tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33788065104771296512024-02-18T21:54:46.377-08:00Sufficient Grace. . . My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness.Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-63323582661038811052012-06-26T21:29:00.000-07:002012-06-26T21:29:06.700-07:00Together is always better!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mike had a doctor's appointment in Indianapolis last week. We decided to make it a little business and pleasure trip with the girls. We visited the State House and the Sailor's Monument. It was great to take some time as a family and have a relaxed day visiting spots we have not been able to explore on other trips to the capital. We had a wonderful time and made some great family memories like walking up and down 662 steps (even though Sierra missed a few of the 331 steps coming down) at the observation deck at the war monument. <br />
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On the way home we stopped in Columbus, Indiana and visited Zaharakos Ice Creme Parlor <a href="http://www.zaharakos.com/">http://www.zaharakos.com/</a> What a wonderful place. It <span style="background-color: white;">was such a great ending to a really fun day. We are so blessed to have children who enjoy traveling and seeings new places as much as Mike and I do. </span><br />
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We have tried to make a real effort to make lots of family time making memories these last several years. Every time we get together we have fun. However, visiting new places going camping, swimming, and cook outs all seem more special now. I want the girls to remember these places and times together someday when they get older. Though none of us are promised any number of days, they will not always have their Dad here to share these times with as a family. We continue to thank God for these memories and days together. He continues to bless us with new adventures and places to visit. This summer we plan on taking a trip with some very dear friends to the ocean. We have lots to look forward to with that trip.Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-21664430452557542732012-06-23T18:18:00.002-07:002012-06-23T18:18:35.320-07:00To every thing there is a season . . . .<i>. . and a time to every purpose under the heaven. </i> I have neglected to write my feelings and experiences and as part of my blog in the last year. I have been reminded numerous times that I need to share this journey God has trusted us with as we walk along this path. I want to take these feelings and experiences and share them to bring glory to God. It's time that I do just that before I forget all of those God moments.<br />
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I often feel like I am hiding like a child feeling sorry for myself, sorry that I have to walk this path with this monster called Huntington's Disease walking along with my family. Other times I realize I am a servant of God and I do not walk with this monster alone. I have given my life, heart and soul, to the One who guides me. I do not like how my life has become so unpredictable. I cannot guess or dream of what our future will be like, because I do not know how this monster will react the next day, month or year. I grieve how it has taken this fun, peaceful man and left what is sometimes a shell of who I once knew. My younger daughters do not understand who their Dad was ten or fifteen years ago, and I dare say ten more years will be much different as well. However, I do praise God that though this monster tries to rob us of our joy we serve a much bigger God. He takes all of the hurt and tears, loneliness, and confusion and His is the victory in how he teaches us to walk this difficult path. <br />
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We have met so many people on this journey already. We have had many experiences that only God could orchestrate. Those are memories and testimonies that we can share. I know that my abilities to walk this path is beyond my strength. I can only do this with Him . . . .<br />
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There is so much to do for fun and work. It seems to go on forever, but at the same time it seems so very short. </div><div> </div><div> We are in the middle of the busy time in our gardening. All the rain we had this spring and early summer have produced a bumper crop of weeds this year. It seems to be such a battle to just keep them down. We are working very hard a making layers of soil, compost and straw to elimate this in the future. But the work can seem endless sometimes. The blessing is when you see all those canned goods waiting for the cold winter. It's worth the hard work. </div><div> </div><div>The girls have enjoyed the summer so far with swimming, traveling, movies and now its fair time!! It's always a busy time, but lots of fun. All the trips to check in projects, demos, volunteering and cotton candy. It always seems kinda like summer is over when the fair ends. You know that it is time to think about school and all the fall activities. </div><div> </div><div>With all the activites and work it seems extra important that we take time to see God in all the </div><div>things around us. For God is not a God of disorder but of peace 1 Corinthians 14:33 We can get so caught up in what we should do that we forget about His peace. I am trying extra hard right now to rest in that peace, and work on making out family not a family of disorder. Only with his grace can I achieve that task. </div></div></div></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-54948601633098817352011-03-23T05:28:00.000-07:002011-03-23T05:52:25.940-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3NNOxhiy5NkG1KtSXrhO6i-T3I6DeZxTWijgHu3N_j3wkJoha7NpdALaoVR6TXqL5r9-jd_mw-SlWnrriT-WgpLzoqX5YcTAzD7ArVpXD6OEIeKF-VkY3N7WBkZKAW1K2J7bo3ts5qmO/s1600/DSC00012.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587257375389671890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM3NNOxhiy5NkG1KtSXrhO6i-T3I6DeZxTWijgHu3N_j3wkJoha7NpdALaoVR6TXqL5r9-jd_mw-SlWnrriT-WgpLzoqX5YcTAzD7ArVpXD6OEIeKF-VkY3N7WBkZKAW1K2J7bo3ts5qmO/s320/DSC00012.JPG" /></a><br /><div>We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life.</div><br /><div>But those who make their journey home across time and miles, </div><br /><div>growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them,</div><br /><div>are carried on the wings of destiny and placed among us </div><br /><div>by God's own hands. ---Kristi Lawson </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-65439496226697079532011-01-23T10:13:00.000-08:002011-01-23T10:29:49.462-08:00His Perfect Will<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCnk8vAuvo37KlBbm3lfl1u9Ue64rpg6WrLHrABUO9Hgeo3ushe44RSJGGOil-tcuJ_5ohJHFPLELyrSedqWBRdivcXGUspUwbWlt9v-iVfRoS0HROdN-mL26X_2Fa5dHOz8arumTfx5J/s1600/DSC00238.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565450290594742786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWCnk8vAuvo37KlBbm3lfl1u9Ue64rpg6WrLHrABUO9Hgeo3ushe44RSJGGOil-tcuJ_5ohJHFPLELyrSedqWBRdivcXGUspUwbWlt9v-iVfRoS0HROdN-mL26X_2Fa5dHOz8arumTfx5J/s320/DSC00238.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I do not ask, dear Lord, to see</div><br /><div>All things that lie ahead of me; </div><br /><div>Nor do I ask to understand</div><br /><div>All thine immortal mind has planned;</div><br /><div>To know where I shall lay my head, </div><br /><div>From whence shall come my daily bread;</div><br /><div>But rather let me know Thy will, </div><br /><div>And hear thy tender, "Peace be still."</div><br /><div>I dare not ask that thou would'st keep</div><br /><div>The waters back that round me creep.</div><br /><div>And terrify my soul anew - - </div><br /><div>Just hold my hand while I pass through. </div><br /><div>I do not ask that thou shouldest quench</div><br /><div>All round about, this fiery trench;</div><br /><div>Though rising flames may cause alarm, </div><br /><div>Thy Word has said they shall not harm</div><br /><div>And if I ask Thee to dispel</div><br /><div>These trials that my spirit quell,</div><br /><div>Perhaps I'd miss a blessing rare</div><br /><div>That I should have encountered there, </div><br /><div>A lesson that I needed well, </div><br /><div>A chance to lead some soul from hell,</div><br /><div>A new expression of Thy grace,</div><br /><div>A precious look into Thy face. </div><br /><div>And so, to Thee, who made me whole, </div><br /><div>I give the keeping of my soul.</div><br /><div>Thy riches and Thy grace are free,</div><br /><div>Perfect that which concerneth me!</div><br /><div>Barbara Cornet Ryberg</div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-39063276741416012192010-10-02T19:34:00.001-07:002010-10-02T19:54:49.604-07:00Blessings will come down . . .<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDoK-W0iOC7CsTpRFjc6JmXioYVLwhTpYSoBHQ10OmurS2hoNMdpW5oV6IfCtAzSyNrHP71v0XMp2_HzX7F1qChQXQ2pF0iGPmTnqlVNEsRzMxfSn-g5PzSF7rGTAe6DR5pgmOpvoyCzeO/s1600/DSC09705.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; 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WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523645529012828610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZR8qtGR_8-SO0ugvyfyv9Uildn9XEEwBRY27zZbH80leQkLCcQWDWRI2Xxgs9fB_SPHB1tygX1-DJ-l6mimYD6QifmufDTjVzZHEDdfnrqQJ8Yl8WvnTHwXWnVxacQSwDlGd3_i4bzRX7/s320/DSC09680.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJOcmW8iLDcUm8OxWtp0W8rP0-MWy0sfVxO0pzV9tr1j7A-IwZ63gDDO2KNOMIvl9-WWSKIkRx2WK3qMxQo6W0pNEVoSSVrIKeMIg72btABghhP8PcivlbKFKj1N7AFF3OCDocd33kUjQ/s1600/DSC09669.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523645517258685922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJOcmW8iLDcUm8OxWtp0W8rP0-MWy0sfVxO0pzV9tr1j7A-IwZ63gDDO2KNOMIvl9-WWSKIkRx2WK3qMxQo6W0pNEVoSSVrIKeMIg72btABghhP8PcivlbKFKj1N7AFF3OCDocd33kUjQ/s320/DSC09669.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div id="ms__id18"> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div id="ms__id29"> </div><div id="ms__id30"> </div><div id="ms__id26"> </div><div id="ms__id27"> </div><div id="ms__id25">God is so good!! We were recently blessed with tickets to the Casting Crowns and The Afters concert. We have been trying to go as a family for quite some time, but the funds were never available. But due to the generosity of two gentlemen we were blessed with a wonderful worship time and family memory. Were were even able to meet some of the band members in both groups. Their testimonies during the concert were so moving. God is using the music of these groups to touch lives. Including our own !! Naomii drew a picture for one of band members from The Afters during the concert. She was so persistent about giving this little picture to that guy. During the intermission they went out in the corridor and the band was out there doing autographs. Her Daddy didn't let her stop and give him the picture. She was very upset to say the least. We finally took her back and she was able to present it the the lead singer from The Afters. He was very kind to her and she was happy. I wonder what God was doing with this little girl to want her to give back to this person so much. Thank you Lord for all your gifts!!</div></div></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-73892351764081395962010-03-14T14:42:00.000-07:002010-03-14T15:02:06.783-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfPx0VQtA7ibEDyCO6nmtSVbjd0ojacceav5GqOMDCJNRY_nKdhVJ0GJMPNWxvZFhN9W89rGIinH5AI0BmXdVskJ9U7pgynalSCIPNVz8XuLzVEZrvLza5Pd-8CnXIJZmuxp6G_zJhMEH/s1600-h/gabi's+pixs+244.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448610908532034370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpfPx0VQtA7ibEDyCO6nmtSVbjd0ojacceav5GqOMDCJNRY_nKdhVJ0GJMPNWxvZFhN9W89rGIinH5AI0BmXdVskJ9U7pgynalSCIPNVz8XuLzVEZrvLza5Pd-8CnXIJZmuxp6G_zJhMEH/s320/gabi's+pixs+244.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc5scLwwPHOSsgTkoBSFdZMNBW4VDPTHVNEFXu42dUIZwMDQ7UQroV6BLikZMI7NP1R2aGnGkzaH5_bPyGmkvI15ZEgSWmGYfIxDWlSK_LvZtzjZSI4kiVRTcOYwnXfr08rkl07rFFf3_i/s1600-h/gabi's+pixs+270.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448610896631961522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc5scLwwPHOSsgTkoBSFdZMNBW4VDPTHVNEFXu42dUIZwMDQ7UQroV6BLikZMI7NP1R2aGnGkzaH5_bPyGmkvI15ZEgSWmGYfIxDWlSK_LvZtzjZSI4kiVRTcOYwnXfr08rkl07rFFf3_i/s320/gabi's+pixs+270.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC7g8e6drh9OzAXHpe-qpvBPTNdpfX7d6DYKCWrACoCYzfSoKZ6gKVziSZWZAzJz5PKg4vjPI3j1oWv1D4PXykBEfRmG2-9AQbRd7jY6NAkgM9hD6kqoJIge58VoLLxT6gNzO7NYZIGiMM/s1600-h/gabi's+pixs+072.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448610889248017202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC7g8e6drh9OzAXHpe-qpvBPTNdpfX7d6DYKCWrACoCYzfSoKZ6gKVziSZWZAzJz5PKg4vjPI3j1oWv1D4PXykBEfRmG2-9AQbRd7jY6NAkgM9hD6kqoJIge58VoLLxT6gNzO7NYZIGiMM/s320/gabi's+pixs+072.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>It has been such a long time since I added any comments to our blog. Things are jumping right along. Mike has been doing very well since being diagnosed with Huntington Disease. God has showed us his love in so many ways and at the hands of so many. The girls are anxious to get school done and spring to be here. We had a wonderful trip twice to Pennsylvania earlier this year. Sierra attending Numida Bible School in Pennsylvania and we took her in late December and pick her up in January. The trip was fun, but very long. We did enjoy seeing a part of the country we had never been to before. The greatest thing is we made lots of new friends. </div><div> </div><div>Very soon some very good friends of ours will be leaving for China to bring their darling daughter home. We are all so excited. The girls feel like their getting a new sister and friend. I hope that some day soon we can experience the same joy while adding to our family. </div><div> </div><div>God continues to do amazing things in the life of our family. Praise God I know He continue as well. He has showed us just this week how amazing He is. We have been studying 1 John as a fellowship, it has shown us again how much God loves us. He expects us to love others as well. We fall short of that sometimes in our daily lives. </div><div> </div><div><em>Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another. 1 John 4:10-11</em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em></em> </div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-49517118182319393542009-12-22T12:53:00.001-08:002010-03-25T06:55:49.826-07:00Sufficent Grace<div>Isn't ironic that just when you think you understand something, God shows you a new understanding with greater depth. When I started this blog some time ago, I thought I understood what it means to depend on God and his sufficient grace. My heart was stirred by the scripture of 2 Corinthians 12:9 However, in the last three months God has given me greater depth of that scripture. I have always said that I believe that everything that I have is because of God. We'll I now know what it means to fully depend on God. Sometimes, I feel like our family is a cocoon of God's love. Our church family, friends, and even acquaintances have taken care of us completely. I know he foresees the needs before we do and prepares us for them. God is so good!!!! </div>
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<br /><div> I have family members walking a difficult walk right now, and I want to cry and plead with them to turn to God. He loves us and will provide for our every need. I honestly do not know who we would have existed so far without God in our lives. Not only taking care of our physical needs, but all of the others as well. I have had a peace that is indescribable. That doesn't mean that Satan doesn't try to creep in and plant his evil seeds. But, the majority of the time I am at peace. </div>
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<br /><div>I came upon this 1858 commentary of the Oberlin Evangelist (Charles G. Finney) - "The principle of the divine plan is this: Christ would destroy the spirit of self-dependence--the great and most besetting temptation of his children. They are continually prone to trust in themselves rather in Christ. This must be counteracted and cured."</div>
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<br /><div>Thank you Lord Jesus for showing me my sin, and help me never forget to depend on you solely and fully. </div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-9180701373539092052009-11-02T13:31:00.000-08:002009-11-02T14:03:41.532-08:00Some of the Best days . . . .<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMTZahaAVuYTlSHvnlo3yP4xpXi-eIljVuI5rwdE4OGpFR4ujUGEyVADtdAQBVffb4x-NM6DRfxtFVvhquUau9T3y3LBoKvsob_gBl1qcSznMUrUhejDwlehDCsQccQpQ0Skk5kj0ToBV8/s1600-h/sierras+camera+2+947.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629962614369426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMTZahaAVuYTlSHvnlo3yP4xpXi-eIljVuI5rwdE4OGpFR4ujUGEyVADtdAQBVffb4x-NM6DRfxtFVvhquUau9T3y3LBoKvsob_gBl1qcSznMUrUhejDwlehDCsQccQpQ0Skk5kj0ToBV8/s320/sierras+camera+2+947.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxORGD1ZdVmm-VE_veG9UDEsZQHELxPL28llI1Yh_sbN-G-37Ij4Nh2XQyAUrmacP84RlS_meVxcCVXldVLMbrPKGJn-AiXWG9z6GCTUU-6kW46dX8ql0BfTNvfRTaUDZ2NpwhIN9ry54/s1600-h/sierras+camera+2+833.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629957358794930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxORGD1ZdVmm-VE_veG9UDEsZQHELxPL28llI1Yh_sbN-G-37Ij4Nh2XQyAUrmacP84RlS_meVxcCVXldVLMbrPKGJn-AiXWG9z6GCTUU-6kW46dX8ql0BfTNvfRTaUDZ2NpwhIN9ry54/s320/sierras+camera+2+833.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvpErnD4xtlgbTKkMHC_TZ_d3673bsQ5p0_jn67OCyIKq_WM7ZzvBIaAHW3_jbY-7kRhOpeUGOmUN8jqffiJVxXqAWjP8GM1kKicvvA89uU4ALk9-4Zp4lRIIVxY52aiQJ9EiXcoqB9_P/s1600-h/sierras+camera+2+561.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629951626597650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmvpErnD4xtlgbTKkMHC_TZ_d3673bsQ5p0_jn67OCyIKq_WM7ZzvBIaAHW3_jbY-7kRhOpeUGOmUN8jqffiJVxXqAWjP8GM1kKicvvA89uU4ALk9-4Zp4lRIIVxY52aiQJ9EiXcoqB9_P/s320/sierras+camera+2+561.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTQWTSmyhjp9PULXe0JDDzZMwif_jalYoKmAbbMCNFCMFtr3koMtmpDmaTE4udPMEc6rTjrtzv0R8KOD_20fIexhy3q_UtH5kuk9Vhyphenhyphen-PLXOar5vPfwF1l1uBlcrgaFbE6c8vkTTOebB5/s1600-h/sierras+camera+2+074.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629946816945698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTQWTSmyhjp9PULXe0JDDzZMwif_jalYoKmAbbMCNFCMFtr3koMtmpDmaTE4udPMEc6rTjrtzv0R8KOD_20fIexhy3q_UtH5kuk9Vhyphenhyphen-PLXOar5vPfwF1l1uBlcrgaFbE6c8vkTTOebB5/s320/sierras+camera+2+074.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0MRZabUGLrxlbvGBCML0s4qC0bhmybsV0B5q9eSufarErmzUtU8tIdmAlXvNRs2mCU9_QDBEtaBzCe6s_XMHqf0CFX7cCH8j9weYMDWmS4QfgE8OBK8Zjm5bo4QcGinLAbe-rYD3pr4T/s1600-h/sierras+camera+2+068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399629942704406530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0MRZabUGLrxlbvGBCML0s4qC0bhmybsV0B5q9eSufarErmzUtU8tIdmAlXvNRs2mCU9_QDBEtaBzCe6s_XMHqf0CFX7cCH8j9weYMDWmS4QfgE8OBK8Zjm5bo4QcGinLAbe-rYD3pr4T/s320/sierras+camera+2+068.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Today as I sat with my list of many, many things to do, I took a moment to look around my kitchen table. There were my three oldest children doing their school work. All doing a different subject all engrossed in whatever study they were doing. I had to stop for a moment and take it all in. I have prayed for years to have these wonderful people in my life. I thank God for them. I am so overjoyed to have the opportunity to be home with them, to be part of their daily lives. To be able to share the joys, the trials and the journey with those I love. And now I have an extra special blessing to have Mike home for this time and be part of our daily lives. I do truly believe we lost something in our culture when the Fathers started working away from the home.<br /></div><div>At times I get down because my hopes for adoption look further away then ever. But, I keep reminding myself that God has a much bigger plan. My heart and home are open for more children to love and share the gospel with, if God wills. </div><div> </div><div><em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">There is treasure to be desired and oil in the dwelling of the wise; but a foolish man spendeth it up. He that followeth after righteousness and mercy findeth life, righteousness, and honor. Proverbs 20:20-21</span></em></div></div></div></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-5149889461367281582009-10-12T14:58:00.000-07:002009-10-12T15:06:08.474-07:00Are you a dog or Cat???<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEita1q6PmjxeHnWMo_7TTkq9GYRd3Ne4-4TyAI-Nggifu2xTTJ6udLwZ8e7tayKz0-MHmp-Q_nKxDP48DifS7Kl84XoOX9b7eBGAnvfSPoAi7_vEz7FTDaW7yfo6z_sLqffE82iHJHRJI_T/s1600-h/Gabi's+309.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391837936831415154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEita1q6PmjxeHnWMo_7TTkq9GYRd3Ne4-4TyAI-Nggifu2xTTJ6udLwZ8e7tayKz0-MHmp-Q_nKxDP48DifS7Kl84XoOX9b7eBGAnvfSPoAi7_vEz7FTDaW7yfo6z_sLqffE82iHJHRJI_T/s320/Gabi's+309.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oXserv6cvZ4aXHf1mK82B8TKnxc_KUQf3ElsF4CWWJSgWY07YxRrJm2N-IWj755eBstsNoVoJOB9zFuTCz-1-tiVCHRiuPIELq7lLUSqlo_lPMTgM18pCkB-ZsopRvmJbjEUm8jHMGgx/s1600-h/Gabi's+303.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391837243289587074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3oXserv6cvZ4aXHf1mK82B8TKnxc_KUQf3ElsF4CWWJSgWY07YxRrJm2N-IWj755eBstsNoVoJOB9zFuTCz-1-tiVCHRiuPIELq7lLUSqlo_lPMTgM18pCkB-ZsopRvmJbjEUm8jHMGgx/s320/Gabi's+303.JPG" /></a> Are you a dog or cat in your spiritual walk? Are you loyal and true, or is life all about you?<br /><br /><div></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-16932232321405136572009-10-12T14:09:00.000-07:002009-10-12T14:35:33.004-07:00Trials in LifeThere are times when trials come upon us in life. The bible has guidance for us and encouragment for theses times. <em> <span style="color:#663366;">So then, my beloved brethen, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath; for the wrath of man does not prouduce the righteousness of God. James 1:19 </span></em><br /><br />We all have certain ways of dealing with trials. During these days God has moved my heart to see these times as a teaching moment. How I can give my heart more completely over to Him. <em> <span style="color:#663366;">My brethen, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. James 1:2-4</span></em><br />We are all here for such a short while. What we do with our time, our possessions, our<em> </em>love and what we leave behind can last for eternity. To keep in perspective of what I worry about and where I spend my time is an ever increasing thought process for me. <em><span style="color:#663366;">Blessed is the man who endures temptation; for when he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love HIM. James 1:12</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#663366;">But each one is tempted when he is drawn away by his own desires and enticed. James 1:14</span></em><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br />Just some perspective for the moment.<br /><em><span style="color:#663366;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#663366;"></span></em>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-90641157212345549442009-10-02T10:44:00.000-07:002009-10-02T10:52:50.861-07:00Naomii's Birthday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-zDffaWfAcg0SrMw6r3B-wuwQ0qbD-0gEp72dcmT0jMdvjgm1oGP3nLJGdiWrGXwcz-gpqAODhhVtV2s6Sr66WBzUdxornfXPAe68xMkX8MbeidmN4rPM6cAkU3EBt1kD2VaS2Eh7lD8T/s1600-h/Gabi's+095.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388062008222139986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-zDffaWfAcg0SrMw6r3B-wuwQ0qbD-0gEp72dcmT0jMdvjgm1oGP3nLJGdiWrGXwcz-gpqAODhhVtV2s6Sr66WBzUdxornfXPAe68xMkX8MbeidmN4rPM6cAkU3EBt1kD2VaS2Eh7lD8T/s320/Gabi's+095.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X7vPSLGMyqK5plFkrN9OVlAXVWCb3jORaFy2__d1F1YNiVitrN72rb9e0BF7XBOV3kwNznC-TUhotbFauAaYUIRS96uUWUg6s_ES3aV9XGNW5j5qdw_l4oJHgMiiNWwjcUghOdl4rxIt/s1600-h/Gabi's+091.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388060702286345154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2X7vPSLGMyqK5plFkrN9OVlAXVWCb3jORaFy2__d1F1YNiVitrN72rb9e0BF7XBOV3kwNznC-TUhotbFauAaYUIRS96uUWUg6s_ES3aV9XGNW5j5qdw_l4oJHgMiiNWwjcUghOdl4rxIt/s320/Gabi's+091.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Naomii recently celebrated her 4th birthday. I cannot believe how quickly my children are growing. I celebrate the wonderful young ladies God is molding them to be. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong><em>From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the Lord's name is to be praised. Psalm 113:3 </em></strong></div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-23660646680560004312009-08-21T11:48:00.000-07:002009-08-21T11:56:29.330-07:00God is at workWhen I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars that you have established; what are human beings that you are mindful of them, mortals that you care for them? Yet you have made them a little lower than God, and crowned them with glory and honor. Psalm 8:3-5 <br /><br />We recently took a weekend family vacation. It amazes me how God gets your attention when he is working you through something. During our family vacation we attended the Indiana State fair and The Creation Museum. During those times I noticed so many families that had adopted and brought children into their families and hearts. I use to notice pregnant ladies (well I still do) and remember the joy of pregnancy. Now I am I seeing families everywhere who have adopted. God is so good!!Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-50448220813010007572009-07-28T07:20:00.000-07:002009-07-28T07:27:50.126-07:00Adoption???<img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363516060721558834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDS6efY2-sqZGhepO3kotM60nnOKIXN9sENc09u6WUHCdoTcRpKv4gFa3c0XDmWFj8eH_nm6tudw39q0lr1DSCl6nJiind6bdECFwrBJMRDT8hFb-0-StEdwvdius8g9qiG_fqIczE4wta/s320/Jesus+and+child.jpg" /><br /><div>James 1:27 tells us to take care of the orphans and widows. This is what God the Father accepts as pure and faultless. That is our heart's desire. To serve him with lives that are pure and faultless. We are committed to raise children with love and knowledge and hearts for the Lord. We know there are children that need love, committment and to know of the Father. Our prayers are that God will direct our path to find them. </div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-52908882517377987152009-07-20T07:32:00.000-07:002009-07-20T07:40:20.509-07:00Slooowing Dooown. . .<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2A7WeIj7I6Csp7pcMLBW19nNsI0FhIN5xnul0MpXyvsACWlgIIvPllvGtBtKuAjKafAjHSInY7lryitViPZ1KD-ksjJVFLx7GlnfQBDnlSZIK3b-CxoQNUcMVIrvCy6siIsxdrwKlbfh-/s1600-h/sample8.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360551861928881202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2A7WeIj7I6Csp7pcMLBW19nNsI0FhIN5xnul0MpXyvsACWlgIIvPllvGtBtKuAjKafAjHSInY7lryitViPZ1KD-ksjJVFLx7GlnfQBDnlSZIK3b-CxoQNUcMVIrvCy6siIsxdrwKlbfh-/s320/sample8.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Aaaaahhhh. We are finally slowing down from a hectic 4-H fair week. School is starting and things are getting back to a normal routine around the Cullins' household. We have lots of activities coming up in the next few weeks, but the day to day is getting back to normal. I like routine. It helps me keep my mind on the things that are important. But I also like change. Just not too often. </div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-76251887650011505742009-07-01T10:44:00.000-07:002009-07-01T10:49:41.545-07:00She's going!!!!Sierra is so excited. She is going on her first mission trip. It's small, but still very important to her. She'll be going to Dearborn, Michigan with some ladies from church. They will be working with Angel House Ministry. A ministry that works with the large Muslim population in Dearborn to spread the gospel of Jesus Christ. We had all hoped to go as a family, but that didn't work out. We are still praying that later this year we may be able to make the trip as a family, with some others in our church, back to Dearborn.Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-28698764005525761162009-05-17T05:59:00.000-07:002009-05-17T06:10:08.864-07:00Golden Anniversary party<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6Ams-d_OORKj06bDkCwy7-a14VePlMfFnJtXXu_HUGp_pJu4aid-SaAzkS89xfgb5IqHrMmwyeleR4V21HxIBvW8biBvkEDIfDRrEw94rDiGZUeCovyXj1dqZrxiyvrfskWDzv1NBO22/s1600-h/Sierra's+Cam+075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336779191841290130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6Ams-d_OORKj06bDkCwy7-a14VePlMfFnJtXXu_HUGp_pJu4aid-SaAzkS89xfgb5IqHrMmwyeleR4V21HxIBvW8biBvkEDIfDRrEw94rDiGZUeCovyXj1dqZrxiyvrfskWDzv1NBO22/s200/Sierra's+Cam+075.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>In March we were able to celebrate a golden anniversary with my Mom and Dad. It was fun to plan (though it was a bit stressful) and it was great to surprise them both. Unfortunately, the weather got bad and some of our family couldn't attend, but we still had about 20 in attendance. It was a blessing from God to have both Mom and Dad here to celebrate a milestone that most people don't get to see in our society. 50 years of sharing their life together. Good times and bad ones, happy and sad. We love you Mom & Dad!!!</div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-61526542289834138612009-05-17T05:46:00.000-07:002009-05-17T05:58:27.110-07:00Another season in our life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEija1XBeSSy0HLg0erG-LJPFRbhRfows9DVUGlhOifi_gLauVboi3gqZzp-a3ZBNckzaY7FgFh2oVuHub0Evi7ykBAjucc8zD3oAn5jhjBOznVI77ouakHUGbMYJbmWoerEEML185-pQ8Uz/s1600-h/Sierra's+Cam+097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336776413427696690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEija1XBeSSy0HLg0erG-LJPFRbhRfows9DVUGlhOifi_gLauVboi3gqZzp-a3ZBNckzaY7FgFh2oVuHub0Evi7ykBAjucc8zD3oAn5jhjBOznVI77ouakHUGbMYJbmWoerEEML185-pQ8Uz/s200/Sierra's+Cam+097.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It's always interesting to me how truthful the words of Ecclesiastes really are. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><em>To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecc 3:1</em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div>We are beginning a new season in our family. We have lots of graduations coming up in the next few weeks, and it reminds me of this next year and the new journey Sierra will be starting. Being her Mother and teacher for the last eleven years makes me sorta sad to see it come to an end. But, it also has alot of excitement to see how God will use her in this life. I know over the next several years I will have lots of days of feeling blue for my little girl growing up, but she is growing into a new butterfly. </div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-11945619865247263802009-04-15T12:18:00.000-07:002009-04-15T12:34:39.585-07:00Mattea's Birthday!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFp7imqWYjYm-m2OInWSEtpdP9XL3Ki2e5pqOaO4T8a0-xj3_RCVS4dOdIPghSYpjCzGzlhGRvxTTfukWGUFeyTJ-xYNoKGtm0Grke6xYY0AaHrkToE8VvejqAuMKMsd-NfEqlUyTxgSuQ/s1600-h/Sierra's+Cam+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325003070335340386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFp7imqWYjYm-m2OInWSEtpdP9XL3Ki2e5pqOaO4T8a0-xj3_RCVS4dOdIPghSYpjCzGzlhGRvxTTfukWGUFeyTJ-xYNoKGtm0Grke6xYY0AaHrkToE8VvejqAuMKMsd-NfEqlUyTxgSuQ/s200/Sierra's+Cam+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> L ast Sunday was Mattea's birthday! It came on Easter Sunday, so we had a</div><div> great time celebrating or Savior's resurrection and her birthday. </div><div> She is now seven years old. </div><div> Ah, how the days fly past when you are getting older. It seems just yesterday</div><div> that she was really little.</div><div> Now she is not so little anymore.</div><div> Sigh. </div><div> I'm feeling old. ;)</div><div> </div><div> Happy Birthday Mattea!!! </div><div> </div><div> ~Sierra</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-19492570688321597832009-04-14T14:00:00.000-07:002009-04-14T14:07:46.607-07:00Four ThingsFour things a man must learn to do<br />If he would keep his record true<br />To think, without confusion, clearly;<br />To love his fellow man sincerely;<br />To act from honest motives purely;<br />To trust in God and Heaven securely.<br /><br /> Henry Van DykeHomebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-11441750999162635662009-03-19T13:54:00.000-07:002009-03-19T14:08:16.245-07:00Signs of Motherhood<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGETCyz7PEyC-p0H7oJyUPZeeQ259dI7hggvK8v2qbbANCUXj2fn3L3Fx3Jnf-mOVwQW8uKmIFoDCn2qN2gEdYQBZT5zfNBqyE2r6eHP-7R7AZwdM6DYbVX3IfzhkMaIT-ODXC3BpPScC/s1600-h/1002375.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315008375640222290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGETCyz7PEyC-p0H7oJyUPZeeQ259dI7hggvK8v2qbbANCUXj2fn3L3Fx3Jnf-mOVwQW8uKmIFoDCn2qN2gEdYQBZT5zfNBqyE2r6eHP-7R7AZwdM6DYbVX3IfzhkMaIT-ODXC3BpPScC/s200/1002375.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> *A beautiful bouqet of weeds perches in your windowsill.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *After sharing your drinking glass, it resembles a miniature aquarium.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *Your service for sixteen contains seven plates and eleven bowls.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *You don't want a dishwasher, you already have five!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *Your dryer is a Bermuda Triangle for socks.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *Your diaper bag is your purse. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *You risk waking a sleeping baby to kiss her soft little cheek.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *After washing the kitchen floor, you keep returning just to admire it.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *Being gone for a few hours makes you homesick.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *There are never enough Band-aids in the cupboard.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div> *After the children are sleeping, you return to their bedsides to kiss a soft cheek or stroke back some curls, and silently you thank the Lord for making you the richest woman alive.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-42627061463298396552009-03-18T19:08:00.000-07:002009-03-18T19:14:57.708-07:00NaomiiThis is Naomii, my youngest. I just love this picture<br />of her with a covering on. She does not know<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxGu8QUhe-cv1RrQiaGk2QkYpQm-s6AInR9cCsx2xaL5Hmi6EFrvFc1Uwwe3_z-H8ALTcdBuMQS9dpQkIQgp2BqRgXfRlvjl7qQF6WQ6kYwCPieZTrE8LRld8-c_K6tPKgiyHyKtLp1FR8/s1600-h/1002156.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314715442643493474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxGu8QUhe-cv1RrQiaGk2QkYpQm-s6AInR9cCsx2xaL5Hmi6EFrvFc1Uwwe3_z-H8ALTcdBuMQS9dpQkIQgp2BqRgXfRlvjl7qQF6WQ6kYwCPieZTrE8LRld8-c_K6tPKgiyHyKtLp1FR8/s320/1002156.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />anything about what it really means, but she does like to imitate her sisters and myself . She is such a blessing!Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3378806510477129651.post-50576998494532978132009-03-18T13:04:00.000-07:002009-03-18T13:06:56.047-07:00Spring!!!!<span style="font-family:georgia;">It's so exciting that spring is here!!! We are all very excited to see the grass greening up and the flowers and trees beginning to bloom. It's such a wonderful reminder that God is the creator of all things and He sets everything in motion. Such an Awesome God!!!</span>Homebnmomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01895127349271993336noreply@blogger.com0