T10:39:26.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjRFILo5MI/AAAAAAAAAys/pASodYtB7_c/s1600-h/102_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjRFILo5MI/AAAAAAAAAys/pASodYtB7_c/s400/102_3143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420312037566244034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIX9txFyI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pFZoKpSBknA/s1600-h/000_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIX9txFyI/AAAAAAAAAyE/pFZoKpSBknA/s400/000_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420302465569462050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIN7ca1mI/AAAAAAAAAx8/k6s-2M82Zq8/s1600-h/102_3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIN7ca1mI/AAAAAAAAAx8/k6s-2M82Zq8/s400/102_3064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420302293161137762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIBhaptiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5uGt6xBz6c8/s1600-h/102_3032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjIBhaptiI/AAAAAAAAAx0/5uGt6xBz6c8/s400/102_3032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420302080015971874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjH1NyQY3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ln37-V_UKyE/s1600-h/102_3040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjH1NyQY3I/AAAAAAAAAxs/ln37-V_UKyE/s400/102_3040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420301868587836274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjHa70dxnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2IW02Ng0wTo/s1600-h/102_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjHa70dxnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/2IW02Ng0wTo/s400/102_3088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420301417088665202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for us, Christmas was quite a whirlwind. We spent a total of 28 hours in the car traveling, and had a total of 3 or 4 "Christmas's," but when it was all said and done, we had a blessed time. Here are a few pictures of our fun times. Some are from Christmas with David's family and some are from Christmas with mine. The girls even got some good cuddle time in with the brand new (born Christmas morning) baby goats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6891116610373334109?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6891116610373334109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6891116610373334109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6891116610373334109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6891116610373334109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjRFILo5MI/AAAAAAAAAys/pASodYtB7_c/s72-c/102_3143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3794122427198493584</id><published>2009-12-28T09:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:51:41.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First ultrasound....any guesses?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjF1R1CwyI/AAAAAAAAAxU/3w5w8_CFPY8/s1600-h/BABY_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjF1R1CwyI/AAAAAAAAAxU/3w5w8_CFPY8/s400/BABY_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420299670650012450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFw-GRnWI/AAAAAAAAAxM/A0fE1F6Rgy4/s1600-h/BABY_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFw-GRnWI/AAAAAAAAAxM/A0fE1F6Rgy4/s400/BABY_6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420299596634103138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFtIHdHiI/AAAAAAAAAxE/DyKBfcHwsKE/s1600-h/BABY_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFtIHdHiI/AAAAAAAAAxE/DyKBfcHwsKE/s400/BABY_7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420299530603929122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFo0Q8YqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bXBbkPWo_oM/s1600-h/BABY_17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjFo0Q8YqI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bXBbkPWo_oM/s400/BABY_17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420299456555541154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well about a week ago, we had our first ultrasound.  We paid for the 2D, but she did switch over to 3D for a few minutes as well. I was a bit too early too tell the sex of the baby, but the technician was able to point out where the gender was, so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any guesses? We are so excited to meet our newest addition in June!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3794122427198493584?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3794122427198493584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3794122427198493584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3794122427198493584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3794122427198493584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-ultrasoundany-guesses.html' title='First ultrasound....any guesses?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SzjF1R1CwyI/AAAAAAAAAxU/3w5w8_CFPY8/s72-c/BABY_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-391208497527864682</id><published>2009-11-30T09:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:02:30.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby on the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SxPeT2fe2uI/AAAAAAAAAws/6fpMYNFvtRk/s1600/102_2845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SxPeT2fe2uI/AAAAAAAAAws/6fpMYNFvtRk/s400/102_2845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409912010028538594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SxPd1zVoaOI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uHyL7cwh-qc/s1600/102_2459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SxPd1zVoaOI/AAAAAAAAAwk/uHyL7cwh-qc/s400/102_2459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409911493785839842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after 8 very long weeks of keeping it a secret, we are so excited to announce that we are expecting baby #3! The past 10 months leading up to this big moment have certainly been trying for us, but has indeed strengthened our faith and reliance on God. HE always knows, doesn't HE? We are 12 weeks (as of this past Sunday) so I am officially in my 2nd trimester! YAY! Our due date is June 13th, which will be great because living in TX, the heat will be getting strong at that point! We chose to wait to make the big announcement for a couple of reasons. We wanted to make it to the 12 week mark, but we also thought it would be neat to make the announcement when we were all together for Thanksgiving. We wanted to make it special, so we made announcement t shirts....and as you can see from the picture, added a little "Haefs humor" to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in HIS grace and love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-391208497527864682?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/391208497527864682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=391208497527864682' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/391208497527864682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/391208497527864682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-on-way.html' title='Baby on the way...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SxPeT2fe2uI/AAAAAAAAAws/6fpMYNFvtRk/s72-c/102_2845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6359114387871318319</id><published>2009-11-26T10:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:22:30.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving from a couple of turkeys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sw6dIyi4gOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/mjIflOPrvvQ/s1600/102_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sw6dIyi4gOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/mjIflOPrvvQ/s400/102_2764.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408432976851140834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little turkeys want to wish YOU a Happy Thanksgiving! What a year it has been, chalked FULL of blessings! Thank you Lord for providing us with all our needs, and for loving us unconditionally and giving us bountiful GRACE everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIS grace alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6359114387871318319?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6359114387871318319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6359114387871318319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6359114387871318319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6359114387871318319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-from-couple-of.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving from a couple of turkeys...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sw6dIyi4gOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/mjIflOPrvvQ/s72-c/102_2764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2180412335193795419</id><published>2009-11-03T17:31:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:50:37.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Festival Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDBPQ2A1aI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_YzABzo8ssI/s1600-h/102_2612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDBPQ2A1aI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_YzABzo8ssI/s400/102_2612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400028421180937634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDA6AFY4bI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fLPc9W1G2jA/s1600-h/102_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDA6AFY4bI/AAAAAAAAAwM/fLPc9W1G2jA/s400/102_2615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400028055904772530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDAnbpjLuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2cCxJcpftjM/s1600-h/102_2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDAnbpjLuI/AAAAAAAAAwE/2cCxJcpftjM/s400/102_2632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400027736886685410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvC_h4XSeLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cqlNrl0cCPc/s1600-h/102_2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvC_h4XSeLI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cqlNrl0cCPc/s400/102_2634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400026542003878066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year come and gone....two more Mommy made costumes, success! Ok, so I totally waited till the last minute to finish them (I'm talking hours before we left on the 31st) but alas, they turned out fantastic and the girls were a hit! Mostly, Anna got the attention with her cute little lamb costume. She was even up for most creative costume, or so I was told. We had a fantastic time at my friend's fall festival in Dallas.....games, candy, rides and inflatables. Even I got in on the dress up fun by being a 1985 Homecoming Queen. Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2180412335193795419?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2180412335193795419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2180412335193795419' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2180412335193795419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2180412335193795419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-festival-fun.html' title='Fall Festival Fun'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SvDBPQ2A1aI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_YzABzo8ssI/s72-c/102_2612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1417977654919828857</id><published>2009-10-19T13:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:14:15.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin fun with my Pumpkins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/StysTyonVpI/AAAAAAAAAvs/b5Qj0QO5b8M/s1600-h/102_2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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I mean...I think I forget how much I love it until it's here, and let me tell ya, it's HERE! We've been doing lots of fun fall stuff including a trip to the pumpkin patch and a Halloween inspired playdate with friends too! This weekend the weather was positively perfect for sitting outside and carving a pumpkin, so that's just what we did! The girls are so incredibly girlie, they refused to get messy and dig the seeds out, so they mostly just watched Daddy do the carving. Anna did attempt to put her hand in (see above pic) but after feeling the slime, wanted nothing more to do with it. They did help a little with seperating the seeds from the mush, so we can bake them up and eat them later (only after I provided them with spoons for the digging though!) Mostly, they were just content with being out in the gorgeous weather and chasing after a small bettle that they found.....gotta love kids! Here's a few pics from the day! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1417977654919828857?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1417977654919828857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1417977654919828857' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1417977654919828857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1417977654919828857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-fun-with-my-pumpkins.html' title='Pumpkin fun with my Pumpkins!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/StysTyonVpI/AAAAAAAAAvs/b5Qj0QO5b8M/s72-c/102_2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4797084346691888227</id><published>2009-10-08T09:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:37:41.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Lord,  You are so good to your children. We don't deserve any of it, but yet you keep pouring it out on us in abundance. Above all else, I am thankful for your saving grace. "For it is by GRACE you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful, this day, for.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~2 beautiful, healthy children who have a deep love for life and Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A beautiful home, filled with love, laughter and God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The opportunity and blessing to teach my children from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A new church family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cooler temperatures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Opportunities to glorify and serve HIM daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4797084346691888227?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4797084346691888227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4797084346691888227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4797084346691888227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4797084346691888227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-9024068473495679286</id><published>2009-10-06T08:23:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:15:04.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A splashing good time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstCy55XSzI/AAAAAAAAAu8/f5Pw0rqxPvU/s1600-h/102_2381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstBTNf1LMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/-jg7RO_CHBA/s400/102_2392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389473177375419586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstA_10fCKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/9dW4lNGf0Go/s1600-h/102_2405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstA_10fCKI/AAAAAAAAAuc/9dW4lNGf0Go/s400/102_2405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389472844602083490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstAyFLAoOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0imv7rd2X_s/s1600-h/102_2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstAyFLAoOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/0imv7rd2X_s/s400/102_2429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389472608204923106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say I've been to a splash park before (some call them splash pads) We discovered that there was one only about 5 minutes from us the other day. Actually, it was the last day of September, which meant it was the last day the splash park would be up and running for the season. After a very full, and tiring day at the registration office and mechanics shop (getting TX registration, tags and inspection) I thought it only fair to reward the girls with a fun time at the park. Needless to say, they had an absolute BLAST! We had the park all to ourselves for almost 45 minutes before anyone else even showed up. Can't wait to go back again and again next year! Best part? It's FREE!!!!!! Here's a few of my favorite pics from our fun day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-9024068473495679286?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/9024068473495679286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=9024068473495679286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9024068473495679286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9024068473495679286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/10/splashing-good-time.html' title='A splashing good time!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SstCy55XSzI/AAAAAAAAAu8/f5Pw0rqxPvU/s72-c/102_2381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-9175249929160233284</id><published>2009-10-01T14:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:58:41.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Homeschooling adventure begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT7lVtnFKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/jG5GBs9bbf0/s1600-h/102_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT7lVtnFKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/jG5GBs9bbf0/s400/102_2355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387707673144136866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT7Wdk3PSI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Gw6lLc71-Cg/s1600-h/102_2365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT7Wdk3PSI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Gw6lLc71-Cg/s400/102_2365.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387707417556892962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT63fpoWVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LWFf_EWyN7U/s1600-h/102_2367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT63fpoWVI/AAAAAAAAAtM/LWFf_EWyN7U/s400/102_2367.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387706885537814866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! As of this week, we have officially begun our homeschooling adventure! I recieved "Little Hands to Heaven" last weekend and was so excited to finally have some structure to my teaching. Although I did begin teaching a few weeks ago (letter recognition, writing, numbers, etc) I was so glad to have "officially" started this week. To be able to start each day off in our "classroom" together, reading and learning about the word of God, math, writing, etc, all the while having a BLAST, has been such an enormous blessing! This week's theme was all about Creation, and the letter 'A.' The girls have loved it so far! Here's a few shots of Wednesday's craft....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-9175249929160233284?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/9175249929160233284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=9175249929160233284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9175249929160233284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9175249929160233284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-homeschooling-adventure-begins.html' title='Our Homeschooling adventure begins!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SsT7lVtnFKI/AAAAAAAAAtc/jG5GBs9bbf0/s72-c/102_2355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-703365968874358846</id><published>2009-09-18T14:21:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:44:24.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Playdate Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrPUuHAcAII/AAAAAAAAAss/C-BfXMOnGP4/s1600-h/102_2083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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I had the idea to make treasure bottles, a craft we made at MOPS in NC last year. There were 5 other mommies and 10 other kiddos, so we had a full house indeed! We had alot of fun making them, and the kiddos had lots of fun dragging out literally every toy in our house! I was so tired at the end of the night, I could barely keep my eyes open! Here are a few pics of the fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-703365968874358846?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/703365968874358846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=703365968874358846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/703365968874358846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/703365968874358846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/09/craft-playdate-fun.html' title='Craft Playdate Fun'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrPUuHAcAII/AAAAAAAAAss/C-BfXMOnGP4/s72-c/102_2083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4276420740147845108</id><published>2009-09-16T09:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:29:11.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber party with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDn7Bh26OI/AAAAAAAAArw/4C71crObMuQ/s1600-h/102_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDn7Bh26OI/AAAAAAAAArw/4C71crObMuQ/s400/102_2039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382056555916486882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDnyQy6GCI/AAAAAAAAAro/IIzpWlimClc/s1600-h/102_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDnyQy6GCI/AAAAAAAAAro/IIzpWlimClc/s400/102_2043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382056405395707938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDnkO7KwxI/AAAAAAAAArg/zIGSILyeGjg/s1600-h/102_2044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDnkO7KwxI/AAAAAAAAArg/zIGSILyeGjg/s400/102_2044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382056164375315218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday, we started what will most likely be a new tradition with the girls and their daddy....slumber party night! It was daddy's idea, too (nothing I had to rope him into!) When he went to the store to get some yummy snacks, the girls were so excited they could hardly sit still. We all climbed into our jammas, made a bunch of greasy, but yummy snacks, set up our pallet on the floor, got all 15 stuffed animal friends out, and watched "hotel for dogs." I was convinced that no one would be getting any sleep that night, but boy was I wrong! Those girls snuggled right up to their daddy after the movie was over, and they were out for the count! I even got to sneak in after everyone was asleep and snap a quick pic!It was a great night of fun...and it only cost 1.08! Thank you Redbox! Looking forward to many more slumber parties in the future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4276420740147845108?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4276420740147845108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4276420740147845108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4276420740147845108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4276420740147845108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/09/slumber-party-with-daddy.html' title='Slumber party with Daddy'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SrDn7Bh26OI/AAAAAAAAArw/4C71crObMuQ/s72-c/102_2039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1187326538404382163</id><published>2009-09-04T15:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:49:18.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wha?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SqFu_mZdGVI/AAAAAAAAArY/JFPQOzT6Cho/s1600-h/102_1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SqFu_mZdGVI/AAAAAAAAArY/JFPQOzT6Cho/s400/102_1921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377701468975208786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were playing in the playroom the other day while I was making dinner. They were getting along and giggling alot, which was a very welcomed change from the usual biting, pushing and yelling they tend to do, so I just stayed in the kitchen listening to their sweet sounds of laughter. Well, I could hear that they were playing some sort of "let's pack for our trip" game, so I decided to check on them after a bit. This is what I found.....it's so completely random! I laughed so hard when I saw how they had put so much toddler thought into their "packing." Hope it brings a smile to your day!!&lt;br /&gt;Just as a side not, my favorite part is the monkey chillin' in the pot....like he's in a hot tub or something!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1187326538404382163?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1187326538404382163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1187326538404382163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1187326538404382163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1187326538404382163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/09/wha.html' title='Wha?!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SqFu_mZdGVI/AAAAAAAAArY/JFPQOzT6Cho/s72-c/102_1921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2316951147088921953</id><published>2009-09-02T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:01:08.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At the car wash....yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6yVm1LHLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/epjlxCUldaQ/s1600-h/102_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6yVm1LHLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/epjlxCUldaQ/s400/102_1843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376931089397521586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6x3b5JO0I/AAAAAAAAArI/ezlNcXczTqg/s1600-h/102_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6x3b5JO0I/AAAAAAAAArI/ezlNcXczTqg/s400/102_1842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376930571065310018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6uz5gXsGI/AAAAAAAAArA/hehC8fNUqsk/s1600-h/102_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6uz5gXsGI/AAAAAAAAArA/hehC8fNUqsk/s400/102_1840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376927211760103522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little soap, suds, sun and fun on a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2316951147088921953?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2316951147088921953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2316951147088921953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2316951147088921953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2316951147088921953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-car-washyeah.html' title='At the car wash....yeah!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sp6yVm1LHLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/epjlxCUldaQ/s72-c/102_1843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2894648114251928147</id><published>2009-08-28T08:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:49:24.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfSSL5voVI/AAAAAAAAAq4/eDMPnX8diEU/s1600-h/102_1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfSSL5voVI/AAAAAAAAAq4/eDMPnX8diEU/s400/102_1901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995890164441426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfSJ943Z_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/rM0VfvrVfKE/s1600-h/102_1887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfSJ943Z_I/AAAAAAAAAqw/rM0VfvrVfKE/s400/102_1887.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995748963706866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfR8f_JLyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8hL_U-laAFo/s1600-h/102_1883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfR8f_JLyI/AAAAAAAAAqo/8hL_U-laAFo/s400/102_1883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995517598674722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfRutkmrJI/AAAAAAAAAqg/D8ksepw886w/s1600-h/102_1879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfRutkmrJI/AAAAAAAAAqg/D8ksepw886w/s400/102_1879.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995280727288978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfRZywDs_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/vYxBO_07rgc/s1600-h/102_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfRZywDs_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/vYxBO_07rgc/s400/102_1891.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374994921340253170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am quite sure there are many parks in the area, the closest one is just a few minutes away and is connected with the local community center, so it is very nice. This TX heat has prevented alot of daytime trips to the park, but once the sun starts to set, it's game on! We went the other night and I snapped a few shots of the girls. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIS grace alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2894648114251928147?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2894648114251928147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2894648114251928147' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2894648114251928147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2894648114251928147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-park.html' title='New park'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpfSSL5voVI/AAAAAAAAAq4/eDMPnX8diEU/s72-c/102_1901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6482809132176515609</id><published>2009-08-26T14:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:09:40.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A tiny piece of heaven...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV6Xc4hhfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/31vNu31WMZg/s1600-h/102_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV6Xc4hhfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/31vNu31WMZg/s400/102_1848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374336273645405682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snapshot of our sky the other day...I love it when the clouds block the sun just so! It feels like a preview of what heaven will be like.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a side note, it may be HOT as all else here in TX, but I have seen some of the most beautiful skies and sunsets since being here! "Deep in the heart of Texas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6482809132176515609?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6482809132176515609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6482809132176515609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6482809132176515609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6482809132176515609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/08/tiny-piece-of-heaven.html' title='A tiny piece of heaven...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV6Xc4hhfI/AAAAAAAAAqA/31vNu31WMZg/s72-c/102_1848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5364521413457435789</id><published>2009-08-26T13:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:55:49.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now THAT'S what I call a workout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV47D2xefI/AAAAAAAAApo/o2j97OECgxI/s1600-h/102_1683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV47D2xefI/AAAAAAAAApo/o2j97OECgxI/s400/102_1683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374334686379211250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV4vKIzTzI/AAAAAAAAApg/04KA8-wImPQ/s1600-h/102_1682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV4vKIzTzI/AAAAAAAAApg/04KA8-wImPQ/s400/102_1682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374334481907011378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband. I love that even after a 10 hour work day, he still has the energy to come home and not only work out, but include the girls in his workout, making it more of a play time for them! Seriously.....this guy is awesome...and pretty easy on the eyes too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and happy workout to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5364521413457435789?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5364521413457435789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5364521413457435789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5364521413457435789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5364521413457435789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-thats-what-i-call-workout.html' title='Now THAT&apos;S what I call a workout!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SpV47D2xefI/AAAAAAAAApo/o2j97OECgxI/s72-c/102_1683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4415916581886615744</id><published>2009-08-20T09:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:55:22.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast picnics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So1VuR5_AHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5jrS51aDz_w/s1600-h/102_1680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So1VuR5_AHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5jrS51aDz_w/s400/102_1680.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372044184091820146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my girls favorite things....having breakfast picnics! Thanks Jenn for making these great trays for their birthdays! It makes these picnics alot easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4415916581886615744?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4415916581886615744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4415916581886615744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4415916581886615744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4415916581886615744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/08/breakfast-picnics.html' title='Breakfast picnics'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So1VuR5_AHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/5jrS51aDz_w/s72-c/102_1680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-9163523319245465086</id><published>2009-08-18T16:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:50:19.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SospC8bgZDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6ZbRwGYiPF8/s1600-h/000_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SospC8bgZDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6ZbRwGYiPF8/s400/000_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371432111127422002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good people! Not only did HE find ways to keep constant provision for us financially during the 4 months that David was out of work, but HE then led us to a job, located in the largest Army post in the states (keep in mind David has been called to be an Army Chaplin and will be going through more schooling to do so) and then, just to really confirm things further, led us to a house that is absolutely a perfect fit for us! We found (He led), made an offer, accepted the counter offer and moved in all in a matter of 1 week. To make the process even more delightful. our realtor is a fellow believer and we were able to share and discuss many things concerning our faith with her, which is always a blessing! Needless to say, we are beyond words for what our AWESOME, loving, gracious and merciful Father has done for us.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of our new place! Thank you for all who have been praying for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIS loving arms,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-9163523319245465086?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/9163523319245465086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=9163523319245465086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9163523319245465086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9163523319245465086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SospC8bgZDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6ZbRwGYiPF8/s72-c/000_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8596615904029204074</id><published>2009-07-03T18:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:27:18.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6FsQUvxOI/AAAAAAAAAog/Fa0c0G24XDc/s1600-h/102_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6FsQUvxOI/AAAAAAAAAog/Fa0c0G24XDc/s400/102_1267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354364002332820706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...yes, I am tooting my own horn a bit here, but check out the cake I made last week for an early 4th celebration! Pretty cool, right? Also, the cake was made FROM SCRATCH, so I'm pretty proud of that as well. I think I'll make this a new tradition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8596615904029204074?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8596615904029204074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8596615904029204074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8596615904029204074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8596615904029204074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look what I made!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6FsQUvxOI/AAAAAAAAAog/Fa0c0G24XDc/s72-c/102_1267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4796885169274250636</id><published>2009-07-03T17:40:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:22:17.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm fun activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6D_-3IcLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/b_ETJ2axDVw/s1600-h/102_1273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6D_-3IcLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/b_ETJ2axDVw/s400/102_1273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354362142219333810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6DbJb1WeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZwqwcKfkuUs/s1600-h/102_1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6DbJb1WeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZwqwcKfkuUs/s400/102_1253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354361509402466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6C6sYGFdI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WWxwTM6RImU/s1600-h/102_1234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6C6sYGFdI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WWxwTM6RImU/s400/102_1234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354360951846344146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6CLahVGyI/AAAAAAAAAoA/CR9CROOZisQ/s1600-h/102_1232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6CLahVGyI/AAAAAAAAAoA/CR9CROOZisQ/s400/102_1232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354360139599387426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6BTEd2LOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uPCxLq6e6L4/s1600-h/102_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6BTEd2LOI/AAAAAAAAAn4/uPCxLq6e6L4/s400/102_1239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354359171606523106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6A2QUofUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/G4FXzSeAKa0/s1600-h/102_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6A2QUofUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/G4FXzSeAKa0/s400/102_1240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354358676572896578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6AOUPNlYI/AAAAAAAAAno/eFTRSUwKfkU/s1600-h/102_1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6AOUPNlYI/AAAAAAAAAno/eFTRSUwKfkU/s400/102_1233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354357990429136258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a few pictures of us around the farm, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;', well, farm stuff! =)&lt;br /&gt;Kayla riding Woody the horse, going to see Gabby the goose, holding one of the baby goats, riding the big swing, picking blueberries, and standing in front of the growing corn crop. The girls sure are building some pretty cool memories while we're here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-4796885169274250636?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4796885169274250636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4796885169274250636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4796885169274250636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4796885169274250636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/07/farm-fun-activities.html' title='Farm fun activities'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk6D_-3IcLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/b_ETJ2axDVw/s72-c/102_1273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5787839367561438209</id><published>2009-07-03T17:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:28:53.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken snake, anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk53rzr1JUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-byYawpu9EI/s1600-h/102_1270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk53rzr1JUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-byYawpu9EI/s400/102_1270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354348601482224962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ok, kind of a gross story, but the girl's Pawpaw shot a chicken snake the other day. It had gotten into the chicken/duck/dove pin and unfortunately, had already dined on one of the doves. Pawpaw shot it right between the eyes, cut the belly open to get the dove out, and strung it up so we could all see his kill. =)&lt;br /&gt;     Before hanging it up, he measured it, just for record of course.....&lt;br /&gt;5 feet 4 inches! That's one big chicken snake! The girls were amazed and wanted to know why it had so many flies on it. I told them the flies were having "snake buffet." Here they are with the snake in the background. It's the thing next to the green garden hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh....life on a farm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5787839367561438209?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5787839367561438209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5787839367561438209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5787839367561438209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5787839367561438209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/07/chicken-snake-anyone.html' title='Chicken snake, anyone?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sk53rzr1JUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-byYawpu9EI/s72-c/102_1270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4914352114362073473</id><published>2009-06-26T08:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:44:01.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Test of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our faith is designed to last. Our life of following Christ is not without its seasons or its struggles. Doubts, life circumstances and even crises of faith batter us season after season. Yet, like an antique house, these seasons provide us with an opportunity to strengthen and build value to our lives as we, by faith, invite God’s partnership with us step by step along the way. And, faith that stands the test of time is beautiful to behold. Believers should look to more “seasoned” Christ-followers as role models. In them, we see the value of long-term faith and we can seek to imitate their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, remember that God is in the business of building your faith – a faith that will stand the test of time. Invite Him to build your faith whatever experiences this day brings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;By Jim Liebelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4914352114362073473?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4914352114362073473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4914352114362073473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4914352114362073473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4914352114362073473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/06/test-of-time.html' title='Test of Time'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1592814014023780077</id><published>2009-06-05T13:48:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:31:38.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh,what a Grand Canyon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SilfaGAgFfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Hbe1aDV6wUI/s1600-h/102_1149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SilfaGAgFfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Hbe1aDV6wUI/s400/102_1149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343907334745757170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SildxYiGIlI/AAAAAAAAAmI/pcqL9L10jd0/s1600-h/102_1152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SildxYiGIlI/AAAAAAAAAmI/pcqL9L10jd0/s400/102_1152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343905535832236626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been back from our Grand Canyon adventure for a week now, but the sights I saw are still so fresh in my mind. It was all inspiring to be in the presence of such a masterful creation by our almighty Creator! There were several different view points along the main road of the GC, but I was fortunate enough to see the depths and the great details to it as well, as I rode down the side of it on a mule for 5 hours! It was pretty amazing to have done that, and although my body ached for a few days after our return, it was completely worth it! My mule, Teddy, liked to either hug the edge of the trail or run my knees along the side of the canyon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but after the day was done, he got me to the bottom,&lt;br /&gt;safe and sound ( a little bruised, but safe)&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a taste of what I saw, and remember that&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't even begin to give justice to the glory that it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. More pictures to come, this is just a sample!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1592814014023780077?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1592814014023780077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1592814014023780077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1592814014023780077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1592814014023780077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohwhat-grand-canyon.html' title='Oh,what a Grand Canyon!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SilfaGAgFfI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Hbe1aDV6wUI/s72-c/102_1149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2129810592990826320</id><published>2009-06-04T16:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:44:50.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Wow, where do I start? I am so thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a safe move here to TX,&lt;br /&gt;two precious gifts from God,&lt;br /&gt;a husband who loves God more then he loves me,&lt;br /&gt;constant provisions in uncertain times,&lt;br /&gt;a renewed spirit,&lt;br /&gt;a refreshed marriage,&lt;br /&gt;being surrounded by people who have Christ in the center of their lives&lt;br /&gt;the free gift of grace, though I am completely undeserving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, and everyday, I am overwhelmed with God's goodness in my life, and I have faith that although we are in uncertain times, that my constant hope can be found in a living and loving God!  What are you thankful for today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2129810592990826320?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2129810592990826320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2129810592990826320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2129810592990826320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2129810592990826320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/06/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-9159429286324422046</id><published>2009-05-15T09:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:09:13.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sg2FG2QDDLI/AAAAAAAAAl4/p3u-YwRgMeE/s1600-h/102_1053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sg2FG2QDDLI/AAAAAAAAAl4/p3u-YwRgMeE/s400/102_1053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336067486192438450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was told this picture is "blog worthy," so here it is. I had a blessed day, just enjoying my precious gifts from God. I got a great card from the girls in the morning (I was told Kayla picked it out all by herself) that had a magnet on the front of it that said "World's Greatest Mom." Now, I'm not sure about all that....maybe it should read, "World's most Blessed Mom." We enjoyed church service and then grabbed a bite to eat afterwards. That night we had some friends over for game night....what a great day! Hope everyone else's day was just as blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-9159429286324422046?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/9159429286324422046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=9159429286324422046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9159429286324422046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/9159429286324422046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-2009.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day 2009'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sg2FG2QDDLI/AAAAAAAAAl4/p3u-YwRgMeE/s72-c/102_1053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-937248752240424081</id><published>2009-05-11T10:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:43:12.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 years into our forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sgg4YAopakI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Tgbd3cPmTF8/s1600-h/102_1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sgg4YAopakI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Tgbd3cPmTF8/s200/102_1052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334575743758854722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I gotta rave about my date night this weekend. David and I celebrated our 6th anniversary on Saturday. We decided to go see a movie, and then go to the Winery that is literally right across the street from where we are living. I must say, I was a little unsure of just how nice it would be, being that we are in the countriest of country areas out here. But let's start with the movie. We went to see Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, which was cute, and had my "guy" in it, which of course, made it fun to watch! Naturally, ol' Matthew M. was looking handsome, but not as handsome as MY guy! After the movie, we headed to the winery. As we started up the driveway, I felt as though I was magically transported to a vineyard in Italy. It was STUNNING! The restaurant was lovely, and we found a spot at the outside seating so we could enjoy the last hour of sunlight on the vineyards. We got our wine tastings, and exchanged cards. Mine was homemade, with a beautiful drawing on it ( my man has skills!) What a sweetie! We decided on a wine, and got a bottle. At that point, the fruit flies were getting to be a bit of a bother, so we headed inside. Just as we settled at a new table, there was a jazz band that was setting up for the night.....Dinner, wine, AND live music!? We ordered a bite to eat, and had great conversation. The music was so nice, and they even had a small dance floor, so got to enjoy a couple slow dances together. The night was absolutely PERFECT! To top it off, as if all of this wasn't enough romance for one night, we took a nice walk out by the vineyards after we ate, and had a private dance on the outside stage (complete with a few lengthy smooches!) I am so looking forward to spending the rest of my days with him, growing old and grey.....Happy Anniversary to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-937248752240424081?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/937248752240424081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=937248752240424081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/937248752240424081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/937248752240424081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-years-into-our-forever.html' title='6 years into our forever...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sgg4YAopakI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Tgbd3cPmTF8/s72-c/102_1052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1505571763423999879</id><published>2009-05-11T09:24:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T10:21:06.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cut above the rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sggyc9JeVVI/AAAAAAAAAlg/bEOcQV-rYxY/s1600-h/102_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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We cut Kayla's hair. It had gotten to the point where it was just so long that it was in the way of everything, and always a battle to brush, fix or wash it. More then that though, I just knew it would make a beautiful wig if we were to donate it. Last week, I sat down with Kayla to try and explain to her what "Locks of Love" was all about. I told her that there were children out there who didn't have beautiful hair of their own and would love to have her hair. I think this concept was a little much for her, because she looked at me like I was a little crazy. After several more attempts to explain this to her, she finally seemed to understand a little more, and agreed to the idea of cutting it. It was when I promised her a big sucker at the end that she began to get VERY  excited about it. Go figure....&lt;br /&gt;So, off we went. I'm pretty sure I was more nervous then she was. She did great! It was not only the "big cut" but her first professional hair cut all together! She sat very still and was so patient throughout the whole process. It took a little over 30 minutes to complete because of all the layers she had put in to even out the cut. I was a little shocked with how short it came out, but very happy with the results. We're looking forward to donating her hair again, as "Locks of Love" is a charity that is very close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1505571763423999879?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1505571763423999879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1505571763423999879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1505571763423999879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1505571763423999879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/05/cut-above-rest.html' title='A Cut above the rest'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sggyc9JeVVI/AAAAAAAAAlg/bEOcQV-rYxY/s72-c/102_1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1403932492335849877</id><published>2009-05-11T08:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:36:30.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a LONG road getting here....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SgejmCXB5KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qzKs4m2MPfQ/s1600-h/102_0966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SgejmCXB5KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qzKs4m2MPfQ/s400/102_0966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334412157507462306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, we've officially been Texans now for 13 days, and the dust is starting to settle a bit. We have already had some major answers to prayer since we've been here, but even with all the praise, there are still prayer requests on our end that we know the Lord will answer in HIS perfect timing. David made a decision at LCC (our home church in Greensboro) before we left. He has surrendered to the call to ministry! I am so excited to be by his side while God is doing the work that HE is doing. We are currently attending a small country church here in Pittsburg called Piney Grove. Last Sunday, we helped them celebrate their 137th anniversary of the church! Wow....137 years! It's actually the church that my father in law (David's dad Wes) is the head pastor, so we were feel right at home there! Nothing solid on the job front yet, but David has been getting a few leads and has an interview planned for this week. Keep that in your prayers. I'm posting up some pics of the travels here to TX and of "Woodhaven," where we are now calling home. The girls are loving it here.....what's not to love! Animals everywhere, a trampoline, a 4 wheeler, a giant tree/play house, I mean really! It's like summer camp! I'm also including pictures of what our "room" is here.....some of you ladies know already about the "cubbie" that we are in, but just so you can put a clear picture to what I was explaining, here it is! A bed, a very very small closet, and about 10 feet of walking space! Talk about your close quarters! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SgelDlLVGgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xCCBwj0GdVc/s1600-h/102_0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SgelDlLVGgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xCCBwj0GdVc/s320/102_0972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334413764581464578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sgem0f3gJ8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/lZxUSEwF30Y/s1600-h/102_0983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sgem0f3gJ8I/AAAAAAAAAjg/lZxUSEwF30Y/s320/102_0983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334415704481343426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggoQQBnaCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mlrfQYESfFA/s1600-h/102_0987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggoQQBnaCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/mlrfQYESfFA/s320/102_0987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334558018265114658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggpBPEf6jI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8f-7RKNAV4A/s1600-h/102_0995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggpBPEf6jI/AAAAAAAAAkA/8f-7RKNAV4A/s320/102_0995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334558859822361138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggpoTY9OdI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ndVpoST33pc/s1600-h/102_0996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SggpoTY9OdI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ndVpoST33pc/s320/102_0996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334559530996808146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1403932492335849877?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1403932492335849877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1403932492335849877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1403932492335849877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1403932492335849877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-was-long-road-getting-here.html' title='It was a LONG road getting here....'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SgejmCXB5KI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qzKs4m2MPfQ/s72-c/102_0966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4086552083186849272</id><published>2009-05-02T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:35:06.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun....better late then never, right?</title><content type='html'>Yes, so it's been several weeks since Easter, but our lives have been a little busy, and since I made a solid promise to several of my Greensboro gals that I would keep up with my blog, here are a few pics from our Easter festivities this year. We spent it in Texas with David's family at the church that my father in law pastors. They had a great egg hunt on that Friday, with some Christian Clowns for entertainment, and to top it all off, ice cold snow cones to cool them off! Just as we were leaving that day, everyone was to get a balloon and go outside. It was a great balloon send off! Each balloon had a tiny piece of paper in it with the name of one member of the church and the church address, and a scripture of encouragement. The idea is to see how far across the US they can make it. When it finally does pop, the piece of paper is hopefully found, and the finder should then write a letter to the church saying what city and state it was found in. They said that one year one balloon made it all the way to GA!  What fun! Easter morning it was POURING cats and dogs outside and a little on the cool side. Not so ideal for being outside, but the service was great, and most of all glorifying to HIM, and isn't that what it's all about after all?! What a blessed day it was, and even more so that we got to spend such a day with loved ones and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfo2IJnFYTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ngsFySkt7Kg/s1600-h/102_0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfo2IJnFYTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ngsFySkt7Kg/s400/102_0771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330632622593106226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfxjXVzMGXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Sdf8LBpZOP0/s1600-h/102_0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfxjXVzMGXI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Sdf8LBpZOP0/s400/102_0805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331245311539812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfxnyUuVVDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ebF4HpNi2xU/s1600-h/000_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfxnyUuVVDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ebF4HpNi2xU/s400/000_0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331250173153989682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfxl844P27I/AAAAAAAAAio/w09IiZ4Hb14/s1600-h/102_0806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfxl844P27I/AAAAAAAAAio/w09IiZ4Hb14/s400/102_0806.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331248155634686898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sft6DNg7ESI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9ztKMSge9js/s1600-h/102_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sft6DNg7ESI/AAAAAAAAAiI/9ztKMSge9js/s400/102_0776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330988779509059874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sft7SOlmIUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gT3ZXecnhAU/s1600-h/102_0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sft7SOlmIUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gT3ZXecnhAU/s400/102_0782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330990137006760258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4086552083186849272?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4086552083186849272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4086552083186849272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4086552083186849272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4086552083186849272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter-funbetter-late-then-never-right.html' title='Easter Fun....better late then never, right?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfo2IJnFYTI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ngsFySkt7Kg/s72-c/102_0771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4437104555760524544</id><published>2009-04-30T16:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:49:15.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Provision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;"Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God who richly provides us with everything ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;1 Timothy 6:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, once again, I am loving how God always knows just what I need to hear at exactly the right moment or season in my life. As most of you know, David is still without a job, and our total and complete dependence is on HIM to provide just the right opportunity for us. There's nothing like having no income, no insurance, and no clear path to put your faith to the test! I am so thankful for God's promises to us, HIS children, and am clinging to them, as well as the love and grace from my Heavenly Father. In these uncertain times, we should all be reminded that our foundation is not in any part made up of monetary stability, but of an awesome and merciful Father who loves us dearly and will never leave our sides and always provide just what we need! Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Resting in HIM,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4437104555760524544?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4437104555760524544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4437104555760524544' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4437104555760524544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4437104555760524544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/04/ultimate-provision.html' title='Ultimate Provision'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5743699620879001098</id><published>2009-04-26T17:55:00.022-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:14:04.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas bound!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoT6WuI1zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1OXorDliZa0/s1600-h/102_0788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoT6WuI1zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1OXorDliZa0/s400/102_0788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330595002198841138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoTGTyMXlI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Mjih-VooF4A/s1600-h/102_0753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoTGTyMXlI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Mjih-VooF4A/s400/102_0753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330594108057345618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a trip to TX to spend Easter with David's family. While we were there, the Lord placed on our hearts that we were to make a move there and completely put our dependancy on HIM. What a leap of faith! We are feeling excited and anxious about this big move, but know that if we continue to be obedient and prayerful, and to listen to HIS still small voice, that HE will direct our paths in just the right way to bring glory and honor to HIM! We will be staying with David's parents for a short while until we can get more clarity on what exactly it is we are to be doing. The girls LOVE it there....it's basically a summer camp. They live on a farm in east TX, and there is never a shortage of fun things to do! Here's just a sample of all the fun we had while we were there for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoV3pAIqPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fjZoy9Dfkeg/s1600-h/102_0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoV3pAIqPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/fjZoy9Dfkeg/s400/102_0830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330597154589812978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfoe5TZHcwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bnNAhafNefY/s1600-h/102_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sfoe5TZHcwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/bnNAhafNefY/s400/102_0866.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330607078753399554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoiVfv3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/FeUGS1sU_JI/s1600-h/102_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoiVfv3Y9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/FeUGS1sU_JI/s400/102_0841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330610861641262034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfohWlAYGDI/AAAAAAAAAho/AM-QufhbN_o/s1600-h/102_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfohWlAYGDI/AAAAAAAAAho/AM-QufhbN_o/s400/102_0877.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330609780720932914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoYETEpMqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/z4w_SU6OQ80/s1600-h/102_0847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoYETEpMqI/AAAAAAAAAhI/z4w_SU6OQ80/s400/102_0847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330599571064697506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoddP63zVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NbuhtcG2sFk/s1600-h/102_0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoddP63zVI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/NbuhtcG2sFk/s400/102_0857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330605497273273682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfogMYNExSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PPMpGB4mvMI/s1600-h/102_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfogMYNExSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PPMpGB4mvMI/s400/102_0869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330608505974211874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/3710880618611770802-5743699620879001098?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5743699620879001098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5743699620879001098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5743699620879001098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5743699620879001098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/04/texas-bound.html' title='Texas bound!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfoT6WuI1zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/1OXorDliZa0/s72-c/102_0788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2685519684536070016</id><published>2009-04-26T17:02:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:52:25.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been, you ask?</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok....I know the previous post has been up WAY too long, and I do appologize for that, but boy oh boy, has it been a whirlwind of time the past 2 months! Ok.....here's what's been going on with us Haefs bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla had her birthday! I can't believe my baby is 4 years old already! We celebrated in the exact same way we did last year....Chuck E Cheese (gotta love the coupons that help out with the cost!) She had decided that she wanted a Wall E cake after Anna got hers a month or so before, so we got an identical cake, only this one said, "Happy Birthday Kayla!" I dolled her up in a new birthday tutu I made (bubblegum pink and extra poofy of course), a new birthday shirt, and we did the sponge rollers the night before so she could have extra fancy hair for her new birthday bow to go in! Whew......what a princess!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTOUnt0pAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/FdMpYry5WPA/s1600-h/kaylabday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTOUnt0pAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/FdMpYry5WPA/s400/kaylabday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329111112740021250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David graduated! As most of you know, the past 2 years have been trying for all of us, being that David was a full time student and at work full time. Many a lonely night were spent, and alot of hard work on his end (and mine.....I was his "assistant") went into school work when we'd have much rather just sat together on the couch and watched a movie, but it all paid off. I am so proud of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Nashville to visit my family, and my Granny and Aunt Heather flew in from CA as well. It was wonderful to see them, as I haven't seen them for 4 years...Kayla was just a baby, and they hadn't even met Anna yet. The girls had a great time with them and with their cousins Jack and Ruby.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTPyLY4xxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/BTC-WWf2s9k/s1600-h/102_0557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTPyLY4xxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/BTC-WWf2s9k/s400/102_0557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329112720043722514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to use our trip that we bid on and won at the New Year's party for the beach, since David was done with school and had no work obligations. We so enjoyed being there, and even were able to coax some friends of ours to go with us, even though the weather wasn't exactly ideal beach weather. The day we got there it was in the mid 60's, so we spent the entire day on the beach. The other days were a bit rainy, but we were blessed none the less to have had the opportunity to be there and to have sweet fellowship with good friends!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTSvWnMeNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/N69hHKkTUQo/s1600-h/000_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTSvWnMeNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/N69hHKkTUQo/s400/000_0055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329115970051799250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTWsFQ4IzI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DjVgtbBgL-g/s1600-h/102_0708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTWsFQ4IzI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/DjVgtbBgL-g/s400/102_0708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329120311901692722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTVkDmrUeI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OXTOrunGmDk/s1600-h/102_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTVkDmrUeI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OXTOrunGmDk/s400/102_0693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329119074505675234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTUhpEXkTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/onLVk2Hj74o/s1600-h/102_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTUhpEXkTI/AAAAAAAAAgA/onLVk2Hj74o/s400/102_0651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329117933511086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In HIS Grace and Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2685519684536070016?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2685519684536070016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2685519684536070016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2685519684536070016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2685519684536070016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-have-i-been-you-ask.html' title='Where have I been, you ask?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SfTOUnt0pAI/AAAAAAAAAfo/FdMpYry5WPA/s72-c/kaylabday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1387985628438295822</id><published>2009-03-05T08:30:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T07:18:31.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In like a Lion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_Ud6r12NI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QXXFI7R6bgc/s1600-h/102_0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_Ud6r12NI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QXXFI7R6bgc/s400/102_0137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309696096127539410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing a quick kiss in the falling snow that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_USkKi7GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/deoJN4mp5o4/s1600-h/102_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_USkKi7GI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/deoJN4mp5o4/s400/102_0135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309695901103746146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_UDWfiJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/fbGBmwdBSVc/s1600-h/102_0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_UDWfiJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/fbGBmwdBSVc/s400/102_0180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309695639735641954" border="0" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_TqjVFUHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3GcoOfuSbk4/s1600-h/102b0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_TqjVFUHI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3GcoOfuSbk4/s400/102b0160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309695213684740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_Sbt2CkII/AAAAAAAAAe4/KwcyJwMoYqg/s1600-h/102_0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_Sbt2CkII/AAAAAAAAAe4/KwcyJwMoYqg/s400/102_0234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309693859297661058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_R69U_rKI/AAAAAAAAAew/5j39qHHj1IM/s1600-h/102_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_R69U_rKI/AAAAAAAAAew/5j39qHHj1IM/s400/102_0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309693296518343842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SbOo6yAugVI/AAAAAAAAAfg/g0mP_uh1rAE/s1600-h/102_0181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SbOo6yAugVI/AAAAAAAAAfg/g0mP_uh1rAE/s400/102_0181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310774113410646354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;March certainly came in like&lt;br /&gt;a lion!! Loud and COVERED in&lt;br /&gt;snow! I still can't believe it when I&lt;br /&gt;look out my window and see 6&lt;br /&gt;inches of snow! I love how it coats the trees, power lines, poles,&lt;br /&gt;mailboxes....well,&lt;br /&gt;everything! Hope&lt;br /&gt;everyone enjoyed this&lt;br /&gt;last bit of snow for the&lt;br /&gt;season....I know we sure&lt;br /&gt;did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1387985628438295822?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1387985628438295822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1387985628438295822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1387985628438295822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1387985628438295822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-like-lion.html' title='In like a Lion!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/Sa_Ud6r12NI/AAAAAAAAAfY/QXXFI7R6bgc/s72-c/102_0137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1183680625732524554</id><published>2009-02-13T09:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:35:23.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppies and ponies and friends, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWvRT8DNBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/o64LZGKnOHQ/s1600-h/farmvisit+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWvRT8DNBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/o64LZGKnOHQ/s400/farmvisit+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302336848243405842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWu8AwYEyI/AAAAAAAAAbo/zs7-T0gG530/s1600-h/farmvisit+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWu8AwYEyI/AAAAAAAAAbo/zs7-T0gG530/s400/farmvisit+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302336482316915490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWuw92L7FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qWVqRfmtESo/s1600-h/farmvisit+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWuw92L7FI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qWVqRfmtESo/s400/farmvisit+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302336292557417554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWufVnylEI/AAAAAAAAAbY/q73gTJBdLgk/s1600-h/farmvisit+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWufVnylEI/AAAAAAAAAbY/q73gTJBdLgk/s400/farmvisit+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302335989701841986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWuK1FfxrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hjPPccUzLDM/s1600-h/farmvisit+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWuK1FfxrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hjPPccUzLDM/s400/farmvisit+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302335637370685106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a friend's house a few days ago and enjoyed some true farm life. The girls were so excited they could barely contain themselves! We practically had to drag Kayla out of the puppy room full of Golden Doodles (Golden retrievers and Poodle mix) There were 11 total! In addition to the excitement of the puppies, we got to see and pet a few of the miniature horses and Shetland ponies. We had such a wonderful time, not only on the farm, but in sweet fellowship with fellow friends. Here's a few pics from our visit! Enjoy and Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1183680625732524554?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1183680625732524554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1183680625732524554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1183680625732524554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1183680625732524554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/02/puppies-and-ponies-and-friends-oh-my.html' title='Puppies and ponies and friends, OH MY!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SZWvRT8DNBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/o64LZGKnOHQ/s72-c/farmvisit+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5492634267355879687</id><published>2009-01-27T07:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:14:43.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Twinkie, a Root Beer, and a Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;Just had to share this....too good, and too convicting not to! Here's a challenge for this week: Do something unexpected and generous for someone, just because!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Twinkie, a Root Beer, and a Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_style1"&gt;This devotional was written by Jim Liebelt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know you are my disciples, if you love one another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;John 13:34-35&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;The story is told of a little boy who wanted to meet God. Not knowing where God lived, the boy packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of root beer and started out on his journey. When he had gone a few blocks, he met an old woman who was sitting in the park staring at some pigeons. The boy sat down next to her and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the old lady looked hungry, so he offered her a Twinkie. She accepted it and smiled at him. Her smile was so pretty that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered her a root beer. Once again she smiled at him. The boy was delighted! Together, they sat all afternoon eating and smiling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;As it grew dark, the boy realized it was time to go home, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the old woman and gave her a hug. She gave him her biggest smile ever. When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, “What did you do today that made you so happy?” He replied, “I had lunch with God.” But before his mother could respond, he added, “You know what? She's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;Meanwhile, the old woman, also radiant with joy, returned to her home. Her son was stunned by the look of peace on her face and he asked, “Mother, what did you do today that made you so happy?” She replied, “I had Twinkies and root beer in the park with God, and you know, he's much younger than I expected.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;This story reminds me that the love of God, lived out in the lives of His people is powerful! While you and I will likely never be mistaken for being God, we know that through the Holy Spirit, God lives within us and wants us to show His love to others. Many people are desperate for someone, anyone, to love them. Christ commands us to love others! You never know, something as simple as a Twinkie, a root beer or even a smile offered in Jesus’ name might just make all the difference in the world to someone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5492634267355879687?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5492634267355879687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5492634267355879687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5492634267355879687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5492634267355879687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/01/twinkie-root-beer-and-smile.html' title='A Twinkie, a Root Beer, and a Smile'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2156485508351638677</id><published>2009-01-24T12:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:00:22.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter and hot dogs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXtXabt20hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TqrUePphMG4/s1600-h/Ali%27s+pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXtXabt20hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TqrUePphMG4/s400/Ali%27s+pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294921898532459026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I know what you are thinking....and trust me, I am thinking the same thing. 4 year olds are funny, ya know? They won't eat mashed potatoes because they look funny, but give them some peanut butter and a cold hot dog and they'll go to town! Mind you, the peanut butter was intended to be for the apple slices, but apparently she had a better idea of what to dip in there! Ahh....the joys of motherhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2156485508351638677?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2156485508351638677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2156485508351638677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2156485508351638677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2156485508351638677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/01/peanut-butter-and-hot-dogs.html' title='Peanut butter and hot dogs?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXtXabt20hI/AAAAAAAAAaw/TqrUePphMG4/s72-c/Ali%27s+pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4531885701375943217</id><published>2009-01-20T16:42:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:03:30.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Snowtastic morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZF-eFmlpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QNe3u8zBFFI/s1600-h/Snowyday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZF-eFmlpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QNe3u8zBFFI/s400/Snowyday+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495351551366802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGlD8zYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KjPBJ2oQVW0/s1600-h/Snowyday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGlD8zYbI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/KjPBJ2oQVW0/s400/Snowyday+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293496014550032818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGREyUZqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/6oY7CGhW0J0/s1600-h/Snowyday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGREyUZqI/AAAAAAAAAZs/6oY7CGhW0J0/s400/Snowyday+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495671177111202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun it is to wake up to a beautiful, crisp white blanket of snow....and pretty r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGEZg8K-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NfNbPSejIcI/s1600-h/Snowyday+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGEZg8K-I/AAAAAAAAAZk/NfNbPSejIcI/s400/Snowyday+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495453403065314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are in the South too! I loved watching the total surprise and excitement in the girl's faces this morning when they saw it. We quickly ate breakfast and headed out to have some fun in it, cold as it was! After about 30 minutes of good hard snow play, we headed in for hot chocolate and homemade cookies...what better way to warm up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGbMJ2AVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bxf2aT9Fy6U/s1600-h/Snowyday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGbMJ2AVI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/bxf2aT9Fy6U/s400/Snowyday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495844953522514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGzqiok4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Z87F6VUS9Ls/s1600-h/Snowyday+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZGzqiok4I/AAAAAAAAAaE/Z87F6VUS9Ls/s400/Snowyday+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293496265427424130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZG43XeUCI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a3PpTrysd7Q/s1600-h/Snowyday+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZG43XeUCI/AAAAAAAAAaM/a3PpTrysd7Q/s400/Snowyday+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293496354769621026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZHC5bKufI/AAAAAAAAAac/wQc5e6ibcL4/s1600-h/Snowyday+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZHC5bKufI/AAAAAAAAAac/wQc5e6ibcL4/s400/Snowyday+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293496527120677362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZG-D3khrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/u6EMYbrHrsY/s1600-h/Snowyday+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZG-D3khrI/AAAAAAAAAaU/u6EMYbrHrsY/s400/Snowyday+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293496444024817330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4531885701375943217?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4531885701375943217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4531885701375943217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4531885701375943217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4531885701375943217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowtastic-morning.html' title='A Snowtastic morning!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SXZF-eFmlpI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QNe3u8zBFFI/s72-c/Snowyday+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2055295596819815453</id><published>2008-12-29T07:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:28:17.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardboard Nativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SVjB-iE2bWI/AAAAAAAAAZU/CmYJfjykwNM/s1600-h/Christmas+pictures+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SVjB-iE2bWI/AAAAAAAAAZU/CmYJfjykwNM/s400/Christmas+pictures+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285187442762476898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my sweet in laws were here, I put them to work and we all sat down with empty wrapping paper rolls, construction paper, glue sticks and tape. It looked like a kindergarten class project, but we so enjoyed making this Nativity set. I hope it lasts for years to come....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2055295596819815453?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2055295596819815453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2055295596819815453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2055295596819815453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2055295596819815453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/cardboard-nativity.html' title='Cardboard Nativity'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SVjB-iE2bWI/AAAAAAAAAZU/CmYJfjykwNM/s72-c/Christmas+pictures+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7459452446308293162</id><published>2008-12-22T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:30:29.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of St. Nicholas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SU-IWtr2OAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ybPSRa0Q7HQ/s1600-h/st-nicholas-mag-1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SU-IWtr2OAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ybPSRa0Q7HQ/s400/st-nicholas-mag-1916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282590811730884610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow my example, as I follow the example of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 11:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many families choose not to include Santa Claus as a part of their Christmas celebrations. The legend of Santa, the North Pole, flying reindeer, keeping naughty and nice lists, and coming down the chimney can seem as just too much distraction from the true meaning of Christmas for many Christian families. But, whatever your family chooses to do with Santa Claus, it may be worthwhile to consider the historical St. Nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nicholas lived long ago, in the third century, in a place called Asia Minor, what is now the country of Turkey. His parents died from an illness while Nicholas was a teenager and left him a large inheritance of money. Nicholas’ parents taught him about Jesus. As he grew older, he followed the teachings of Jesus and sold all his possessions, secretly giving money to those in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nicholas became well-loved by the people and later became the Bishop of Myra. He died on December 6, 343 A.D. The anniversary of his death became a day of celebration in his honor, called St. Nicholas Day. On this day, children would give and receive small gifts of candy, chocolate initial letters, or riddles hidden in baked goods or in elaborate packaging. Children also hung stockings by the fire or placed shoes filled with carrots and hay for the horse, eagerly awaiting gifts from St. Nicholas. Gold balls or oranges were given to represent the gifts of gold once given by St. Nicholas.” 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Influenced by St. Nicholas’ popularity in Europe, immigrants brought his story and tradition to America. Over the years, legend was wedded to historical elements and developed into our modern day Santa Claus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we celebrate Christmas as the birth of Jesus, we can have an appropriate appreciation for the lives He has touched. This includes those whose lives demonstrated compassion and selflessness out of their love for Jesus. St. Nicholas was such a person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-7459452446308293162?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7459452446308293162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7459452446308293162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7459452446308293162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7459452446308293162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/story-of-st-nicholas.html' title='The story of St. Nicholas'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SU-IWtr2OAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ybPSRa0Q7HQ/s72-c/st-nicholas-mag-1916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1097501830329841376</id><published>2008-12-15T08:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:37:22.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas priorities....</title><content type='html'>It has been so key to me this year to remind myself, on a daily basis, where the importance should lie in celebrating Christmas. We did cut back on gift buying this year, but even still, this video hit hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings....&lt;br /&gt;"Oh come let us ADORE Him!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-1097501830329841376?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1097501830329841376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1097501830329841376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1097501830329841376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1097501830329841376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-priorities.html' title='Christmas priorities....'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3377781143113643783</id><published>2008-12-12T14:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:50:21.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>What a glorious Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SUGt3EvYIxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KPEOB1edXws/s1600-h/101_9504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SUGt3EvYIxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KPEOB1edXws/s400/101_9504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278691399931798290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-23179" class="sup"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;After they had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen in the east went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 2:9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love having a star on the top of the tree. It's symbolism is great and when the sun shines through it during the day it sends chills up my spine. Such a simple thing with such a deep meaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Christmas Song&lt;br /&gt;Song: Beautiful Star Of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shining far through shadows dim&lt;br /&gt;Giving the light for those who long have gone&lt;br /&gt;Guiding the wise men on their way&lt;br /&gt;Unto the place where Jesus lay&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star the hope of life&lt;br /&gt;Guiding the pilgrims through the night&lt;br /&gt;Over the mountains 'til the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Into the land of perfect day&lt;br /&gt;It will give out a lovely ray&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine upon us until the glory dawns&lt;br /&gt;Give us a lamp to light the way&lt;br /&gt;Unto the land of perfect day&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star the hope of grace&lt;br /&gt;For the redeemed, the good and the blessed&lt;br /&gt;Yonder in glory when the crown is won&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is now the star divine&lt;br /&gt;Brighter and brighter He will shine&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine upon us until the glory dawns&lt;br /&gt;Give us a lamp to light the way&lt;br /&gt;Unto the land of perfect day&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O beautiful star of Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;Shine on&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/3710880618611770802-3377781143113643783?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3377781143113643783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3377781143113643783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3377781143113643783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3377781143113643783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-glorious-star.html' title='What a glorious Star!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SUGt3EvYIxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/KPEOB1edXws/s72-c/101_9504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2873208057367009334</id><published>2008-12-07T13:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:05:01.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing is what we're meant to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Go home to thy friends, and tell them how great things the Lord hath done for thee, and hath had compassion on thee&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark 5:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons we are to share our testimonies with others, but bottom line is that God asks us to do it. It doesn't get any more simple then that. In addition to following HIM in obedience, we will get a satisfaction that will warm our hearts when we do share. It reminds us that we were once without hope, and when we accepted the gift of salvation, our lives were transformed and renewed. Another thing that is so powerful about sharing our story with others is that it cannot be disproved. We live in a world where faith is frowned upon because there is no "proving" it. Well, the proof is in our lives! There isn't a soul on this planet that can tell me God doesn't exist, because through my story I can explain and see that I am now a different person with new desires. That is not natural....it is SUPERnatural! Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend found this site that I think is pretty special. Won't you visit it? It's point is simple....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamsecond.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I AM SECOND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2873208057367009334?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2873208057367009334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2873208057367009334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2873208057367009334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2873208057367009334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/sharing-is-what-were-meant-to-do.html' title='Sharing is what we&apos;re meant to do'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4840394141306049930</id><published>2008-12-04T06:47:00.031-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:46:25.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Christmas Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfUyzKKuQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/E_RZ3WOlQac/s1600-h/101_9330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfUyzKKuQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/E_RZ3WOlQac/s320/101_9330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275919457679227138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfVFCmWKMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Q12IIr4soGw/s1600-h/101_9344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfVFCmWKMI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Q12IIr4soGw/s320/101_9344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275919771061594306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful day together yesterday, FILLED with Christmas activities. We started the day off with a visit to Santa. We had planned to be there right at 10, when the mall opened, but since we dressed up the girls and all, and a few other things happened that morning, we ran about 30 minutes late. When we got there, we found out the big guy wouldn't even be there till 11, so we hung out in great anticipation for him. Finally, he arrived, looking fat and jolly as ever! Kayla was so excited. Anna, on the other hand, instantly dug her little claws into me in great fear. We attempted to put her on his lap, but she was wiggling so much, she kicked him in the leg and that was that. We decided it just wasn't worth it if she was that afraid. Kayla was the first customer of the day (although we didn't even have her picture done professionally since we think their prices are OUTRAGEOUS) She sat in his lap for probably a full 5 minutes, and although he was talking fairly soft and intimately to her, I was able to sneak close enough to hear what they were talking about. First of course, there was the "what do you want for Christmas?" question. She answered, "new Christmas toys, of course!" They chatted about this and that, "make sure to go to bed early...", you know, the usual Santa talk I suppose, but then the conversation took a turn. I heard him asking her if she was going to sing "Happy Birthday" to him on Christmas morning. Could it be? Was Santa talking to my baby about Jesus...the REAL reason for this season? Yes!!! He went on to tell her all about how he was born in a stable in a little manger full of hay. How cool is that? It was completely unexpected and a total blessing that he openly and unashamedly spoke of Jesus to her like that. It was a total God stop moment for me...you just never know where you might find them, even in the presence of SANTA! He topped it off by making her an official reindeer (which she later shared the title with Anna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfNx3kYcKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/nV616gKBZMg/s1600-h/101_9359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfNx3kYcKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/nV616gKBZMg/s320/101_9359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275911745101656226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfOZtJhasI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6x5iE-XEoA0/s1600-h/101_9362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfOZtJhasI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/6x5iE-XEoA0/s320/101_9362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275912429499411138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit with the big guy, we headed out to look for our Christmas tree. It was a great lot of trees, and the owner even took the time to snap a quick family shot of us, a rare thing indeed! The girls had fun running around, and even cooperated enough to take a few sweet sister shots. After grabbing a bite to eat and realizing it was WAY past their nap times, we headed home for just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfPdcAi50I/AAAAAAAAAXg/R38Wsf-b_K0/s1600-h/101_9385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfPdcAi50I/AAAAAAAAAXg/R38Wsf-b_K0/s320/101_9385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275913593129461570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfQ5_9AAnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/s1kQAhzKVQU/s1600-h/101_9405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfQ5_9AAnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/s1kQAhzKVQU/s320/101_9405.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275915183326233202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfRwb5vQsI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9d_5my7FOhE/s1600-h/101_9411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfRwb5vQsI/AAAAAAAAAX4/9d_5my7FOhE/s320/101_9411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275916118541681346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfQTBQuJhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Tr87hK1aJwI/s1600-h/101_9403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfQTBQuJhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/Tr87hK1aJwI/s320/101_9403.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275914513662486034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After naps, it was time to decorate!! Kayla was really into it this year.....and just bubbling with excitement each time she put a new ornament on the tree (most of them were clumped at the bottom, so we helped out a little with the distribution) Anna enjoyed it too, but was still a little groggy from her nap, so we just let her cuddle the plush decorations for the most part. After finishing the tree and decorating the house up a bit, we were ready to make our very first gingerbread house! I think we'll make this a tradition....it was just so much fun! At the end of the day we all felt tired, but so blessed to have had such a wonderful day.....21 days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfSItrOEBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/S6mYd3sbJuk/s1600-h/101_9420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfSItrOEBI/AAAAAAAAAYA/S6mYd3sbJuk/s320/101_9420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275916535629484050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfTHHv6LAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/H8lKNspXquw/s1600-h/101_9430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfTHHv6LAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/H8lKNspXquw/s320/101_9430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275917607780363266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfSs1UAqPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/C1N6rUDTGkg/s1600-h/101_9427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfSs1UAqPI/AAAAAAAAAYI/C1N6rUDTGkg/s320/101_9427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275917156154910962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfTr_96uQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/APhYF0DWTSs/s1600-h/101_9432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfTr_96uQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/APhYF0DWTSs/s320/101_9432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275918241346795778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4840394141306049930?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4840394141306049930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4840394141306049930' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4840394141306049930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4840394141306049930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/12/lots-of-christmas-cheer.html' title='Lots of Christmas Cheer'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STfUyzKKuQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/E_RZ3WOlQac/s72-c/101_9330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4850297912213936715</id><published>2008-11-29T13:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:09:57.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem Solved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STGE-iVjVCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8C2m3TwJtPQ/s1600-h/101_9279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STGE-iVjVCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8C2m3TwJtPQ/s320/101_9279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274142848531518498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;What do you do when your children won't stop fighting, bickering, taking toys from one another, etc? You roll them up so tight that they can't move! There...problem solved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4850297912213936715?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4850297912213936715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4850297912213936715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4850297912213936715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4850297912213936715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/problem-solved.html' title='Problem Solved'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/STGE-iVjVCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/8C2m3TwJtPQ/s72-c/101_9279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2306813358553033622</id><published>2008-11-22T07:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T07:19:09.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Grant'/><title type='text'>Memories for years to come...</title><content type='html'>Last Friday evening, on the way home from Holiday for Her, I called my dear sister Lauren to tell her all about the night, as I was still bubbling over our speaker that was there. As we were talking, she brought up the upcoming Amy Grant Lead me On concert that John, her husband, had gotten her tickets for for their anniversary. Unfortunately, John was not going to be able to get the time off work and so, Lauren had decided to make the trip by herself. It was on this call that I half joking half wishing had mentioned the possibility of me making the drive and meeting her there to join her for this most special of nights. After I said it, I instantly started thinking about how amazing it would be, but quickly tried to not get my hopes up as it was only 4 days away and I wasn't sure about child care or even if David would be ok with it. The next evening, I mentioned it to David. He certainly had his reservations with it, mostly due to the fact that it was 4 hours away and I would be making that drive alone. I just love that he is so protective over me in that way! I told him to think about it and to let me know the next day. Late Sunday night, he gave me the go ahead and my mind started racing with excitement. Early the next morning, I called Lauren to tell her the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me give some history on the relationship with Amy and our family. My dad, who was in the Christian music Industry for the majority of his life, knew Amy as a very young girl trying to get her feet wet in the Industry. He befriended her and wrote reviews for her that I'm sure were very helpful. As time went on, they kept up with each other and 20 years ago, on her original tour of the "Lead Me On" tour, we were all at one of her concerts.  I was only 7 or 8 but I can still remember her hugging on us and us on her, and her referring to herself as our "big sister." What a sweet memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to the story...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until Monday evening that I had pinned down child care for the girls (Thank you so much Janet and Kristie!) and it started to feel real. I must admit, I was a bit nervous about making that drive alone, but excited at the same time. I knew I would be driving through the mountains and I also knew with all that time alone, that I could have sweet worship with God the whole way there! What a gift in of itself! I packed my little bag, grabbed my pillow, kissed my precious family goodbye and off I went! My expectations for the drive were far succeeded. It was amazing! The clouds were singing, the mountains seemed to be on fire from all the reds, oranges and yellows on the trees. I made it to Greeneville, TN in exactly 4 hours from the time I left which means I DIDN'T GET LOST! Praise God for that! After a quick reunion, freshen up and dinner, we were off to the concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing! Lauren and I knew most all the words to the songs, having grown up listening to them, but they took on a whole new meaning now that we were hearing them with our "new" God given ears. Amy's voice was soothing as usual and her heart for the Lord shone through strong as ever! At one point she shared this story with us and Lauren captured it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5QsMavxhT-8&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/5QsMavxhT-8&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;After the concert ended, Lauren and I just knew we had to find a way to see her, though we didn't hold any backstage passes or "know" anyone that could get us in. The audience trickled out and the only people left behind all seemed to have a shiny backstage sticker pass on the front of their clothes. Still, we were hopeful to wait around to see if it was HIS will that we get back there. Good thing we're mommies and have pretty good patience! After they called back people with passes, we noticed a group of about 6 ladies left in the performance hall with us. We quickly made friends and learned that they too were "hopefuls." We shared our story with them about our connection with Amy and they were all very motivated to find us a way back there. We decided to step around the corner for a quick second to meet and greet Chris Eaton, a member of her band and singer/songwriter. After a brief chat and a quick picture, we hurried back to our group of new friends only to find they were GONE! After a quick exchange of "oh my goodness, I can't believe their GONE!" faces, Lauren and I quickly moved to plan B. The door leading to backstage had about a half inch crack in the middle, so Lauren pressed her face against it only to see our new friends standing in line and....AMY! They were so close....so what else could we do but open the doors, quickly scoot next to them (who obviously were allowed to be back there) and act like we had the authority to do so! We waited with great anticipation, emotions and old memories stirring through our minds and hearts. After making her way to us and taking a few moments to process and remember who we were, she grabbed us and pulled us both close for a big hug. Though we knew she MUST be exhausted after putting on a 3 hour show and meeting, taking pictures and signing autographs for a half hour, she not only chatted with us, but was asking us questions about our lives now and what we were doing. We both shared with her about our new transformations in Christ and how her songs took on new depth in our hearts. She once again pulled us close and said "I know it's been a tough road, but your Mom is smiling down on your girls right now. She was a wonderful woman." I can't tell you what these words meant to me. Not having any real memories of my mom means that anyone who did know her and who she was is so special to me. I had no idea that Amy knew my mom, and the fact that my mom made such an impact on her that she would remember her 23 years later meant so much. With tears in all of our eyes, we snapped a quick picture and the night came to an end, though it's imprint will be forever in my heart! What a special God we serve that would orchestrate such a night for Lauren and I to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SSf39-DMWjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/80MV_-TV0WQ/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SSf39-DMWjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/80MV_-TV0WQ/s320/IMG_2128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271454532860926514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2306813358553033622?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2306813358553033622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2306813358553033622' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2306813358553033622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2306813358553033622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/memories-for-years-to-come.html' title='Memories for years to come...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SSf39-DMWjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/80MV_-TV0WQ/s72-c/IMG_2128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-8636985497967908472</id><published>2008-11-21T15:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:21:12.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScYKpOhR7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/WJ4fSHF1cDU/s1600-h/000_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScYKpOhR7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/WJ4fSHF1cDU/s320/000_0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271208460004968370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScX8SQXziI/AAAAAAAAAVg/p4K6IPtwuR0/s1600-h/000_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScX8SQXziI/AAAAAAAAAVg/p4K6IPtwuR0/s320/000_0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271208213320551970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScXsXVHHYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VaLd9YuPMlI/s1600-h/000_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScXsXVHHYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VaLd9YuPMlI/s320/000_0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271207939804700034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw that there was a light layer of snow on the ground, but just couldn't get it together in time to get right out there, so around 10 a.m., just before all of it had totally melted, me and the girls headed out for just a few minutes and a few photo ops. All they wanted to do was eat it, so I had to scrape a layer off David's truck (the top clean layer, of course) so they could have their snow treat! Fun times....and I hope there's lots more to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-8636985497967908472?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/8636985497967908472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=8636985497967908472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8636985497967908472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/8636985497967908472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-treats.html' title='Snow treats'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SScYKpOhR7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/WJ4fSHF1cDU/s72-c/000_0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3142222412959928371</id><published>2008-11-13T06:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:48:01.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRwT0JAvdEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hD97_SYu05I/s1600-h/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRwT0JAvdEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hD97_SYu05I/s320/rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268107450609792066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Written by: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(115, 134, 57);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalkmail.com/qswpqmnpp_xdrfzfftffs.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(115, 134, 57);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lysa TerKeurst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To expect another person to make you feel happy, secure, and fulfilled will leave you disappointed at best and disillusioned at worst. Even a great husband makes a very poor God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Only God can settle those deep heart-needs. A man can never do this. If a husband could meet every need his wife had, we'd have no need for God. Therefore, instead of just focusing on finding the right partner, let God work on your heart to help you become the right partner. The time to start working on becoming a wife is now. Before the white dress, delicate bouquets, unity candle, bacon wrapped shrimp, and reception punch, there is some heart stuff to consider:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Getting married doesn't instantly make you selfless... it makes you realize how very selfish you can be at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Getting married doesn't make you feel loved... it makes you realize love is more of a decision you make than a feeling you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Getting married doesn't take away loneliness... it makes you realize true companionship comes not when you demand it but rather when you give it to another person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So, what does marriage give?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A beautiful chance to make the choice &lt;span class="EC_GramE"&gt;to ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh whether or not the jokes are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love by folding his collar over his tie every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend like you don't need flowers, but delight when he buys them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer him on through both failures and successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell him he's a great man everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the privilege of being his wife.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After our time together, my friend thanked me for our talk.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She said it gave her a lot to think about.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, it gave me a lot to think about as well.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dear Lord, only &lt;span class="EC_GramE"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; can fill my heart, right my wrongs, and make me feel loved.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I pray that &lt;span class="EC_GramE"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; would show me how to keep my expectations of my husband in check.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Help me to be the wife he desires.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And help me to remember that marriage was never meant to make me happy all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Marriage is a decision to honor &lt;span class="EC_GramE"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; by honoring the one you've entrusted to me to be my husband. In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&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/3710880618611770802-3142222412959928371?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3142222412959928371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3142222412959928371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3142222412959928371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3142222412959928371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRwT0JAvdEI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/hD97_SYu05I/s72-c/rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-754067630114601698</id><published>2008-11-12T21:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:58:32.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christianity is NOT a buffet line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRuOA_tZFaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X5GlClhSgNM/s1600-h/nal_buffet081308_33874c.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRuOA_tZFaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X5GlClhSgNM/s320/nal_buffet081308_33874c.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267960336892892578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-23341" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23342" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23343" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23344" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash." Matthew 7:24-27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But don’t just listen to God’s word. You must do what it says. Otherwise, you are only fooling yourselves." James 1:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God requires our obedience. It's that simple. What kind of obedience does He require? Complete obedience. In fact, if one does not give their entire obedience to the Lord, or partial obedience, it is considered rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-7584" class="sup"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For rebellion is like the sin of divination, and arrogance like the evil of idolatry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you have rejected the word of the LORD, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he has rejected you as king." 1 Samuel 15:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving God is not enough. It is important, yes, but without the obedience that MUST come with that love, we are hypocrites. His word tells us that  &lt;woj style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“If you love me, obey my commandments." John 14:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;woj&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through our day in partial obedience, or like we're in a buffet line, might go something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love? Sure, I'll have a helping of that! Forgiveness? Ok, but only a little spoonful. Tithing? Not this week! We're tight on bills as it is! Compassion? That sounds good, plus it'll make me look good too!"&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;woj&gt;When we are HIS, we hear his whispers throughout our day. We read HIS word and know the truth, but if we stop there, we are not completing the work that needs to be done. &lt;/woj&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are so thankful for your presence in our lives. Help us to be accountible to your Word, your Truths, your complete breath of life. Let our lives be a light in a dark world. In your Son's precious name we pray,&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amen&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;woj style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/woj&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-754067630114601698?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/754067630114601698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=754067630114601698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/754067630114601698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/754067630114601698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/christianity-is-not-buffet-line.html' title='Christianity is NOT a buffet line'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRuOA_tZFaI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X5GlClhSgNM/s72-c/nal_buffet081308_33874c.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-66085127130412498</id><published>2008-11-11T21:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:46:37.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The many faces of Kayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpDRJEtwVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3Eb0P_w30BY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpDRJEtwVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3Eb0P_w30BY/s320/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267596675935748434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCkaw_E5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/T6AmFAu-xSw/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCkaw_E5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/T6AmFAu-xSw/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267595907590722450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCQPg__rI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5Uitf5N94ek/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCQPg__rI/AAAAAAAAAUw/5Uitf5N94ek/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267595560973500082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCGJr8-vI/AAAAAAAAAUo/B6TJwNWah2E/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpCGJr8-vI/AAAAAAAAAUo/B6TJwNWah2E/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267595387610135282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpBwZX6NKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PSzZdrzKV3U/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpBwZX6NKI/AAAAAAAAAUg/PSzZdrzKV3U/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267595013863912610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kayla's new favorite game is the "faces" game. She has a book where you try to guess what Big Bird is feeling by looking at his face, so this must be where she has gotten it from. It cracks me up....everytime! She is so animated and precious. I thought I would share this, as I get the giggles just looking at these pics. Hope they bring a smile to your face as well....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-66085127130412498?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/66085127130412498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=66085127130412498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/66085127130412498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/66085127130412498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/many-faces-of-kayla.html' title='The many faces of Kayla'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRpDRJEtwVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3Eb0P_w30BY/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-1624495077480832127</id><published>2008-11-06T19:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:58:36.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Lingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoQb5o1qiI/AAAAAAAAANY/_Q6D9uUveJo/s1600-h/four-leaf-clover.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoQb5o1qiI/AAAAAAAAANY/_Q6D9uUveJo/s320/four-leaf-clover.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263037186050468386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoQ44etsBI/AAAAAAAAANo/PmkQn6zNMsY/s1600-h/half-empty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoQ44etsBI/AAAAAAAAANo/PmkQn6zNMsY/s320/half-empty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263037683955773458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoRb8lqGEI/AAAAAAAAANw/-91QmZCTm80/s1600-h/rabbit+foot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoRb8lqGEI/AAAAAAAAANw/-91QmZCTm80/s320/rabbit+foot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263038286354061378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Is the glass half empty, or half full?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Oh, how lucky you are!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Wasn't that such a coincidence?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm sure there was a time when we've all used one or all of these phrases. After regeneration, God  gives you new eyes to see, new ears to hear, and new desires of your heart. This is not to say that you will never again sin or have the temptation to do so. In fact, quite the opposite. The devil will hit you even harder then before. The difference is now you will recognize it for what it is....evil. I pray each one of you sees the "luck" in your life for exactly what it is....blessings. For there is only one place that it comes, and that is from God the Father. I pray that everytime you start to think something is a coincidence, you will look deeper still and see that it was only due to God's perfect orchestration. Finally, I pray that as you look at your own life, you are able to see the abundance of joy in it, a joy that can only and will only ever be found in HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-1624495077480832127?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/1624495077480832127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=1624495077480832127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1624495077480832127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/1624495077480832127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/replacing-worldly-cliches.html' title='Christian Lingo'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQoQb5o1qiI/AAAAAAAAANY/_Q6D9uUveJo/s72-c/four-leaf-clover.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4325167163569555228</id><published>2008-11-05T16:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T17:11:26.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZpMtWI1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/v2UBkmaRmxU/s1600-h/101_9108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZpMtWI1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/v2UBkmaRmxU/s320/101_9108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265299109926282066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZeINqEWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QP5XL_N3h4c/s1600-h/101_9130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZeINqEWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/QP5XL_N3h4c/s320/101_9130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265298919741067618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZHyH-G2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/m6kJ5gvfSu4/s1600-h/101_9132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZHyH-G2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/m6kJ5gvfSu4/s320/101_9132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265298535854512994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok....gotta make a dedication blog to my adoring husband. He had Monday off from lack of work around ol' TIMCO, so we had a 3 day weekend of sorts as Tuesday and Wednesday are his regular days off. What a blessed time we had! Monday night he came home from class around 9 with a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me....just because! Now, I know what some of you ladies must be thinking....he was either appologizing for something or had done something wrong and was trying to butter me up, but neither one of those are true! It really was, "just because!" What a sweetie! Also, he more then did his share around the house, everyday cleaning dishes in the kitchen. I even convinced him to clean a VERY dirty diaper of Anna's today (I took pictures, but unfortunatly can't post them here as he is in his boxers, but trust me when I say they are FUNNY!!!) I am just so blessed to have a husband who cares....cares about me, cares about his children, cares about helping me with our home, but most importantly cares about the Lord! I love that he's just as goofy as me (see attached pic), I love that he's a dedicated father, I love that he's handsome (hey.....it doesn't hurt, right?), and I just plain LOVE HIM!! Here's to growing old and grey with the love of my life.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-4325167163569555228?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4325167163569555228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4325167163569555228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4325167163569555228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4325167163569555228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-this-guy.html' title='Love this guy!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SRIZpMtWI1I/AAAAAAAAAQE/v2UBkmaRmxU/s72-c/101_9108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6840159588965614923</id><published>2008-11-05T08:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:08:42.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day in America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by Leslie Nease of Survivor China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Today is a day when many people have some pretty heightened emotions.  Some are excited beyond words because their Presidential pick won the Presidency last night, others are feeling hopeless and like the world is crashing down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;img alt="flag" src="http://www.libertyfilmfestival.com/libertas/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/american-flag-2a.jpg" width="320" align="left" border="0" height="240" /&gt;I must admit, I haven't been so affected by a voting process since a certain time when I was actually the one whose name was on the ballot.  In Survivor, when I was voted off the show in the 3rd episode, I was devastated and I felt as though the world was crashing down.  I felt rejected and even a little hopeless initially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I have learned so much about rejection through my experience.  No, my experience is not comparable in status to the presidential election, I realize this, but the principle is the same - &lt;strong&gt;man's rejection is God's protection.&lt;/strong&gt;  God allowed Senator McCain to be rejected for a purpose and allowed Senator Obama to win for a purpose.  We do not know the purpose but we know our God!  &lt;em&gt;He is faithful, even when we are faithless because He cannot deny Himself.&lt;/em&gt; (2 Tim 2:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;The purpose is known only by God and even if it is a purpose of discipline, we can rest assured that God only disciplines those He loves.  If the purpose is to prosper us, then the fact that the election doesn't make sense to us shouldn't matter, we should trust His ways, not ours.  If it is to teach us a lesson (like the Israelites were taught when they wanted a King and the Lord gave them King Saul) then let us learn!  Friends, let's listen to what God is saying, seek Him first and &lt;em&gt;trust Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Today, no matter how you are feeling, please don't forget something.  Our God is in control!  We may have stood in line to cast our vote and let our voice be heard yesterday, but ultimately, God is Sovereign and He has a plan for our country.  Jeremiah 29:11 reminds us that &lt;em&gt;God has a plan for us, to prosper us, not to harm us, to give us a hope and future.&lt;/em&gt;  I can't help but know that even if this election was a huge mistake on the part of the voting Americans, God has a plan.  I can rest in that, I can trust in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;One last verse that I am clinging to this day after the election...Romans 13:1(NLT) &lt;em&gt;"Everyone must submit to the governing authorities.  For all authority comes from God, and those in positions of authority have been placed there by God."&lt;/em&gt;  Did you get that last part?  The new President was placed in office by GOD, not the people.  He allowed this for His good purpose.  We know not what that purpose is, but it's certain.  Our job is to submit, but also to stand firm in our values and what we believe to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I don't know who you voted for yesterday but I do know that God knew who would win long before our votes were cast.  Today is not a day to feel hopeless, my friends!  If you are one of the ones who voted for our new President, today is a day of gladness and hope for you and if your choice for the Presidency lost, it can also be a day of hope and gladness because we can remember that this decision was made by God, not man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; So, rejoice in the Lord &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and again, I say rejoice!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(127, 127, 127);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Proverbs 16:31 (MSG) "Make your motions and cast your votes, but God has the final say".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3710880618611770802-6840159588965614923?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6840159588965614923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6840159588965614923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6840159588965614923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6840159588965614923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-day-in-america.html' title='A New Day in America'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6440940145034378674</id><published>2008-11-04T16:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:36:27.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every life has purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video has been circulating for some time now, but with the sanctity of life being so passionately on my mind these days, I wanted to share it here. Some will argue that babies who are found to be ill in the womb are one of the circumstances where abortion may be an option. This video so beautifully illustrates why that is not so. God's perfect will is in everything....We must have faith that it is so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&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/th6Njr-qkq0&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-6440940145034378674?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6440940145034378674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6440940145034378674' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6440940145034378674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6440940145034378674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/every-life-has-purpose.html' title='Every life has purpose'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-733465788878155230</id><published>2008-11-03T14:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:54:20.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What it's NOT about for me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is election day, and I have so many emotions running through my mind and heart today. First and foremost, I am leaning on HIM for  support in my moments of weakness concerning this election. Let me share with you what this is NOT about for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about race&lt;br /&gt;It's not about age&lt;br /&gt;It's not about experience&lt;br /&gt;It's not about cultural background&lt;br /&gt;It's not about gender&lt;br /&gt;It's not about tax cuts&lt;br /&gt;It's not about health care&lt;br /&gt;It's not about charm&lt;br /&gt;It's not about good speeches&lt;br /&gt;It's not about charisma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's pretty simple. It's about life. It's about leaving life up to the Creator, the Lord God Almighty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not, nor will it ever be up to us to decide who dies and who lives. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying for this election....fervently. I trust HIM and know that HIS plan is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-733465788878155230?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/733465788878155230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=733465788878155230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/733465788878155230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/733465788878155230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-its-not-about-for-me.html' title='What it&apos;s NOT about for me...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-283560657323505456</id><published>2008-11-01T09:04:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:30:12.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WAY too much fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxV_RcAD3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FIk6JPMDaBc/s1600-h/101_9087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxV_RcAD3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FIk6JPMDaBc/s320/101_9087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263676609990233970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVnR6KeXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/dR9jwAwIkIo/s1600-h/101_9079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVnR6KeXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/dR9jwAwIkIo/s320/101_9079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263676197799885170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVcadKErI/AAAAAAAAAPY/f5TIjzeNSns/s1600-h/101_9067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVcadKErI/AAAAAAAAAPY/f5TIjzeNSns/s320/101_9067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263676011115582130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVMEMYTmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3-T-VoV-WZI/s1600-h/101_9059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxVMEMYTmI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/3-T-VoV-WZI/s320/101_9059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263675730261724770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxUsVCGszI/AAAAAAAAAPI/U5MjKm1bRq4/s1600-h/101_9034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxUsVCGszI/AAAAAAAAAPI/U5MjKm1bRq4/s320/101_9034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263675185026216754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another year's Halloween behind us and it was a hit! David and I decided at the very last minute (I'm talking about an hour before leaving) that we would dress up. Since all I had was some kitty ears and a tail, that's what I went as and David, being the native Texan that he is, went as a Cowboy (a very handsome one, I might add!) The girls were simply precious and had a BIG time! I loved showing them off in their costumes this year, as I made them, so I was especially proud! After a night of riding ponies, jumping in inflatables, playing games and eating WAY TOO much candy, we fell hard when we got home. After all, isn't that what it's all about after all.....work hard, play hard?!&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/3710880618611770802-283560657323505456?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/283560657323505456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=283560657323505456' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/283560657323505456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/283560657323505456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/11/way-too-much-fun.html' title='WAY too much fun!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQxV_RcAD3I/AAAAAAAAAPo/FIk6JPMDaBc/s72-c/101_9087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-950240573202439974</id><published>2008-10-31T13:21:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:30:51.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being this cute should be ILLEGAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtkmYYaG2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/LZp0iBa9V-4/s1600-h/101_9028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtkmYYaG2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/LZp0iBa9V-4/s320/101_9028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263411200055188322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtGxOrw4GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hQRDugkouF8/s1600-h/101_9032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtGxOrw4GI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hQRDugkouF8/s320/101_9032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263378401081745506" border="0" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtBN8JbRDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Zwp5C_RxrZ4/s1600-h/101_9025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtBN8JbRDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Zwp5C_RxrZ4/s320/101_9025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263372297252324402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Just had to show off the latest "cutest pics" of my girls. Anna is modeling her new winter coat. Notice, she's wearing her jammies with shoes....she just couldn't be left out of jammie night at AWANA's, even though she's not a cubbie yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Then there's Kayla, and well, I just couldn't decide between these two pictures. One is her in her new jammies (that daddy picked out....way to go!) proudly showing off her new earned patches from AWANA's. Also, she is showing her "Responsibility chart" that we started doing 2 weeks ago. It's been so neat to watch her get so excited about helping out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The last one is her in her very first set of rollers. I wanted her hair curly for tonight, so she slept in them, and was very excited to do so! I was sort of impressed at how she didn't complain about them hurting once! I have left them in all day too, so that when I take them out right before the fall festival tonight, they'll be EXTRA curly, so today when we were at the library for 2 HOURS while I voted, she was the center of attention with her little pink rollers in! So cute!!&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/3710880618611770802-950240573202439974?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/950240573202439974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=950240573202439974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/950240573202439974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/950240573202439974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/10/being-this-cute-should-be-illegal.html' title='Being this cute should be ILLEGAL!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQtkmYYaG2I/AAAAAAAAAPA/LZp0iBa9V-4/s72-c/101_9028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3644558964577340441</id><published>2008-10-27T09:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:31:35.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One year ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQW9TFIeY0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HNcxOxe_gMg/s1600-h/101_4372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQW9TFIeY0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HNcxOxe_gMg/s320/101_4372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261819875145179970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Hard to believe all the growing that's been going on in this house over the past year. This picture was taken one year ago this Friday, though it doesn't at all feel that way. Being a mother to these two precious little cherubs has brought me more joy then I could have ever imagined. Can't wait to be a snap-a-holic at our annual fall festival at church this Friday...pictures to come folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-3644558964577340441?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3644558964577340441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3644558964577340441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3644558964577340441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3644558964577340441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-year-ago.html' title='One year ago....'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQW9TFIeY0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/HNcxOxe_gMg/s72-c/101_4372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5846406641564133147</id><published>2008-10-26T14:10:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:46:06.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQYBKYNDK3I/AAAAAAAAANI/KF51doYvqsM/s1600-h/20080522-newborn-smile-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQYBKYNDK3I/AAAAAAAAANI/KF51doYvqsM/s320/20080522-newborn-smile-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261894492436507506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's sister in law (that would be her husband's brother's wife) Carmen wrote this blog, and I'm so glad she did! You can find it    &lt;a href="http://littlecooksinthekitchen.com/?p=214#comments"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pretty much sums up how I feel about this election. Also, be sure to read all the comments, as I was so glad I did. It was quite refreshing to read what other Christian women thought on this particular subject.I'm tired of the "He said, she said" political &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mumbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; jumbo and am ready for November 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to be here. Regardless of who is elected our President, I am confident in knowing that God is watching over us, His children, and will not leave or fore sake us. Not only that, but according to HIS word,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28253" class="sup"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God." Romans 13:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I will be voting for Life in this election. Sanctity of life is something that we should not take for lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For you created my inmost being;&lt;br /&gt;  you knit me together in my mother's womb."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At what point does a baby get human rights," was asked to both of the candidates, and you'll find one dodged the question completely stating that it was "above his pay rate" to answer that, while the other so boldly, and without hesitation stated "at the moment of conception."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's very important that we not only educate ourselves with the hard facts and track records of this election, but that we get on our knees and pray...fervently and without fail. Have questions? Look to the only source out there that never fails; the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" p="214#comments&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mother Teresa said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The greatest destroyer of love and peace is abortion, which is war against the child. The mother doesn't learn to love, but kills to solve her own problems. Any country that accepts abortion is not teaching its people to love, but to use any violence to get what they want."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The way to plan the family is natural family planning, not contraception...This (use of contraceptives) turns the attention to self and so it destroys the gift of love in him or her. In loving, the husband and wife must turn the attention to each other as happens in natural family planning, and not to self, as happens in contraception. Once that living love is destroyed by contraception, abortion follows easily . . . And abortion, which often follows from contraception, brings a people to be spiritually poor, and that is the worst poverty and the most difficult to overcome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Editor's note: Natural Family Planning (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;) is the safest, most effective way to prevent or achieve pregnancy. Couples are raving about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; across America and around the world. For details, click on the Couple to Couple League site. To read about the very low divorce rate attributed in large part to the strong, loving communication that is developed when couples practice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; (there's less than a 5% divorce rate for couples practicing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;), click on Kiss Divorce Goodbye!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pope John Paul II:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"America you are beautiful . . . and blessed . . . . The ultimate test of your greatness is the way you treat every human being, but especially the weakest and most defenseless. If you want equal justice for all and true freedom and lasting peace, then America, defend life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President Ronald Reagan in 1982:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Simple morality dictates that unless and until someone can prove the unborn human is not alive, we must give it the benefit of the doubt and assume it is (alive). And, thus, it should be entitled to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5846406641564133147?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5846406641564133147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5846406641564133147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5846406641564133147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5846406641564133147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/10/precious-life.html' title='Precious Life'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SQYBKYNDK3I/AAAAAAAAANI/KF51doYvqsM/s72-c/20080522-newborn-smile-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3836798372011280331</id><published>2008-10-20T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:57:14.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Close your eyes with me and WORSHIP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have this song on my ipod, and as I worked out at the gym today I stumbled on it. Amazing how you can forget how powerful a song can be. I may have had some strange looks from fellow gym members as I closed my eyes and mouthed all the words, but I didn't  care because I had an AWESOME worship this morning! Thanks be to HIM! Rich, you are so missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL follow You all of my days!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeFwHhgx2L4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeFwHhgx2L4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-3836798372011280331?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3836798372011280331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3836798372011280331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3836798372011280331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3836798372011280331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/10/close-your-eyes-with-me-and-worship.html' title='Close your eyes with me and WORSHIP!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-555974529830670524</id><published>2008-10-10T13:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:24:06.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith, Fruit and Faith....Convicting stuff people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="title"&gt;As I read all three of these devotions today, I knew they just had to be shared. For me, they all hit "the spot" that I needed, and I hope it will do the same for some of you reading today. Be blessed, Love unconditionally, Live for HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Impala Syndrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_style1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This devotional was written by Jim Liebelt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.—Hebrews 11:1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;I recently read a story on the Internet about the deer-like African Impala that reportedly can jump to an amazing height of 10 feet in the air, yet can be restrained in captivity by a wall that is merely three feet tall. Why? It seems that the Impala simply will not jump without being able to see where it will land.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;This reminds me of the faith life of many Christ-followers. We have been given the wonderful gift of faith. By simple acts of faith, both small and great, God chooses to expand His influence in the world (See Hebrews 11).  Still, it seems that many Christians live like Impalas when it comes to exercising faith. I know that for myself, time and time again, I’ve let any number of small walls; those made of fear, or worry or even ‘common sense’ restrain me from exercising the gift of faith that God has given. How about you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;When we insist upon living by sight and always determining the results before we act, we short-circuit faith, cutting God and His power out of the equation in our lives. When living by sight overcomes faith, our spiritual lives begin to shrivel, we live at a lesser level of satisfaction, and our own participation in influencing the world for God decreases. According to the Scriptures, faith is a foundational principle for living the Christian life. (See Romans 1:17.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;The solution to the “Impala Syndrome” of faith is found in choosing to trust. When we choose to trust God enough to walk by faith rather than by sight, we exercise our faith and as a result, its capacity grows. Our spiritual lives are strengthened, which results in our living life to its fullest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;So, how are you doing when it comes to matters of faith? Are you consistently living by faith? Or, is your daily experience more like the “Impala Syndrome”? Today, you can make the choice to trust God and live by faith not by sight. Let our prayer today be, “Increase our faith, Lord!”  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_GramE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 46, 134); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Setback or Cutback?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(134, 46, 134); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(115, 134, 57); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crosswalkmail.com/norornpz_vfmbmmkmmc.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(115, 134, 57);"&gt;Micca &lt;span class="EC_SpellE"&gt;Monda&lt;/span&gt; Campbell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0); font-family: Arial;"&gt; "He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that is will be even more fruitful."&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0); font-family: Arial;"&gt;John 15:2 (NIV) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;          My eldest son is a born leader. That's a nice way of saying he's strong-willed. I've often heard Dr. James Dobson, President of Focus on the Family, describe determined, strong-willed children this way: "They come into the world smoking a cigar and asking to speak to the administrator of the hospital to complain about the temperature of their room."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; That's a good definition of my son. For example, in Jr. High, Mitch struggled in his relationship with his basketball coach. Why? Because he didn't think he was a good coach. While Mitch never said so, his attitude reflected this mind-set, which in turn affected his game. The coach ultimately benched him, and his attitude. Devastated, Mitch couldn't understand why the coach would bench one of his starting players. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; We've all been there. You and I have experienced "setbacks" in our jobs, relationships, and even in ministry. These setbacks cause us to wonder, &lt;em style=""&gt;"What's going on? Why is this happening?"&lt;/em&gt; If we're like my son, you and I may not always see what God is doing behind the scenes. That's where our key verse comes in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; God is more interested in our character than our comfort. He desires that we produce more spiritual fruit. Therefore, He's always at work pruning the areas of our lives that don't match His plans. So, when God allows our world to be turned upside down, we are not experiencing a "setback" but rather a "cutback." In God's economy, a cutback can be a good thing because it makes room for more good stuff to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; However, sometimes the pruning process can feel like it's going to kill us. I remember one fall when I was pruning my rose bush. My daughter, who loves flowers, was distraught when she saw what I had done to the bush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; "Why did you kill it?" she asked with horror in her voice. I reassured her that I didn't kill the bush. I only cut it back so that next year it would produce larger and more beautiful roses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Though it may feel like it at times, I assure you that God is not trying to kill us either. The Lord cuts us back in order to produce more--more Christ-like fruit in our words, attitudes, and deeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; Eventually, Mitch apologized to his coach for his attitude and for not performing up to his potential. Ah, a new bud of humility was beginning to sprout! That's the positive effect of pruning. It stimulates the growth of good fruit. So take a look at your life and see where God may be pruning. Then get ready to produce some fresh fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(188, 63, 0); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dear Lord, at times, Your pruning may be painful, but I will trust You. Help me to see from Your perspective that it's not a setback, but a cutback that can help me grow in You. In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="title"&gt;Compartmentalized Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;span class="EC_style1"&gt;This devotional was written by Kelly McFadden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;A tree is identified by its fruit.  If a tree is good, its fruit will be good.  If a tree is bad, its fruit will be bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="EC_devotxt"&gt;—Matthew 12:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a slogan commonly used when describing a trip to Vegas: “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”  The idea is that when people go to Las Vegas they get license to do things they would never normally do, to act like they would never normally act, and to sin in ways they would never normally sin.  So what if you cheat on your wife, this is Vegas!  So what if you are irresponsible with your money, this is Vegas!   So what if you…?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The problem is many Christians are living their faith this way.  When you compartmentalize your faith the slogan becomes “What happens at church, stays at church” or “What happens away from church, stays away from church.”  Many Christians are living out their faith only Sundays at church.  And when they don’t feel like being a Christian, they stuff their church selves away until Sunday when they need to be good again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christians are called to be Christians not just some of the time, but all of the time.  We are called to be Christ-like in all of our actions, not just some of our actions.  When Christians live a compartmentalized faith, they do a great job being a good Christian at church on Sunday but come Monday morning (or even in the parking lot on the way out!) all bets are off.  You fill up on Sunday with a dose of Christianity and respond as the perfect Christian, but come Monday when your co-worker is late with a project…the evil thoughts take over and start plucking away any good fruit that was being produced the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="EC_bodytxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Bible says that we can be recognized by the fruit we produce in our lives.  What kind of fruit are you producing?  More than that, what kind of fruit are others noticing you are producing when they see you on a daily basis?  Are you producing the fruit of the Spirit which is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control?  The challenge of the Christian faith is being a Christian 24/7.  The challenge is being a Christian not just when everyone is looking but also when no one is looking.&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/3710880618611770802-555974529830670524?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/555974529830670524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=555974529830670524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/555974529830670524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/555974529830670524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/10/convicting-with-capital-c.html' title='Faith, Fruit and Faith....Convicting stuff people!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2773512822138963721</id><published>2008-09-11T18:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T18:15:39.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's one tired girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMmYddjl-pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3Ce2ONwUK_Y/s1600-h/101_8517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMmYddjl-pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3Ce2ONwUK_Y/s320/101_8517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244890872967199378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna fell asleep WHILE eating her lunch yesterday and you know me....I just had to snap a quick picture before carrying her off to bed. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-2773512822138963721?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2773512822138963721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2773512822138963721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2773512822138963721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2773512822138963721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/09/thats-one-tired-girl.html' title='That&apos;s one tired girl!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMmYddjl-pI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3Ce2ONwUK_Y/s72-c/101_8517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-2089994631752716415</id><published>2008-09-11T13:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T13:25:19.931-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily encouragement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conviction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God&apos;s love'/><title type='text'>But the most important of these is LOVE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMlSMuJBksI/AAAAAAAAALs/CMlxwIHosEk/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMlSMuJBksI/AAAAAAAAALs/CMlxwIHosEk/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244813619547443906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;            I started a new class last night. We are studying the book of Colossians. Although I came in the middle of the study, it blessed me so much last night by coming. I'm sure there are not many people who are not familiar with the "love verses" in the bible. Most likely they were read at their wedding. Although they are not in the book of Colossians, we read them last night because they also pertained to the two verses that we did study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Love never fails."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paul, the instructor in the class had us do a very interesting exercise with this passage. He had us replace the word "love" with our own name, every time it appeared. Pretty convicting, I must admit. But that is what a Christian is supposed to look like. God is love, and as such we are called to emulate that same love in our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h4 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colossians 3:12-14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's pretty convicting that without this Godly love in our lives and in our hearts, we cannot EVER obtain any of the other qualities in the verses above: compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience, all of which without we would be lost souls. Our teacher spent an hour and a half talking about this, what seems to most, as such a simple concept, but really stressed to us how crucial a thing it was in our daily walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Help me to love with the kind of love that can only come from you. It is supernatural to love as Christ loves us, but without it in my life, I am lost. Thank you for the undeserved gifts that you give us. For the grace and mercy you show us on a daily basis. I pray Lord that you will keep my eyes, heart and mind centered on you and that I will bring you all the honor and glory you deserve. My life is yours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In Jesus' precious name I pray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-2089994631752716415?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/2089994631752716415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=2089994631752716415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2089994631752716415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/2089994631752716415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/09/but-most-important-of-these-is-love.html' title='But the most important of these is LOVE...'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SMlSMuJBksI/AAAAAAAAALs/CMlxwIHosEk/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5978729699137126669</id><published>2008-08-31T13:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T09:18:35.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now this is worth sharing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   My sunday school teacher Darin, an enthusiastic hunter, shared with us this morning about a lion attack that was posted on youtube and that we should all try and view it if we could. He described it in detail, but after getting home and watching it myself, I found myself to be in tears over it. The symbolism in it is so amazing, and so worth sharing. The lions and alligator represent sin, worldly things, and satan. They creep up on you when you least expect it, and pounce! We as Christians, or the water buffalo in this case, are to be prepared to battle. In the book of Jude, we hear Jude's warnings against fasle teachers. He tells us this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jude 1:3,4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, I had been eagerly planning to write to you about the salvation we all share. But now I find that I must write about something else, urging you to defend the faith that God has entrusted once for all time to his holy people. I say this because some ungodly people have wormed their way into your churches, saying that God’s marvelous grace allows us to live immoral lives. The condemnation of such people was recorded long ago, for they have denied our only Master and Lord, Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;    He urges us to be on our guard against not only the obvious sin around us, but the sin that is in disguise, for this is the most dangerous kind. I must admit to never remembering a time that I have read Jude, as it is so short. Probably the shortest book in the bible, but some really wonderful things in there! His call to remain faithful is definitly worth reading again and again. It is this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jude 1:17-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you, my dear friends, must remember what the apostles of our Lord Jesus Christ said. They told you that in the last times there would be scoffers whose purpose in life is to satisfy their ungodly desires. These people are the ones who are creating divisions among you. They follow their natural instincts because they do not have God’s Spirit in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you, dear friends, must build each other up in your most holy faith, pray in the power of the Holy Spirit,and await the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ, who will bring you eternal life. In this way, you will keep yourselves safe in God’s love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you must show mercy to those whose faith is wavering. Rescue others by snatching them from the flames of judgment. Show mercy to still others,but do so with great caution, hating the sins that contaminate their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-5978729699137126669?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5978729699137126669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5978729699137126669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5978729699137126669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5978729699137126669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-this-is-worth-sharing.html' title='Now this is worth sharing!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-3044389176848171532</id><published>2008-08-29T13:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:59:06.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLg3wLRoY5I/AAAAAAAAALk/acv1Ix3pF9U/s1600-h/Jesus+knocking+at+our+door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLg3wLRoY5I/AAAAAAAAALk/acv1Ix3pF9U/s320/Jesus+knocking+at+our+door.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239999467245560722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Here I am. I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; 3:20 (NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stood at someone's front door knocking, and knowing they were there, but still finding yourself getting frustrated that no one was answering your call? God knocks on our door all the time. He patiently awaits our answer, all the while, loving us and watching over us. Even after we answer the door, and let HIM into our lives, he continues to knock for different things. He knocks when we should be serving in our churches. He knocks when we are needed by our friends and family. He knocks when we are up to our necks in things of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We serve a most awesome God, my friends! He is always there, without fail....&lt;br /&gt;Knocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3710880618611770802-3044389176848171532?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/3044389176848171532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=3044389176848171532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3044389176848171532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/3044389176848171532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/08/whos-there.html' title='Who&apos;s there?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLg3wLRoY5I/AAAAAAAAALk/acv1Ix3pF9U/s72-c/Jesus+knocking+at+our+door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4506461186494976127</id><published>2008-08-28T19:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:52:09.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Can anyone tell me why someone would think that trading a gaming station for a vehicle that is well worth 3000 dollars is an EVEN trade? Seriously....&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from some guy wanting to trade his PS3 console and 5 games and one blue ray movie for Davids truck!! I couldn't believe it!! Sorry...just wanted to know if anyone else thought this was as ridiculous as I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4506461186494976127?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4506461186494976127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4506461186494976127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4506461186494976127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4506461186494976127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/08/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-4630160642933574292</id><published>2008-08-25T20:03:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:09:56.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter &amp; Jelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLNJdQy3ZRI/AAAAAAAAALc/jsGSKQhB-lk/s1600-h/pbj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLNJdQy3ZRI/AAAAAAAAALc/jsGSKQhB-lk/s320/pbj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238611558635365650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This devotion hit me like a ton of bricks when I read it from my friend Dori's blog the other day. I just had to share it!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter &amp;amp; Jelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written by: DoriCook@www.yourwordislifetome.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the people that we co-teach 2nd grade with on Sunday mornings just returned from a mission trip to Zambia. A team of about 10 people from our church went for 10 days to help with a camp for orphans there. He was back in class yesterday and shared with the children about his trip and showed some amazing pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children that they ministered to were children who have nothing. They come to camp with just the clothes on their back and even one little boy didn’t have that — he was given clothes when he arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian told of how each day the team would prepare 80 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the camp counselors to eat during the day - 4 sandwiches per counselor to be exact. He then turned around and told about how the children would be given 4 pieces of bread and an energy drink for their meals. I was a bit disappointed in them! I thought to myself, “Now if I had 4 peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in my backpack and there were hungry children with me, I would have to give them my pb&amp;amp;j and just go hungry for that day." I kind of stewed on this for about 10 minutes while he continued to share photographs from his lifechanging trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he cleared it all up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On slide #50 or something like that he showed a slide of one of the children eating their 4 slices of bread and he said something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You might be wondering why we didn’t just give our peanut butter and jelly sandwich to the children. The reason is that they are not interested in the peanut butter and jelly — they just want the bread. It is the bread that sustains them and fills them. They don’t want the extra stuff on the bread. They just want the bread.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I heard it. Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty. (John 6:35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times are we guilty of the Bread of Life not being enough to fill us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peanut butter and jelly we crave might sound something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I didn’t get anything out of worship today. I don’t like to sing that song. Did you see how the praise team was moving today? Their choreography is distracting me. Norma Jean really does need to stop dominating the stage. Did Buster forget to shave or is this a new look for him? Don’t they know that everyone is watching them? I don’t like the praise team. I want the choir back. I don’t like the choir. Can we just worship and not have ’specials?’…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The pastor clearly needs to spend more time in his quiet times this week. I am not getting anything from his sermons. Is he preaching a sermon he has preached before? Haven’t we heard this story one too many times? He needs to clearly take an indepth study so he can know as much about the Word as I know about the Word. Isn’t he dumbing down the gospel too much? Isn’t he making studying the Bible too hard? I wish he would preach a sermon on (INSERT TOPIC HERE). I don’t like the way he dresses when he preaches. Shouldn’t he wear a tie? I don’t think he needs to dress up so much. Shouldn’t he dress more like us?…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My children are bored in Sunday School. The teacher needs to bring in snacks every Sunday — my child is always hungry by the time the service starts. I wish they had a children’s church. My child gets bored during the pastor’s sermon. VBS was too crowded this year. My baby’s diaper didn’t get changed the whole second service. I can’t work in Worship Care. I’ve done my time. My children are older now. I wish the children’s minister was a little older and wiser. I wish the children’s minister was a little younger and could relate…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My goodness. Why are we building again? And where is the parking? I’m having to park my car a half mile from the building and it takes me 30 minutes to get out after service and get to Cracker Barrell. And why do we have so many parking spaces marked off for visitors. Why do we have shuttles to help people get from the cars to the building? Can’t they walk? Why do I have to walk so far. Can I get a shuttle?…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Where are my free devotional magazines that used to be in the foyer? I loved those. I took one for me and one for my mother in Kentucky. Why does the women’s retreat cost so much? Can’t the church cover some of the cost so it is more cost efficient for me to go? I wish they did more in the men’s ministry. My husband is not interested in hunting or fishing or the outdoors. Can’t they come up with some fresh ideas…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on I could go. And don’t get me wrong. A few of these things I’ve heard myself say! It’s all just peanut butter and jelly, friends, when all we need is the Bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a temptation that is as old as the Garden of Eden. We are given the simplicity of a life lived in the presence of the Living God; sustained by the fullness of Him in every way. And yet we are tempted to want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Adam and Eve, they were drawn to a tree that they had no business being drawn to. God wasn’t enough. The promise was that the tree would fill them in a way that they hadn’t been filled before. For us, we are drawn to making our spiritual lives more complete by piling on more studies, more books, more programs, more this and more that, the latest gimmick and the style that is all the rage, the biggest and best church, the greatest church building, the most awesome worship style, on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I fear that somehow you will be led away from your pure and simple devotion to Christ, just as Eve was deceived by the serpent. (2 Corinthians 11:3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure and simple devotion to Christ…the Bread of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a morning when I realize that I’ve been filling up on peanut butter and jelly, my heart cries “Just give me the Bread, forget all of the extra stuff that I’ve tried to pile on…Just give me Jesus!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How did John know that,&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning of a new millennium,&lt;br /&gt;our lives would be so busy,&lt;br /&gt;our focus so divided,&lt;br /&gt;our bodies so tired,&lt;br /&gt;our minds so bombarded,&lt;br /&gt;our families so attacked,&lt;br /&gt;our relationships so strained,&lt;br /&gt;our churches so programmed…&lt;br /&gt;that we would be desperate&lt;br /&gt;for the simplicity and the purity,&lt;br /&gt;the freedom and the fulfillment of&lt;br /&gt;a life lived in Jesus’ name?&lt;br /&gt;Just Give Me Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;—Anne Graham Lotz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Dori&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-4630160642933574292?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/4630160642933574292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=4630160642933574292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4630160642933574292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/4630160642933574292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/08/peanut-butter-jelly.html' title='Peanut Butter &amp; Jelly'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SLNJdQy3ZRI/AAAAAAAAALc/jsGSKQhB-lk/s72-c/pbj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7899469453968877087</id><published>2008-07-28T19:58:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:33:34.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things in my world</title><content type='html'>First off, where the heck have I been? I can't believe it's been almost a month and a half since my last post! I guess it's been all the fun summer activities, family reunions and extra time with my hubby that did it! Here's just a taste of what I've been filling my days with....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI5gHEShgdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UfHtZ8CS8b8/s1600-h/101_7708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI5gHEShgdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UfHtZ8CS8b8/s200/101_7708.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228221891950510546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI5d_8jP0PI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/I_wIsk3nfk8/s1600-h/124000138306_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI5d_8jP0PI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/I_wIsk3nfk8/s200/124000138306_0_ALB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228219570590830834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8EnJg7eOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AJ8rHkIR-44/s1600-h/101_7869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8EnJg7eOI/AAAAAAAAAKU/AJ8rHkIR-44/s200/101_7869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228402763015878882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...this first picture is of Kayla on the 4th of July. It was her first horse ride all by herself. She LOVED it. I think we may have an aquestrian on our hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one is of  me and my best friend/sister hanging out poolside with her precious little ones, Jack and Ruby. We spent a very short but blessed weekend with her and her whole family in Asheville about a month ago. What a fun time we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we have miss Kayla aka My little Astronaut at the Science Center...what a fun day that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8Ftm0YmMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/igmQiweCuiA/s1600-h/101_7930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8Ftm0YmMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/igmQiweCuiA/s200/101_7930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228403973472950466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI9T7Qk-HMI/AAAAAAAAALM/djfA60G5s60/s1600-h/101_8175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI9T7Qk-HMI/AAAAAAAAALM/djfA60G5s60/s320/101_8175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228489969927855298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8J-ZZ4HtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0Y8Ic9L6B4E/s1600-h/101_8230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8J-ZZ4HtI/AAAAAAAAAKs/0Y8Ic9L6B4E/s200/101_8230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228408659976396498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next batch. Here is David feeding and petting a giraffe! A giraffe people! We went to a place called Lazy 5 Ranch where you either drive through in your own vehicle or you go on a tour in a horse drawn wagon. It was pretty amazing and the animals were VERY friendly. We saw llamas, goats, pigs, zebras, emus, water buffalo, giraffes, cows, gazelles, and more! We will definitly be going back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this bunch of hicks....oh, I mean my in laws! We always take themed or matching pictures at the summer family reunion in Texas, and this year's theme was "On the farm." If we didn't love each other as much as we do, it might have been a giant headache to do this and to spend a week under one roof with all 20 of them, but it was a blast! I'm already looking forward to next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is this GIGANTIC spider! He or she was waiting for us on our back deck when we got back from TX. I imediatly looked it up online to make sure it was safe. It is a common garden spider, sometimes referred to as a writing spider. This thing is huge! The colors on it are so bright, I just had to capture it to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8Kd_PTwoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TTdcOlQ695c/s1600-h/101_8234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8Kd_PTwoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TTdcOlQ695c/s200/101_8234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228409202708562562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8M3aj-qsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MPLKKZexnME/s1600-h/101_8235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8M3aj-qsI/AAAAAAAAAK8/MPLKKZexnME/s200/101_8235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228411838563003074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8NJpA5maI/AAAAAAAAALE/xQrwDegr9v8/s1600-h/101_8238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI8NJpA5maI/AAAAAAAAALE/xQrwDegr9v8/s200/101_8238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228412151680047522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok...last batch. First off is my cute family. One of our favorite things to do together (indoors) is cuddle up on the couch with some popcorn and watch a movie. Hope we're not creating a couple of couch potatos! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is a beautiful stained glass that my sister Kate made for my birthday. I got it in the morning so I quickly put it on the window to catch the morning rays. Simply beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least....my newest toy. I can't even believe how small it is! I know I'll get hours of fun outta this! Thanks Hubby, Lauren and Kate for blessing me with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that somewhat catches us up to date. I promise to never let this long go between posts again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-7899469453968877087?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7899469453968877087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7899469453968877087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7899469453968877087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7899469453968877087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/07/few-things-in-my-world.html' title='A few things in my world'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SI5gHEShgdI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UfHtZ8CS8b8/s72-c/101_7708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-402583179468814413</id><published>2008-06-19T07:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:34:26.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bragging rights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SFpD9_Q33yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xf62Q1ip7Z0/s1600-h/Eliza+Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SFpD9_Q33yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xf62Q1ip7Z0/s200/Eliza+Joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213554250868055842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I just love babies, don't you? My husband's family has a plethora of little ones, and his sister Joy and her family just welcomed a new precious baby girl to the mix. Meet Eliza Joy Blake. She was born on June 17th at 3:01 p.m., weighing in at 6 lbs, 10 ozs. What a peanut! She is the fourth child for the Blake family, completing it with 2 boys and 2 girls. Talk about picture perfect! Mom and baby are doing great and David and I are so much looking forward to meeting her in just a 3 short weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME to the world Eliza Joy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&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/3710880618611770802-402583179468814413?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/402583179468814413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=402583179468814413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/402583179468814413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/402583179468814413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/06/bragging-rights.html' title='Bragging rights'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SFpD9_Q33yI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xf62Q1ip7Z0/s72-c/Eliza+Joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7889091052235949388</id><published>2008-05-22T08:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:18:02.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDVyN1ng7fI/AAAAAAAAAI8/EeN0aqBnaSs/s1600-h/chapmans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDVyN1ng7fI/AAAAAAAAAI8/EeN0aqBnaSs/s200/chapmans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203190526553157106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Hello friends~ We need to all be praying for the Chapmans....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MARIA SUE CHAPMAN, DAUGHTER OF STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN, DIES IN ACCIDENT AT FAMILY HOME (she is being held by Steven in the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASHVILLE, TN...5/21/08... At approximately 5pm on the afternoon of Wednesday May 21st, Maria Sue Chapman, 5 years old and the youngest daughter to Steven and Mary Beth Chapman was struck in the driveway of the Chapman home in Franklin, TN by a SUV driven by one of her brothers. Maria was rushed to Vanderbilt Childrens Hospital in Nashville, transported by LifeFlight, but died of her injuries there. Maria is one of the close knit family’s six children and one of their three adopted daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than five years ago, Chapman and his wife MaryBeth founded The Shaohannah’s Hope Ministry after bringing their first adopted daughter, Shaohannah, home from China. The ministry’s goal is to help families reduce the financial barrier of adoption, and has provided grants to over 1700 families wishing to adopt orphans from around the world. Chapman is a five-time GRAMMY ® winner and 54-time Dove Award winning artist who has sold over 10 million albums and garnered 44 No. 1 singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;When tragedies like this happen, we have to take several steps back in our own lives and re evaluate what is important.&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/3710880618611770802-7889091052235949388?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7889091052235949388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7889091052235949388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7889091052235949388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7889091052235949388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/05/tragedy-strikes.html' title='Tragedy strikes'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDVyN1ng7fI/AAAAAAAAAI8/EeN0aqBnaSs/s72-c/chapmans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-7037795268764008582</id><published>2008-05-19T10:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:48:54.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard sale finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDGMHEWQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/irdsMhAk8Q4/s1600-h/101_6849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDGMHEWQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/irdsMhAk8Q4/s200/101_6849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202093097643731234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not one to do the yard sale thing. Mostly because I don't or am not able to get my buns in gear to compete with the early birds that go to those things. A couple of Saturdays ago, I thought it might be fun to go to a few in town, so I was purposeful and "in gear," and got in the car by 7:45 in the morning (still not as hard core as some!) I hit up a few, and ended up spending about 15 bucks. I got my husband a new winter coat, a Dora scooter for Kayla, 2 pieces of little girl clothing, a pair of hand knit boy's booties, and 3 board games (Jumanji isn't pictured) The two board games pictured are so stinking cool, I just had to share! They are true vintage games with all the pieces and in great shape! The Clue game is from 1963, and the Stratego is from 1962. The Clue game even had the original paper to fill in your "clues" as you get them....it's like these games were bought, but then never played! Here's the best part.....they were 50 cents a piece! You can't beat that with a stick~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3710880618611770802-7037795268764008582?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/7037795268764008582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=7037795268764008582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7037795268764008582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/7037795268764008582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/05/yard-sale-finds.html' title='Yard sale finds'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SDGMHEWQ6SI/AAAAAAAAAI0/irdsMhAk8Q4/s72-c/101_6849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5026607644583808661</id><published>2008-05-08T07:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T07:52:39.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SCLpfiK3hJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MrIwkqjtmQo/s1600-h/trash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SCLpfiK3hJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MrIwkqjtmQo/s200/trash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197973647896577170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just thought this daily devotion was great....what a wonderful and so true word picture! Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trash Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This devotional was written by Kelly McFadden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psalm 103:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is trash day in our neighborhood.  That means on Thursday night, I get busy around the house throwing away about anything that is not nailed to the ground.  I collect trash from each room and rejoice as I take overflowing trashcans out to the curb to remove the clutter and junk from our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the trash man dumps all my trash into his truck and drives away with it, never to be seen by me again.  Halleluiah!  Weekly, I get to wipe my hands clean of the rubbish in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for us, we also have a spiritual trash day.  But, instead of weekly, Jesus is willing to come daily, hourly or each minute as we ask for forgiveness to remove the trash of sin from our lives.  By His love and grace, he takes away the sin in our lives; He then dumps them at the foot of the cross and removes it from our presence permanently.  As far as the east is from the west is how far our sins have been removed from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has cleansed us of our sins, and we are clean in His presence when we ask for and accept the forgiveness He offers us.  There is no longer a need to be weighed down by the sins of the past – they are removed.  We cannot move forward with the weight of sin around our ankles.  When we ask for forgiveness, God completely removes our sin from us, never to be seen again. How great it is that God removes all the junk from within us…all we have to do is ask.  We are white as snow, we are forgiven, our record is cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the forgiveness the Lord has granted me.  Now, He says, go and do the same for others.  Forgive them.  Do not bring up old grievances in the heat of an argument, do not hold them over others’ heads when you need something from them, forgive them.  Remove the penalty of the sin so far from them that it is as far as the east is from the west.&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/3710880618611770802-5026607644583808661?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5026607644583808661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5026607644583808661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5026607644583808661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5026607644583808661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/05/trash-day.html' title='Trash Day'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SCLpfiK3hJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MrIwkqjtmQo/s72-c/trash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-757192770201303146</id><published>2008-04-28T15:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T16:03:26.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SBYtiimHQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iGJUcHww348/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SBYtiimHQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iGJUcHww348/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194389291643912674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My pastor made a statement during the message this Sunday. He said that God was unlike the "traditional" teacher in that first HE tests us, then HE teaches us. This stuck with me, and I began to reflect on just how true that is. In the school system, we are first taught and then tested on the material. God does the opposite. He presents us with situations and trials to test us, to test our faith. It is what we do in those times that we are taught the lessons that HE has in store for us. Now, I don't know about you, but I learn so much better from actual life experience then from a book. I love that we can learn so much through life and through HIS teachings. The bible is our "textbook" and is never out of print or out of date. We can look to it for answers, questions or reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, thank you for being our ultimate and most perfect teacher. Help us to be good students and to seek your word, your truth and your love more everyday....&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/3710880618611770802-757192770201303146?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/757192770201303146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=757192770201303146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/757192770201303146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/757192770201303146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/04/perfect-teacher.html' title='The perfect teacher'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/SBYtiimHQeI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iGJUcHww348/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-5342634179569266201</id><published>2008-04-25T13:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:27:51.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Samaritan in modern day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First....a little background. This devotion came to me as a newsletter from my dear friend Corrie who is currently serving as directors of an orphanage in Nicaragua. Their ministry is a powerful one, and God continues to show them and teach them some pretty awesome things on a daily basis. Here is her story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;“I Am My Brother’s Keeper”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Is he okay?” Chris hit the breaks and looked at me shocked. “Who?” I asked. “The guy on&lt;br /&gt;the side of the highway, he is just lying there!” Chris pulled the truck over and we rolled&lt;br /&gt;closer to a dark form sprawled out on the shoulder of the busiest highway in Nicaragua. “Do&lt;br /&gt;you think, well, is he drunk?” I leaned forward straining to see him. Chris lowered his voice&lt;br /&gt;and said; “he may be … dead?” He went to a whisper on the last word. My eyes bugged out&lt;br /&gt;and my jaw dropped as I turned and looked at the body on the road as Chris got out of the&lt;br /&gt;truck. Tractor trailers screamed by and the force of their passing made us shake. I turned the&lt;br /&gt;hazard lights on as I watch Chris cautiously approach the body while the children and I&lt;br /&gt;prayed. I saw some movement and was so relieved. One after another I watched vehicles of&lt;br /&gt;all types pass by while Chris tried to waive down help. “Good thing he wore his red shirt today.”&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself. A couple of vehicles slowed down to look but kept on driving.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, two trucks pulled over. I saw a lot of talk, pointing, and waiving. The man driving&lt;br /&gt;the truck looked Chris up and down then threw his hands up and waived over his shoulder&lt;br /&gt;as he walked off. Chris then talked to the other people. The same result, they left.&lt;br /&gt;Chris came over and got the cell phone. I shoved a water bottle and some cash out the window&lt;br /&gt;as I learned that the young man was hit by a car as he was walking down the side of the&lt;br /&gt;road, 2-hours earlier! The impact sent him into the ditch and he had managed to crawl to the&lt;br /&gt;shoulder for help before he collapsed. He was lying face up on the dark pavement for hours as&lt;br /&gt;the heat of the Nicaraguan sun bore down on him. He was in shock, to say the least. He regained&lt;br /&gt;consciousness and Chris helped him to his feet. He staggered a couple of steps back&lt;br /&gt;and then clutched his left side in pain. From the looks of him he was about nineteen. Per his&lt;br /&gt;request, we put him on a bus to go to the hospital that he had a card for (providing him with&lt;br /&gt;free government health coverage). He assured us that the hospital was next to his house and&lt;br /&gt;that once he got there he would be okay, and then thanked Chris profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Chris sat down in the truck and blew out a long slow breath. “Can you believe&lt;br /&gt;it? A guy was lying on the North Highway, on a Sunday afternoon, for 2-hours, in 90 degree&lt;br /&gt;heat, and NO ONE stopped to help him! I could not even get someone to pull over and when I&lt;br /&gt;finally did, all they could say is; “he is not my responsibility.” He shook his head in disbelief&lt;br /&gt;as we headed toward home. “Daddy, why wouldn’t anyone help? Doesn’t anyone care here&lt;br /&gt;in Nicaragua?” Erica was fighting tears while Stanton wanted to call the police and hunt&lt;br /&gt;down who hit him. “Baby, it is not just here in Nicaragua, it is the world. Remember the&lt;br /&gt;good Samaritan? It was on a day like today, people coming and going. Some even passed&lt;br /&gt;the wounded man on their way to church, yet no one would stop, look, and care enough to&lt;br /&gt;make a change except the good Samaritan. You know, I am not arrogant enough to think that&lt;br /&gt;I can change the world, but we all can do something about the guy right in front of us!” It&lt;br /&gt;struck me as I looked in the back seat at the children who were quietly each in their own little&lt;br /&gt;world pondering what had just happened. But we can change the world, if each of us would&lt;br /&gt;just help the guy right in front of us. I Am My Brother’s Keeper.  ~Corrie Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.NicaVFN.com&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/3710880618611770802-5342634179569266201?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/5342634179569266201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=5342634179569266201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5342634179569266201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/5342634179569266201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-samaritanin-modern-day.html' title='The Good Samaritan in modern day'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3710880618611770802.post-6225762040220055686</id><published>2008-04-17T07:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:40:15.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holy Alphabet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got this in one of my morning devotions and had to share.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lthough things are not perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ecause of trial or pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;ontinue in thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;o not begin to blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;ven when the times are hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ierce winds are bound to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;od is forever able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;old on to what you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;magine life without His love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;oy would cease to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;eep thanking Him for all the things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove imparts to thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;ove out of "Camp Complaining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o weapon that is known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n earth can yield the power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;raise can do alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uit looking at the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;edeem the time at hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;tart every day with worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o "thank" is a command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;ntil we see Him coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ictorious in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;e'll run the race with gratitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;-alting God most high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!*&lt;br /&gt;*Author Unknown&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/3710880618611770802-6225762040220055686?l=findingrestinhim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/feeds/6225762040220055686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3710880618611770802&amp;postID=6225762040220055686' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6225762040220055686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3710880618611770802/posts/default/6225762040220055686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://findingrestinhim.blogspot.com/2008/04/holy-alphabet.html' title='The Holy Alphabet'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10716831172898199807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LDC9XY99k0E/So2h5NX_TcI/AAAAAAAAApA/vTlgdYgRZvk/S220/102_1536.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
