<?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-4870708693431618625</id><updated>2012-01-29T08:20:24.804-06:00</updated><category term='Golden Heart Award'/><category term='learning lessons'/><category term='church'/><category term='flag'/><category term='Decisions'/><category term='God'/><category term='example'/><category term='High Calling Blogs'/><category term='yard work'/><category term='Memory'/><category term='House Party'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='God gift'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='pledge'/><category term='Card me at The Door'/><category term='Gift Card Giver'/><category term='America'/><category term='state'/><category term='Temp. Homeschool'/><category term='Listening to God'/><category term='Nikon D90'/><title type='text'>God's Not Finished With Us Yet....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>God's Not Finished With Us Yet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521680021323003843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sk2IGHm1pZI/AAAAAAAACyc/bYzEZ_OaKoo/S220/scan+027.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>235</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-8342746809943592954</id><published>2012-01-13T14:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T14:40:47.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reruns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; (Performing Arts) a film, play, series, etc., that 
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&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; (General Sporting Terms) &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;a race that is run 
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Hence the title of this post; Rerun. What do you do when you find yourself fighting a battle you thought you've already conquered?&amp;nbsp; What do you do when you see you are running the same race you thought you had already won???&lt;/div&gt;
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It's no mystery to those&amp;nbsp;friends who have followed me in my walk with Jesus that I am quite the stumbler.&amp;nbsp; lol. I, for whatever reason, seem to trip over the same shoes over and over and over, red rover....&lt;/div&gt;
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So WHAT DOES ONE DO?&amp;nbsp; Well I can't speak for others but for me, I went to His Word, but not immediately.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; At first it took me a moment to even recognize the repeated offender entered into my camp, yet again.&amp;nbsp; But when I did recognize it I kind of danced around with it, not intentionally, but almost as if to accept it without surprise that I am 'here yet again' in the spot I felt so confident I had pressed through to the other side.&amp;nbsp; But here. I. am.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; BUT WHY?&amp;nbsp; Why am I back in the same stupid, freakin' spot I had punched from existence.&amp;nbsp; I can only guess that it is because maybe I never conquered it in the first round?&amp;nbsp; IDK (I don't know), but what I do know is that I am tired of the cycle.&amp;nbsp; I am tired of the repitition.&amp;nbsp; I am tired of not winning!!&lt;/div&gt;
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Wondering what the rerun in my life is?&amp;nbsp; Not that it's all that fascinating or anything and it's certaintly not exciting.&amp;nbsp; But I feel it will do me some good to confess one of the many reruns I encounter.&amp;nbsp; And for me it is a big one.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Have you ever heard the&amp;nbsp;phrase 'church hopping'?&amp;nbsp; Yup.&amp;nbsp; Told you it wasn't exciting.&amp;nbsp; BUT I will tell you this, IT HINDERS YOUR WALK WITH CHRIST when you 'church hop'.&amp;nbsp; For those of you who don't quite understand this phrase I will break it down for you as best I can.&amp;nbsp; Church hopping is when the one who is seeking to find a Church to 'bond' with never actually does.&amp;nbsp; It may appear that person does when they attend multiple services, Bible studies, and whatnot, but soon you might notice that person's absence.&amp;nbsp; Later the absences are running closer and closer together and before you know it they have vanished only to be seen attending another Church elsewhere.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Church hopping' is when an adult choses not to settle down somewhere and just stick with it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This could be for various reasons of course, like not feeling that you are in a like-minded Church, you don't feel like you fit in (this can be in all kinds of ways), you don't like the music style; too rock-n-roll, too traditional, ect.,&amp;nbsp; you don't like the version of the Bible the Church is using, you feel like you are not challenged enough Spiritually (too much baby food), or the opposite; everything being discussed in Sermons or otherwise is way over your head but you're afraid to seek help with any of it, ect, ect, ect....&lt;/div&gt;
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In my single life I church hopped fairly often but not necessarily on purpose.&amp;nbsp; I felt my reasons were good, solid ones.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One Church that I very much loved; it was BOLD, DIRECT, encouraging, loving, but I felt like an outsider.&amp;nbsp; I was struggling with my own demons of lonliness and belonging, or rather not belonging.&amp;nbsp; It was ME, not the Church, as I find most 'church hopping' reasons usually are.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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So here I am again, feeling the sting beneath me to run, but I can plainly, clearly SEE this cycle more than I ever have before and I can plainly and clearly SEE that it is ME.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely LOVE the Church I attend right now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp;is not the prettiest Church I have been too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is&amp;nbsp;not the biggest Church I've attended.&amp;nbsp; It is not the fanciest, or richest Church I've been part of.&amp;nbsp; It is not the best, most organized Church I have belonged to.&amp;nbsp; It is&amp;nbsp;certaintly not&amp;nbsp;the largest Church as far as&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;attendees and members are concerned either.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In fact in my last two years of time spent at this Church I have witnessed many vanishing acts.&amp;nbsp; I have watched, without judgement, people come and go, some coming back and others to never return (at least not yet), and I am grateful that the Lord unveiled my eyes to taking note of this pattern because it is the same pattern&amp;nbsp;I see in me.&amp;nbsp; Which is why I never judged those people I watched do this act.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Church I attend may not be 'all that' but I will tell you what I do see in my Church.&amp;nbsp; I see REALNESS!&amp;nbsp; (Is that even a word?- lol)&amp;nbsp; I see people hurting!&amp;nbsp; I see people searching, a whole lot of searching!&amp;nbsp; I see people broken, both Spiritually and emotionally.&amp;nbsp; I look in my mirror and see ME in all of them.&amp;nbsp; The Church I am part of is beyond any big, fancy, rich, over populated Church I have attended.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I feel like I see them in the 'raw'.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;don't feel judged, though I don't doubt I have been a time or three, but I don't 'feel' it.&amp;nbsp; I don't feel like anybody acts better than me, even if I happen to wear the same black outfit I've repeated many times to Church.&amp;nbsp; You can not see me as I type this but I am tearing up as I share.&amp;nbsp; Mainly because I adore my Church to a point that I have NEVER done with any other building or organization striving to teach from the Holy Bible.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I WANT to go to a Church where people are hurting, where people come for divine healing.&amp;nbsp; I want to go to a Church where healthy or unhealthy people can come to get Spiritual exercise.&amp;nbsp; I love that my Church does not appear to have it all together, I LOVE THAT.&amp;nbsp; Because it tells, rather shows me that even though they may or may not see cracks in the walls, or paint peeling off, or repairs from Hurricane Ike still needing repairs, the focus for them (at least how I see it) is that they are STRIVING towards Christ.&amp;nbsp; My Church is not perfect, but we DESIRE to draw closer to Jesus Christ and I believe whole heartedly that He meets us at this point!! Whole heartedly!! I know, that I know, that I KNOW, I am supposed to stay planted at Bayshore.&amp;nbsp; I have gone around the mountain (repeated and stayed in the same run to many times) and it's time I stop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I heard my husband say something profound recently that his mother taught him.&amp;nbsp; 'If you do not like something about the Church you are attending, if you find yourself complaining about something in the Church you frequent, if you count faults in your Church then help to CHANGE it!'.&amp;nbsp; That spoke volumes to me!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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"You have been wandering around in this hill country long enough..." Deuteronomy 2:3, which is the Scripture the Lord has place in me when He had revealed to me my pattern&amp;nbsp;of 'church hopping'.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And 'Peace! Be Still!' Mark 4:39-40.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Lord WANTS to grow me.&amp;nbsp; I am not an infant Christian (meaning that I am not new to His words).&amp;nbsp; How in the world can I grow in Him if every time I am challenged I sprint off?&amp;nbsp; He will bring me back to the same mountain (in my case anyhow) until I conquer those insecurities, those failures, those weaknesses, ect.&amp;nbsp; He loves me TOO MUCH not to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Anyhoot, I want to challenge you.&amp;nbsp; If you find that you can relate to myself in this area of me that I have shared, then will you join me in fighting the fight to leave where the Lord has planted you?&amp;nbsp; I promise you it will be worth your while and then some.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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Anyway, I'd like to close with this; I am not perfect.&amp;nbsp; I have SO many stumbling blocks in front of me that I simply&amp;nbsp;get overwhelmed sometimes and just want to&amp;nbsp;throw my hands up in&amp;nbsp;the air saying 'I'm done!', but I can't, I won't do that.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I am so far from even being 'okay' that I can't even see the shadow of a finish line, but I ask myself (and you maybe?) what are my options, quiting or pushing through,&amp;nbsp; willing to be taught and learn from those God has placed around me or rebel and run, defeating the bondage&amp;nbsp;OR repeating it????&amp;nbsp; I honestly can't even say I'll conquer this but I vow to work at it, pursuring after Him.&amp;nbsp; Defeat or repeat? That's something only you can answer but I know for myself that I desire to defeat it, to draw closer to Christ.&amp;nbsp; I am a student of the Lord's, still learning.&amp;nbsp; Aren't we all?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To&amp;nbsp;rise up in my walk I must FINISH the task He has put before me.&amp;nbsp; That is IF I desire to draw closer to Jesus Christ....do you? &lt;/div&gt;
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After hearing this song for the first time I decided to get a copy of it for myself and memorized a lot of it.&amp;nbsp; Not because I wanted to sing and shout it out with a joyful noise, but because one day, years in my future I planned on writing a song 'back' to this song; kinda like a response letter if you will.&amp;nbsp; Well I'm getting close to my finish of the song I 'wrote back' to the words in this song but I continue to erase and re-write over and over again.&amp;nbsp; Soon, when it is complete and when the Lord wills I will share it with all of you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Dear God by Xtc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;♫ "Dear God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I hope you got the letter, and...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I pray you can make it better down here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;But all the people that you made in your image, see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Them starving on their feet 'cause they don't get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Enough to eat from God, I can't believe in you♫♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;♫Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but... I feel that I should be heard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Loud and clear. We all need a big reduction in amount of tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;And all the people that you made in your image, see them fighting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;In the street 'cause they can't make opinions meet about God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I can't believe in you♫♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;♫Did you make disease, and the diamond blue? Did you make&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Mankind after we made you? And the devil too!♫♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;♫I&amp;nbsp;don't know if you noticed, but... your name is on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;A lot of quotes in this book, and us crazy humans wrote it, you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Should take a look, and all the people that you made in your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Image still believing that junk is true. Well I know it ain't, and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;So do you, dear God, I can't believe in I don't believe in...♫♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;♫I won't believe in heaven and hell. No saints, no sinners, no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Devil as well. No pearly gates, no thorny crown. You're always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Letting us humans down. The wars you bring, the babes you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Drown. Those lost at sea and never found, and it's the same the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Whole world 'round. The hurt I see helps to compound that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Father, Son and Holy Ghost is just somebody's unholy hoax,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;And if you're up there you'd perceive that my heart's here upon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;My sleeve. If there's one thing I don't believe in...♫ ♪&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/TBQfQ1Nd_CI/AAAAAAAADbE/5P-JvKpZFu8/s1600/clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/TBQfQ1Nd_CI/AAAAAAAADbE/5P-JvKpZFu8/s200/clock.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;God doesn't give you the people you want; &lt;strong&gt;He gives you the people you &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... to help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be on his TIME LINE, not always ours, so to realize this means we must TRUST &lt;em&gt;in&lt;/em&gt; Him.&amp;nbsp; One thing about God is that He is NEVER to late; He is never to EARLY; His arrival is always&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RIGHT ON TIME!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Flaw In Women; Women have strengths that amaze men..... They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They smile when they want to scream. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They sing when they want to cry. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They fight for what they believe in. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They stand up to injustice. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They go without so their family can have. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They love unconditionally. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Their hearts break when a friend dies. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They bring joy, hope and love. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;They have compassion and ideas.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;They give moral support to their family and friends. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Women have vital things to say and everything to give. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So for any of my family and friends who I've met through 'blog-land' please allow me to apologize for not keeping up to date on my blog posts.&amp;nbsp; I literally had a hard time just stumbling out of bed, but I knew I had to; my driving force was my two kids ages 4 and 6.&amp;nbsp; Even if all I did was the absolute minimal by bathing them, making sure they brushed their teeth, were feed nutritious meals and were kept safe, even if that meant the television (I am still a definite monitoring mother of what they view on TV still) than that's what I had to do.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't until a few months back, and I can't really remember what exactly it was this moment, but when I do I'll share, that I realized that I needed 'real help', outside help because the Enemy was messin' with my mind at such a hard way that I alone couldn't fight it.&amp;nbsp; During these times Satan has put images and imaginations in my head telling me that I wasn't saved by His Blood, that I was nothing, no good, a bad mother, wife, person, Christian.&amp;nbsp; Two weekends in&amp;nbsp;a row, for the first time ever in my life I was actually frightened to be at home by myself with my two kids.&amp;nbsp; No, not that I felt suicidal or that I would hurt my children but more like I felt I might have a nervous breakdown and begin breaking every material item in our nice, content home; the dishes, punch the TV screen, throw our laptop, bust my Nikon....there was no telling what I was actually afraid of I just knew I didn't want to be alone on those days and I couldn't figure out why.&amp;nbsp; All I knew is that I was afraid.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/S__XTmLHR-I/AAAAAAAADZU/_VX3TNCV-SU/s1600/refiners+fire+with+mom2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="308" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/S__XTmLHR-I/AAAAAAAADZU/_VX3TNCV-SU/s400/refiners+fire+with+mom2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The funny thing is that I have absolutely no 'real' reason for my deep, dark, depression, which in a way is the reason I finally learned that what I was dealing with was and is indeed depression.&amp;nbsp; I have a content home; I have never been one of those wives that feel the need to have a two story, granit kitchen counter tops, game room upstairs, and all those extra's.&amp;nbsp; I am very content in our 1414 SQ FT. home and we have everything we need.&amp;nbsp; I have a wonderful husband, and I want to stress WONDERFUL, two great kids; a daughter and son, a very sweet loving German Shepherd (still puppy, but turning 'tween', hope the attitudes don't come with that...LOL), and I am one of the lucky mothers whose dreams of being able to be a SAHM eventually came true when income earning became better for my husband.&amp;nbsp; The unfortunate things is that my depression all became a reality when I was finally a Stay at Home Mother.&amp;nbsp; I always knew I wanted to raise my own kids in our faith to believe in Jesus Christ without confusion from other caregivers watching them up to 10 hours each day/5 days a week.&amp;nbsp; Plus it simply broke my heart to drop my two toddler age babies off at a daycare as they watched me leave from their classroom window sobbing out to me!&amp;nbsp; It broke my heart.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So anywho, this is where I am at today.&amp;nbsp; I am sorry for not posting to my blog like I once did, but I appreciate any prayers that any of you might offer; not just for me, but for my entire family as they are struggling with my involunteery severe depression.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; don't know if any of you have suffered through a dark depression but it's a 'well' that I long desperately to climb out of, and not a 'wishing well', except for the wishing prayer that my God helps heal my mind and free's me from this illness.&amp;nbsp; I am seeing a Christian Therapist once a week and their services also offer every Thursday night a 'Depression/Bi-Polar Group' for free if I'd like to attend but I'm not quite ready for a social gathering just yet, but am gradually considering 'testing' the waters in this group.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Lotsaluv to you all dear friends!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Anywho, back to subject at hand.&amp;nbsp; Jesse and I both don't really like the idea or agree with implanting any type of Microchip into an animal because we just don't like the 'idea' or where it may one day lead, or may already be in place; microchipping your children, mentally challenged people, or the like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So we accidentally and fortunately ran across this&amp;nbsp;PetSafe I.D. Rescue Collar.&amp;nbsp; The only downsize about this collar is 1) that we only found it in the large dog size which even with it's adjustable size straps to make it smaller, even the smallest size for now is too large for our puppy, so we'll have to just wait until she is a bit bigger, which I'm sure won't take long with the way she is growing now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Hidden inside each lightweight collar is a simple USB flash drive that stores all of your pet’s personalized data. If a pet wearing the PetSafe Micro I.D. Rescue Collar is ever lost, the memory stick can be plugged right into any computer to identify the pet in the rescuer’s home—no need for an inconvenient vet visit to scan anything like the inplanted Micro Chips! While contact is made with the owner, a rescuer can access pet care instructions to follow in the mean time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/S6Uu4NM0tjI/AAAAAAAADTI/iSYmJdXwdsQ/s1600-h/Alaska11watermark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/S6Uu4NM0tjI/AAAAAAAADTI/iSYmJdXwdsQ/s320/Alaska11watermark.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Sure we want to keep our children and new pet safe and recover them quickly if discovered to be lost of missing, but irregardless we simply don't like the idea of implanting something underneath their skin for I.D. purposes, which is why we will act responsibly as most parents should be keeping a constant watch on our children intensely, teaching them repeatedly about the dangers and affects of responding or approaching one and some of the lies a potentially threatening stranger might say to them to get their attention just to get them in arms length to 'grab them'.&amp;nbsp; We also have&amp;nbsp;our two kids watch the 'Stranger Saftey DVD,&amp;nbsp;Staying on&amp;nbsp;The Safety', by Julie Clark and the famous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/03/17/cnn25.tan.walsh/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;John Walsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #4c1130;"&gt;who hosts the all knowing show of&amp;nbsp; 'Americas Most Wanted' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Naturally&amp;nbsp;my husband and I&amp;nbsp;don't want to instill a spirit of fear into our kids, but as it is&amp;nbsp; facts are facts and in 2009 approx. over 700,000 children went missing between the ages of 12-18 in the US (and those are just the ones counted, NOT&amp;nbsp;including those&amp;nbsp; children who may be neglected and left going unreported&amp;nbsp;as MIA), according to the Missing Childrens Department and The U.S. Department of Justice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PageServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US&amp;amp;PageId=2810#4"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The U.S. Department of Justice reports&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PageServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US&amp;amp;PageId=2810#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ojjdp.ncjrs.gov/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Office of Juvenile Justice and Delinquency Prevention (OJJDP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PageServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US&amp;amp;PageId=2810#4"&gt; .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PageServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US&amp;amp;PageId=2810#4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;797,500 children (younger than 18) were reported missing in a one-year period of time studied resulting in an average of 2,185 children being reported missing each day. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;203,900 children were the victims of family abductions. &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5115 children were the victims of “stereotypical” kidnapping. (These crimes involve someone the child does not know or someone of slight acquaintance, who holds the child overnight, transports the child 50 miles or more, kills the child, demands ransom, or intends to keep the child permanently.) &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8,200 children were the victims of non-family abductions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;“…A child goes missing every 40 seconds in the U.S, over 2,100 per day &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In excess of 800,000 children are reported missing each year &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another 500,000 go missing without ever being reported…” Since 1997, the AMBER Alert program has been credited with the safe recovery of 495 children. To date there is a network of 120 AMBER Plans across the country. PRAISE THE LORD FOR THESE CHILDREN FOUND THROUGH ORGINAZATIONS LIKE AMBER ALERTS and THE NATIONAL CENTER FOR MISSING &amp;amp; EXPLOITED CHILDREN'S HOTLINE AT (1-800-THE-LOST®) &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;So from the time our children were of walking age we began using by first adding little 'bells' tied to the shoelaces.&amp;nbsp; This way anytime we ran a short, quick errand into a store and one of them 'toddled' off a bit we could quickly and easily locate them just by listening for 'their' bells tied to their laces. This was just a simple prevention method we used at the time because we didn't have much money.&amp;nbsp; You can find these little bells or similar bells at any craft, Walmart, Target or other retail store for just about $2.00 for a bag of about 10-20 bells.&amp;nbsp; I must warn you however that with walking aged babies and toddlers that should the bells come off they can cause a chocking hazard so if you are low on funds and still want to use this cheap but starting tip to keep a track of&amp;nbsp; your kids should they toddler away a few feet, make certain you tied the laces super tight to prevent it coming off and even then and always keep a VERY close eye on your baby/toddler (always) but when wearing these bells on the shoe.&amp;nbsp; If your baby/toddler is able to understand just a few words then try to always repeat to him/her when adding the bells that they are not for putting in the mouth or playing with, as surely, especially the first initial times you add them to the shoe, your child will naturally want to grab and pull on them, which is why I stated earlier to make sure you make a good, solid, TIGHT, double tied shoelace bow or knot even.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Now that our kids are older (4 &amp;amp; 6) we no longer use the bells but have ordered sets of Shoe ID Tags, which comes in a pack of two, one for each foot.&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp;special&amp;nbsp; permanent and waterpoof pen is available for purchase for $2.00 extra.&amp;nbsp;for you to use to print vital information&amp;nbsp; on the inside of the Tag regarding your child's information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;We also bought about 2 years ago and use The Teddy Bear Child Locator, which comes in various colors.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;We mainly use these when traveling out of town or when planning a visit to&amp;nbsp; any crowded public events like The Rodeo, The Strawberry Festival, Mall, and usually anytime we go shopping during high traffic times such&amp;nbsp; as during Christmas, School Supply Shopping before school season begins, or a crowded park.&amp;nbsp; The teddy bear child personal safety alarm receiver (water resistant) delivers a 88db intermittent chirp/beeping sound that functions up to 150 feet away from the keychain transmitter. Lets you "hear" where your child is. Requires 2 "CR2032" batteries and 1 "mini 12 V" extended life battery (all included). Perfect safety device for children ages 1-7. Product Dimension: 3" x 2.25" plus clip. NEW ALERT FEATURE causes the transmitter to chirp loudly every time your child wanders beyond 20-30 foot range. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;You can find all of the mentioned features I listed&amp;nbsp;in this post at these links listed below.&amp;nbsp; They are all fairly affordable and easy to use:&lt;/span&gt; Pet&amp;nbsp;Rescue I.D. at &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.petsafe.net/Products/Specialty-Collars/Rescue-Collars/PetSafe-Micro-ID-Large-Rescue-Collar"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;PetSafe Mircro ID Rescue Collar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;Child Safety&amp;nbsp;Products at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mypreciouskid.com/ID-shoes-tags.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;My Precious Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;If you have any other ideas of suggestions you've heard of that are affordable (or not but GREAT and VALIDATED to share I'm sure we'd all love to hear about these from you!&amp;nbsp; Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sarah" border="0" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/sarah_gnf_sig12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;
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So since being asked just yesterday I've spent hours the last several nights and today trying to decide which 2 or 3 'Fantasy Themes' to blow up to almost poster size but I am simply at a loss. I am having the hardest of hard times deciding!&amp;nbsp; So then I decided to recruit some help.&amp;nbsp; I asked some friends on Facebook, some of my friends on I ♥ Faces and now wanted to ask thoughts/opinions from my blogger friends. &amp;nbsp; Can you help share your input by please letting me know which top 2/3 images you like the most and would choose to be the 'blown up' ones?&amp;nbsp; This is SUPER important to me also because it will be my VERY FIRST major means of advertising for my Small Photography Business. All I've done so far is just 'freebies' for family, friends, and a few friends of my friends, but I really would like to make some income if possible.&amp;nbsp; I also do take traditional portraits, which I asked if I can blow up or at least put some of these printed out in a frame to display at my 'booth' which they said was fine. For those portraits my husband helped me pick these and we both agree with them so I don't feel I need the help in choosing.&amp;nbsp; But with these fantasy images I'm very 'on the fence' about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;I realize a lot of people, especially some people of different faiths at church&amp;nbsp; (where the event is being held at as well; a nearby church),&amp;nbsp;may not be 'into' Fantasy type themes which is why I did take the liberty of adding some scripture verses to some of the scenes as long as it matched well to show that with the Biblical Scripture included the 'fantasy scene' ccan still be a lovely one, however I will never plan on working with fantasy scenes that include dragons, magic balls, tarot cards or the such. &amp;nbsp; However, I will inform anybody who asks me or approaches my booth that I can add anything; a Biblical Scripture verse, a quote, poem, whatever that customer/client would like so they are aware it's not limited to just a specific wording.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, so here are the 12 images I am trying my hardest to pick just 2, maybe 3 from.&amp;nbsp; Now FYI, the poll above may only allow to pick one option so if it does than I ask that you please use the poll to select your absolute favorite over all of them, and then if you wouldn't mind commenting about the other 2 images you would pick.&amp;nbsp; This is for a good cause&amp;nbsp;going&amp;nbsp;towards&amp;nbsp;'Mothers Against Hunger' and I also agreed for the cause to do either a free photo shoot for the raffle they will be&amp;nbsp;having or creating a 'Fantasy/FairyTale' image with which ever scene the winner desires and adding their selected photo to it free of charge to them, and obviously once completed giving them the print out at no&amp;nbsp;cost to them as well.&amp;nbsp; (The other booth supporters are also being asked to give something of their services, talents, crafts, or whatnot as part of the 'silent auction' give-away for raffle winners, which too will go to "Mothers Against Hunger".&amp;nbsp; Again, thanks for participating and for all your support. It means A HUGE deal to me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;Blessings and Kind Regards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;Sarah Cecilia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;** &lt;/b&gt;I just realized that this poll generator will only allow up to 9 votes, which left out photo #8 below of the girl laying on the moon holding a rose with the heart frame around the image, &amp;nbsp;#6&amp;nbsp;of the 'Simple&amp;nbsp;Girl' holding the&amp;nbsp;rose in her pretty gown&amp;nbsp;sitting on the grass in front of the pond,&amp;nbsp;showing her reflection in the water and the newest one I just added tonight #12, of&amp;nbsp;the little girl on the hill overlooking the village below holding up her latern 'letting her light shine'.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;If you would like to&amp;nbsp;include either of those in your choice of one of the 3 you'd suggest to blow up, than simply just include that in any comments you'd like to share. &lt;b&gt;If you prefer not to use the voting pole above just leave a comment below on which top 3 you would pick to blow up at a church event for "Mothers Against Hunger" and you can also use the comment area to suggest any Bible Verse that might go well with any of the images that don't currently have one. &lt;br /&gt;
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Here, this top photo is the original picture presented on the 'Fix It Friday' post for today's photo challenge and below are a couple of the changes I made to it.&amp;nbsp; Though I stated I had just a few minutes to 'kill', this actually took me approx. 1 hour and then&amp;nbsp; some simply because I am still learning a lot from my PhotoShop CS4 and other tutorials.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully my wonderful husband purchased the book 'PhotoShop CS4; The Missing Manual'...'that should have been in the box.' LOL.&amp;nbsp; He probably did this because he got tired of listening to my constant threats of tossing the laptop over the moon.....ha, ha, ha!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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As always, go easy on me, as I just recently became a New Photographer, but as I'm doing photo shoots only periodically, I have noticed that I really do enjoy taking photo's of children the most and then 'playing' with artwork around them with themes and whatnot.&amp;nbsp; I know there's a 'name' for this type of Photographer but I don't remember what it is for now.&amp;nbsp; You are welcome to check out some of my other 'fantasy' themed photo's that I've added some clients children into on my Photography Website by clicking on my business name and then clicking on the image that reads: 'New! Fantasy 'Heavenly' themed Images' at:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.christiancreationsphotography.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Christian Creations Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; (The site is also still a work in progress so bare with me if you will.)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORIGINAL PHOTO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately my biggest downfall in getting this precious girl to look like an even more gorgeous&amp;nbsp;Princess than she already does&amp;nbsp;is that I wasn't able to get the resolution quite right enough when I shrunk her down to size.&amp;nbsp; I tried my best though and I'm still in the process of learning through Photoshop CS4, so I'm at least pleased with what I was able to do though I'm not completely satisfied with the end result overall of her sweet face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I used a variety of programs when working on this beauty, some online aids and tutorials as well as my own software such as Photoshop CS4 and &lt;a href="http://www.portraitprofessional.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Portrait Professional Studio 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I obviously enhanced her eye color, used the dodging tool to lighten up some of the shadows on the right side of her face and then added a very slight touch of peach(ish) blush to her cheeks to brighten her up just a bit more.&amp;nbsp; After that I used some help from a long time back previous tutorial on &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.ning.com/"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2009/10/inspiration-adding-fantasy-to-your.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;'Adding Fantasy To Your Photo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://endlesslightcreations.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Amanda Johnston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which has been a GREAT inspiration to me, not to mention loads of fun in this top castle Princess theme!!!&amp;nbsp; (I know the little girl isn't quite as focused&amp;nbsp;in this&amp;nbsp;castle window, but like I mentioned when I shrunk her down to size, the resolution didn't quite work out for me, not sure why though&amp;nbsp;since when I downloaded&amp;nbsp;the photo I did so in the best and highest&amp;nbsp;resolution possible.)&amp;nbsp; If you do decide to check out my Photography website mentioned above in blue, than you'll be able to view a different image of this same castle where I was able to input the little girl to look more 'realistic' looking out of the castle window.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 1st&amp;nbsp;'Fix It' Princess looking out of Castle Theme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Photo 'Fix It'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Below is just another photo I changed the image to Sepia to give her a vintage look but I still kept some of the color with the simple bow I added to the cutest tiny pony tail on top of her hair, as well as kept the color in her eyes sharp and bold, added a flower earring, which I was skeptical on doing, and then just for Valentine fun added a 'kiss' mark 'from Mom' to her little cheek!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;3rd 'Fix It'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a simple black and white change to the portrait but still keeping the key colors for 'POP' with her beautiful blue eyes, the highlight teeny rubberband around her 'pony tail'....(so cute it cracks me up!), a touch of color to her lips (though personally I was going for just a wet lip gloss look, but somehow screwed that one up! **blush**) and added a Matte frame border around her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I truly love this book because it not only teaches my kids in a way they can understand it EASILY, but it's putting the Living Word of God in their hearts, soul and mind, especially when I&amp;nbsp; read it to them before they go to sleep at night.&amp;nbsp; I try to imagine their little minds in their beds reflecting back on what we had just read from this Bible and it brings a smile not only on my face but in my soul knowing that they'll fall asleep with the knowledge from what we just read in God's Word.&lt;br /&gt;
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The BIG PICTURE Story Bible is written by David Helm and Illustrated by Gail Schoonmaker, which both of them appear to have been a great team in the making of this Bible.&amp;nbsp; It's a thick hardback book of 451 pages, however from my understand the paperback cover is available for purchase as well.&amp;nbsp; Which brings me to another point I love about the design of this hardcover book; though it has the typical paper lining over the hardcover, when this bookcover lining comes off the hardcover title,&amp;nbsp; (and at times hypothetically get torn or lost) the hardcover title page itself has the exact illustration images that the cover lining did as well.&amp;nbsp; I don't know about any of you parent's but this is a nice and blessed treat for me, as often times when I've purchased a children hardback book when the paper cover comes off of the hardback front the actual hardback is bare and plain and most of the time just reads the title of the book on the Spine on the outside.&amp;nbsp; So I personally love that this team of two took that extra step in creating the physical part of the hardback front and back&amp;nbsp; to be just as illustrated as the paper book cover itself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Oh and I also forgot to remember to add another feature I love about this book.&amp;nbsp; Instead of your young ones, or maybe even older one's who would benefit from learning about The Word of God&amp;nbsp;through this Bible as they first begin their journey in serving and obeying The Lord, is that this book also asks questions to get your child to think such as when Adam and Eve were in the Garden of Eden being approached by Satan the snake, the book asks 'What would you do&amp;nbsp;if you were in this situation?&amp;nbsp; Would you obey God's command to NOT eat this fruit from the Tree of Life or would you be tempted to believe in the words of Satan?&amp;nbsp; This alone brings up a time to stop reading and allow your kids to dig deep, explaining the full meaning of temptation from their every day life and perspective so they'll understand and applying these facts to this story in The Bible.&amp;nbsp; I can tell you from experience in reading this Bible to my 4 and 6 year old that some of these questions really helps me as their mother to fully get an idea of how they understand and perceive things so that I can guide and teach them in any areas that I notice they don't quite get.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I've taken a few photo's of the book that Crossways mailed to me, which on the back of it says it retails in US for $24.99 for this hardcover edition, but I don't doubt you can order the paperback for a whole lot less.&amp;nbsp; I just like to get the hardbacks, even though I didn't request it from Crossways, because it last lots longer and when I store it on our living room bookshelf it doesn't get easily crumpled from fitting in with all the other tons of Christian rescourse books we hold for our family, friends to borrow from, and even our kids.&amp;nbsp; If you have little ones I strongly recommend this easy to read and understanding of 'The BIG PICTURE Story Bible'&amp;nbsp; If you're interested in owning this Bible for your youngsters, you can visit Crossway's website @ &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crossway.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;http://www.crossway.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Or if you simply click on this top image of The Big Picture Story Bible book below it will directly take you to the exact page&amp;nbsp;for ordering this Bible at Crossway's official website.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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If you already own this book or have read it somewhere than I'd love to get your input on this book as well.&amp;nbsp; It would be great to hear from you so please don't hesitate in sharing!&amp;nbsp; ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. A slight push or shake.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. To push against gently.&lt;br /&gt;
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This morning at church Jesse and I sat listening to Paster Redd's message on ways to change the world by 'nudging' it;&amp;nbsp;nudging it to be a better place; nudging it in an effort for as many followers of Christ to 'nudge' their world toward Jesus by doing simple acts of kindness to people through the week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Each week there is a different suggestion or activity that is designed to help and encourage the people around us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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You can follow the Nudge the World Project on Facebook by joining the group: 2010 - Nudging the World - One Act at a Time or by clicking the image below to link you to their blog.&amp;nbsp; This weeks message on our assignment for nudging our world is to recognize a need in someone, anyone and fill that need of theirs, whether it be emotional (being a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, ect.), spiritual (offering to pray for that persons needs or sitting with them at church for possibly their first time), physical (helping a fallen man, woman, or child get up, mowing a yard of a widow you recently learned of, ect.), financially (volunteering to pay for the groceries of a person/family struggling with their bugdet, wondering how they're going to make ends meet...), ect...&lt;br /&gt;
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There are a lot of 'needs' surrounding us every day and the Bible teaches us that as we give to the needs of those around us we are also giving unto God.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;37"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?' &lt;br /&gt;
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40"The King replied, &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for Me.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;
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Click on the 'world button image' below to read more about Pastor Redd's message on 'Nudging Your World', then come back and then&amp;nbsp;come back&amp;nbsp;to my blog&amp;nbsp;to grab (copy/paste)&amp;nbsp;the code underneath the 'Nudge Your World' to add to your own site or blog as a button to encourage others that you are&amp;nbsp; committment in Nudging your World and&amp;nbsp; invite&amp;nbsp;them to join you in&amp;nbsp;doing the same.&amp;nbsp; Together&amp;nbsp;we can&amp;nbsp;make a difference in&amp;nbsp;our neighborhoods,&amp;nbsp;community, the world..&amp;nbsp; Let's 'nudge' the World together for Him!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nudgetheworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nudgetheworld.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I invite you to follow along through Facebook by joining the group here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#/group.php?gid=229151039227"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Nudge Your World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(however if you do not already have a Facebook account you can open one by clicking&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and don't worry it is absolutely free), and I also encourage you to share this post with others through the 'share' widget underneath my signature, plus please let Pastor&amp;nbsp;Mark Redd or myself know about&amp;nbsp;a way, whether big or small, that you yourself have nudged your own world for HIM.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Be blessed and together we CAN nudge this world to make a positive impact on our community through a simple act of kindness, which, I can speak from my own personal experience makes a world of difference and is so appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;
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And so here I am talking with you. I want you to find the needy here, right in your own home first. And begin love there. For we must bring that presence of God into your family, for the family that prays together, stays together.&amp;nbsp; Be that good news to your own people first.&amp;nbsp; Then&amp;nbsp;find out about your next-door neighbors;&amp;nbsp;find out what their needs are;&amp;nbsp;a need&amp;nbsp;for a friend, some company? A need for someone to pick up some groceries they don't have the transportation to get&amp;nbsp;on their own?&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Do you even know who your neighbors are? If not I challenge and ask you to pray, asking God for guidance and strength, especially if this is new to you, to find out who&amp;nbsp;these (your) &amp;nbsp;neighbors around you are.&amp;nbsp; If you need additional questions or support in this, please click the globe image above to take you to the 'Nudge Your World' blog which should answer some questions on ways to serve the world around you. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This is a repost from last year during the Christmas season.&amp;nbsp; Thought it was worth the repeat!&amp;nbsp; :D&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Merry CHRISTmas family and friends!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE JESUS CAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;In hopes that Jesus would not come there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;The children were dressing to crawl into bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;When out of the East there arose such a clatter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Away to the window I flew like a flash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;When what to my wondering eyes should appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;The light of His face made me cover my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;In the Book of Life which He held in His hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Was written the name of every saved man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;When He said "it's not here" my head hung in shame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;The people whose names had been written with love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;He gathered to take to His Father above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;With those who were ready He rose without a sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;While all the rest were left standing around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I fell to my knees, but it was too late;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Oh, if only I had been ready tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;The coming of Jesus is drawing near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;There's only one life and when comes the last call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;We'll find that the Bible was true after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;I bought this poem (written by Dianne Frances Donenfeld in 1947) over a decade ago and bring it out every Christmas. It's beautifully framed and has a background image (different from the one above) of a huge angel blowing a horn announcing the arrival of Christ. So the question that comes to mind is; are you ready for His return if Christ arrived tonight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My husband is the pickiest husband to shop for; I mean &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; picky.&amp;nbsp; One year he mentioned he wanted a tool box that would be easy to lift atop of a ladder (but not a tool belt mind you), so I bought him what I thought was a nice, but simple hard plastic toolbox.&amp;nbsp; Upon opening the gift he said (of course a 'safe' save on his part) that he liked the gift only to ask me later if he could exchange if for a Craftsman metal toolbox.&amp;nbsp; This threw me for a loop because I thought being metal would be more difficult for him to carry, especially with the added weight of metal tools, measuring tapes, screws, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A little&amp;nbsp;saddened by his desire to exchange the gift I had put a lot of thought into (not to mention got on sale), I slightly and relunctantly gave into his desire to exchange the item, though it meant it would no longer be something 'I' got for him.&amp;nbsp; We decided that year that because he is so very hard to shop for that from then on out we would emplement something similar that a friend of ours does for hard to shop family folk; they take a magazine or two to their liking and circle several items that they would purchase themselves if they were doing the ordering.&amp;nbsp; Then they leave that magazine 'out' for anyone (in my case my husband left it out for me), and this made it easy and secured that I would be giving my husband a Christmas present I knew, that I knew he would enjoy.&amp;nbsp; It also allowed for a small sense of surprise since he had circled several items he would have no clue as to which one I picked out to gift him with.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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So last year the twist came when we had walked into a local Christian book store and&amp;nbsp;my husband&amp;nbsp;had seen a beautiful display of&amp;nbsp; 'gifts' the Three Wise Men had presented to Christ upon hearing about His birth.&amp;nbsp; My husband showed a very obvious love for the way the replocated gift was displayed in the store and thought it would be a tremendous tool to use in teaching our children about the fine presents Christ had received.&amp;nbsp; Even though, yes, he&amp;nbsp;really wanted to use this&amp;nbsp;display for&amp;nbsp;a teaching method for&amp;nbsp;our two young ones, he also was very impressed with the&amp;nbsp;overall look, weight, and craftiness of the entire display.&amp;nbsp; So needless to say,&amp;nbsp;I kept my 'eye' on that item in that local store and when I had heard they were selling out of the&amp;nbsp;few boxes they had I decided it was a &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; have, not just my husband, but for the whole family.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty penny I won't lie, but worth every 1/2 cent. &lt;br /&gt;
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So even though this is a gift given from myself to my husband I am happy to say it has never once been asked for an exchange, regift, or other item in it's place.&amp;nbsp; Though this item was on the pricey side (as I leaned to mentioning above) both hubby and I feel it's already been a tremendous blessing in our household.&amp;nbsp; Our 6 and 4 year seem to finally be understanding the &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt; meaning of Christmas and we have seen in their eyes this year the precious joy they are finding in the salvation of knowing what Christ has done as a genuine sacrificial love for them both (though our 4 year old is still trying to grasp the concept of this all).&lt;br /&gt;
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Such a simple gift but in all actuality it is the only 'real' gift that is of importance in teaching our children the intense, incredible, love that so many others including Kings had adorned Him with even before his first birthday.&amp;nbsp; This teaching of 'Christ's Gifts' is a new tradition in our family, one that follows an older tradition that we've done since both our children were infants and that is the eve before Chirstmas we go to our local grocery store and buy 2 &amp;nbsp;metalic birthday balloons that read 'Happy Birthday' and we pray, dedicating them to Christ and both 'Jewel' and 'Mr. Happy' joyfully release the balloons up to Heaven for Christ to 'receive'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Just recently I had learned that &lt;a href="http://www.orientaltrading.com/ui/browse/processRequest.do?sku=36/429&amp;amp;requestURI=processProductsCatalog"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Oriental Trading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; actually sells entire party packages for 'Happy Birthday Jesus' supplies to celebrate His special day.&amp;nbsp; I had never known this before and when I did a Google search for 'Jesus Birthday Balloon' their site popped right up; they have party hats, party plates, balloons, even banners that read 'Happy Birthday Jesus!'.&amp;nbsp;(You can view them by click on the&amp;nbsp;link above if you're curious or interested yourself).&amp;nbsp;This really, really touched me and I think I might just order a few of the balloons and party hats for the kids, and my husband and I.&amp;nbsp; If there's one thing I pray above everything else is that my kids know the TRUE meaning of Christmas and not allow it to be sugar coated with 'eating supper with Santa' at church or various other confusing and misleading (in mine and my husbands opinions at least) messages, especially for such young and impressionable minds at the ages of 4 and 6.&amp;nbsp; Of course we do not judge how others choose to celebrate their holidays, especially Christmas, but for us and our household Christmas is to Holy to sugarcoat it with anything other than the truth; Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;
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In this we also read our kids the kids storybook (for their age of understanding) "My Merry Christmas and The Real Reason For Christmas Joy" by Linda Clearwater.&amp;nbsp; This age appropriate book gives insight to all the clues as to a lot of traditions like stringing lights, decorating the tree, opening Christmas gifts, and ultimately the real purpose for Christmas Joy; Jesus Christ, a gift to all who are willing and open to receive Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you have young children yourself and would like for them to understand the meaning behing the Christmas tree 'topper' or other traditions this is a great book that we personally have found our own children to understand very easily.&amp;nbsp; I hope that the small photo's of this book that I am sharing gives you a clear understanding as to the meaning behind this book in case it is something that may appeal to you as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Merry Christmas and may the Good Lord be with all of you the season, guiding and leading us all into His perfect plan of Salvation for all the World to know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Every since I've been taking one on one Professional Photography classes with an awesome Professional Photographer I've been snapping away like a mad woman.&amp;nbsp; A click, click here, and a click, click there....here a click, there a click, everywhere a click, click.&amp;nbsp; LOL...sorry just couldn't resist.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Hope ya'll enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; This one was actually taken prior to my Photography classes beginning so knowing what I know now I probably would have had the ISO set differently to prevent some of the 'noise' you can slightly see on her face, but none-the-less, we still think we captured a nice, rare and unexpected shot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Love it!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Laura for sharing this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As most of my family and friends know, my husband sometimes works odd hours which makes it difficult for me to sleep some nights.&amp;nbsp; Well Saturday night was one of those nights; he had to work late which made it super difficult for me to sleep that night.&amp;nbsp; So I did what I do best (being a night owl and all) by staying up multitasking with watching bits and pieces of whatever was on TV and working on photo's with my laptop.&amp;nbsp; (In case you didn't know I am taking Professional Photography classes one on one with a Photography Instructor who is every so patient with me, but also tells me like it is as well as practicing and learning other Photography techniques and Photoshop CS4).&amp;nbsp; So with both of these task that interchange well with one another I can stay pretty busy most nights that my hubby is called to work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now, where was I?&amp;nbsp; Okay so my hubby worked Saturday night and knowing that he'd be too exhausted to attend Sunday School and&amp;nbsp;Service I was determined to make it to Church with just myself, daughter, and son.&amp;nbsp; Problem was I didn't fall asleep until approx. 3-4 AM, which made it extremely difficult for me to wake up Sunday morning for church.&amp;nbsp; Everything in me wanted to just stay home but I knew if I didn't go for myself that I at least needed to be a good example&amp;nbsp;for my children and attend.&amp;nbsp; I lay there in bed while drifting back to sleep but praying in my mind asking the Lord to please help me find the energy and strength to get the day started RIGHT.&amp;nbsp; Of course and as always, The Holy Spirit gives me that strength but in a rather unusual way.&amp;nbsp; Our just turned 6 year old daughter entered our bedroom fully dressed with pink sock in hand filled with coins from her piggy bank.&amp;nbsp; She said 'Mom, we're ready to go to church and I put money from my piggy bank into&amp;nbsp;my sock and my brothers sock to give to God.&amp;nbsp; Are you ready to go mom?'&amp;nbsp; Of course I slurped up &lt;strike&gt;my drool&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;a drink of&amp;nbsp;water and tried to get my eyelids open, but it did do the 'trick'.&amp;nbsp; I knew that &lt;em&gt;I knew&lt;/em&gt; I had to get up and &lt;em&gt;fast&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Since my&amp;nbsp;kids were&amp;nbsp;basically dressed all I mainly had to do was make their breakfast, remind them to brush their teeth and do both of their hairs; well and also rush to get my own self dressed and ready.&lt;br /&gt;
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So with kids and coins&amp;nbsp;stuffed down&amp;nbsp;thier socks in tow we made it to church just 10 min. late for Sunday School.&amp;nbsp; My daughter's Children's Church wasn't scheduled that day so she sat with me in 'big' Church while my son stayed in his designated room.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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My daughter was restless during Sunday School, which was an awesome lesson by the way, but as soon as it was over she was ecstatic and eager to give her offering to God.&amp;nbsp; She walked up to our Pastor before church began&amp;nbsp;and said 'Here, this is my money for God.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He looked down at her and basically told her nicely that when the 'plate' passes to put it in there and it will be used for God's glory.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Little did we know that during the service,&amp;nbsp;right before&amp;nbsp;the time to collect the tithes and offerings, our Pastor, Mark Redd, was sharing how a little girl had just made the decision to accept Christ into her heart,&amp;nbsp;and then he proceeded to say he wanted to share something else with the congregation.&amp;nbsp; His exact words aren't memorized by me but it was something like 'This morning a little girl came up to me and gave me something from her heart...." 'Ms. Jewel', 'Ms. Jewel', where are you at?"&amp;nbsp; It dawned on me that he was talking about &lt;em&gt;my Jewel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Well wouldn't you know it that 'Ms. Jewel' wanted to be on the upstairs portion of the Church so I allowed that, so when Pastor called her he was searching for her where my husband and I typically sit; always on the ground level.&amp;nbsp; Finally I stood up and quickly walked 'Ms. Jewel' over to the stairs and told her to quickly walk/run down them and go up to our Pastor while he was still calling her.&amp;nbsp; She was a little apprehensive walking so far away from me, but brave at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I stayed standing at the top of the stairs and she made certain to turn around and make sure I was still there more than once.&amp;nbsp; I was.&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;br /&gt;
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Pastor Redd got down to her level in front of the congregation and talked to the church saying 'This morning 'Ms. Jewel' walked up to me and told me that she had something to give....', then he looked at her and asked her in the microphone 'Ms. Jewel, remember when you walked up to me this morning with this, this, uh envelope (I think he was perplexed because at first it was&amp;nbsp;in a pink sock but later 'Ms. Jewel' decided she didn't want to give God a semi dirty sock so we quickly tried to lay out all the coins totalling $1.54, on the pew and shove them in an offering enveloped; hoping that the thing wouldn't burst open.) So I believe (not sure) that's why Pastor Redd stumbled a bit when he didn't see the sock.&amp;nbsp; Personally I think the sock affect would have been a bigger presentation to represent a childs mindset and thinking to store her money and present it to God, but I also think Pastor Redd probably knew that mommy made the decision that it was better kept if placed in a proper envelope (though truth be told we really were planning on just putting the whole coin with sock in the plate, but it was 'Ms. Jewel' who suddenly decided that she didn't want God to have a semi-dirty sock! lol Too cute and so sensitive to Him!&amp;nbsp; I was a little more than impressed!).&amp;nbsp; Pastor Redd asked 'Ms. Jewel', as he balanced around the heavy envelope of coins&amp;nbsp; "Did you come up to me this morning to give this to me for God?", 'Ms. Jewel', "Yes!".&amp;nbsp; "And what's in here?" 'Ms. Jewel' "Money!", "And where did you get this money from?" 'Ms. Jewel' "My Piggy Bank!".&amp;nbsp; "And who do you want to give it to?"&amp;nbsp; 'Ms. Jewel' "God!!", to which Pastor Redd began a small discussion to the congregation about how if a little child wants to give to the Lord, how much more should we be joyfull about it, and then of course he proceeded to joke by saying "So if you want to pour in your IRA, 401K, Savings Account...."&amp;nbsp; lol.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It was a good last 7 days for 'Ms. Jewel' because not only was I proud of her for offering to God on her very own but also her Kindergarten teacher called me direct to tell me that she is doing super well and her and 2 other students are actually the higher readers&amp;nbsp; in the class, she's responding better in class, and getting assignments done in a timely manner, when before she had a very hard time with this.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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It just feels good when your kids are doing well and loving it.&amp;nbsp; Everything seems to be going smoothly&amp;nbsp;and big Jesse and I couldn't be happier!&amp;nbsp; There's more to share that's happened within the past 2 weeks that have made us proud of our&amp;nbsp;kids but&amp;nbsp;I'll save that for another day.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;To God be ALL the Glory!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I swore I would never do it, but last year I couldn't resist when my two young children had their leapster handhelds and the original price of the games are $24.99.&amp;nbsp; Well last year 'Black Friday' (Don't know why they call it that.) they had all the leapster hand held games at Target for&amp;nbsp;just $10 each!!!&amp;nbsp; There were a few other items I took advantage of as well and truly in the end it really was a big savings.&amp;nbsp; And personally I didn't run in to any chaos or crazy shoppers like I feared.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;So I for one, am going to ATTEMPT to stand in the long lines outside again only if there are great super savings on items wanted/needed.&amp;nbsp; Our family is planning a budget this year since last year we went WAAAAY overboard and overspent, yes, even with the savings from 'black Friday'.&amp;nbsp; If anybody asks us what our kids want we will kindly tell them we would really appreciate educational toys/gadgets/whatnot.&amp;nbsp; Of course we'll get them at least one nice toy that is non educational that they really long for, but other than that we really want to limit their gifts to just education, but fun education.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Here is a very disturbing picture; at least for us anyhow (actually I had to take the photo in sections to get the full affect, and this wasn't even the ALL OF IT!)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp ; we took of our kids and ALL the abundance of toys that just our &lt;strong&gt;two&lt;/strong&gt; kids got all in one day!!!!&amp;nbsp; My husband and I looked at this photo recently and realized that all these toys were WAY too much for just two kids ages 3 and 5 last year.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention all of those toys&amp;nbsp;are a HUGE reason why &lt;br /&gt;
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both our kids bedrooms are often a big mess.&amp;nbsp; AND, the toys, in our personal family opinions, isn't even the reason behind&amp;nbsp; Christmas anyhow!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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So whatever you decide I completely respect it, as I have been on both sides of the fence with this.&amp;nbsp; Of course we've already asked my husbands parents if our kids can stay overnight at their home and they are okay with this.&amp;nbsp; So my biggest struggle now isn't anything except going to bed early (I'm a night owl) and making sure I really wake up to get in the lines early, like at 4 AM.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now mind you, my husband and I did not get all of these gifts for our two kids.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a combination of us, and a ton of kind loving family and friends.&amp;nbsp; Now I don't know if this seems like a lot to you but even for us as adults we felt incredibly overwelmed!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twas the month before Christmas*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When all through our land,*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not a Christian was praying*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor taking a stand.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See the PC Police had taken away,*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The reason for Christmas - no one could say.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The children were told by their schools not to sing,*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December 25th is just a ' Holiday '.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something was changing, something quite odd! *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In hopes to sell books by Franken &amp;amp; Fonda.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are words that were used to intimidate me.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not Happy Holiday !*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please, all Christians join together and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish everyone you meet during the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holidays a MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a truly powerful video that I posted this same time last year as Christmas approached. It is a skit that was performed at a church by Lighthouse and it is a constant reminder of how life's distractions, interruptions, and influences can pull us further and further from our King, Jesus Christ and yet He still remains faithful to seek and save us. If you've seen it before, as I have many times, it doesn't make it any less worth replaying over and over. I know that for me, every time I do, I end up sobbing as if I were a child again. This clip will bring you to your knees and draw you closer and deeper in desiring to surrender every thing about who you are to Him, the One who loves you more than anyone or anything else possibly ever can. The music and drama are perfect together so make sure you turn the volume up and get ready to have an intimate moment with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;CRUCIAL:&lt;/b&gt;  If you know someone that has been tugging on your heart to minister to than be brave, strong, and confident in Him that He placed that person on your heart for a reason so please pray for them and consider offering to show this clip to them as well.   Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;If you don't see me keeping up on my posts you'll know the reason why. However I will still stop in from time to time to visit Facebook, Twitter, and even do some photo editing posts on my blogs, but I won't be planning on doing anything in depth like I used to awhile back. There is so much on my plate right now and momma needs a break from it all, so if anything I would love to have some of you dear one's pray that I get that at least. I love my kiddo's and though my 6 yr. old is in Kindergarten I'm still at home with my 4 year old who wants ALL of mommies attention, which is impossible when I have housework, my Photography business, and other errands to run, as most mom's know. I do spend time with him when it comes to academics and preparing him for school, but he also wants me to me his main playmate while his sister is at school which I can do for a bit, but I'm simply just not very good at that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;I ask humbly that you pray that God gives me the desire to meet&amp;nbsp;my son's&amp;nbsp;needs and affections as well as Him giving me the strength and energy to do the motherly and wifely (sp) things that NEEDS to get done, as well as spending time in the Word.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I don't know how long my 'blog-cation' will last but I imagine it will be for at least a month of so, except for my photo editing with&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Faces&lt;/a&gt; which I love to take part in to make me a better Photographer. &lt;br /&gt;
Thanks my wonderful friends for understanding.&amp;nbsp; Love you all and hugs from the heart!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Third edit I did with keeping the body of her photo in black and white but punching out the red ribbon in her headband and keeping her blue eyes to POP!&amp;nbsp;So whatcha think? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I do&amp;nbsp;have another edit that I worked on but for some reason I can't locate it. (I love editing and working on photo's and will get better as soon as I get my Photoshop CS4, hopefully sooner than later.) For now I can't&amp;nbsp;fine my other edit&amp;nbsp;probably due to&amp;nbsp;the hundreds of thousands of photo's that I have saved on my laptop....gotta get rid of a lot of those so my computer with work faster....my bad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But these are good for now; I think at least. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2009/10/fix-it-friday-32-hands-on-photo-editing.html"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Faces&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to check out more of the awesome edits other members created to this little princess. You'll be glad you did. &amp;nbsp; I checked many other entries out and they were awesome, and that is an understatement!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This little girl&amp;nbsp;certainly is&amp;nbsp;a doll, isn't she?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is an about 6 or so months ago&amp;nbsp;photo&amp;nbsp;of my youngest son.&amp;nbsp; Someone had purchased the famous game 'Don't Spill the Beans', which he absolutely got a 'kick' out of.&amp;nbsp; He got the concept right away and when he won the 'non-spilling' of the beans I had to take out my camera to capture his look.&amp;nbsp; He was ecstatic to win the game over big sister, mommy and daddy combined.&amp;nbsp; Seriously I don't know how he did it because I remember playing this game as a kid and I rocked at it!&amp;nbsp; It's not the most flattering photo of him with his belly showing but it clearly shows the excitment on his face from being the champaign of this preschool game!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp; personally love it!&lt;br /&gt;
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I didn't do very much editing to this young handsome prince because I am limited on the kind of software I can work with.&amp;nbsp; I was however able to make some subtle changes like smoothing and cleaning up his skin some and removing the little smudge that was on his nose.&amp;nbsp; I also added a reflection glare to his eyes, and brightened his teeth up a bit as well as opened his eyes up some more.&amp;nbsp; On the second image I applied the Sephia look to make the image look like an older photo; just for fun. And my third editing job&amp;nbsp;looks similar to&amp;nbsp;my first edit but I didn't do as well with removing some of the hair shadows at the top of his hair line, but I do like how I was able to make his eyes stand out even a bit more&amp;nbsp;by making them a brighter blue&amp;nbsp;and even the coloring of his shirt is more blue,&amp;nbsp;but I'm still learning&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;how to edit photo's better so I won't lie to you&amp;nbsp;because I still have&amp;nbsp;a ways to go in my learning. &amp;nbsp;And in my fourth and final edit&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;just changed&amp;nbsp;his eye color to a more greenish tint, again&amp;nbsp;just for the fun of it.&amp;nbsp; I know the last two photo's&amp;nbsp;have too much orange/red in his hair&amp;nbsp;line which again I'm working on&amp;nbsp;but will have to wait to get the right&amp;nbsp;editing software for such things as this.&amp;nbsp; So again, please go easy on me!&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Even with or without my editing you can see what a fine little boy this guy&amp;nbsp;truly is!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;When I was a little girl it was always a vision of mine, put there by God, to be a mom; that's it, that's all I've always wanted to be, except for a short season when I desperately wanted to be an actress from watching that series '&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fame_(1982_TV_series)"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' every week. And then of course there was the show '&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0075488/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;CHiPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;' and I thought I was instantly 'in love' with Larry Wilcox,&amp;nbsp;Eric Estrada's partner. Okay so I know this really ages me by bringing up a show from the 1970's but so be it...lol....the point of this post is to vent out my own frustrations on everything I wish I was&amp;nbsp;but am not. I know it seems like such a 'downer' to read on such negativity but trust me the end will bring the glory to where it's supposed to be....&lt;br /&gt;
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As many of my friends know by reading my testimony and how I was raised it wasn't a very pretty picture but even through the very rough times I still recall always playing with my dolls, especially my famous &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=11037932"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Baby Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and couldn't WAIT for the day I became a real mom in true life. As a young child I was seeing through rose colored glasses imagining that being a mom would be the most perfect job in all the world to have; I would love my kids to the deepest parts of my heart and would cuddle with them constantly, play with the daily, would never raise my voice at them or make them do homework if they didn't feel up to it. I envisioned the role of being 'mom' would be the best thing ever and could not imagine anything better than doing this....that is until I grew up a little more and my sister had her two kids. I instantly fell in love with both of them as they were perfect in my eyes and so super precious. She was the first of me and 3 older siblings to have kids so it was a lovely welcoming addition to the family when she did. She was a good mom and loved her little boys tenderly but as a new mom she had the typical challenges that all moms face but they were tripled since she was just a teenager. When her first son was an infant/baby things went fairly smoothly but as he turned into a toddler things became more complicated, as we all know that those years are very 'trying' in themselves, even for my own mother who helped my sister by trying to offer advice and support. &lt;br /&gt;
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I witnessed my sister do a lot of very 'right', loving, nurturing and 'motherly' things but I also watched her struggle quite a bit as well, but I will give it to her that she did try as best as she knew how at her age and with our upbringing. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think it was during those years of trial and error with raising her two sons that I began to question my own mothering career, even though it was far into the future. A couple of years later my very best friend at the time, also as a teenager, gave birth to her beautiful daughter who I ended up helping her raise from her baby/toddler years up until she was 13 years old. Now her daughter is a thriving 19 yr. old serving in the Army and I couldn't be more proud of her strength and confidence to tackle on such a demanding and critical a job&amp;nbsp;such as this. Even while helping my friend to raise her was not how I ever imagined things would be, so why is it that I somehow got this 'fairy tale' type of mothering role play into my head to begin with??&lt;br /&gt;
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I've been pondering this a lot lately because I know one thing is for sure and this is that I did not get this 'fairy tale' image from my own family morals, values, and practices so I can only assume that this might be the rare time I actually credit the television for doing something super good; engraving my thought process to understand and hope that being a mother was so very, very grand. But the true facts are that although being a mother is extremely grand, amazing, rewarding, educational, filled with intense love and protection, and all the other yummy stuff that goes with it, being a mom is also over-glamorized, exhausting, over worked, and under paid. I know many of moms, including myself that survive off of less than 5-6 hours of sleep most nights, are getting pooped on, peed on, thrown up on, slipping on toys in nearly every room in the home, trying to keep every square foot of the home cleaned and sanitized, works like a maid to do the dishes that pile up at least 3 times a day, stay on top of the laundry piles that magically grow on their own, attempt to make at least 3 decent meals in a 24 hour day, run errands like going to the grocery store, picking up odds and ends here and there, help their kids with homework assignments, (and&amp;nbsp;throw in the mix one of her kids suddenly get ill), &amp;nbsp;put effort into making sure her husband has&amp;nbsp;his work&amp;nbsp;or church clothes pressed, getting their own children dressed....and in the mist of all of these things (and tons more that I've failed to mention) a mother still desires to do the most important role modeling of spending quality time with her kids by holding them, playing with them, reading to them, nurturing them when needed, and most importantly in my eyes being an example of a Proverbs woman; a mom who fears the Lord and works diligently at trying to obey and please God. &lt;br /&gt;
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On that note I am not that mom, though I wish I were. Some days I fail; sometimes I leave the house wondering if I even brushed my teeth! Other times I don't spend the kind of quality time with my two kids like I should and I feel&amp;nbsp;every so guilty&amp;nbsp;about this. And even worse when my young ones want to watch SpongeBob, I&amp;nbsp;cuddle&amp;nbsp; up right there with them and&amp;nbsp;watch it too.&amp;nbsp; LOL! &amp;nbsp;I hardly cook the way I wish I could as I am&amp;nbsp;horrible in the kitchen. When it comes to picking up my Kindergartner I dread it because coming home with the homework that my daughter has is more than a migraine since it takes a super long time for her to do even a coloring page. I, shamefully, am not as nurturing as a mother that I wish I was.&amp;nbsp;Now sharing this isn't to say that I think I'm a bad mom because I don't believe I am; just rather that &lt;em&gt;I'd like to be a much better mom than I currently am.&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;Some of this I know the answers to why I'm not, such as the huge factor of not having a very stable mother myself trying to raise me, but&amp;nbsp;other things I'm not so sure of. &lt;br /&gt;
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There are many things that I don't know the 'why's' about when mothering my two kids, but for the record I do love both my daughter and son immensely and would do &lt;strong&gt;anything&lt;/strong&gt; for them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Though I've&amp;nbsp;learned this&amp;nbsp;scripture below&amp;nbsp;many&amp;nbsp;of times,&amp;nbsp;TODAY is the day I&amp;nbsp;am going to&amp;nbsp;take it more serious&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;being the kind of mother and wife I long and hope for, for the sake of my family.&amp;nbsp; To God be ALL the glory!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"She girds herself with strength, and strengthens herself daily. She perceives that her provision for her family is good: she does not retire early but works diligently to see to the needs of her husband and children, she is not an idle woman." &lt;/em&gt;Proverbs 31:17, 18, 27&lt;br /&gt;
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I also found this site &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~Marne_2/scriptures.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;'For The Love Of Children'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;which I'll be working my way through as well as printing out.&amp;nbsp; It gives a ton, and when I say ton I mean TON, of scriptures on being a better mom to your kids when you feel at your wits end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is all of this good to admit publicly?&amp;nbsp; Yes.&amp;nbsp; Will it make me a better mother?&amp;nbsp; I think&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;so.&amp;nbsp; Does it cost a dollar to admit when we recognize we need a change in our lives? It might.&amp;nbsp; Having my kids look back and say 'My mom was great and there for me so, so much when I needed her.' &amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Priceless!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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*Note: None of this is to say that a husband doesn't have his role as father cut out for him as well as I know many dads who have to juggle quite a plateful too so I give them tons of credit for this!&lt;br /&gt;
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To me this is rather unusual for a 6 year old but for the past two weeks I've tossed it off to the side refusing to think negatively that it could be something overly concerning.&amp;nbsp; I mean she did have quite a bit of activities going on recently that could have caused her to slightly twist her ankle causing her some discomfort or whatnot.&amp;nbsp; She's in cheerleading, she had her birthday party at an indoor bounce house, and she has a ton of cousins, not to mention daddy (my husband) who loves to 'rough play' with both our kids so any number of these things could have jolted her leg in the wrong manner.&amp;nbsp; The only problem with this theory is that myself nor my husband&amp;nbsp; recall her ever approaching either one of us on any specific time frame about her hurting her foot, ankle, or leg&amp;nbsp;EVER.&amp;nbsp; Her onset of sudden complaints came out of nowhere so we are a bit perplexed.&amp;nbsp; At her age she should not be complaining of cold feet or consistant, yet random leg pain so I've decided to call our family doctor.&amp;nbsp; The nurse put me on hold to speak with our doctor who told me to schedule an appointment to bring her in for some testing.&amp;nbsp; The appointment is for tomorrow at 2PM so I'll have to get her out of school an hour early, which she is looking forward too.&amp;nbsp; What she won't be looking forward to is the blood work that the nurse already warned me that they would be 'drawing' from 'Jewel' to run some tests.&amp;nbsp; I haven't shared this part with Jewel as I know how she'll get; more scared than the average 6 year old, and so full of anxiety that she'll more than likely 'wet' herself.&amp;nbsp; I'm waiting to tell her tomorrow before the appointment, probably on the drive there or in the waiting room but definitely not before school starts or who knows what will happen.&amp;nbsp; I can only imagine if I did tell her in the morning that she would more than likely focus on this throughout her entire Kindergarten day, preventing her from concentrating on learning, eating lunch, or even playing at recess.&amp;nbsp; Yes, this truly is how 'worked up' she gets over some things.&amp;nbsp; So I'm waiting and I'll be praying about the right time to tell her but I'll also bring her favorite 'blankie' that she's had since she turned 1 years old and still sleeps with to this day. (I'd better slyly get this from her grip right now in her sleep before I forget it tomorrow.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Please would you keep Jewel in your prayers?&amp;nbsp; Not only for the needle injection she'll get for having her blood 'drawn' but also for some safe answers as to reasons her foot/leg is suddenly and unexpectantly giving her some problems.&amp;nbsp; I'm simply clueless and don't know what to think....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This weeks #38 &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo Challenge theme is 'Blue', which means any photo's entered into the contest must have the color blue in it.&amp;nbsp; 'Fair enough.' I thought since I just took some photo's of an adorable little baby boy and just happened to use an awesome blue ribbon in parts of my photo taking.&amp;nbsp; I had tons of fun working on this photo and this precious little one was a perfect little angel to work with!&amp;nbsp; The hardest part I have when entering any I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Faces photo challenges is that there are so many photo's I want to pick and choosing the best one is SUPER difficult for me.&amp;nbsp; There was one I took of a gorgeous little girl and her bright blue eyes were just popping right off of the screen, and then another one that I had taken of a little boy who was playing to himself with such imagination using awesome blue colors in the home made tent/fort he had perched up around his living room furniture.&amp;nbsp; But in the end I went with this photo; partially because my husband likes it over the others, and partially because I just adore newborns.&amp;nbsp; So there you have it;&amp;nbsp;a precious and most peaceful baby!&lt;br /&gt;
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For all &amp;nbsp;fellow photography lovers.&amp;nbsp; I have been blessed and honored by a special person,&amp;nbsp; the creator of BatchPhoto, &amp;nbsp;to offer a special blogger friend of mine the opportunity to have a free Pro License Code Key so that you may have full reign and access of this very unique, super user friendly program that I have also been blessed with through BatchPhoto.&amp;nbsp; In case you are not familiar with BatchPhoto please read my posting that I did below this one after you finish reading this here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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As many of my friends and family know I am very attached to my Nikon and love to carry it practically anywhere that I go to.&amp;nbsp; This being said I have been wanting to discover a simple way to begin placing watermarks on all of the photo's I take and post online, whether it be my personal blog or emails I send to others, but especially for my photography website which should be opening fairly shortly.&amp;nbsp; None of us want theives to come in and steal the images that we snapped away at only to see them used by strangers.&amp;nbsp; As many of you recall this happened in real life to a young family who had their family portrait on their blog only to discover that someone had copied it without permission and used it for advertising purposes&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;CZECH REPUBLIC on a full size bulletine board.&amp;nbsp; I fully recall learning about this story on the news awhile back.&amp;nbsp; Just imagine their surprise when this was brought to their attention!!&amp;nbsp; Well I don't know about you but I never want to be left in the dark about this&amp;nbsp;possibly happening with any of my family&amp;nbsp;photo's, especially when it comes to my kids.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;If you have never heard of the story you can read&amp;nbsp;about this&amp;nbsp;on her blog by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.extraordinarymommy.com/blog/are-you-kidding-me/stolen-picture/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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The point is we all want to protect the photo's and images we take and what easier and better way to do this than to use a super friendly program like &lt;a href="http://www.batchphoto.com/howto/watermark/watermark.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BatchPhoto Picture Watermark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; BatchPhoto is revolutionary and powerful photo manipulation program that makes it SUPER easy to convert, resize, watermark, annotate, touch-up, apply effects, and rename hundreds of photos in a single operation.&amp;nbsp; What I was initially searching for was a simple way to watermark all of my photo's by asking other photographers ways to do this and most of the replies I received were to use Photoshop.&amp;nbsp; Well from the get go with my experience with Photoshop I have been constantly overwhelmed, frustrated and mentally drained trying to figure out the ropes with their high profile software program.&amp;nbsp; So I decided to attempt viewing the Photoshop tutorial just one last time for a simple watermark application and when I went to this tutorial site I noticed off to the side there was an advertisement by BatchPhoto for their product on creating watermarks on photographs in less than 5 minutes time.&amp;nbsp; Naturally this grabbed my attention so I clicked on the link which had a free 30 day trial without supplying any phone number, credit card or personal information whatsoever...extra bonus.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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After downloading the 30 day trial I began to follow the simple instructions for watermarking my photo's and in no time at all....I couldn't believe it....I had a clear and visible watermark on my photo!! I was in complete shock that the whole process was super simple, easy, and for the first time in a long&amp;nbsp; I completed a program task such as this without ever getting the slightest headache!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Now I, along with the creator of BatchPhoto am offering this Pro license Image Converter and Watermark Software hosted by &lt;a href="http://www.batchphoto.com/howto/watermark/watermark.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;BatchPhoto Watermark Software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;as a 'give away' to you, my wonderful blogger family and friends.&amp;nbsp; All I ask is that you follow my blog,&amp;nbsp;add&amp;nbsp;a blog posting on your site linking it back to&amp;nbsp;mine regarding this&amp;nbsp;Give Away&amp;nbsp;and leave a comment here about why you would love to have full access free of charge to Batchphoto for your own use.&amp;nbsp;When you leave your comment also let me know that you've done all of the above that I've mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you would like to read more about&amp;nbsp;this Image Converter &amp;amp; Watermarker Software&amp;nbsp;and what it offers please click on their link here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.batchphoto.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Image Converter and Watermark Software&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And remember there is SOOO much more this program can do besides adding a watermark to protect your photo's that I have't even touched on.&amp;nbsp; I'm very excited and anxious to check out all of their amazing features which I'll probably spend all day playing with tomorrow sometime!! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Here are just a few of BatchPhoto's main features which I copied off of the website&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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Graphic Filters (see the complete list by clicking their site above) &lt;br /&gt;
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Annotate: Add Date/Time, Comments, and Watermarks &lt;br /&gt;
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Touch-Up: Adjust Brightness, Sharpness, Contrast, Colors, Reduce Noise, and more &lt;br /&gt;
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Transform: Resize Pictures, Rotate, Crop, and more &lt;br /&gt;
Add Effects: Apply Sepia, Black &amp;amp; White, Frames, Charcoal Sketch, Oil Paint, Shade, Swirl, and more &lt;br /&gt;
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New: RAW Development. Batch Convert RAW Photos from Digital Camera Makers like: Canon, Sony, Nikon, Olympus, Fuji, Kodak, Pentax and more! &lt;br /&gt;
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Take Advantage of Multi-Core Processors for Editing Batches of Photos! &lt;br /&gt;
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Convert Pictures from one Image Format to Another (More Than 100 Image Formats Supported) &lt;br /&gt;
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Rename Photos with Meaningful Names &lt;br /&gt;
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Apply Profiles on Multiple Pictures with the Right Mouse Click Directly from Windows® Explorer&lt;br /&gt;
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Use Projects and Profiles to Improve Your Productivity &lt;br /&gt;
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Take advantage of accurate previews for both the original and the enhanced photos.&lt;br /&gt;
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And it goes without saying, a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;HUGE SHOUT OUT TO&amp;nbsp; BatchPhoto, for hosting and sponsoring this 'Give Away'.&amp;nbsp; I am most certainly positive that this product will not let you down.&amp;nbsp; You simply can't go wrong with something this simple and easy to use.&amp;nbsp; Period!&amp;nbsp; Now who wouldn't want a free version of this program after hearing all of these awesome features???? I too was blessed by the creator of Batch Photo to give me a free key code for the Studio 9 Version at no cost to me simply for sharing this information.&amp;nbsp; Again, thank you BatchPhoto.&amp;nbsp; If your interested and would like to get this free version for yourself than just do what I mentioned above and let me know that you did this so I can check it out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Well as many of my wonderful family and friends know, I'm a fanatic when it comes to photography&amp;nbsp;with snapping away like a fool behind the camera lens.&amp;nbsp; Well soon I hope to be going Pro with my photography, which means a lot; having a photo editing program that is user friendly as well as having all of my work protected.&amp;nbsp; Most of you awesome friends know that I own the full version of Photoshop but have had the most difficult time utilizing all the many features it has.&amp;nbsp; For a mom like myself who loves to click away behind the camera lens but also has responsibilities&amp;nbsp;of taking care of the kids, keeping the house in order, paying bills online, running errands upon errands, making sure the kids are at cheerleading practice and Tee-Ball practice and games as well as&amp;nbsp;now trying to work&amp;nbsp;at building my own photography business it goes without saying that the more convenient something is for me (as long as quality isn't compromised) the more apt I'm going to use that item.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Such is the case with the recent Product Review I did&amp;nbsp;with Portrait Professional Studio 9, which you can read and view &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/portrait-professional-studio-9-product.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/my-first-editing-photo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I absolutely loved their program and have used it many times over.&amp;nbsp; Some of my friends have also told me that they purchased this program after reading what I wrote and giving the link for them to visit and&amp;nbsp;download a trial version for themselves.&amp;nbsp; So far I haven't heard any complaints about the product yet; they all seem very satisfied and happy to have discovered something so easy to apply.&amp;nbsp; Yay!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So now onto this photo below.&amp;nbsp; I will tell you that I did play around with two different photo watermark programs but I'm not going to tell you which&amp;nbsp;program I used just yet.&amp;nbsp; I want you to tell me what you think first before I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The before and after of each of the photo's I took of my son are pretty obvious but I still titled them 'Before', 'After'.&amp;nbsp; LOL.&amp;nbsp; I'll tell you more about the features of this product once I read up&amp;nbsp;on it some more. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Below is another watermark I added to&amp;nbsp;a photo I took of my young little&amp;nbsp;cheerleader as she was sitting on the sidelines waiting to cheer the footballers on.&amp;nbsp; She's the one in the hair ribbon&amp;nbsp;screaming with her viens about to pop out!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So what'd ya think?&amp;nbsp; You like?&amp;nbsp; But wait, there's so much more you can do with this program like instead of adding a text watermark you can upload a photo of any logo or image trademark you use for your business and it will transfer easily to a watermark just the same and you can position it anywhere on the photo that you wish to.&amp;nbsp; I'll use my business card for example but I'll enlarge it (yup it allows you to enlarge watermarks too so that you can cover the major parts of the image preventing someone to use it and simply crop out your marking. Allow me....)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that makes it rather difficult for&amp;nbsp;a theif&amp;nbsp;to try to steal my photo, unless of course they wanted to just use the lips or nose, which would be rather odd I would think.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;know, I know...I&amp;nbsp;should have made my business card watermark a&amp;nbsp;lot more transparent, but you get the idea.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So there you have it.&amp;nbsp; There's also an option to delete your watermark should you decide to allow someone the privelge (upon them paying for your photography services and photo's) to own all copyrights of that image, which is just as simple of a process to remove the watermark as it was to place it.&amp;nbsp; Now we all remember what happened to Daniele with her&amp;nbsp;stolen picture; it was all over the news.&amp;nbsp; You can check out her blog where she discusses&amp;nbsp;that by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.extraordinarymommy.com/blog/are-you-kidding-me/stolen-picture/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; (Pretty&amp;nbsp;freaky and amazing story huh?)&amp;nbsp;I don't know about you but I certainly don't want any of&amp;nbsp;the photo's I put up on my blog to be stolen the way her family portrait was without permission.&amp;nbsp; I plan on adding this watermark to all of&amp;nbsp;the photo's I add on my blog ASAP.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;And just to note, that even if an individual should decide to print the image without your permission, rest assured the watermarking would come out in the print just as you see it here. But there's so much more you can do with this program like adding shadows and glows.&amp;nbsp; You can even apply a set of watermarks, resize, rename and convert hundreds of pictures all at the same time!&amp;nbsp; Let me know what you think, would ya?&amp;nbsp; How much would you pay for a simple, easy to use program such as this?&amp;nbsp; Share this with me as well if you would.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;By all means, my photography passion is a work in progress but practice makes perfect so I shoot away at most everything I can and then 'edit' and play with it from there.&amp;nbsp; If you reside near the Houston (preferrably the&amp;nbsp;subards of Houson like Clear Lake, Pasadena, La Porte, or surrounding locations) I will gladly travel to your place during day light hours and use some of my practice skills to take some great photo's of your family, together or even separately.&amp;nbsp; If I am busy and can not meet with you at a specific time than we can work something out.&amp;nbsp; If it is during the evening hours that you would be available I would ask that you please wait until my husband can accompany me so that I am not traveling alone to an unknown location.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I already have approximately 5 families who are gracious enough to allow me to take photo's of their family and children, which will be a huge blessing to me.&amp;nbsp; These dates have not been set up yet but I am very excited to get them going here shortly.&amp;nbsp; I will only have two more spots to take freebie photo's of your family in exchange for you signing a release form to allow me to use as I wish.&amp;nbsp; Please note that when I say 'As I wish' that I do not mean in any distasteful manner, corrupt, or falsified ways.&amp;nbsp; I would simply use the photo's as is the way I snapped them and if you would prefer to help me pick the images to display than I also be more than happy to allow you to help me pick those images out as well.&amp;nbsp; But you will have to email me in advance so I can know this.&amp;nbsp; You can email me at my Photography email which is:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="mailto:Christiancreationsphotography@yahoo.com"&gt;Christiancreationsphotography@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Remember the photography business website is still under construction and still not available right now, but as soon as it is I will email everyone.&amp;nbsp;*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well here it is; the look I was longing for all week and just happened to capture last night during an event my 4 year old son was very much looking forward to attending; a visit with the 'Snake Man'.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As soon as&amp;nbsp;our church shared with us that they'd be having 'Snake Man' as a visitor for whomever would love to attend we knew that once we shared this with our little boy he would be enamored to partake in this exciting event.&amp;nbsp; And sure enough; we couldn't have&amp;nbsp;been more&amp;nbsp;right!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Once we shared this with our kids they both, even our daughter&amp;nbsp;was anxious and eager to go, &amp;nbsp;looking forward to church all throughout the entire day yesterday.&amp;nbsp; "Okay, I'm ready Mom and Dad; let's GO!",&amp;nbsp; we'd hear from our son about every 10 minutes starting at least 6 hours before Snake Man would even be present at our church.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Snake Man was quite interesting and though I truly didn't know what I could possibly 'get out of it', I actually learned some extremely valuable educational tools to look for if ever in the company of any snakes.&amp;nbsp; So for this I was quite glad that I decided to go.&amp;nbsp; Though my true reasons for going were hidden beneath my camera lens to capture either my son or daughter in a 'stand still' look in totally love and aweness at the snakes that they had never seen, and craved so deeply to touch, pet, and possibly hold, and this was the look I finally captured as I looked down (at first without my camera up to my face) and noticed the look my 4 year old son held on his face.&amp;nbsp; When I realized he was in this trance locked look for what seemed to be well over a full minute (which is quite a long time for a just turned 4 year old), I knew I'd better grab the shot!&amp;nbsp; And I did.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know about you but I can totally tell and see in his look how dazed and mesmerized&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he was by being so close to this snake and then being told he could actually hold it if he wanted to.&amp;nbsp; He just stood there without moving for quite the timeframe.&amp;nbsp; It was the perfect shot; the look on his face with the slight smile of aweness, and his eyes glued to the subject at hand was all there.&amp;nbsp; I wondered if he felt as if he were in dreamland.&amp;nbsp; I think he did, especially later when a snake was actually placed around his neck for him to hold.&amp;nbsp; I'll post the rest of these photo's taken from last nights event later today.&amp;nbsp; But for now I wanted to get our name entered into this Photo Contest held with I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Faces.&amp;nbsp; If you have never checked out their site before and have a love for photography the way that I do than I would urge you to check out their blog.&amp;nbsp; They give tons and tons of &amp;nbsp;Photography tips and lessons, and loads of links for you to click on to read even more awesome&amp;nbsp;Photography sites.&amp;nbsp; So go check&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I ♥ Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for yourself; today!&amp;nbsp; Either click on the link in red that I just gave or click on their&amp;nbsp;blog button below to take you to their site. &amp;nbsp; I'm actually heading that way myself right now so if you'd like I'd love to escort you over to introduce you to&amp;nbsp;their team!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well I was soooo &amp;nbsp;blessed to&amp;nbsp;obtain the Studio 9 Version for free which has different options to test on&amp;nbsp;the people you take portraits of and was instantly captivated with the results.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My overall reaction&amp;nbsp;to Portrait Professional Studio 9 was that I was&amp;nbsp;impressed with the user friendly ease of this program and how quickly I was able to restore and enhance photos within just minutes compared to how long it's taken me to figure out Photoshop. I still love Photoshop and will never 'ditch' this full software program that costs quite a pretty penny, but will simply use Portrait Professional Studio 9 as a 'plug in' to supplement images that I can't seem to quite figure out with Photoshop.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There are a few things with Portrait Professional Studio 9 that my husband said he felt made the enhancement to my own image appear too 'fake' looking, but after applying some of his input we both settled on 'sliders' that still looked like 'me', just a 'better' me.&amp;nbsp; Here is the one photo (below) that &amp;nbsp;I used as a 'tester' for Portrait Professional Studio 9.&amp;nbsp; The first image is without any touch ups made and the second image is only applying Portrait Professional Studio 9's program.&amp;nbsp; It's still not quite 'perfect' but you can see how the second image my skin is clearer, my hair is smoother and the overall look of myself is more pleasing, at least to me anyhow.&amp;nbsp; Now let me know what you have to think if you will.&amp;nbsp; You&amp;nbsp;can download a free trial version&amp;nbsp;of Portrait Professional Studio 9 by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.portraitprofessionalstudio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; or by clicking on the Portrait Studio&amp;nbsp;9 link listed below in red and use one of your own images to test the results out for yourself if you'd like.&amp;nbsp; It's definitely fun to play with and if you don't like something you did too much of or not enough of it's also an easy fix, the tools are right there guiding you&amp;nbsp;the whole way through.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So a big &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;SHOUT OUT&lt;/span&gt; to Portrait Professional who gave me this opportunity to test their product (and keep) and compare it to my full version of Photoshop that I own.&amp;nbsp; I am still working on figuring out all the ins and outs with Photoshop otherwise I would add this same photo of myself to show you the comparison between the two, but for now all I can do is reveal the before and after of my 'untouched' photo of myself shown&amp;nbsp;side by side&amp;nbsp;after applying the tools using Portrait Professional.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This ought&amp;nbsp;to say something in itself as, like I stated earlier, it&amp;nbsp;only took me minutes to take this photo of myself and make it look 'cleaner', 'sharper', 'smoother', 'clearer', using &lt;a href="http://www.portraitprofessionalstudio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Portrait Professional Studio 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Go ahead and give it a whirl and see how you like it as well and comment back to me about what your impression/thoughts were.&amp;nbsp; I'd love to know.&amp;nbsp; Also please share your do's and dont's likes about my image here, but go easy on me as this is only the second image I've played with using this program so even though it's still very user friendly I still have to work on 'tweaking' some things.&amp;nbsp; And now for my before and after of my own photo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now before some of you critics begin with&amp;nbsp;the negative&amp;nbsp;remarks on my 'AFTER' enhancements I want you to focus in on the betterment of my picture, the hair being smoother and more tidy (not so scraggly looking), as well as my eyes showing more opened and bright, I removed some of the fine wrinkles that were above my forehead and &amp;nbsp;my skin texture appears smoother also, but just&amp;nbsp;maybe a little too much, which I'll have to play with some more.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I must admit I did have a difficult time with my mouth area as I couldn't seem to get it set at a 'slider number' I felt didn't look too fake but yet not lose any of the color&amp;nbsp;I had, but in fact&amp;nbsp;I made the&amp;nbsp;color too red&amp;nbsp;so I already know this, so no need to mention it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My mouth area was my hardest area to work with probably because my upper&amp;nbsp;lip is&amp;nbsp;so small.&amp;nbsp; Overall though as a plug in with my other software programs like Photoshop I believe Portrait Professional Studio 9 will greatly do wonders for all my photo subjects.&amp;nbsp; I'm very excited to work with this program some more and see what else this bad boy can do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To see&amp;nbsp;my other post and photo I used Portrait Professional with click &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/my-first-editing-photo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So that's why I say 'go easy on me' as I'm still getting myself acquainted with this program, but so far I do enjoy it so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate my laptop because when I check my email there are a ton of messages and I feel obligated to reply out of being polite, which ties up a lot of my time pulling me away from the household duties that I should be doing and more importantly limits my time with my two young kids which should be my priority above all, with the exception of my husband.&amp;nbsp; I love to read the replies that I get on my blog and get a little 'tickle' out of them (unless of course their bad or sad).&amp;nbsp; I love my laptop/computer because it gives me something to do that I want to do, something I enjoy; self teaching myself many Internet things like creating blog buttons, working on my photography editing programs, and doing favors for friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, even though I've said this before, after reading this magazine article I plan to once again, try to discipline myself and prioritize the things that need to be done and downsize the others.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The same goes for my Nikon.&amp;nbsp; I love/hate my Nikon.&amp;nbsp; I am a photoholic and snap away at everything which I love because it captures memories I long to keep, yet I hate my addiction to my camera because I miss out on the beauty from my actual eyes, not to mention all the fun.&amp;nbsp; For instance my kids birthday party this past Saturday; I had my Nikon in fast mode to take pictures super fast to never miss a 'shot', but behind the lens I missed out on playing with my kids because I was too worried about getting 'the moment'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please pray for me so that I can conquer these addictions, because addictions are so very hard to break.&amp;nbsp; I don't mind being on my laptop or using my Nikon at all but I just need to limit the use of both of these.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to be praying that God helps me in these two areas and that through that He will provide the right time frames for me to accomplish the things I need to as a wife and mother.&amp;nbsp; Will you please pray for me too?&amp;nbsp; Thanks if you do!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/250/addthis_widget.js?pub=xa-4a7616ca6fb17b75" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;When&amp;nbsp;I first heard about &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I ♥ Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was through visiting my blogger friend Mimi at her blog &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dingdingdorn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;He &amp;amp; Me + 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I am so glad that I did because in doing so &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I ♥ Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;has taught me so darn much and has kicked my photography love level up about 10 notches on my belt buckle....I don't even wear belts!!! But reading through their blog, being a member of some of the photo groups, and going through old archives has gained me a world of knowledge in the photography world.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, and &lt;strike&gt;I&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;you thought I knew it all....PUH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Okay so here goes: I'll tell you the things I do and don't like in this paragraph. But first the story behind the photo; the top image is of when Jewel had recently awoke a nap after a lovely time at Libby Lu (a place for little girls to get all 'dolled' up) and she had a big red line/dent across her left cheek from a book she fell asleep on which I edited out but not completely because I couldn't figure it out all the way. And as you can see in the top image from just waking up she also had a lot of 'fly away' hairs. &lt;em&gt;Oh and by the way, the make-up she's wearing isn't anything I added with editing, this was from the Libby Lu Boutique&lt;/em&gt; she was at for a few hours during the day (by the way this photo is approx. 2-3 years old). I tried my best (wanting to cry though) by smoothing out her skin so it brought back her natural complexion and color but now it just looks like she's wearing&amp;nbsp; foundation! (Which I don't like) I also widened her eyes a bit and whitened the whites in them (I like). I also whitened her teeth just a tad (very little), nothing major because her teeth already are a good shade of white for still being young. I smoothed and tidied up her hair (which I liked a LOT and removed a lot of the bangy hair &amp;nbsp;fly aways) which is probably one of the most obvious features from the top and bottom photo. LOL. I did mess up on her nose (right side) because I tried to hard to erase her boogars but erased to much so it looks odd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I used Portrait Professional but not the Studio newer one like I did &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/portrait-professional-studio-9-product.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Anywho, so here it is anyway.....I can only get better from practice I suppose. So tell me....can you tell? Oh, and I also did a subtle reshaping of her eyebrows, which could have gone either way with just leaving it as it was, but I'm okay that I did this anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Constructive criticism is very important and wanted/needed so I can work on things more; it's the only way I'll learn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;What I probably should have done as well and will work on some more is lightening up the background; it's too dark.&amp;nbsp; Although I did lighten it a tad, I probably should have done so more. &amp;nbsp;I'll work on that on my own at home during some extra free time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;**Just read my email from Angie saying that it'd be fine to enter in Mr. Linky's "Before and After" challenge.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Angie and Amy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey, it's no Pablo Picasso or Ansel Adams, &amp;nbsp;but it's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad and &amp;nbsp;even they had to learn a few things&amp;nbsp;'eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sarah" border="0" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/sarah_gnf_sig12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870708693431618625-7967531834434453234?l=www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/feeds/7967531834434453234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/my-first-editing-photo.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/7967531834434453234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/7967531834434453234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/09/my-first-editing-photo.html' title='&quot;Before and After&quot; - My first portrait photo editing....go easy on me!'/><author><name>God's Not Finished With Us Yet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521680021323003843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sk2IGHm1pZI/AAAAAAAACyc/bYzEZ_OaKoo/S220/scan+027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sp4FEsbs6xI/AAAAAAAAC-4/aJgxY4JKM8c/s72-c/100_1355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-6470423861219330236</id><published>2009-08-29T22:47:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:53:12.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not as strong as I hoped I was;  I sobbed like a baby! Great blessings to share however even in the mist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My first share:&lt;/strong&gt; Our 'Ms. Jewel' turned 6 yesterday and though it really ages me in my eyes, I am so very, very proud for her. We won't be celebrating her birthday until next Saturday, where she will be sharing it like she has the past 3 years with her younger brother, 'Mr. Happy'. Why? My husband and I chose to do it this way for two reasons 1) 'Jewel's' birthday is Aug. 28TH and 'Mr. Happy's' birthday is just two weeks behind her on Sept. 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;. Since there is only a 2 week time gap it makes thing cheaper on our budget to throw one big party rather than 2 separate ones and 2) Family and friends, when asked, prefer to attend one party instead of 'Jewel's' one weekend and then 'Mr. Happy's' just two weekends later. So all around for everyone it's works out great. Now of course when our kids are older and decide they'd prefer to have their own separate party we will honor this, especially when it comes time for our daughter to have sleep over parties and whatnot. Another thing is when we do share their parties, like this coming Saturday on Sept. 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;, we still allow them to pick their own birthday cakes, and we sing to them as a family/friend group individually to make it special just for them. Plus for 'Jewel's' birthday for her Kindergarten class on this last Friday I dropped off cupcakes for her entire classroom including her teacher, a birthday card, and a bright red rose, which she just loves flowers, so we was super thrilled about that. Now if only The Weather Channel will show that there aren't any Tropical Storms or Hurricanes headed our way for this next Saturday we'll be all set for their party as it's a swimming pool party. We hired 3 lifeguards to be present and even if it does rain on the 2 hours during the party we will have to pay the $150 regardless for the simple fact that the lifeguards were scheduled in for that time frame. So please pray for us a simple prayer that nothing 'rains on our parade' this next Saturday; we have over 40 guests attending and I don't know where we'd put everyone if we got rained out!! ;(&lt;br /&gt;
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I kept it open with the name 'creations' in it because in time I hope to learn how to use image and photo's I take for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;key chains&lt;/span&gt; or mugs; the possibilities are endless. I am so ecstatic!! I still have to get my business license which shouldn't be too much longer either. I've learned so much in the past few weeks about photography and even that someone can't copy any images I take from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; or anything else &lt;strong&gt;unless I give them written permission as they are my &lt;/strong&gt;sole copyright. I'm learning how to add a watermark to any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; I give out unless a person wants to buy them in which I can opt to remove the watermark. I also am currently working on building a website, which is still not complete, and considering paying a professional to build it for me depending on the costs. As anyone know who reads our blog that the previous blog post shows that our A/C went out and has cost us out of pocket the unexpected expense of $3,000 (originally it was only supposed to be $2,000). Can anyone say 'OUCH!'?? Still we are trying to keep our chins up and even though I'm hot natured as it is and my weight is right where it should be I'm still very irritable, though I am working on this. So it's not an overweight thing; it's just my nature of being very hot naturally; my daughter is the same way. So hopefully by having my own business to take photo's and learn more along the way, will help me earn some income for our little family. I'm required now to get release forms from anyone who I take photo's of though, which is a little tricky, but so far everyone has been very good about except just a few. But I have enough offers without the few to still put together a good portfolio. And everyone knows that with any new business you sometimes have to give in order to receive. So I offered some friend that if they allow me to use their photo's on my site portfolio than in return I would give them a free CD or printed photo's of the images I took of them in high resolution. They were all very grateful and though some haven't been it's just been a learning lesson and I will no longer waste my time taking free photo's and giving out free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt; or Photo's for nothing when they aren't willing to return the favor. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Third News&lt;/strong&gt;: Tonight is the first night we just got our A/C back up and running in full swing though it will take several hours for it to cool the house down since it's starting off brand new! We still might have a hot night but at least tomorrow the house will be cooled down for certain we are hoping. Praise God literally. Thank you Lord. The repair man, who also works with my husband stated that we also need to get our room air vents replaced which would run around $1500, this is so that all the rooms stay in the same temperature, because as of now my husband and my room and our daughters room gets the coldest whereas our sons room seems to stay on the hotter side. We told him we can't fix this now, but in time will work on saving for it. We are just so super happy to have our central A/C on. And a BIG thank you to Tabitha who loaned us her window A/c unit and Carline for allowing us to bum at her home for a few hours last week, and Mary for offering her home to us and Mr. and Mrs. Lopez as well for times of need. This has really meant a lot to us as it's been 2 whole weeks without A/C that we've gone. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Fourth News&lt;/strong&gt;: August has been a &lt;em&gt;horrible&lt;/em&gt; month to say the least. First our A/C goes out entirely. Then today of all days as I was walking the A/C repair man out to his truck when either my 3 or &lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt; 6 year old kids turned the bath water on and closed the bathroom door. I didn't even notice until all of a sudden I glanced up from reading some info. on a business license and saw what looked like a flood of water coming through the hallway. As I looked closely that was exactly what it was! I flew as fast as I could &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;slipping&lt;/span&gt;' and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;falling&lt;/span&gt;' through the mess to the bathroom where the water was gushing out over the bathtub. &lt;br /&gt;
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I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; turned the water off, then pulled the drain, and as fast as I could grabbed as many towels that I could to 'catch' the water from going onto the carpet. Unfortunately I wasn't fast enough since the water was already about 2 inches high and heading into the living room onto the floor rug, but I was able, with the help of my kids, to do some damage control by rolling up the rug before it got more water logged. We spent about 2 good hours cleaning and slipping on the hard tile this huge water mess, but when it was all said and done I praised God that it wasn't worse, except for the fact that my 3 yr. old son thought it was funny to pee in the already puddled hallway! Boys will be boys! And later I did notice the furniture TV stand that holds our 52" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HD&lt;/span&gt; LCD TV legs was a little warped. I prayed hard that my husband would not be terribly angry when I shared the news once he got home tonight, and he wasn't, so another praise to God!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Well so far I believe this is it that I have to share. Wish me luck as I continue to work out my business deals. Like I said I have a lot of offers and when I make my photo site public I will share in the exciting news. I have about 5 different families that are fine with me using them and their kids photo's to add to my website which I'm so thrilled about and in return I will be hoping to give them free of charge great photo's, which shows that when God closes one door He open others. God is good! &lt;br /&gt;
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The only battle I'm beginning to deal with now is that after all the stress and headache over so many things I began to feel ill tonight. I don't know if it's due to the heat or the stress over so much more than I mentioned here, or what, but I'm praying it goes quickly. Right when things are beginning to get back to normal after a very long time, the last thing I need is to not be well enough to take care of the family. I still praise God in the mist of the storm!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOg9buC7nI/AAAAAAAAC-A/92NEtdMk52E/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373815757656485490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOg9buC7nI/AAAAAAAAC-A/92NEtdMk52E/s400/DSC_0672.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When our A/C went out after it was struck by lightning last week by a fast moving, but strong thunderstorm we all felt the tension thickening throughout each and every loooong hour in our small family. Living in Houston, it's a well known &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; that you have an air conditioner as the temperatures often reach up over the 100's, and add that with the humidity and the &lt;a href="http://myweathercontent.myweather.net/webhd/pkg/v2/template1.html?host=keyc&amp;amp;section=7&amp;amp;page=14&amp;amp;story=180"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;heat index&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can sometimes score as high or maybe higher than 110 degrees. And as most Houstonians know the end of July and August are the hottest months for the entire year, so to say that our little munchkins (and us bigger munchkins too) were on the grumpy side would probably be an understatement! The kids fought, my husband and I tiptoed around one another so we wouldn't say the 'wrong things' to prevent defenses from going up. All forms of affection and comfort such as touching, cuddling, 60% of hugs, and small pecks for kisses were all put to a full halt because just the thought of someone's body coming in contact with another was unbearable! Even though we've suffered living without A/C a few summers back for awhile, we were quickly reminded again this past week about how blessed we truly are even when this precious commodity isn't functioning properly, if at all.


&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So to make 'light' of the mood I snapped a photograph of what our living room looks like during the bed time hours this past week and then the next day I showed it to the kids to help me point out all of the blessings from this picture. How many did you count from the image above? Well here below is what my 3 and 5 year old took notice of, which I was very proud of them for because they exceeding my expectations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOh2QdQ5mI/AAAAAAAAC-I/3H6zxYyTCZU/s1600-h/hidden+blessing+photobucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373816733885851234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOh2QdQ5mI/AAAAAAAAC-I/3H6zxYyTCZU/s400/hidden+blessing+photobucket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Now in case you aren't able to read the things I typed out that they pointed out I've listed them for you here: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The little bubble over 'Ms. Jewels' head reads "Sweet Dreams" so they slept well enough.
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Circulating floor fan.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Air Mattress for kids.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Fresh Water.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Ice pack (shown above little Jesse's head), which means fridge and freezer are still operating.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Hanging Tarp, to keep the cold air in the living room and the hot air out from the kitchen.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Couch for mommy to sleep on.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Roof over every one's head.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Portable A/C Unit to get some cool air in the house.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Dinosaur toy that kids were playing with earlier.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Purse which might mean there's some cash in it....maybe....
&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now these are just the things my kids took notice to, but as an adult I know so many other blessings we should give thanks to God for even w/o looking at the photo.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We aren't living in the hottest parts of the world; nor the coldest, most freezing parts either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have our health, just look at 'Mr. Happy's' chunky thighs. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have clothes on our backs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had the money in our savings to buy that portable A/C unit, which was a pretty penny actually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The thunderstorm and lightning did not shut off everything in our home; we still have full use of the kitchen, bathrooms, lights, fans, and luxuries like the Internet, television, stereo, and water for the kids to play with in the backyard for a bit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wonderful family and friends who have generously allowed us to bum over at their houses for a few hours here and there just to get some much needed relief from the heat,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A dear friend, who we were just blessed about this today, offered to allow us to borrow her window A/C unit until we get our house central A/C fixed. This will help us out tremendously to have two temporary A/C units indoors!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This photo does not show how messy the house was a lot early in the day. Praise God!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And if all these wonderful blessings weren't enough I showed the kids another photo I took from the opposite side of the living room showing that we are most blessed to have each other; our family. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOmCAjYL7I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/DQZvZtczafc/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373821333821468594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SpOmCAjYL7I/AAAAAAAAC-Q/DQZvZtczafc/s400/DSC_0657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;
Tonight when we got the air mattress out again to sleep on and set up the living quarters to be our temporary cooled off bedroom we all prayed together thanking God for reminding us of our hidden blessings. In all honesty taking a photo like this has truly helped myself and my kids realize just by looking at it how very much we do have and are blessed with. Quite sincerely we aren't suffering at all; the fact of the matter is we are just a little uncomfortable, it's as simple as that. And we all know that a little uncomfortableness is good for the soul from time to time just to keep us all in 'check' of how much we've really got it 'made', so why worry?

(a little poem I stumbled across online)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;
Worry never climbed a hill,
Worry never paid a bill,
Worry never dried a tear,
Worry never calmed a fear.

Worry never fixed a heel,
Worry never cooked a meal,
Worry never composed a song to sing,
Actually, worry never did a worthwhile thing.

To God be the glory, forever! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;
1 Thessalonians 5:18, Matthew 6:34

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My 3, soon to be 4 year old son, just got out from taking his bedtime bath and I took him out with a towel around him and told him to stand on the bathroom rug while I grabbed some of his underwear from our laundry room. It took me a second because I had to go through the clothes in the dryer and when I finally found some I came back to the bathroom and he wasn't there. I checked his bedroom, my daughters bedroom, (all the while calling his name out loud for him). Then I asked Hannah 'Hannah, have you seen your brother?' She said he went that way and pointed towards the hallway where I just was. So then I decide to look in mine and my husbands bedroom, still yelling out his name.

It was then that I noticed our bed blankets move a tad so I lifted them and there he was playing with his pee-pee's. I asked him 'Sweetie, what are you doing in here? Mommy told you to wait in the bathroom.' He looked very upset while 'holding himself' and said 'Mommy I'm trying to get the ball.' I was confused and said 'What ball? Where?' He held his 'nuts' in his hand and said 'See, there's a ball stuck in it and I'm trying to get it out. Will you help me get the ball out mommy???' with a very upset and pouty, troubled face.

I chuckled lightly but not too much to make him feel bad and said 'Honey, that's not a ball in there, it's part of your penis, your pee pee. It's supposed to stay there because that's how that part of your body is made; that part of your privates is called your Testicles and they are very important to keep. (The whole time I was thinking 'I wish my husband were here to give this talk.') Jesse still stuck on 'But mommy there's a ball stuck in it! Are you going to help me get it OUT?!' I tried my best to explain to him what I could but than told him that if he wants to Daddy can talk with him about this later when he comes home, to which he quickly said 'Yes, I'll tell Dadddy to get the ball, he'll know how. You're a girl Mommy so you don't know!'

Anyway, I just had to share this, it was so funny and unexpected at the time. Well really, when is there a time someone expects their son to help them get the ball out of their nuts???

Once when our Hannah was 2 years old and we just brought little Jesse home from the NICU she said her own funny thing too. I was changing his diaper and she looked at his privates and said shocked as could be 'Mommy, baby Jesse has a VERY BIG Gina (Vagina)!'


Oh, the things kids say! So what's your funny story???? I'd love to hear!



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The friend who paid for all the items separately by going down the school supply list and spending over an hour searching and scanning up and down the isle and through the crowds of other moms trying to dig through all the mess only ended up saving a mere $3 when it was all said and done. But here's the thing this may not be the case for every grade level and school, but for the elementary age grades it was pretty much a very similar lists that the stores had out for the parents to shop off of.

Another thing to keep in mind is that a lot of stores like Walgreens and some Targets will sale the prepackaged school supplies but they were more expensive than going to the school and buying it there. I'm not sure about your Walmart but ours where we live said they aren't making prepackaged supplies any longer. When we went to Walgreens they had a lot but started at $39 all the way up to $54, but they were out of the Kindergarten pack which is what I needed. It turns out it's a good thing they were out because I called Hannah's elementary school and they said they sale them as well but were almost out. They only had about 4 more left yesterday when I went and they only carged $33, no tax, even though our tax free weekend didn't start until just today. I had no idea the schools even sold them....duh at me!!

So anywho just though I'd give everyone a heads up in case you are panicing the way I was about everything (since Hannah's school starts on Tuesday). If you're pressed for time than just call your childs school to see if they still have some available to purchase and you might actually be saving a few bucks.

I never would have even believed this if my two friends didn't test this out, but I wanted to share this with all you mom because if you're like me I felt for sure the prepackaged packs were going to be too expensive but if I'm only paying an average of $3 more and beating the mad crowds and messy isles it's worth it to me. And we bought ours yesterday and it is such a relief to know Hannah has everything she needs and at a cheaper price by going through the school than Walgreens, which is what I was about to do until I learned they ran out of her grade.

Again, I'm not saying this will be the case for all States, schools, or grade levels, but for my friends who did this 'test' it proved to be worth it (for me at least) to just buy prepackaged from the schools if your school sales them. However, if you have left over supplies from last year than you may be able to reuse a lot of supplies and not need to buy the whole pacakage after all, which would save you money all the more. .

Also, just thought I'd also let everyone know that if you can't find either the prepackaged anywhere but you want to go that route, here is a site called &lt;a href="http://www.schoolpak.com/shopdisplayproducts.asp?id=589&amp;amp;cat=%2AGeneric+School%2DPaks%2A" target="_blank"&gt;'School Pack'&lt;/a&gt; . You email them your entire school supply list and they send you a free quote on what the cost would be. I've never tried them but I'm going to send my list (even though I already have our supplies) just to see how they compare. I don't have a 'good' feeling they'd be any cheaper, but actually more pricey but you never know....they state that their 'generic' supply kit for Kindergarten is $15.84, which is actually $7 &lt;i&gt;cheaper&lt;/i&gt; than what I paid through the school.

I'll let you know what they quote me when I hear back from them. :D

~Cecilia

So what's your experience in this? Have you saved more going one way or the other and if so by how much and was it worth it for you?


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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes, I have a problem; one that is big that I can't seem to pull the reigns in on. Some may think it's not a problem in the least but in all seriousness it really is; for me at least anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My problem? I can never seem to sleep! Except when I finally do become over exhausted, usually around 3-4Am and then I can't seem to muster up the energy to wake up! Doesn't make much sense hearing it like that; I mean I can't seem to sleep but when I do I can't seem to wake up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This has been going on for probably most of my life, eve as a pre-teen I would stay up for hours on the telephone with friends and during sleep overs I was always the last one to fall asleep, leaving me alone and afraid as a young girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As far back as I can recall I know my own mother used to give my sister and I some small amounts of Adult NyQuil (at least that's what we thought it was) and some other OTC med because she wanted us to fall asleep faster so she could have time to herself. I don't recall how long this went on but I know it was for a good while at least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When I first began to live on my own I noticed I wasn't able to fall asleep naturally and would begin using OTC med like NyQuil, Unisome Sleep Gels, an occasionally drink of alcohol (which I don't like to drink but I've used it solely to get some sleep), prescribed Ambien, prescribed Soma-which is a common muscle relaxer but has a street name of 'coma Soma' because if taken too much of it this drug will seriously put you to sleep for 24 hours straight almost (some have even died from overdoses of this med.), prescribed Trazodone, and other medications which I can't seem to think of the names right now. My worse experience with any of these medications was the Soma. I did not know at the time that it had been known to be an addictive medication but for me that's what it became. It worked every time to get me into a nice, deep slumber especially on the nights when my husband wasn't home and I was afraid to sleep alone in the house. The problem was that it was sooo very strong that waking up in the morning are nearly impossible, the drug has to wear off you can't just 'shake' it off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've stopped taking the prescribed medications but I still tend to take about 4-5 Tylenol PM's every night just to get my body to rest and sleep and even then sometimes this doesn't work. My personal opinion is that my body has been on so many sleep aids every since my childhood, that it simply doesn't respond to them any longer for the most part. I'm not sure exactly, this is just a guess. I just know that not getting to sleep at a decent hour is NOT healthy or wise, especially when you're a mother and wife with a lot of responsibilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have talked about this with my doctor who ran blood work and other kinds of tests, then put me on a depression medication which made me feel almost (but not quite) suicidal so I immediately flushed the entire bottle down the toilet. Since then I've been seeing a psychiatrist, which I've never in my life seen before (I've only seen counselors/therapists for the way I was raised by my parents; it's on my testimony tab.) Well this woman has me now on 5 different medications, 2 'uppers' for the day, and 2 'downers' for bedtime. One of the 'downers' is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://depression.emedtv.com/trazodone/trazodone-as-a-sleep-aid.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Trazodone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;, which literally knocks me off my feet because it's more of a sedative than just as sleep aid. I would even go so far to say it acts as a tranquilizer (though I've never had one, I've just seen them used on animals and people) because it nearly makes me want to literally fall to the ground after having taken it after just about 15 or 20 minutes and if I haven't hit the ground I wobble horribly, knocking and running into furniture and other things, and know I need to get to the bed fast or I'll be knocked out on my butt cold in the middle of the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The thing is that when I've seen this psychiatrist woman I have suspicions that she is abusing some type of medications since she certainly has easy access to them. She has been late to appointments on two separate time by at least 45 minutes and comes in appearing sluggish and drunk like. I have another appointment to see my regular doctor next week to discuss everything with her but I'm horribly afraid she'll put me on something like last time when she gave the drug that made me feel suicidal, which was years ago. I'm also afraid because I don't like feeling like a experimental drug rat, taking this, that, and every other pill to see how I'll react to it. Yet I know this is part of the mystery with such things as depression, insomnia, loss of energy or lack of interest in things, etc. that what works for one patient won't always work for another, which is why the doctors and psychiatrists prescribe many various and multiple drugs hoping it will work, but for me thus far it has not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My biggest issue now is that I feel upset with God. My God is a BIG GOD and I know He is the Ultimate Healer but I don't understand when I've called out to him numerous times why He does not give me the answers for what I need to cure my insomnia/other symptoms. Or maybe He is but I'm not clearly hearing Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And now here it is 3:36AM and I'm still typing away because I can't sleep. I've already taken 4 Tylenol PM's tonight and really don't want to take another because it's simply not good for my liver, which already has high levels of liver enzymes to begin with. I don't know what my problem is as to why I can never sleep even after taking so many medication, both prescribed and OTC. I used to believe it was because it was the quiet time of the day when the house was settled and the family was in bed so I can do whatever it is I needed or wanted to get done, but I know this must not be the case. Sometimes I wonder if it's my mind; that it simply will not shut off and just over thinks about everything to the point it won't allow me to rest! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What started me to confess this publicly? Two things. 1) I God-incidentally came across a website today titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/23636642"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;'Confessions of a sleeping-pill Junkie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; and 2) I know that one of the biggest ways to begin helping one self is to come clean and admit your short comings, whether big or small. Just admitting and owning up to them holds me accountable to myself and many other friends, including and most importantly God, who I've already cried out to regarding all of this many of times. I know He hears me and I trust that He will help me as I still try to work through this. But who would ever have thought someone could have a problem with falling asleep and trying all different kinds of means just to get that? I certainly did not; that is until recently. And when I researched it online there are a ton more of other folks who share in this same unhealthy sleep (or lack of) pattern. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, that is my confession; I can't sleep of all things, but it's not healthy and I know this first hand because even if I don't take anything to help me sleep, if I don't get any sleep than how am I going to take care of my kids the following day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I have a new confession page on my site now. Just click on the 'Confession' Image on the sidebar (It's the image of a coffee cup), and share whatever confession you've been holding onto but haven't known how to share yet. There will not be any judgement against you, just like I know my dear friend who read this will not hold judgement against me. We all have our shortcomings and what's great about them is that we can learn from these and change our ways to be a better person. I'm going to copy and paste this posting confession over to that page as well to help get the ball rolling and you can leave your comments there if you'd like...or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank you all for listening to me without criticism. It is now 5:47 AM and I am going to &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to get at least 3 hours of sleep in hopes the kids won't wake until a little after 9AM this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God Bless and good night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

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Lauryn Abbot blog author of &lt;a href="http://takeck.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seed Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;
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Jennifer Lee at &lt;a href="http://gettingdownwithjesus.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Getting Down With Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;
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Jill at &lt;a href="http://forevernevernalways1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever 'n Ever 'n Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;
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Alice author of &lt;a href="http://fromtheheartae.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From The Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sarah Dawn at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://justsarahdawn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Splashin' Glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jill at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sneakymommablogdesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Blog Tips by Sneaky Momma
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jennifer at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://jenniferdorhauer.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;More Than Just Adam's Rib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
And a &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; blog I discovered today:

Lauren blog author of &lt;a href="http://laurenalexis1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Walking By Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please ladies accept this award and use it to encourage other blogs or websites that inspire and life up your world!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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Okay, so the rules are really very simple: copy the questions and write your answer. Then, send this Meme to four others, but don't forget to let them know by leaving them a comment or an email message so they can play along. (I actually love that the rules don't state to send this out to 10 or 15 bloggers because that is verrrry time consuming, so for it just being four friends, this makes it more enjoyable for me. Thank you Vicki for that and also thank you for choosing me for this tag/meme. I am honored to play along.)

Here are my famous answers:

&lt;strong&gt;1. Who, to you, is the hottest Movie Star?&lt;/strong&gt; Personally I've always had a bad crush on Brad Pitt.

&lt;strong&gt;2. Apart from your house and car, what is the most expensive item you have ever bought?&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;didn't actually buy the expensive item, but my husband did for me and it was my Nikon D90 with 2 lenses, a 16 GB SDHC Memory Card, Camera packpack to keep everything safe and in snug slots and a 3 (or was it 4) year extended warranty on the sucker. It cost him close to 2 grand for all of it, but not quite that amount.

&lt;strong&gt;3. What is your most treasured memory?&lt;/strong&gt; Have my first child. I know that sounds like I should say having both my kids, but having the first was....'a first', so I treasure it so much, also because she was a preemie weighing at 1 lb. 9 oz. so this made it an even more wonderful treasured miracle of God which I thank Him for to this day.

&lt;strong&gt;4. What was the best gift you ever received as a child?:&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmmm, have to think about this a bit...tick, tock....(I'll come back to this one.) Okay, now I know clearly....I was into dolls BIG TIME, so when I got Baby Alive I was so thrilled I could hardly contain myself!

&lt;strong&gt;5. What is the biggest mistake you have ever made?&lt;/strong&gt; When I've allowed others who don't share my same faith (trying to be polite to them) try to convert me to their beliefs, even after I was firm, yet nice about how I wouldn't change my faith in God, Jesus, or The Holy Spirit for anything.


&lt;strong&gt;6. Give four words to describe yourself:&lt;/strong&gt; Silly, spontaneous, polite, caring Christian (does that last one count as five words I wonder?).

&lt;strong&gt;7. What was your highlight or low light of 2008?&lt;/strong&gt; Honestly for me I'd have to admit that for 2008 I had more of a low light; some death in the family, other bad news within the family, got hit with some depression, my mother rejecting me yet for the (lost count) time again. However, I have overcome a lot of these and always praise God for seeing me through the bad times, which have only made me a stronger person.

&lt;strong&gt;8. Favorite Film?&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, there's so many to choose from, so for now I'm going to have to go with just what first popped in my brain: "Angels and Demons", the sequel to "The Da Vinci Code".

&lt;strong&gt;9. Tell me one thing I don’t know about you.&lt;/strong&gt; There's a lot to this question, but in case you didn't read my last 'tag' I had lasik eye surgery several years back. Best thing I did at the time, but now I'm paying the price since I have severe chronic dry eye and those Restasis eye drops are &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; pricey even with insurance, especially since the optometrist said I'd need to take them either very long term or for life. UGH! But again, things can be worse, so I still feel I am very blessed.

&lt;strong&gt;10. If you were a comic book/strip or cartoon character, who would you be?&lt;/strong&gt; The Classic version of Winnie the Pooh. I loved him as a child and still do as an adult for his sweet, often wise bear, yet also very silly in his ways who is stuffed with fluff.

&lt;strong&gt;The four bloggers I tag this Meme to are those that I think (hope) will play along:
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My new friend &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bridgettetaylor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bridgette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;a href="http://bridgettetaylor.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A girl and her dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://mcmamasmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;McMamma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at her awesome site &lt;a href="http://mcmamasmusings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;McMama's Musings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;
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My dear friend &lt;a href="http://lifereframed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Marci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://lifereframed.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Life Refrained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

And last but certaintly not least &lt;a href="http://richgift.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Edie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the wonderful woman who created my blog site which I get so many compliments on. She is at &lt;a href="http://richgift.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Rich Gifts Graphics and Blog Designs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (Again, sorry Edie about my 3 year old using my cell today and accidentally calling you! :D )

SO NOW WON'T YOU ALL COME ON DOWN BECAUSE YOU FOUR ARE THE NEXT CONTESTANTS ON &lt;strike&gt;"THE PRICE IS RIGHT!"&lt;/strike&gt; this tag meme. Can't wait to read your answers!!!

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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SnzCJi0RE3I/AAAAAAAAC7U/j1JNdttrVLQ/s1600-h/Charles+and+Terra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367378325139428210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SnzCJi0RE3I/AAAAAAAAC7U/j1JNdttrVLQ/s400/Charles+and+Terra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Precious Lord,

Please calm the fears and concerns from Charles, Dan, and Terra and do what only You can do more than any other doctor around; heal this baby girl by bringing Terra's blood pressure down quickly so that she is not delivered at such an early date; way to early. Jesus, I plead your blood over this little baby in Terra's womb, that your hands of protection are surrounding every being of her tiny body. I believe you are the Almighty and can do such a thing. Help Charles and Terra stay calm, even though I know it's not easy, so that her blood pressure and anxiety doesn't increase. I ask that you give Terra peace so that her stress level is low to reduce her blood pressure and that the Doctors provide the best medications to help bring it back down. I also pray for Charles, his close brother Dan, their parents, and entire family so that they are a strong support for the circumstances they are currently faced with. We trust you Lord and know you above all else can do what nobody else can!

In Jesus Name I pray. Amen."&lt;/span&gt;
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She started Upward Cheerleading three weeks ago and there are just 6, maybe 7, kindergarten cheerleaders in the squad. They are simple cheers from my stand point but from hers I can see they are a little difficult. Last week I actually video'd them in practice so when we were home all week she would be able to use the video as a guide to know the cheer better (The first week when I didn't video it none of us hardly remembered the cheer or moves that go with it.)

I find that I am getting frustrated with her because even just with it being her and I in our living room she won't yell even when I tell her too. It's almost like she's embarrassed or something. I try to give her positive feedback but it's not working. The biggest thing the cheer coaches want is for the kids to be LOUD, and even though I know she can be (trust me) in cheer practice she freezes up. (It's hard to hear any of the kids in this video but believe it or not they were raising their voices. You can mainly hear the little hispanic girl in the front row with super long hair.) Here is Jewel in squad practice and she is the hispanic one in the back row wearing the purple cheer uniform next to the little girl wearing yellow. (You may have to pause the right sidebar playlist to hear this video clip.) She does some of the moves good but is basically just 'mouthing' the words to the cheer. Any suggesstions to encourage her to be loud or even just somewhat loud&lt;i&gt;ER&lt;/i&gt;? Any ideas would be so appreciated!
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However, this did not mean that they too are not old enough to know it was wrong to play with the syrup and rub it in their hair amongst other things. The biggest saving grace was that the bottle of syrup was at it's lowest anyway (practically gone) so the mess was somewhat minimal but still on their bodies, my sons skin and hair to be more exact. I did show my frustration with a few shouts and then took the remainder of their waffles and tossed them in the trash. This, to them, didn't seem to affect them terribly as they had both already eaten the majority of their food. I quickly wiped down my son and placed him in some nice dress shorts and shirt and got out my daughters clothing for her to dress herself. After wiping my son down and preparing to do his hair I realized that he didn't need too much gel in it as the maple syrup acted in it's place, almost better. I simply combed it back some so that he appeared the way he does in the photo on the left side bar here. The one where he is posed in his Christmas suit.

We did miss Sunday school but were all right on time for Sunday morning service, which I was pleased about. Though my mind was still a little rattled over the morning chaos I tried my best to worship and glorify God for the many blessings He's given me. And after all, a 3 and 5 year old playing in some maple syrup wasn't really that bad; not when I can compare it to other things which could have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; but didn't; things could have been ten times worse and I praised the Lord this morning when He revealed this to me.

However the kids still did get punished by being told they would be both taking a nap after they eat their lunch when church was over. This seemed to serve them both well as neither of them can't stand taking nap alone in their bedrooms. This will also serve as time for me to regroup and spend some much needed quiet time with the Lord. God only knows between yesterdays post and this mornings post of my heartrate climbing, I desperately need to feel His peace!

Blessings to you this Sunday!


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It started last week when I ran into something so horrible, so ugly, so grand and disgusting that I almost threw up on myself! My almost 6 year old daughter was getting ready for bed when she spotted it. She came running out of the hallway 'Momma, come quick there's a big bug in the hall!' (Dear God, please don't let it be another cockroach!) Unfortunately God didn't hear my plea and sure enough it was a cockroach, but not just any cockroach mind you, but one I could have thrown a saddle on and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ridden&lt;/span&gt; around the block; it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;huuuuuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Now, just to keep you informed; if you reside in Texas as I do, having summer cockroaches in your home is not a sign that your house is dirty, but rather it's because the heat outdoors is so hot and humid that's it's quite common for bugs to try to find their way indoors of people homes, garages, or anywhere else to get out from under the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scorching&lt;/span&gt; sun. The same is true for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; climates where very cold weather is common; as cockroaches look for the same kind of relief from freezing temperatures. Though some sites will tell you the weather is not a factor, I have heard over and over again by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Houstonians&lt;/span&gt; that this is not the case; that in fact roaches are more prone to be seen inside your home during summer months. And to back this up, I can verify this first hand as this is more common time our family and friends has witnessed this ourselves.

I entered the hallway ever so slowly, trying to remain composed so my children knew Mommy had everything under control and there was nothing to be feared. I'll tell you right now I failed! I looked for 'this bug' mainly on the floor, searching with my eyes, wondering what I might find, until I gazed upward and saw the thing. I couldn't help it; I went in full panic mode &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SnSHVl8DPqI/AAAAAAAAC5k/njcyahhLbMQ/s1600-h/panic+button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 77px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365061861136088738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SnSHVl8DPqI/AAAAAAAAC5k/njcyahhLbMQ/s400/panic+button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SnSG0P2ysnI/AAAAAAAAC5c/d0ZyOAnNtLY/s1600-h/panic+button.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and I screamed like a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; schoolgirl who just dropped their newly made two scoop ice cream cone on the sidewalk! It was perched atop the hall bathroom edge frame looked down at all of us, as we stared back at it. I told the kids to stay calm, even though I myself was the one who was freaking out. Normally I would have yelled for my husbands help but unfortunately he was not home so it was up to me alone to take on the daunting task of getting rid of this 'thing'. My first approach was to grab the broom and dustpan to scoop the roach up in, followed by my next plan of flushing it down the toilet. If only it were that easy...

I went to get the broom quickly so the creature wouldn't disappear in my absence. As I returned to the hallway I swear the roach must have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tripled&lt;/span&gt; in size and I was terrified to knock it down, but knew I had to. I instructed the kids to get in my daughters bedroom and close the door and then I made my move; I swung the broom to push the roach onto the tile floor but as I did my earlier scream was nothing in comparison to the one I let out at that very moment. As soon as my broom edged closer to the &lt;s&gt;horse&lt;/s&gt; roach it began to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; FLY! That's right, you heard me, I had a huge flying roach inside of my house! Never had I encountered a flying roach in my life until that night and I pray I never will again. As I gave out a blood curdling scream, dropped the broom, and ran with both my kids crying behind me, afraid to open their door but did so anyway. I never in my life knew that I could scream, run, and even begin to wet myself all at the same until this night!! Who ever knows what one's body will do when placed in unpleasant and fearful situations!

"Momma are you okay?!' I heard my little girl holler running halfway in tears after me. Brave, I thought of her to come out of her bedroom after hearing mommy yell for dear life. "Yes, sweetie, it's just a big roach bug and mommy just does not like bugs. I'm sorry I scared you but really this bug can't hurt us. Mommy just has to get close enough to it to get it into the toilet to flush it and mommy just doesn't like that." "Let's pray Mommy that you'll be brave." I looked at her with tears in my eyes "That's a great idea sweetie because mommy really does need to be a brave mommy right now." My kids and I prayed and then I regrettably went back to the task at hand of getting and flushing that giant roach down the toilet.

Ever so carefully and once again I approached the hallway, this time my kids stayed far back in our kitchen as I took on the challenge alone. As soon as I entered the hall I saw it on the tile floor and since my broom was long enough I quickly began jabbing at it (along with short burst of screams) with the straws of the broom. Unfortunately the straw wasn't strong enough and only injured the insect, but thankfully it did so just enough to disable it so that I could swiftly swoop it into the dustpan while it was still on it's backside. I walked every so slowly to our hall bathroom as I watched it's legs slowly begin to pick up speed as it jolted around trying to flip itself over.

Finally I made it to the toilet and as soon as I began to dump the dustpan over for it to hit the water, the darn roach got the momentum to regain composure and flutter it's wings to fly again. Fortunately I outsmarted this intruder by rapidly slamming the toilet seat down on it before it got away! Hooray! Mommy scores 1, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cockroach&lt;/span&gt; 0!

I flushed the seat immediately and then at least 5 more times after that, just to be on the safe side ya know? Can't take any chances! I was terrified that the little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;booger&lt;/span&gt; was on the underside of the toilet edge (rim) which I could not see unless I shoved my head down far enough, which I was not about to do (of course). Over the next 24 hours (maybe more) I kept that bathroom door locked and instructed the kids to use mommy and daddy's master bathroom inside of our bedroom. I was not about to take any chances in going through a repeat of what I already encountered.

So this was the straw that broke &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mommas&lt;/span&gt; back! After being a full time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SAHM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Stay At home Mom) for over 2 glorious years, there are many a days that I feel beaten down, lonely, isolated, tired from playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;referee&lt;/span&gt; over a toy, tired of arguing with my small children to practice their letter sounds, numbers and other academics, but in the end, when it's all said and done, I am very blessed and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have this rare opportunity to watch my children grow day in and out from the many things that life has to offer. And be in well known that I WILL NOT ALLOW A ROACH, FLYING OR OTHER, TO FORCE ME OUT OF WHAT I FEEL GOD HAS CALLED ME TO DO!!! On that note, I hope you don't either!

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F.Y.I This is not the actual HUGE roach that was in my home, but the size of it, as you can see is outrageous and similar to the one I was forced to battle. I just found this image on the Internet to show as an example of the kind of enormous pest I was faced to deal with. If you're a man reading this post this type of thing may not disturb you but for most females I know this would be the exact thing that would make us cry for a week, because as we all know, where there is one insect, there very well may be many hiding out in the same place. Please pray that this is not the case.

&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;After note&lt;/span&gt;: After sharing this story, half in tears, while my husband hysterically laughed at my expense (which I did not appreciate) he did finally agree to hire a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reputable&lt;/span&gt; pest control to come to our home so that we will not be faced with this kind of thing again. As earlier stated this is not the first roach we had come across in our home this summer and I dread the idea of running into one again. Not to mention if there is one, there are more than likely others and who knows if one might be pregnant causing many, many more to be on the inside of our walls and home. I think something like this might cause me to take my kids and stay in a hotel temporarily until there's a semi-guarantee the pesticides being used are known to be an affective deterrent of such creatures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A helpful tip: I have heard one helpful tip for any of you who may have suffered this yourselves; that if you have starchy foods in your pantry, such as potatoes please make sure you keep them in a locked container, as roaches are very attracted to such snacks to feed on. They are also drawn to sitting water and dark, closed sheltered areas. Once you find one try to take measures quickly to get rid of them as a pregnant roach can drop as many as 40 eggs at one time. YUCK!



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Not to long ago I received a message through my 'Contact Us' blog site tab sent to my email from a woman by the name of Kristen from Provident Music Group asking me if I would be willing and interested in listening to one of their newer Christian artist Cd's, duo sisters Tal &amp;amp; Acacia and then asking if I would share my feedback about their music on a blog posting. This is the first time I had been approached by a company to ask for my thoughts about some music they would be sending me and since it was of a Christian Faith, naturally I was intrigued so I agreed.

Well just yesterday I received the two Cd's (one to keep for myself and the other to us as a give away). I listened to 'Wake Me' by the duo—sisters Tal &amp;amp; Acacia and I've gotta say that while listening to their music in my truck with my two young kids in the back seat that it was very different, yet invigorating and fresh. Tal &amp;amp; Acacia music is defined under the category as Pop/Alternative/Christian and rightfully so; it matches this league yet is also in a league of its own.

My initial first impression of this CD was that the music had a little too much of a 'twang' for my taste and I also felt that it had a childlike, kind of teenage type of style to it, yet it didn't take me long to find that after just listening to their songs but a couple of times that I began singing the chorus to their words in my mind, craving to listen to their soundtrack again.
&lt;p&gt;The beat from the music in this CD, Wake Me, is somewhat 'different' (if you will) but also very moving and alive, and the lyrics are very catchy. But for me what changes my 'like it' to 'love it' was the words and common life conflicts that they display through their talented writing of songs. For me this is a BIG hit with any music I listen to; if I can relate to the message in what the song is producing than I am more often than not won over by the piece of melody, which was the case with 'Wake Me'. For instance the song 'Garbage In', was a very convicting one that challenged me to look at my own reflection in the mirror at what potential 'garbage' I have allowed in my own personal life. Same goes for the song 'Merry Go Round', which for me, spoke to me on a Spiritual level about moving out of my own comfort zone of everyday routines to venture out and seek God for His will and desire for my life, and less of my own fleshly wants. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I began to very much enjoy the music and as a HUGE bonus it was very family friendly in that I could listen to it while in the company of my almost 6 yr. old and almost 4 yr. old children. In fact my soon to be 6 year old daughter continually asked that I replay 'Garbage In' repeatedly as she loved the way it sounded; she even began to try to memorize the words! I explained the meaning behind the song; that the Garbage (meaning if you put the wrong information in your mind/heart, the results coming out will also be wrong) and she actually seemed to have gotten that concept. I don't know how well she's gotten the understanding of it, but all I can say is later during the evening when she was playing in her younger brother bedroom I overheard her telling him what the song represents. This is what I heard her say as I quietly listened to her convere with Little Jesse, her younger brother: 'The 'garbage' is what Satan fills your mind with like when you want to watch a cartoon with guns then you'll start to pretend to be that garbage and want to use guns too and I don't want you to use guns because they hurt people, okay little Jesse?!' Pronounced with a firm exclamation at the end of her instructions to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such is the case in the adult world as well, or any age for that matter. So whether that it be watching a seductive TV show, viewing pornography on the Internet, hanging around crowds that try to persuade you into doing inappropriate activities such as drinking, driving and drinking, drugs, robbery, cursing, etc, anything that would move you further away from the Lord is to be considered garbage. Doing such things long enough is going to come out in the one who is surrounding themselves with it. So for me personally, this song, 'Garbage In', was my favorite, maybe it's because the song really spoke to me on a personal and spiritual note of conviction or maybe it's because I was touched by how much my own 5 year old daughter quickly was drawn to the lyrics; I'm not sure, but for me it has always been and will always be that anytime a song forces or prompts me to view my own convictions in my life, drawing me to serve Him better and stronger, than the song almost immediately has me wrapped around it's finger!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon after I received a request to review the CD 'Wake Me' I received another email from a Christian Homeschooling Company asking if I would be interested in reviewing some of their homeschooling products and also doing a blog posting about my review on it as well. I was in shock because both of these companies contacted me through my blog within just weeks of one another, and in the same way that I agreed to review the Christian CD I also agreed to review Crossway's Homeschooling supplies, which I am awaiting for now. I am excited about this product since I will be able to give an accurate review by applying the homeschooling material to my own kindergartner and preschooler and watch to see how they measure up with their understanding of the academics involved. I only hope that it lives up to our expectations, which I don't doubt it will. Please keep your eye out for this review as I hope to post it hopefully before school begin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

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During a late afternoon conversation yesterday with my sister-in-law, Mari, she asked me if I would pose a question on my blog in hopes to get a variety of replies from others. At first she directed this question seeking Christian replies but later wanted to know how non Christians felt about this from their perspective too.

So here I am doing just that. Here is what she would like to know: (Well I'll just copy and paste the question she asked in her own words on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;):


For those of you that are Christians:

Do you feel your Faith should be limited to only church or with other Christians?

Do you think it is tacky if someone shows a cross in public. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;: cross necklace, cross displayed on a T-shirt or farm on F&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;arm Town&lt;/span&gt; (this is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; application game)?

What do you think God says about this?

Do you think He would want us to keep our Faith confined in certain places?

Want to know as I am currently discussing this topic w/someone :)

&lt;strong&gt;After some of the replies she received on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, she later asked for non-Christians to share their input as well and how they felt about this.
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One of the woman on her wall replied with this:

&lt;em&gt;"I feel that Christianity should be shared with all. There are many ways to do this including what you wear, how you act and of course talking about your beliefs with others no matter where you are at. God says that we are to go out and spread the word, not just discuss it with other Christians. If we only talked to other Christians then how would the word be spread?"&lt;/em&gt;
-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; Member

I 100% agree with this reply to my sister in laws question and now Mari would be blessed to hear your thoughts about this if you don't mind sharing....

By the way my sister-in-law, Mari, is a saved woman herself so she isn't asking this by her own thoughts, but from a conversation she was having with another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; member, though supposedly a Christian herself, this other woman felt it was too 'showy' for Mari to have a cross displayed on one of the games she plays on that network; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Farmville&lt;/span&gt;.

You can meet Mari and follow the replies to this question she asked on her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; wall yesterday by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/inbox/?ref=mb#/marimomx4?__a=1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Of course if you don't have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; account you'll have to open one up first in order to follow the replies on this open-ended conversation. Of if you'd like you can simply leave a comment here and I'm sure Mari will leave some comments behind you at some point during the day.


&lt;a&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sarah" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/sarah_gnf_sig12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870708693431618625-5186815548518623474?l=www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/feeds/5186815548518623474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/talk-to-me-requested-question-by-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/5186815548518623474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/5186815548518623474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/talk-to-me-requested-question-by-my.html' title='Talk to me! (Requested question by my sister-n-law, Mari).'/><author><name>God's Not Finished With Us Yet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521680021323003843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sk2IGHm1pZI/AAAAAAAACyc/bYzEZ_OaKoo/S220/scan+027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/th_sarah_gnf_sig12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-2720664033060765515</id><published>2009-07-19T13:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:57:42.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Report - To God Be The Glory!</title><content type='html'>After sharing my post titled &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/i-just-need-good-cry-sniff-sniff.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'I just need a good cry!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with some of the struggles I felt that I was drowning in slowly, but not terribly slowly, God has begun to speak to me about 'sink or swim'. He has spoken through many of my wonderful friend such as yourselves, my wonderful mother in law, my oldest sister Mary, my husband, and during quiet time alone with Him in prayer and tears. He has heard my frustration and has helped me find the strength to pull myself out of the pit I had fallen into by getting up and moving.

My husband and I had been visiting various churches over the last several weeks, 5 different churches to be exact, and we finally feel we are getting close to settle down with one that meets our entire family needs. The church has been very welcoming from the very beginning to when we first entered their entry doors last week. In fact there was one woman who said to me 'I think I know you, what is your name?', to which I replied 'Yeah, you look familiar to me as well, I am Sarah (last name).' She then introduced herself as she walked our family to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; church service building. She is one of the other mother's who was volunteering to help when I was the 'room mom' in Jewels Kindergarten class last year and she was very helpful in working with me as it had been my first year to volunteer at the school. She even made the comment to me 'You've lost weight haven't you?' I wanted to jump up and shout 'Okay, we've found our church!!!' &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But she was right; I had lost quite a bit of weight because I have been working super hard at eating healthier foods, smaller proportions, and getting exercise in more unusual ways like mowing our yard and edging the grass, or similar hot and sweaty jobs that bring much cardiovascular activity. Not fun but kills two birds with one stone; yard work gets finished and I get my heart rate pumping and exhausted; burning fat and building muscle.

There are many things my husband and I look for in a church; one being the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;welcoming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we feel upon our visit there, the general 'feel' from the congregation: Do they seem uptight? Do they respond or feel engaged to what the Pastor is preaching with nods of their heads or are some falling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Are our children being taught in their class while we are being taught in service? Are they learning or just playing? Does the church share the same beliefs we do about God, His Son, The Holy Spirit, Water Baptism?; just to name a few. Do they offer other ministry services like Sunday School, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Men's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Group ministries of fellowship where we can get to know and bond with others like us? Do they challenge us to grow and equip us to serve within and outside of the church to those who need to hear about God's awesome unconditional love?

Well the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we've attended the last two weeks seems to have all of these blessings and then some. There is also a nice variety of diversity in this church, not limited by color, heritage, age, dress, or anything else. And the church is not too large where we feel overlooked and it's not too small either where we feel it's roots aren't defined and organized yet. Quite the opposite; this church feels to us like a place that we hope to visualize as a place that our family can grow with while learning to be better stewards for Christ. The church is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bayshore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Baptist.

Jesse and I are very excited about learning and befriending the members of this church more over the next several weeks while we pray asking the Lord if this is the church God would have us be planted in. As some of you know church 'shopping' is a very heavy and mentally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; task and one that can take a lot of time, observation, and heavy, heavy prayer asking Christ to lead us to a place we can call 'home' away from home. If any of you have been at this place like we have been than you can understand and appreciate the urgent need we feel to find the right place to immerse our family into on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Spiritual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; level; a church that desires to grow together in unity but more importantly in serving our Master, Jesus Christ.

Dr. Mark Redd, Pastor of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bayshore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Baptist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; shared an awesome message today about how we as Christ followers can either be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scardey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-cat or persevere as a Lion killer during certain situations we may face. (He was continuing on from his message last week about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benaiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: The Lion Killer.) The message taught today was one that I myself was being ministered through the Holy Spirit already; sitting idle in my troubles or doing something about them by slaying them and continuing to move forward. Isn't it so awesome how God already begins to work on one's heart condition and then brings it full term to a message that you are being ministered through at the church as well?? I just love that!!!

Please continue to pray for our family as we also pray and seek His Holiness in planting our family at the church that He has in store for us. Thank you already for everything you have been to us; a family, a friend, a firm believer in Christ striving to do His will.



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Our 3 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; face of disappointment when he learned that all of the men on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ball field&lt;/span&gt; suddenly 'disappeared' when he was so ready to join in on the game.  He loves to play ball and the look on his face speaks for itself over his hurt in not being 'welcomed' to join in on the fun of playing baseball.  After all, me as his mom, preferred he not play with a bunch of teenage boys and men who were fathers themselves, with him being only 3 years old, but none-the-less it still broke my heart that his passion to play with them was quickly shattered.  It's always hard to witness your child express hurt even if it is just over playing a game of ball; it is still his love. And when I say it's his 'love' I mean it to the fullest extent; he even watches the big league professional games on the sports channel with daddy.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully, unknown to him, we will be registering him in Tee-Ball which registration begins in August for fall ball to begin this year.  We haven't told 'Happy' this just in case someone in registration argues about his age (so far everyone has told us he has to be 4 by the registration date and he won't be turning 4 until  2 weeks later).  We did manage to speak with a man higher up the chain who directed us to another coach who is willing to accept our son to begin Tee-Ball for this upcoming fall.  The only thing he suggested we work on with him is getting him used to hitting the baseball from the Tee-Ball (he doesn't like to hit it from there but likes us to throw it instead), but balls aren't normally pitched to younger players until they reach age 7.  He also advised us to get him practicing to catch the ball when he is in outfield, which this will be something new, as we have never worked on him with this.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So next week we are going to Academy to have him fitted for a youth glove &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mitt&lt;/span&gt; for catching balls either in the air or on the ground and then trying to teach him to throw it to his closest team player who will make an 'out' of the opposing baseball team.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know much about baseball myself but am quickly learning just by watching the games my husband does on the Sports Channel.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will be a busy end of summer as both our kids will be in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cheer leading&lt;/span&gt; and youth baseball but well worth the excitement to watch them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;flourish&lt;/span&gt; in their desired recreational activity. 


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The past two &lt;s&gt;weeks&lt;/s&gt; months has been crazy in all sense of the word. I feel as though I have zero control over my two children, my husband has certain &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt; of me that I can't seem to live up to, and every since I've been a full time SAHM my social life has been dead. I have missed church more than I ever have prior to before I was saved by Christ. I am 'spent', drained, and can not seem to get a foot hold on many of the &lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;things I once did. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; afraid to go to church because I know the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; ministry will just ask me to help them watch the babies/kids, which I've done for so long and how can I say 'no' to helping out when needed?  Yet I so badly want to be in service and bond with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christian&lt;/span&gt; females who visit one another, pray together, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt; have kids the same ages. I desperately want females that share in my same faith to become great friends with!

The only scenery and world I know is of being in the house 95% of the time with a 3 and 5 year old. Whereas my husband has a world outside of this, he is good about helping with the kids (at times) and is a great cook (otherwise we'd probably all die.). But he also &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; to leave the house often to his job. Not saying that his job isn't hard work because believe me I know working with Acid is very dangerous work. But the point is that he gets that outlet to have a different scenery, a different world where he converses with male adults, sometimes cutting up jokes, sometimes enjoying lunch together, other times working. I'm not making excuses that 'Oh, poor is me that I can stay home and raise my own kids why he foots the bill.' Not at all; I'm just saying my main outlet is my adult talk online, which my husband says is turning into too much Internet usage. He's probably right though. Well he is right.

When I read &lt;a href="http://takeck.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-takin-blog-cation.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lauryn's blog post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about going on a '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blog-cation&lt;/span&gt;' (vacation from blogging) I thought that was such a neat and necessary thing to do when you realize what ones true priorities are. I might just ask her if I can 'steal' that idea and do this myself. I just need to regroup and get things in order so I don't go nuts.

Please pray for me; as it stands my husband and I don't even pray as a couple like we once had and we fight more than we used to; mainly about how we differ in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disciplining&lt;/span&gt; our kids, the lack of intimacy we share, the horrible, horrible heat, ect. I don't know what has come over me or us, but something has got to change for the betterment of our family, children, me. And I know what that change has to be; Christ. Please pray that God will help us to get our priorities in line, our house in order, our affections back where they once were and more imprortantly our prayer life on a regular basis. Thank you all so very much!


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It's been a hectic day so I'm late in posting my Tell Me Thursday, but hey it is still Thursday right? :D

My photo from Wordless Wednesday is found &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/wordless-wednessday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It is a picture of a board game that my family threw in the fire when we got fed up with it. Can you see what game it is through the fire? If you guessed the famous aged 'Trivial Pursuit' you're absolutely right.

It was a couple of years ago when I flew from Houston to Seattle to visit my sister, nephews, and brother in law. The night was getting later and later, colder and colder and conversation was coming to a crawl.

It was my wonderful sister who had the bright idea to play this game which I so much dreaded but reluctantly joined in on. After only 30 min. into this mind twisting torture of not so terribly smart individuals we all agreed to ditch this game that seemed to taunt us all. The closest thing nearby was my sisters fireplace which I joyfully (but carefully) started to toss in all of those nerve ending questions on history, science, the Arts, technology, and mind boggling brain teasers. That's right we delightfully watched this game burn to ashes; well maybe not fully into ashes as the game questions are as strict and stubborn as the boardbox itself! But nonetheless, it felt good. I've always hated that game.


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&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlTG4zmI2tI/AAAAAAAAC0s/TAGdkWW_OSk/s1600-h/DSCI0741%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356124536075508434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlTG4zmI2tI/AAAAAAAAC0s/TAGdkWW_OSk/s400/DSCI0741%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was blown away today when my SIL emailed me these photo's from their fourth of July Parade in Dallas. She said that thier son, not quite 1 yet, won 1st place and it's no wonder. I was suprised in amazment at the work they put into turning a red wagon and booster seat (?) and made it look so good like an all out armored vehicle! I just adore these pictures and couldn't help but share them.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRnONBK7kI/AAAAAAAAC0c/W2ue3ucBwr4/s1600-h/DSCI0742%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;


&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRnONBK7kI/AAAAAAAAC0c/W2ue3ucBwr4/s1600-h/DSCI0742%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRnONBK7kI/AAAAAAAAC0c/W2ue3ucBwr4/s1600-h/DSCI0742%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRnONBK7kI/AAAAAAAAC0c/W2ue3ucBwr4/s1600-h/DSCI0742%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356019350560763458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRnONBK7kI/AAAAAAAAC0c/W2ue3ucBwr4/s400/DSCI0742%5B2%5D.JPG" /&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My newphew&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRm2Ot27jI/AAAAAAAAC0U/jWRuuGu_Vks/s1600-h/DSCI0745%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356018938699771442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRm2Ot27jI/AAAAAAAAC0U/jWRuuGu_Vks/s400/DSCI0745%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My half-siblings:
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My younger sister who is in the Army and my younger brother, the proud daddy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, and of coure the 1st place winner; his son.
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRmr5POeBI/AAAAAAAAC0M/BmyeSuaydsM/s1600-h/DSCI0740%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356018761135454226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRmr5POeBI/AAAAAAAAC0M/BmyeSuaydsM/s400/DSCI0740%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Better watch out! Looks like he's eyeballin' ya!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRmdHduCSI/AAAAAAAAC0E/S12eou1JnNM/s1600-h/DSCI0750%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356018507256301858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SlRmdHduCSI/AAAAAAAAC0E/S12eou1JnNM/s400/DSCI0750%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OHHHH, SO CUTE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;





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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Note&lt;/strong&gt;: To pause a slide simply roll (not click) your mouse over it and it will stop.&lt;/strong&gt;

This is our 5 year old daughter's Toddler Craft entry, which you can do as well. Visit Onnaholl's blog site by clicking here: &lt;a href="http://www.toddlercraft.net/art-contest/art-contest-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toddler Craft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to get all the information, guidelines, art craft ideas, and how to enter your own submission. You can also follow Onna on Twitter by just doing a search for Onnaholl. Even if you choose not to enter in the contest, Toddler Craft still has a huge amount of craft ideas geared at specific ages, tips, suggestions, and mounds of other insightful information for any parent to learn and gain knowledge from. And if you subscribe to her site you'll get all the information sent to you email regularly. I was so blessed by some of the emails I've received because they don't just touch on crafts but also on children's stages of development, tips on preparing and getting ready for school and so very much more. If you have young kids, I guarantee you'll be blessed by all the information you'll received. Just click the link above to or the 'button' on this side bar 'Toddler Craft' to view this awesome and very active site!

&lt;strong&gt;For the donated prized my husband and I have offered for this contest you can view them by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2007/01/toddler-craft-prizes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/strong&gt;

&lt;a&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Sarah" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/sarah_gnf_sig12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870708693431618625-2021369055719251937?l=www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/feeds/2021369055719251937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/under-sea-toddler-craft.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/2021369055719251937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870708693431618625/posts/default/2021369055719251937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.godsnotfinishedwithusyet.com/2009/07/under-sea-toddler-craft.html' title='&quot;Under The Sea&quot; Toddler Craft'/><author><name>God's Not Finished With Us Yet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17521680021323003843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/Sk2IGHm1pZI/AAAAAAAACyc/bYzEZ_OaKoo/S220/scan+027.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee44/sarahlopez_2007/vintage%20blog%20design/th_sarah_gnf_sig12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870708693431618625.post-4506988500301998926</id><published>2009-07-03T10:32:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:31:24.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I ♥ Faces Constructive Feedback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SsYdeWE8BVI/AAAAAAAADEw/E4IsvorPxt8/s1600-h/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IxnMRBMCA3Y/SsYdeWE8BVI/AAAAAAAADEw/E4IsvorPxt8/s320/I_Heart_Faces_Feedback_jpg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have decided to put my most passionate love of photography on display with &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-constructive-feedback-friday.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with their Constructive Feedback Friday to ask them to please give constructive feedback on what I did wrong and what I could have done MUCH better when taking this photo.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I already know that I failed to have the flash going which was a HUGE detriment&amp;nbsp;because I wanted to snap away at so very much during my daughter/sons sibling birthday party that I kept my Nikon D90 on continuous shooting mode.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't remember so I'm not sure if I still also had it on the 'Sports' Mode since the party was held in a 'Bounce House' and the kids were actively jumping wild all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately I don't know much more about the photo like the aperature or ISO since I haven't begun my digital photography classes to understand all of this just yet.&amp;nbsp; I am a little familiar with some of these words/terms/abreviations through great friends I've met through I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Faces.com but I still have quite a bit to learn so this is why I've asked my friends and editors of this site to please consider helping me fix this photo that I would just love to keep for memories of my son's 4th baseball party 'Bounce House' birthday.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Below is&amp;nbsp;my edited&amp;nbsp;photo that all I felt I could do was try to lighten the photo up some, but as you can see, it is still a VERY poor photo with a lot of grain...isn't that what photographers refer to as 'noise'?&lt;br /&gt;
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