<?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-2601407665176163068</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:32:08.616-08:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='teenage drivers'/><category term='rain'/><category term='sick'/><category term='time with God'/><category term='weary'/><category term='fear'/><category term='Lord'/><category term='God'/><category term='perserverance'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Stoke of Luck?'/><title type='text'>My Blended Legacy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-6794128020204059730</id><published>2010-10-05T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T07:40:30.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Stories</title><content type='html'>Most moms when their children were little have had them ask to hear another bedtime story. It becomes a nighttime ritual and draws us closer to our children as we see the world expand in their eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Nehemiah on the daily reading plan at Studylight.org&lt;a href="http://www.studylight.org"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The first chapter showed the numbers of how many were left after begin exile by Nebuchadnezzar. I know God had a plan in all the numbers and genealogy but I don't have a great interest in it and so I just scanned past. Of course, I did glance back to see who had put them in exile once I started to read chapter 8. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the people of Israel settled into towns, they began to ask for the Book of the Law of Moses. Ezra the scribe and others prepared, then on the first day of the seventh month they assembled "as one man" (v.1) in the square. This consisted of men, women and all that could understand. (v.2) Ezra read from daybreak til noon and they all "listened attentively to the Book of Law". (v.3) Which if it is like anything like a morning here in the west would easily be six hours, God bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just imaging that they sat there listening to Ezra read and how they were drawn into God's word. Surprisingly, as Ezra opened the book the assembly stood. Ezra praised the Lord and the gathering "lifted their hands and responded, Amen, Amen! and then they bowed down and worship the Lord with their faces to the ground". (v.6) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ezra read all through that morning the Levites "instructed the people in the Law while the people were standing there. They read from the Book of the Law of God, making it clear and giving the meaning so that the people could understand what was being read". (v.7,8) Amazing that God encouraged the gathering by letting the priest teach to them as Ezra was reading. Even then He gave us the example of learning from godly sources the things that we read and hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those assembled were then instructed by Nehemiah because weeping had occurred during the reading, "This day is sacred to the LORD your God. Do not mourn or weep". (v.9) "Go and enjoy choice food and sweet drinks, and send some to those who have nothing prepared. This day is sacred to our Lord. Do not grieve, for the joy of the LORD is your strength." (v.10) The Levites calmed all the people, saying, "Be still, for this is a sacred day. Do not grieve." (v.11) I love how God allowed the ruler of the day to give them permission to celebrate all that they had learned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we celebrate after we have learned new things, conquered a fear or drawn closer to God? Let's look how we can learn, absorb the word of God and then celebrate it when we do. Don't forget to seek out godly instruction if it is not clear on what we are learning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-6794128020204059730?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6794128020204059730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bible-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6794128020204059730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6794128020204059730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/10/bible-stories.html' title='Bible Stories'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-4100860071324544657</id><published>2010-03-06T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:50:30.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter helps the Mothering go Down</title><content type='html'>After going to a gymnastic meet with Libby and her Girl Scout Troop, I had a couple of girls in my car for a trip home. The two of them were just gabbing, talking about movies and funny things which got us all laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing energizes me, renews my well being. To survive motherhood without completely losing myself, I need to find amusement anywhere I can, even if it is just the way a name sounds, TODD. So after making up songs and saying other names that made us laugh we were too quickly home and inside recapping our night at the meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It refreshed my mind to why I had kids in the first place. I find it hard to always be that kind of person who always find the good in others and not get bogged down with issues that present themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love when I have had the roughest times with my kids and then I get to see them in a situation outside our house. The kids are kind and funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't only want to just be the disciplinarian but to actually like the people I am raising. When I spend time with them when they are older will it because they are my kids or that I really enjoy them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-4100860071324544657?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4100860071324544657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/laughter-helps-mothering-go-down.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4100860071324544657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4100860071324544657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/03/laughter-helps-mothering-go-down.html' title='Laughter helps the Mothering go Down'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-8572506302966221167</id><published>2010-01-29T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:21:24.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when you are wrong? You think you are justified in your answers. Indignant that someone would question your character. Then you have a minute to sit and reflect and the Lord starts revealing to you how you should have reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It recently happened to me. I was confronted on an issue ten minutes before my son's birthday party started. I blew up at the relative who had tried to ask the question kindly. I felt justified. I knew I was right and how dare they walk in and question my motives.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to love your family! For the most part they are the ones that when you are feeling proud of yourself and a little haughty will bring you right back down to Earth and remind you of why we do this in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to hurt their feelings but I did. I didn't want to get upset and have to take that extra minute to calm down but I did. I didn't want to go back to that person say that I was wrong but I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if my words were justified, when I meant every word, does that mean I am right to use the wrong tone and get upset with the one asking? Is that how I want to treat others? Is that how I have been taught to treat others? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus gave us the command in Luke 10:27 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind'; and, 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will always have some issue that I will have to go back and ask forgiveness for because it is human nature to be sinful. Jesus was the only perfect being and as I grow closer to Him it is easier to know when I have to go back to someone. Easier to not have the reaction sometimes. Easier to love those around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-8572506302966221167?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8572506302966221167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-you-just-hate-it-when-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/8572506302966221167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/8572506302966221167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-you-just-hate-it-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-932907790516060781</id><published>2010-01-19T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T05:43:07.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stoke of Luck?'/><title type='text'>Stroke of Luck?</title><content type='html'>Stroke of luck is what most people would call it. I call it a blessing from God. I got to see my girls last Friday. My oldest Lexy has moved from Utah to Idaho with her mom and I know that our visits will be fewer and fewer. My Saidie girl who has been missing in action since she got a new step mom a couple years ago was with her biological mom and they together came to my house to pick up Lexy who had came by for a visit while Lexy and their mom were in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past at this point in a story, a friend would ask "so tell me again how are they your girls?" My girls are as stated before not my biological daughters. My husband is not their biological dad. When I married my first husband, Lexy's dad, I got what I called an "insta" family. She turned four the month after we were married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, darling, little, tiny actually girl always acting years older than needed to be stole my heart. After our first six months of marriage Lexy's mom had an issue with daycare and asked for our help. I began to take care of Lexy weekdays from noon until five. As a bonus her two year old half sister, Saidie came along and joined our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of the time I think it would be easier with a pull out chart but isn't the way with most blended families. We live in a time where blended families are the norm and I am proud to say I am a part of it. The Lord has allowed opportunity for me to have a legacy in Him for all three of my daughters and my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad I got to physically put my arms around my girls. Love seeing how they are growing into women. I praise God even on the hard days for the blessing of blended family and allowing me to serve them as a step mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-932907790516060781?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/932907790516060781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/stroke-of-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/932907790516060781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/932907790516060781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/stroke-of-luck.html' title='Stroke of Luck?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-6731609551797844604</id><published>2010-01-13T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:20:53.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Healthy Recipe Contest</title><content type='html'>By the 13th day of January most of us have broken our New Year's Resolutions if we had made any at all. Certainly for most who had made a resolution for weight loss will see it fade away before Super Bowl. The last big game of the season lends itself to fried hot wings, pizza, and other fatty foods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year I am asking for you to enter your healthier versions of these and other healthy, delicious game day recipes before January 17th. Recipes will then be tried and a winner declared by January 24th so all of we have time to plan our Super Bowl menu and grab all of our ingredients ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to add my own recipes to my blog for Super Bowl. So here is my most requested seven layer bean dip recipe a bit healthy but still in serious need of portion control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Layer Bean Dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can vegetarian refried beans&lt;br /&gt;1 16 ounce low fat or no fat Sour Cream&lt;br /&gt;1/2 package taco seasoning mix&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup favorite salsa&lt;br /&gt;3 green onion sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 small tomato&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup grated cheese &lt;br /&gt;1 small can sliced olives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open can of beans mix together as spreading around a large platter. Carefully mix 1/2 package of taco mix and sour cream in it's own container or Ziploc. Spread sour cream mix 1/2 inch inside over the beans. Add the salsa over that and spread close to the edge of the sour cream. Add the rest of your toppings one layer at a time. Serve immediately or chilled. This will serve a whole bunch of people, 10-12. &lt;br /&gt;Serve with baked pitas or baked tortilla chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter your recipes in comments and the winner will be notified. Second place winner will be randomly drawn from all entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-6731609551797844604?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6731609551797844604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-bowl-healthy-recipe-contest.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6731609551797844604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6731609551797844604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-bowl-healthy-recipe-contest.html' title='Super Bowl Healthy Recipe Contest'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-6129634017118227903</id><published>2010-01-08T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:04:11.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitality?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/S0diH3XisiI/AAAAAAAAABs/cgv_ylLAins/s1600-h/denver+patriots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/S0diH3XisiI/AAAAAAAAABs/cgv_ylLAins/s320/denver+patriots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424412163452351010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sports nut! I think that was a big reason my husband was attracted to me. On our first date I actually held my own in a conversation about football. Alan has since taught me about the nickle and dime packages, which most girls think has something to do with the change in their purse. We look forward to big games and have friends over often to cheer on our teams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan and I actually had started talking about the Super Bowl and what we will be serving and where everyone will sit. We love to entertain but don't always have the biggest space for it. At the beginning of our marriage Alan and I chose a house that we would have room to start a family and a mortgage that I could stay home to care for our family when the time came. So when we do have friends over we are in close quarters but no one seems to mind and we always have a great time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didn't always feel this way, I was asked to teach a bible study for the ladies of our church and knew that if I hosted we would have to limit the numbers because of the size of my house. My friend, Angie, actually gave me the best advice. She told me "if you are ashamed of your house then you are saying what God has blessed you with is not good enough." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about having to drop in an instant to your knees to repent. In that moment my attitude changed. I now share what God has given us with others and never looked back. I thank God for that sister who gave me a hard truth in love. I just love those. Angie helped me to become what God called me to be in Timothy 5:10 "and is well known for her good deeds, such as bringing up children, showing hospitality, washing the feet of the saints, helping those in trouble and devoting herself to all kinds of good deeds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above is one I took at a recent Denver Broncos Game. My husband surprised me with a weekend away. I will post some of our favorites recipes for game day in the next few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-6129634017118227903?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/6129634017118227903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/hospitality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6129634017118227903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/6129634017118227903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2010/01/hospitality.html' title='Hospitality?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/S0diH3XisiI/AAAAAAAAABs/cgv_ylLAins/s72-c/denver+patriots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-5208695629161234154</id><published>2009-12-30T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:14:45.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing of Peaceful Mind</title><content type='html'>As I continue on my attitude of gratitude, I have to apologize for not posting the last few days. My desire to share thankfulness is still going strong and when things got crazy this week I had great foundation already in my head to look back on to give me a sense of tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter took a really bad fall last night while trying to give her brother back a stuffed animal before bed. I was down the hall and out of sight of her when I heard a big noise followed by a scream for dad and mom. Alan being closer to her than I was got to her first and shouted for a towel as I came down the hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit confused I went back to the kitchen for a towel. Upon returning within seconds of Libby's tumble quite a puddle of blood was on our floor. Not quite sure of where it was all coming from I began to ask questions. Before I got any real answers Alan sent me back for a few more towels and our son, Aaron went for ice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gathering up supplies I headed back to my Lib. By the time I returned, Alan had discovered the blood was all from her nose and she had begun calming down. Helping her up, we headed to the kitchen and sat her down. While we waited and tended to Lib's nose minute after minute passed and I started to feel a bit panicky. Aaron and I had said a quick prayer after getting Lib in a chair but I felt an uneasiness welling up inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying again quietly to myself, the anxiety left me as I began remembering she is not only my child but my sister in Christ. Peacefully I was reminded of my sweet daughter that at even the early age of 10 has a great love for the Lord. I thought of how amazed I felt when the first thing she asked for a Christmas gift was a nativity. Her desire never wavered, steadfast she repeated her desire to all that asked her what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always struggled with showing my appreciation for the blessings around me. I have learned an invaluable lesson this holiday season by the examples of others. So many took a challenge to express their gratitude for a couple of weeks leading up to the Thanksgiving holiday. I felt remorse that I didn't share any of blessings at that time and felt compelled to share them this Christmas Season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing how God has blessed me, changed my focus to have more of a positive outlook and gave me reassurance to have peace during a difficult situation. I am so grateful for having a daughter who has begun her own relationship with the Savior and that my lovable girl who now has a growing collection because she received an abundance of differing nativities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-5208695629161234154?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5208695629161234154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/blessing-of-peaceful-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5208695629161234154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5208695629161234154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/blessing-of-peaceful-mind.html' title='Blessing of Peaceful Mind'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-4046220118146939551</id><published>2009-12-18T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T06:11:37.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus is the Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/SyuLwyOL9OI/AAAAAAAAABk/KMYSUSmgggs/s1600-h/santa+scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/SyuLwyOL9OI/AAAAAAAAABk/KMYSUSmgggs/s320/santa+scooter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416576647074411746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focusing on Jesus for the Season and being thankful for all I have been blessed with I came across this funny picture of Santa and literally it made me laugh out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he late, just hurrying to the mall? I thought it was funny. Put a smile on my face when I have struggled for a couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful that my Lord has given me a sense of humor to laugh at things of this world while I am still serving and loving Him. Hope this picture makes you laugh like it did for me. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-4046220118146939551?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4046220118146939551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/jesus-is-reason.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4046220118146939551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4046220118146939551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/jesus-is-reason.html' title='Jesus is the Reason'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1mNqHBBweLY/SyuLwyOL9OI/AAAAAAAAABk/KMYSUSmgggs/s72-c/santa+scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-5427594392276447470</id><published>2009-12-15T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:59:20.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Health</title><content type='html'>Dropping the kids off for practice of their Christmas Program, they seemed energetic and ready to run through lines and sing all the songs they will perform in the upcoming week. I gladly took my turn in the nursery to snuggle babies during the sermon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a half an hour later Libby's teacher burst in saying Lib had fainted and they needed me. With a replacement on the way to help the other nursery workers I bolted out to check on my daughter. She was still on the ground and not all together with it. Libby's teacher brought her some juice and as she drank it became more aware of her surroundings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left church early and went to the urgent care on our way home. The doctor gave a couple of things that could be wrong with Lib and that we would know more in the next few days. Well here we are two days later to say Lib has strep and other than having to miss school today things are back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful that this Christmas Season God has given us our health. I know how blessed I am in that . Thank you, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-5427594392276447470?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5427594392276447470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kids-health.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5427594392276447470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5427594392276447470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/kids-health.html' title='Kids Health'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-5000478181811489055</id><published>2009-12-11T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:00:58.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Candy</title><content type='html'>Homemade Christmas Candy is such a yummy gift to receive this time year. Neighbors, co-workers, friends drop off packages trimmed with ribbon to your house or desk. Recipes are exchanged and thoughts of making our own special gifts arise in our heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy making candy for others and have found a few great recipes over the years. I made candy with my mom as a girl and then we bundled up and delivered them to all of our neighbors. When I married into a family with the same traditions, I started making candy for our friends to share during the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained more recipes from my mother in law, Claudia, and began making some of my husband's favorites. Rice Krispie rolls are Alan's most treasured. The recipe is not hard but my mother in law had added a twist of her own to jazz them up and be a little more fancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first year we were married Claudia explained how to make the rolls but promised to send extra and to teach me when our lives weren't quite so hectic. Holiday after holiday passed as we grew as a family. I knew I would eventually get to her house to learn the secret of the round Rice Krispie Rolls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took time for granted. My husband and his mother had a falling out and we didn't see them at all the next few Christmas'. When it began all I knew to do was to pray and so I started to pray for renewal for our family. Christmas after Christmas I prayed and no change came. Not holding out much hope for rekindling after such an extended absence I prayed less although a yearning for their relationship still tugged at my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly after almost three full years, a phone call came and restoration came between Alan and Claudia. Joyfully I spent a day with her and my father in law, Arlo, this week making candy. I now know the secret to rolling the candy, and made two batches with a friend the next day at my own home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful this Christmas Season for rebirth of relationships, between mother and son. Reminding me of the birth we celebrate on Christmas Day. Let me share her recipe with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice Krispie Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C Karo syrup&lt;br /&gt;3/4 C peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;5 C Rice Krispies&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure out Rice Krispies and put in a large heat proof bowl or pan, set aside. Add sugar and syrup to 2 quart pan. Stir til sugar is dissolved and bring to a boil. Immediately remove from heat and add peanut butter. Pour over Rice Krispies and stir til blended quickly carefully spread on cookie sheet(10x15)while hot with buttered hands or spoon, cool slightly. While still warm spread melted chocolate chips leaving about an inch from each edge, cool slightly. Cut into quarters on the 10 inch side of pan, roll each piece mashing back into place if it separates. Continue to roll and compress until quarter width and the slice about 3/8 sections. Repeat with other sections. ENJOY! If you do not want to roll spread the chocolate to the edge and cut into small uniform pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-5000478181811489055?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5000478181811489055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-candy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5000478181811489055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5000478181811489055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-candy.html' title='Christmas Candy'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-875717563056223255</id><published>2009-12-09T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:02:33.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tunes</title><content type='html'>Sleep in Heavenly Peace, Joy to the World, It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas, great lyrics that brings smiles to a face and voices out of those that don't normally sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love Christmas music. Old, new they all help me be happy. I think it might be that we get to enjoy the Season of our Lord with the rest of the world. Yes there the other classics like Frosty and Rudolph but I enjoy hearing Silent Night while grocery shopping for the twenty seven people headed to my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK twenty seven is an exaggeration but don't we feel like that as we are preparing at least I do. My sweet Jesus has the answer for me when I am at my wits end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. Matthew 11:28,29 NIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.Galatians 6:9,10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course it doesn't hurt while we are in the midst of preparing to crank up those tunes and sing along to the carols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-875717563056223255?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/875717563056223255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tunes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/875717563056223255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/875717563056223255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tunes.html' title='Christmas Tunes'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-5375125648851218052</id><published>2009-12-07T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:07:08.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Story - Shepherds</title><content type='html'>While turning to Luke 2 to follow the sermon on Sunday my interest was perked as our pastor skipped the first few verses of the chapter. Luke 2 is the Christmas Story what was he thinking skipping past the part God played through the Holy Family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the Christmas Story for as many holiday seasons as I can remember. I have always put emphasis on the Holy Family. My faith has had boosts as I fell in love with an obedient woman, a kind husband and a son's sacrifice on my behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was going to talk about the shepherds. I remembered the shepherds, I have them pictured in my mind as sitting on the hillside watching their flock when an angel instructing them to visit the King of Kings lying in a manger nearby. Soon after a heavenly host, a thousand angels, came down praising "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests." The shepherds were obedient, did see Jesus, did share the news to others and then went back to the stable and praised Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the sheer volume of all the angels has made me scan right over top of the shepherds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shepherds were nomads making sure their flocks had food and water. They lived with their flocks and didn't have much of a chance to go into towns for religous services. They were alone most of the time with dumb, smelly sheep. Homeless, loners, who were too busy to go to church, how amazing is the Lord to add in the part that reminds us we are all children of God and he loves us and sent His Son for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, today I am grateful for the Shepherds and the rest of your Christmas Story. And to a pastor who is in tune to listen to the whole story.&lt;a href="http://www.crosspointslc.org/messages/20091106-AChristmasStory-Shepherds.mp3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-5375125648851218052?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5375125648851218052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-story-shepherds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5375125648851218052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5375125648851218052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-story-shepherds.html' title='Christmas Story - Shepherds'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-8454821159825898398</id><published>2009-12-05T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:30:33.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continuing on the journey of &lt;em&gt;thankfulness&lt;/em&gt; now through the New Year. I am grateful for Christmas movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our family watched Polar Express. I am glad to know that for the most part I can sit down with most Christmas movies and watch them as a family. It is not always the case when it comes to pick a movie for a lazy Saturday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours calls parenting "living the G rated life!" Keeping a careful watch on what our kids see and hear is a part of parenting and I am thankful to have more choices at this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-8454821159825898398?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/8454821159825898398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/continuing-on-journey-of-thankfulness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/8454821159825898398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/8454821159825898398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/continuing-on-journey-of-thankfulness.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-7486328893238609568</id><published>2009-12-01T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:52:19.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>The Christmas decorations are up at our house at least on the inside. My husband made the comment that it looked as if a Christmas tornado blew through here. I am usually stressed at this time of year. My husband works in retail and is busier than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so inspired by all of the joy that thankfulness brought during Thanksgiving this year that I am going to be more grateful for those things around me between now and Christmas and I have a feeling that it may just work so well that I carry on til the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful that my house smells of Christmas. Not the smell of cookies baking but of the candles that are placed about with the fun votives I have been given over the years. Makes me think of the spices that the wise men brought to my Savior after He was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord Jesus for being the reason of this season and showing your love to all mankind through your sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-7486328893238609568?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/7486328893238609568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-thankfulness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/7486328893238609568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/7486328893238609568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-thankfulness.html' title='Christmas Thankfulness'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-4943993173658102788</id><published>2009-11-20T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:28:01.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time with God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perserverance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord'/><title type='text'>Renew me through Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." Isaiah 40:31&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great verse today for a soul that has been weary for the last few weeks. I know that I must walk on and continue to worship my Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first idea that God gave me to take a few things off of my plate was to send an email to seek prayer and grace from those around me. How can others support me if they have no idea what is going on in my life. I didn't go into every detail, just enough to let them know I needed understanding in this trying time. The email wasn't to ask others for help except for prayer and to ask them to be understanding when I put my immediate family first, second and most days third leaving no extra time for others around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't step down from commitments I had set for before me but that too may come. I want to serve the Lord in the best way I know how but I can't do that at the detriment of my relationship with Him or the relationship with my family. So I asked my friends and family to pray and to be understanding when I don't answer the phone or email for a couple of days. I felt a great weight lifted off my shoulders and know that with the prayer warriors around me I will perservere through all the drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-4943993173658102788?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4943993173658102788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-those-who-hope-in-lord-will-renew.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4943993173658102788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4943993173658102788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/11/but-those-who-hope-in-lord-will-renew.html' title='Renew me through Grace'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-5595102707439181686</id><published>2009-09-29T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:46:09.150-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time with God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Mom, I think I can't make it to school.</title><content type='html'>"Can't make it to school." is the most dreaded phrase around my house. I know how much my kids love school. When one of them says they cannot go to school they are badly sick or really hurt. &lt;br /&gt;     Early this morning my darling boy, Aaron lumbered down the hall to say how miserable he was feeling then proceeded to dash back down the hall to show me how sick he really was. Making a makeshift cot on the floor by my bed we both tried to go back to sleep. Libby had gotten up early too and now snuggled up in bed since my husband was still at work. Funny how quickly a room can fill up when they know daddy won't be home for a couple more hours. &lt;br /&gt;     An hour later it was time for school. I woke Libby to tell her to get ready for school. Aaron popped his head from his pillow to say "Mom I don't think I can make it to school." I told I already knew and how sorry I was he was going to have to miss school. &lt;br /&gt;     He let me read him a book today. I shared one of my favorites from when I was a kid, Ramona. I savor these times not that he is sick but that I take the day for just him. It doesn't happen often enough. I may have to come up with ways to spend time one on one with my little man. &lt;br /&gt;     The same longing comes from our Heavenly Father to have more one on one time with us. I know I need more of that too. If I don't get enough time with God, I feel worn down, worn out and just down right miserable. I think I need some of that godly medicine from my Lord talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-5595102707439181686?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/5595102707439181686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-i-think-i-cant-make-it-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5595102707439181686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/5595102707439181686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/mom-i-think-i-cant-make-it-to-school.html' title='Mom, I think I can&apos;t make it to school.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-629915382257558465</id><published>2009-09-14T15:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:07:11.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>It made me jump!</title><content type='html'>A thunder clap just rolled through and it was loud enough to actually make me jump.  It got me thinking since it had been a long while since I actually got spooked because of weather. We live in an area that I have grown up with snow, big rain storms that have led to floods, and once I do remember having a tornado in the valley but it was shocking and very rare. After learning to drive in snow during my teen years there was really nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;     Crackling and clapping of the thunder brought back memories of the second grade of when we could clearly see lightning off in the distance. My teacher taught us that when you see a lightning rod strike the ground to begin counting one Mississippi, two Mississippi until you heard the thunder clap to tell how many miles away the lighting was. We spent the best part of the next hour counting in unison until our ears filled with the noise of thunder.&lt;br /&gt;    God has protected me from the fear of weather. Knowing that the wind moves with His word makes me know I cannot do anything to stop it. With His strength I can walk through all things that are laid in my path.&lt;br /&gt;     Years ago my daughter, Libby began crying her ears hurting from the sheer volume of noise. Sounding as if the end of our roof had been ripped off the house, I was feared that the huge tree in front of our house had fallen over during a wind storm.  Home alone with a new baby I praised God that we were not hurt and hurried to see if we still had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt;. Amazingly, God spared our house minus a couple of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shingles&lt;/span&gt; and saved our tree. It was not until the neighbors came to check on us did we find out that lightning had hit the house. &lt;br /&gt;     God has the great ability to calm our fears and give us comfort. The easiest way I know how to receive this gift from God is just to simply ask. Pray for his protection. Ephesians 6:10 - 18 is the armor of God and is the made for a protection prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-629915382257558465?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/629915382257558465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-made-me-jump.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/629915382257558465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/629915382257558465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-made-me-jump.html' title='It made me jump!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-2216406010697335562</id><published>2009-08-22T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:03:44.717-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage drivers'/><title type='text'>Lexy's is a legal driver!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't know which is scarier having my teenager on the road or the thought of continuing to drive her everywhere for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see the excitement on my daughter's face as she practically skipped up the driveway that she had in fact passed her driving test to get her permanent license. I am so proud of her for getting her license and now she will have more freedom to get the places she needs to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-2216406010697335562?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/2216406010697335562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lexys-is-legal-driver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/2216406010697335562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/2216406010697335562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/lexys-is-legal-driver.html' title='Lexy&apos;s is a legal driver!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2601407665176163068.post-4035729565747115183</id><published>2009-08-07T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:41:34.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Hope in a Dark Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;“He has sent me to bind up the broken hearted, to proclaim freedom&lt;br /&gt;for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners.”&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 61:1b&lt;br /&gt;At one time we have all been in darkness, not knowing the Lord. There are also times when we have been serving the Lord when circumstances around us cause us to be thrown into a dark time. I was not expecting to get divorced and was thrown into a deep pit by it. Everyone has been broken hearted or will be before the end of our days. How do we walk through that? Here are a few steps to help you start the process.&lt;br /&gt;We first look to the Lord, through the Word and prayer. When we look to others around us; friends or those at church to help carry one another’s burdens (Galatians 6:20). We can also search out resources from those who love the Lord i.e. radio, books, sermons and devotionals. They relay the Lord’s message to help us walk through the pain that happens in our life.&lt;br /&gt;How do I begin to process this? How can I get through this the quickest? In my experience there is no fast answer. I wish there was a high-speed fix every time but it is hard work. Many tears and small steps to a new stronger, healthier person is the real journey. There is a choice to remain damaged or embrace being whole through the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Word is not always our first thought when something has blown up in our life. It’s possible in today’s busy world that it may be hours before you are home to open the Bible. If that is the case, get in the habit of praying and calling out to the Lord. Also be aware that if you are at work and have access to internet there are some sites that have the full bible (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/&lt;/a&gt; ) that you can read while on a break or in a slow moment at work. Maybe even invest in a small one you can carry in your car or purse, although as our eyes get older we may have to invest in a magnifying glass as well.&lt;br /&gt;Asking for help can be as simple as a text message or email that says “having a rough day pray for me,” meeting for coffee to talk over things or just have a friendly face to feel God’s love, seek out those who will let you have a long good cry and will be supportive. I would encourage all of us to invest in people to hold us up when life gets tough and hold us accountable for our actions. Ask them to pray for you and with you. Be willing to do the same for them. Look for people that are not gossip mongers and that point you back to godly standards and principles.&lt;br /&gt;As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another. Proverbs 27: 17&lt;br /&gt;Teachers that God has called to instruct and share his word are great for keeping us focused and aware of the Lord’s work in us. Daily devotions sent to our email, bible studies by yourself or with others, books that are on certain problems or Christian fiction that just give your mind a break are great tools. Be attentive that all authors have different views so when questions come up on any issue, go back to the original source and see what the Bible says. If you are not sure where to begin, ask a friend or leadership of your church where to start or their favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;We are all capable through Jesus to walk through the most painful of times and help others do the same. If you are weary or in over your head, call on the name of the Lord. He is there ready for the asking. If you have never asked Jesus into your heart and are wondering how, all you have to do is ask him to forgive your sins and be Lord of your life. When we have done this, we are welcomed to the fold my brother or sister in Christ. Please share your experience with me and I will rejoice with the angels my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I can do everything through him who gives me strength.&lt;br /&gt;Philippians 4:13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2601407665176163068-4035729565747115183?l=myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/feeds/4035729565747115183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-hope-in-dark-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4035729565747115183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2601407665176163068/posts/default/4035729565747115183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myblendedlegacy.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-hope-in-dark-time.html' title='Our Hope in a Dark Time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01491172600715980660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
