<?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-8494862713504690061</id><updated>2012-01-31T03:25:17.612-05:00</updated><category term='utube'/><category term='Lake Norman'/><category term='Homeschool'/><category term='Cafe Chat'/><category term='Fellowship'/><category term='testimonies'/><category term='God tube'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Melt downs'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Drive In'/><category term='Life Group'/><category term='strengths'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Kidscape'/><category term='Shelly'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='Discoverylane'/><category term='MOSAIC'/><category term='Zac'/><category term='Questions Jesus Asked'/><category term='Heaven'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Small group'/><title type='text'>Drink Offering</title><subtitle type='html'>"As for me, my life has already been poured out as an offering to God."
2 Timothy 4:6</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4102726680017007145</id><published>2009-06-18T00:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:58:51.996-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Small group'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fellowship'/><title type='text'>Small group Victory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SjnFNTHdcJI/AAAAAAAADyY/UXWRav4yLCw/s1600-h/po006_full_who_i_am_in_christ_artistic_print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348522864739709074" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SjnFNTHdcJI/AAAAAAAADyY/UXWRav4yLCw/s400/po006_full_who_i_am_in_christ_artistic_print.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SjnAw1VxyHI/AAAAAAAADyQ/JoOBDjj-nqw/s1600-h/may200092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SjnAw1VxyHI/AAAAAAAADyQ/JoOBDjj-nqw/s400/may200092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Tonight in my small group we finished up the book "Victory over the Darkness" Neil T Anderson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;It's Jesus' promise to you--the promise that you live triumphantly. But what keeps you from really walking in the joy of the Lord?The power of darkness attack us daily. But, as Dr. Neil Anderson shows in Victory over the Darkness, you can have the power to conquer them by knowing who you are in Christ.In Victory over the Darkness you'll learn how to:- Realize the power of your identity in Christ.- Free yourself from the burdens of your past.- Stand against the spiritual forces of this world.- Win the battle for your mind.- Become the spiritual person you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This group of people have a special place in my heart! These pictures don't do justice to my peeps. I took these a few weeks ago when half of them were not present;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It amazes me how even though I have read through this book 4 times...it still impacts my life so much every time I study it. This great group of people have been fantastic!! Tonight everyone shared what they had discovered about themselves and their relationship with God. It was amazing the stories people told of how this study has changed their lives! I get so excited every time I see people set free from bondage and false beliefs!! I know God will continue to do powerful things in our lives and continue to grow us in relationship with one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I know this won't be the last time Iget to experience  someone truly set free on a journey through this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The truth is you can not live beyond what you believe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;If you believe the truth it will set you free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Thanks to my small group for pouring over this book and really asking and sharing the tough questions with one another. You guys are Amazing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4102726680017007145?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4102726680017007145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4102726680017007145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4102726680017007145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4102726680017007145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/06/small-group-victory.html' title='Small group Victory!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SjnFNTHdcJI/AAAAAAAADyY/UXWRav4yLCw/s72-c/po006_full_who_i_am_in_christ_artistic_print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-29112476122724123</id><published>2009-05-30T18:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:36:33.170-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>FaMiLy FuN nIgHt !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvcU6F-nI/AAAAAAAADo4/5yAmISay_9Y/s1600-h/mAY+fUN+nIGHT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvcU6F-nI/AAAAAAAADo4/5yAmISay_9Y/s400/mAY+fUN+nIGHT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic time hanging out with my Favs! The girls and I played danced around the house to 104.7 eighties night. Mark grilled us a fantastic dinner. Yum Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvctsqa4I/AAAAAAAADpA/wpRN8K4045c/s1600-h/DSCN4123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvctsqa4I/AAAAAAAADpA/wpRN8K4045c/s400/DSCN4123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbaque Chicken, Grilled corn, Italian green beans. Finer Lickin good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvcs-81mI/AAAAAAAADpI/JhoJS-M_Ghg/s1600-h/DSCN4143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvcs-81mI/AAAAAAAADpI/JhoJS-M_Ghg/s400/DSCN4143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on with the show! For years our girls have been creating and preforming various plays, skits, musicals, church services, revivals etc.... for our enjoyment. Tonight's show included a fashion show. Meet announcer and D J Sarah Grace Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvc_dEcjI/AAAAAAAADpQ/ajPVlZsbwz4/s1600-h/mAY+fUN+nIGHT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvc_dEcjI/AAAAAAAADpQ/ajPVlZsbwz4/s400/mAY+fUN+nIGHT1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cutie modeled 7 different outfits including accesories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGz3F0dsrI/AAAAAAAADpY/BAOXUs0AFJ0/s1600-h/mAY+fUN+nIGHT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341748392074523314" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGz3F0dsrI/AAAAAAAADpY/BAOXUs0AFJ0/s400/mAY+fUN+nIGHT2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt; We ended the night with one of our favorite family traditions.   Pajamma Run!!!!   After kids are in the bed,  Daddy turns on the lights and yells  Pajamma Run.   Then we all pile in the car and head for ice cream.  We went for Wendy's Frosties.     I Love nights like tonight.  Making memories that will last forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-29112476122724123?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/29112476122724123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=29112476122724123&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/29112476122724123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/29112476122724123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-fun-night.html' title='FaMiLy FuN nIgHt !!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SiGvcU6F-nI/AAAAAAAADo4/5yAmISay_9Y/s72-c/mAY+fUN+nIGHT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1447774107218032910</id><published>2009-05-26T22:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:48:51.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>Raindrops are falling on my head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Frlewiscmd%2Falbumid%2F5340322533394243617%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCNu98oyRifamUw%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime it rains we run outside to play!!  Well we do have enough sense to come in from a thunderstorm....most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl we lived in Lexington, Kentucky.  My daddy would always take us for long walks in the rain.  It is one of the best childhood memories!!  Sometimes we would even wash our hair outside on the drive way.  We would draw pictures with dish soap and watch as they bubbled and ran down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as a mom myself, when a steady rain falls I run around the house like crazy and force my kids to come out and play with me:)  It usually doesn't take much coaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my neighbors think we are nuts.  I don't pay them any mind.  Today I took a lot of pictures of the girls.  Next time I'll try to remember to get some of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this really cool and fairly large turtle right in the middle of the yard.  Kyndall was so excited and of course wanted to keep him.  We convinced her to set him free.  What a fun day!  Next time it rains head over to our house and play!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1447774107218032910?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1447774107218032910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1447774107218032910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1447774107218032910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1447774107218032910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/05/raindrops-are-falling-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops are falling on my head!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1010630187755020046</id><published>2009-05-20T00:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:42:57.268-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShOJntpal9I/AAAAAAAADgU/qWFiQabX7_M/s1600-h/girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShOJntpal9I/AAAAAAAADgU/qWFiQabX7_M/s400/girls1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShOJn7Po-qI/AAAAAAAADgc/XE84kjERnd0/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShOJn7Po-qI/AAAAAAAADgc/XE84kjERnd0/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Spent the evening outdoors with the girls taking a whole bunch of pictures!  Can't beleive how fast they are growing Up!  Planning on cherishing every moment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1010630187755020046?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1010630187755020046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1010630187755020046&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1010630187755020046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1010630187755020046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/05/beautiful-faces.html' title='Beautiful Faces'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShOJntpal9I/AAAAAAAADgU/qWFiQabX7_M/s72-c/girls1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5176725644048132491</id><published>2009-05-18T22:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:38:57.650-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Cats Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShIdHE-A_SI/AAAAAAAADfc/C1rC4gAoli8/s1600-h/DSCN3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShIdHE-A_SI/AAAAAAAADfc/C1rC4gAoli8/s1600-h/DSCN3901.JPG"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShIdHE-A_SI/AAAAAAAADfc/C1rC4gAoli8/s400/DSCN3901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just had this precious conversation with Kyndall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Mom I have something that I need to tell you. (Deep Breath and terror stricken eyes) I just know I have to tell you..... but I don't know how. Well I do know how, but I know you will be disappointed in me...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: "Well Kyndall what makes you want to tell me now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Well, I just think about it a lot and it makes me feel bad on the inside like deep down in my heart for a long time." " I did something really bad and I think you might be shocked"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: "How long ago did it happen?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: " I think about a year ago or something." "But sometimes I think about it and I feel like I really need to tell you about it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: " Kyndall is there a voice inside that whispers and tells you to come to me and let me know what you did?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Yes...but I try not to listen until now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: " Kyndall I am sure that is the Holy Spirit speaking to you. Not to make you feel bad or guilty but just to encourage you to do the right thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Mom see this cat mask, I really like it. I liked it so much that about a year ago I took it from Odessa's house with out asking. I remember you asked me where I got it and I told you grandma gave it to me and that was a big lie. (Deep Breath and teared eyes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: " And now every time you see it and want to play with it you are reminded of what you did and how wrong it was?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Yah and I hear that voice again and Mom I am so sorry because I know that was a terrible thing to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: " Kyndall your right...you made a bad choice....But I have to say I am so proud of you for listening to the voice of Jesus and coming to me with the truth. You need to know that I will always love you no matter what you do. Even when you make a bad choice." I know it's been a long time but we need to put this up in a safe place and make plans to give it back to Odessa and tell her what happened."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: " I know. (Huge relief sigh) I love you MOM." I feel so much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: "Kyndall let's pray and ask for forgiveness and thank God for always helping us do the right thing. (Prayer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kyndall: "Thanks Mom" (Big Tight Hugs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me: " Kyndall always remember when you hear a soft voice telling you to do the right thing...you should listen right away the first time. The longer you ignore it, the harder it is to hear Him when He talks to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BIG HUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5176725644048132491?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5176725644048132491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5176725644048132491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5176725644048132491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5176725644048132491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/05/cats-eyes.html' title='Cats Eyes'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/ShIdHE-A_SI/AAAAAAAADfc/C1rC4gAoli8/s72-c/DSCN3901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5099211031758913512</id><published>2009-05-16T15:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T16:38:40.551-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Race City Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/Sg8V2VMbLgI/AAAAAAAADbI/ZA_vCv-zRpM/s1600-h/may20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/Sg8V2VMbLgI/AAAAAAAADbI/ZA_vCv-zRpM/s400/may20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Visited the Race City Festival today! Formally known as the Lake Norman Festival. It was quite a different experience from the "old times" of actually working the festival at a Race City Booth. The only thing that was familiar was the Rain!! Some of you know what I am saying!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Anyway enjoyed acro-fitness as always and now convinced that this might be the "one thing" I can get Kyndall interested in:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_spell" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;We took Zachary too. Now that was a hoot. Of course ran into a bunch of friends, ate a pretzel(with mustard of course), and most of all satisfied my addiction. The real reason I attend these type of events at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Free Pens and Pencils!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Seriously, Every year I collect enough pens, rulers, and pencils to furnish our home school for the entire year!  It's why I go in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Just looked through old pics to find Lake Norman Festival pictures and couldn't find a single one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;end note:  I have also realized how much I like blogging and How posting on face book has rendered me incapable of typing complete sentences, using way too many !!! and :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5099211031758913512?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5099211031758913512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5099211031758913512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5099211031758913512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5099211031758913512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/05/race-city-festival_16.html' title='Race City Festival'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/Sg8V2VMbLgI/AAAAAAAADbI/ZA_vCv-zRpM/s72-c/may20009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5762058603909035853</id><published>2009-04-04T17:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:17:04.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><title type='text'>Gas Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SdfOJ0ssAUI/AAAAAAAADZA/M_rAIyWepTI/s1600-h/Gas+give+away.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SdfOJ0ssAUI/AAAAAAAADZA/M_rAIyWepTI/s400/Gas+give+away.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320948152921751874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome Time today giving away 3K in Gas in the Mallard Creek Area.   So many families were blessed!  Feels so good to "Give Back!"   Did I mention I LOVE LOVE Mosaic Church!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5762058603909035853?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5762058603909035853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5762058603909035853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5762058603909035853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5762058603909035853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/04/gas-giveaway.html' title='Gas Giveaway!!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SdfOJ0ssAUI/AAAAAAAADZA/M_rAIyWepTI/s72-c/Gas+give+away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-595557626112295433</id><published>2009-03-19T22:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:39:47.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><title type='text'>Easter at Mosaic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3767621&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3767621&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3767621"&gt;Secret Meeting&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mosaicchurch"&gt;mosaicchurch&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-595557626112295433?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/595557626112295433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=595557626112295433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/595557626112295433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/595557626112295433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2009/03/easter-at-mosaic.html' title='Easter at Mosaic'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-8577525999807492143</id><published>2009-03-02T18:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:38:16.267-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Snow Day Blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaxtjnJy6aI/AAAAAAAADYg/f3xMrDuLgvk/s1600-h/Snow+Day+March+1+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaxtjnJy6aI/AAAAAAAADYg/f3xMrDuLgvk/s400/Snow+Day+March+1+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It doesn't snow alot around here! Last night we received a wonderful 5+ inches of snow. The last time we had a snow event this grand Kyndall was a baby! So last night around 10:00 pm we suited up and headed outside to play! It was beautiful and quiet! The snow was falling in huge flakes. We had a snowball fight, took a walk together, and then built a Lewis Snowman. We had such a fun time, saying out unitil around midnight!! Then we came in and warmed up with Hot Chocolate and even made banana splits ( A strange family radition when it snows)We all had a wonderful time. Then this morning we went out again!!! I think between the 4 of us we created about 3 loads of extra laundary. 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Check out the pre interview.(&lt;a href="http://www.mosaicchurch.tv/pages/page.asp?page_id=19162"&gt; Click here&lt;/a&gt;)  Then click on the add. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SRHnw4ojPyI/AAAAAAAACSU/W5gZbH5sJPo/s400/refresh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traveling this weekend with some dear friends of mine!!  We are headed to R&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;idgecrest&lt;/span&gt; for a Mosaic Women's Refresh Retreat.  I am really looking forward to this trip!&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends have been praying and preparing the environment for God to move in the hearts of all attending. &lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to a fresh prospective.  Some alone time with God and I in the woods somewhere.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sharing&lt;/span&gt; and listening to how God is moving in the lives of other women. &lt;br /&gt;I am asking God for some introspection... a new Overflowing of fresh springs of water in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;A renewed commitment to insuring my family (Mark and girls) are the greatest ministry of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Excited about the worship, and rooming with Karen and Ashleigh (leading worship) and just laughing and learning more about the stories of other women.&lt;br /&gt;Also loving the fact that there are so many mothers of  large families in my church.  Always feel I learn so much about discipline from them!  Cool that  many of my friends are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;homeschooling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Excited to always gain interesting thoughts from the young ladies just beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying God will really allow me to relax....reflect....and Renew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4880315654625139617?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4880315654625139617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4880315654625139617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4880315654625139617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4880315654625139617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/11/mosaic-refresh-retreat.html' title='Mosaic Refresh Retreat'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SRHnw4ojPyI/AAAAAAAACSU/W5gZbH5sJPo/s72-c/refresh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2783315597744841864</id><published>2008-10-23T14:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:24:22.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>Tweet Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQDAmsu9iCI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/pGDU3dvSr6o/s1600-h/Homeshool.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQDAmsu9iCI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/pGDU3dvSr6o/s400/Homeshool.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what has slowed down my blog posts lately.  Just discovered Facebook and Twitter.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2783315597744841864?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2783315597744841864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2783315597744841864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2783315597744841864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2783315597744841864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/10/tweet-face.html' title='Tweet Face'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQDAmsu9iCI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/pGDU3dvSr6o/s72-c/Homeshool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2158174462313467095</id><published>2008-10-23T13:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:00:55.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Morning Walks</title><content type='html'>The girls and I have really been enjoying the beautiful Carolina weather!  We walk every day. Love the things my girls talk about on long walks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Frlewiscmd%2Falbumid%2F5260404956933974673%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss%26authkey%3D4bwMrM_YQMA" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2158174462313467095?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2158174462313467095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2158174462313467095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2158174462313467095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2158174462313467095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/10/morning-walks.html' title='Morning Walks'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1058523660640492282</id><published>2008-10-23T13:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:07:30.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discoverylane'/><title type='text'>Discoverylane Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQCuNIFpTfI/AAAAAAAABxs/2rgW1xZVNAA/s1600-h/DiscoveryLane+Design.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQCuNIFpTfI/AAAAAAAABxs/2rgW1xZVNAA/s400/DiscoveryLane+Design.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and Kyndall enjoyed painting some backdrop scenes for Discoverylane last week !  We had a lot of fun.  Boards all over the yard and neighbors stopping by to ask what we were doing!  They were creating a Safari theme to be used in the preschool classrooms for the next unit in Jumping into God's Story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1058523660640492282?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1058523660640492282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1058523660640492282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1058523660640492282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1058523660640492282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Discoverylane Safari'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SQCuNIFpTfI/AAAAAAAABxs/2rgW1xZVNAA/s72-c/DiscoveryLane+Design.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4569213961456246645</id><published>2008-10-04T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:43:58.857-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><title type='text'>I Love You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1715762&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=c9ff23&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1715762&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=c9ff23&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1715762?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1715762"&gt;iLoveYou series teaser: Crazy Girl&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mosaicchurch?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1715762"&gt;mosaicchurch&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1715762"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to awesome time at church tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Love These Series Teasers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4569213961456246645?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4569213961456246645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4569213961456246645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4569213961456246645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4569213961456246645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-860697906847054158</id><published>2008-09-30T20:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:49:56.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><title type='text'>FAZAAL!</title><content type='html'>This Cracks me Up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1814014&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1814014&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/1814014?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1814014"&gt;FAZAAL&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mosaicchurch?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1814014"&gt;mosaicchurch&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=1814014"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-860697906847054158?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/860697906847054158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=860697906847054158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/860697906847054158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/860697906847054158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/fazaal.html' title='FAZAAL!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4017842798386435711</id><published>2008-09-28T18:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:21:04.182-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melt downs'/><title type='text'>My Crazy Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Pray for our Country and it's leaders!&lt;br /&gt;I will be the first to say I have no clue about how our economy works.&lt;br /&gt;I know how my family's does.&lt;br /&gt;We work Hard.&lt;br /&gt;We get paid.&lt;br /&gt;Everything we have ultimately comes from God.&lt;br /&gt;We give back.&lt;br /&gt;We rely on God to meet all our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did hear a statement from the White House&lt;br /&gt;"I trust the House and Sentate to move quickly with this rescue plan so Americans can have access to the credit they need to continue to live out their daily lives"&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago my Husband and I found ourselves in a Crisis.  My Husband lost his job because the company was sold overseas. Mark had many years vested into this company.  Loved his job, performed it well, and had a sizeable 401K.  We found ourselves in a financial panic.  We did not make all the right choices. &lt;br /&gt;We "bailed out" ourselves with our excellent credit.&lt;br /&gt;House payments, groceries, medical bills..underwear,all on credit.&lt;br /&gt;How stupid we were.&lt;br /&gt;I must say we may not have survived had we not had some access to credit. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;But when I hear my President say "so Americans can have the credit they need to continue to meet their daily needs"  It bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say to my friends don't meet your daily needs with credit!!  Okay, I know the average person needs credit for mortage loans or cars...Just don't ever live off of them.  It has taken us years to recover from one years mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to pray for things I don't really understand and people I only see on the news.  I will also pray for you.  Times are hard for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;I must say I am so glad that I have HOPE.  I know that my future really lies in the God who supplies all my needs...not in wallstreet or main street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4017842798386435711?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4017842798386435711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4017842798386435711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4017842798386435711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4017842798386435711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-crazy-thoughts.html' title='My Crazy Thoughts'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4499835572110596221</id><published>2008-09-23T19:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:00:14.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOSAIC'/><title type='text'>GLOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNmBfQfTwII/AAAAAAAABFo/EdQJ7FVUEGA/s1600-h/glow+graphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249369214679236738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNmBfQfTwII/AAAAAAAABFo/EdQJ7FVUEGA/s400/glow+graphic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wrapped a great series @ &lt;a href="http://www.mosaicchurch.tv/pages/page.asp?page_id=19162"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mosaic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There is no denying the transforming effect that light has on darkness. The scriptures tell us that Jesus challenged his followers to be the light of the world and shine as bright as the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOPE &lt;/span&gt;that's what the world is looking for.&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday at the close of the services Naeem encouraged us to write the names of those we know who are searching for Hope. Hundreds of people wrote the names of friends, spouses, children, neighbors, co-workers, room mates and more on Giant Sticky Notes posted all over the Walls.&lt;br /&gt;We took all those names and hung them down the Halls of the offices.&lt;br /&gt;Today as we gathered for staff prayer I stood in the halls and read each name. I was moved so deeply by the names of people searching for the hope that I could not breathe without! Some simply said &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ME &lt;/span&gt;one that touched my heart read My Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;We had an awesome time of Worship and prayer. Nate played as we prayed over each and every name. Touching them, singing over them. The awesome presence of God flooded the room and I wept for not only the names but the hearts that wrote them. All who are thirsty...All who are weak....come to the fountain.....Come Lord Jesus Come&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!! The most exciting thing is knowing that God will move this week in the lives and hearts of each of these people. We must Glow. Shine the Hope that lives within us for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;Great Series! We will be praying for these names for some times to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out Glow @ &lt;a href="http://mosaicchurch.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mosaic Media&lt;/span&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/8494862713504690061-4499835572110596221?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4499835572110596221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4499835572110596221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4499835572110596221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4499835572110596221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/glow.html' title='GLOW'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNmBfQfTwII/AAAAAAAABFo/EdQJ7FVUEGA/s72-c/glow+graphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1437441493881937918</id><published>2008-09-21T23:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:56:16.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Apple Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNcNXLwZ_AI/AAAAAAAABEs/Xz2dhcgFbpE/s1600-h/apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248678582667574274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNcNXLwZ_AI/AAAAAAAABEs/Xz2dhcgFbpE/s320/apples.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy! The girls and I headed out to the Lincoln Co Apple Festival over the weekend. Mark was working a half day on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; so he missed all the fun. Lots of crafts and booths. Although we love apples (especially the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Carmel&lt;/span&gt; ones) we went for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Library&lt;/span&gt; book sale.&lt;br /&gt;Hardcover 1.00&lt;br /&gt;Paperback .50&lt;br /&gt;Magazines .10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for magazines. I love them. &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/magazines/"&gt;National Geographic Kids,   National Geographic Explorer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://www.zoobooks.tv/vcc/wildlifeeducation/zoobooks/index/295621/"&gt;Zoobooks&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nwf.org/kids/kzPage.cfm?siteid=3"&gt;Ranger Rick&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.odysseymagazine.com/"&gt;Odyssey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way NO SUCH LUCK&lt;br /&gt;Not a single magazine to be found. However we did snag some books on the 50 states, American History, homeschool, a bunch of chapter books for my animal loving Kyndall, and our best find...over 150.00 dollars worth of piano music for 1.50. Love songs, Classic Rock, Country, Broadway Hits, Ballads, Oldies, Gospel, and more. Highlight of my day!&lt;br /&gt;We spent 5.00&lt;br /&gt;We ate carmel apples of course, walked a couple of miles, and worshiped with some young teen praise bands. Laughed at all the parents in line with their kids paying 2.00 per ticket to ride on a 3 minute kiddie ride. Nice day with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;Opps I almost forgot. Came home with all the loot. You know... pens, pencils,plastic cups, sports bottles, jar openers, bookmarks, calenders, note pads, and frisbees.&lt;br /&gt;Okay we have many frisbees from events just like these. However Sarah and Kyndall think they make perfect catfood dishes when turned upside down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1437441493881937918?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1437441493881937918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1437441493881937918&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1437441493881937918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1437441493881937918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/apple-festival.html' title='Apple Festival'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNcNXLwZ_AI/AAAAAAAABEs/Xz2dhcgFbpE/s72-c/apples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5986587132509804762</id><published>2008-09-21T21:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:57:35.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions Jesus Asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Who Touched me?</title><content type='html'>Some of my favorite memories growing up with my brother and sister happened in the car. We went on many vacations together and each year traveled to Ridgecrest for family retreats. My parents just loved to drive! Sometimes with no destination in mind. It was the ride itself, the fact that we were all crammed together in a small place at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best conversations took place during long drives. I learned so much about History and Science just by asking my dad. He could give so much information on any subject. As siblings, we made up our own family games, sang songs, and annoyed my parents with the whole "stop touching me....Who touched me" situations that brothers and sisters engage in when crammed into the back seat of a car during a time when no one in the back seat wore seat belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus asked this Question once." Who touched me?".  You can find the account in Mark 5:22-34&lt;br /&gt;Jesus called this women daughter!  She pushed through the crowd to touch the hem of his garment and instantly was healed from years and years of suffering.  Medical, physical, social, emotional, religious, financial suffering.  As soon as this women touches Jesus the power leaves him and through her faith she is made whole.  Wow!!&lt;br /&gt;The ladies in our small group had great discussions based on this scripture!&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a situation in which you felt the power of God move through you? Many of my friends had great stories to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One mother in particular  shared an experience I could identify with.  She had experienced a difficult day with her child that had caused turmoil within her heart in regards to the way she had handled the situation.  She knew the child's spirit had been hurt. Prompted by the Holy Spirit she laid down beside her resting child (who had cried herself to sleep) and placing  her hand on her back began to pray.  Not a prayer for the child but a prayer of repentance, for her own sin as a mother in this situation.  Wow!  The power of God at work between mother and child through an act of repentance.  I cried!&lt;br /&gt;Are you searching for Hope?  It can be found in Jesus.  Reach out to Him in faith.  Reach out through repentance and experience the healing and restoration that will take place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5986587132509804762?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5986587132509804762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5986587132509804762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5986587132509804762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5986587132509804762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-touched-me.html' title='Who Touched me?'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-3571471617473606846</id><published>2008-09-18T07:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:32:48.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melt downs'/><title type='text'>Ever Wonder?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNI8GdF433I/AAAAAAAABDE/6X-PrDNLxJ0/s1600-h/image0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNI8GdF433I/AAAAAAAABDE/6X-PrDNLxJ0/s400/image0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-3571471617473606846?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/3571471617473606846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=3571471617473606846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3571471617473606846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3571471617473606846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/ever-wonder.html' title='Ever Wonder?'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNI8GdF433I/AAAAAAAABDE/6X-PrDNLxJ0/s72-c/image0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6150857781853265851</id><published>2008-09-17T09:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T09:29:35.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>Chilly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNEGHzSquqI/AAAAAAAABCk/hQibi8L7L4g/s1600-h/icecycles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNEGHzSquqI/AAAAAAAABCk/hQibi8L7L4g/s400/icecycles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....Never realized how much I loved the cold! We have been without aircondition for a couple of weeks. (Long Story) . It's really not been too bad! We have so gotten used to the warmness of summer days. My kids are even wanting to play outside more often!! Now most of you know I get hot easily so this was a big deal for me. But Now I am Freezing!!! The weather has cooled to 72 and the fans are in my windows. I feel like putting on a snow suit. As we speak my girls are doing Math in Long pants, sweatshirts, and fuzzy slippers!! Hillarious!! Never ever, in a million years, thought I would be cold in 70 degree weather! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6150857781853265851?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6150857781853265851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6150857781853265851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6150857781853265851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6150857781853265851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/chilly.html' title='Chilly'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SNEGHzSquqI/AAAAAAAABCk/hQibi8L7L4g/s72-c/icecycles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-113967778959587503</id><published>2008-09-15T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:57:52.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions Jesus Asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Group'/><title type='text'>What is your name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SM8K1JNUtZI/AAAAAAAABCE/wkwb7oZ0j9w/s1600-h/Who_I_am_in_Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SM8K1JNUtZI/AAAAAAAABCE/wkwb7oZ0j9w/s400/Who_I_am_in_Christ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;May I see your ID please?  If someone asked for your identification you would probably reluctantly pull out your drivers license with the crazy picture on it that makes you look like an ex-con.  If you described yourself you might say:  Wife, Mom, Husband, Dad, Pastor, Teacher, Receptionist, Mechanic etc...or something that describes what you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Last Friday we started our small group meetings again.  There is something comfortable about this group of ladies.  Our same peeps plus some new friends!  We are doing a different study this time.  We have chosen Questions that Jesus asked throughout His ministry and researching them on our own and sharing them with the group.  A different question each week.  This was really cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Our first Question Jesus asked a man in Mark 5:1-20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;What is your name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt; on the Mans life before his encounter with Christ and then the transformation that took place afterwards.  We each shared our stories of salvation and how our lives have changed or are being changed by Jesus.  This was a great start to our Bible Study and I learned something fun as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Renee: means Reborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Mark: Author of a Gospel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Sarah: princess, Lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kyndall&lt;/span&gt;:Valley of the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;So What does your name mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-113967778959587503?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/113967778959587503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=113967778959587503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/113967778959587503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/113967778959587503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-your-name.html' title='What is your name?'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SM8K1JNUtZI/AAAAAAAABCE/wkwb7oZ0j9w/s72-c/Who_I_am_in_Christ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4360757201593044345</id><published>2008-09-13T22:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:50:49.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fellowship'/><title type='text'>Carowinds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMx3djD9e2I/AAAAAAAAA-I/b_5-Rv9_2ss/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMx3djD9e2I/AAAAAAAAA-I/b_5-Rv9_2ss/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from last weekends trip to carowinds. Mark, the girls, and I went with my Mom and Dad, Amanda, and Toby and Lisa. Can you believe my parents rode every coaster they could find! It was so much fun. The park was virtually empty. We rode roller coasters over and over without even getting off! I think because of Hurricane Gustav, the forecast said lots of rain. It changed at the last minute. No rain just a nice cool breeze and 82. It was a lot of fun. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4360757201593044345?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4360757201593044345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4360757201593044345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4360757201593044345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4360757201593044345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/carrowinds.html' title='Carowinds'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMx3djD9e2I/AAAAAAAAA-I/b_5-Rv9_2ss/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6077732149981705094</id><published>2008-09-13T18:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:27:56.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>YIKES IKE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMw6-FKlnEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Ie-UbM3oafM/s1600-h/Ike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245632504192670786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMw6-FKlnEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Ie-UbM3oafM/s320/Ike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Image of Hurricane Ike by the National Oceanographic and Atmospheric Administration)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good friend Linda Jo is in Galveston.  at least she was on thursday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; She works for Michaels stores and is in Texas setting up a new store.  They evacuated thursday night to the west side of Houston.  She said it took them 41/2 hours to move 40 minutes inland.  They found a Hotel (she is with another lady) and hunkered down for the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I talked to her a couple of times.  The Hotel gave out duck tape for everyone to tape their curtains to the walls in case the windows busted out.  The winds were harsh for several hours.  She says they slept through most of it.  Now it's saturday.  Of course the power is out.  She can find cell phone service though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked to her a few hours ago and the Hotel was asking everyone to leave.  Evidently some type of city ordinance that says if you are without power for more than 12 hours..customers have to go.  That's Crazy!!  Where exactly would you go?  Can't find gas anywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well fortunately they are staying across the street from a Micheals in Houston.  So they are headed to the building to stay put until they have the clear to go and check on the store outside galveston or fly back home.  She says they have water, soda, chips and cookies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Micheals Corperate Home Office is in Dallas TX.  So I am guessing they will send someone after them...to check on employees and buildings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay safe Jo Jo!!  Love Ya!!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6077732149981705094?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6077732149981705094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6077732149981705094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6077732149981705094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6077732149981705094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/yikes-ike.html' title='YIKES IKE!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMw6-FKlnEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Ie-UbM3oafM/s72-c/Ike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1449793981380261424</id><published>2008-09-05T08:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:25:56.500-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zac'/><title type='text'>Zack is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEk3g5cr9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/rOhB64Tokks/s1600-h/DSCN2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEk3g5cr9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/rOhB64Tokks/s400/DSCN2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Wow! This week has gone by fast! Little Man is back in our home on a daily basis and keeping us hopping. I love this little guy! So sweet. God has always blessed me with little boys to pour out love to! The girls have "adopted" Zachary as their little brother. They won't let me do much with him. They love to play tickle, read, dance , and love on this little guy! Glad your back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zac&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a busy week!! So This morning I tried to catch up on a few posts. So check out the next few for news on the Lewis Family. We had a great start to our school week (more on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; later) and are headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Carrowinds&lt;/span&gt; with my family tomorrow if Hurricane Hanna stays away! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1449793981380261424?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1449793981380261424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1449793981380261424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1449793981380261424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1449793981380261424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/zack-is-back.html' title='Zack is Back!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEk3g5cr9I/AAAAAAAAAzk/rOhB64Tokks/s72-c/DSCN2434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-8458379862224699686</id><published>2008-09-05T08:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:15:57.720-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEiSuPp3YI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7FE6U1GzVKY/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEiSuPp3YI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7FE6U1GzVKY/s320/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I bought this plant the week we moved into our new house 5 years ago. It was a small little kitchen green plant that grew like a weed. We wrapped it around the tops of our cabinets, hung pieces from ceiling hooks, and it kept growing, and growing until it was a jungle in our kitchen and Mark could stand it no more. So he took her down. When we took it outside and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; out the vines it was 14 feet long!! After some trim backs, Mark replanted my green  friend and wrapped her around a stake. I must say my kitchen looks so white!&lt;br /&gt;I love green plants!! They brighten my day and remind me of life in the winter. I hope my friend survives the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dramatic&lt;/span&gt; change!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-8458379862224699686?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/8458379862224699686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=8458379862224699686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/8458379862224699686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/8458379862224699686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEiSuPp3YI/AAAAAAAAAzc/7FE6U1GzVKY/s72-c/collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1411862322250406157</id><published>2008-09-05T07:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:51:49.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelly'/><title type='text'>Good bye Nissan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaMmCSAOI/AAAAAAAAAzA/8GXEL394UBI/s1600-h/DSCN2422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaMmCSAOI/AAAAAAAAAzA/8GXEL394UBI/s160/DSCN2422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaMvGh9nI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-tnNRHp7OKI/s1600-h/DSCN2421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaMvGh9nI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-tnNRHp7OKI/s160/DSCN2421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaM7xcmVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bso1F1n9Ar8/s1600-h/DSCN2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaM7xcmVI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/bso1F1n9Ar8/s160/DSCN2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaM00lY_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/PMAGOaUzLWg/s1600-h/DSCN2423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaM00lY_I/AAAAAAAAAzI/PMAGOaUzLWg/s160/DSCN2423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;Saying goodbye to a car with a few memories. This is my sister Michele's car. Lots of miles put on this vehicle! Shelly traveled in this car to my house at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; to watch her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gracie&lt;/span&gt; and sunshine open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; presents! She traveled to see each of their births, to bring laughter and smiles, to visit my church, and just to say hey! She drove countless people with no transportation to and from work, drove to the airport for mission trips, picked up friends for church,to the store with daddy for snickers!She  drove to work with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; patients, the countryside...just because, doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;. for herself and others, college, and most often around town, long drives for fun and out to the movies and dinner with mom!! Just a simple vehicle.....crazy fun memories...I cried a little when they hauled it off. I am so grateful for all these wonderful memories God brings to my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&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/8494862713504690061-1411862322250406157?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1411862322250406157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1411862322250406157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1411862322250406157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1411862322250406157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-bye-nissan.html' title='Good bye Nissan'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEaMmCSAOI/AAAAAAAAAzA/8GXEL394UBI/s72-c/DSCN2422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-7584963312784503431</id><published>2008-09-05T07:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:30:59.061-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake Norman'/><title type='text'>Lake Norman State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEX8vl_F0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/cqNMUK5oC0A/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SMEX8vl_F0I/AAAAAAAAAyw/cqNMUK5oC0A/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Cooling of in the waters at Lake Norman State park with our good friends Ashleigh, Chris, and Cadence!&lt;br /&gt;This is a beautiful park about 2 miles from my house! The water was a little merky and the kids a little quirky! We had a great time. Nice day, yummy picnic, good friends!! Fish were nibbling our toes!! 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I have another prayer request for you. Pray for baby Caridee, Her parents and Brandi and Keith( brother of Mike Jones). What a beautiful name for a baby girl! For more info go &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kris10j.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-3813056438676419217?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/3813056438676419217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=3813056438676419217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3813056438676419217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3813056438676419217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/pray-for-baby-caridee.html' title='Pray for Baby Caridee'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-3186215679700987311</id><published>2008-08-26T14:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T14:37:09.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God tube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><title type='text'>Home School Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=6d6a37c89cba223c5f78" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tim Hawkins a Christian Comedian and His family.&lt;br /&gt;Just thought this was so cute!  Happy School Year to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-3186215679700987311?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/3186215679700987311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=3186215679700987311&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3186215679700987311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3186215679700987311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Home School Video'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1788912242104398959</id><published>2008-08-21T09:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T09:13:54.942-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeschool'/><title type='text'>Back to the Basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKUQH35Q3-I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/526vujqwxK8/s1600-h/school_bag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234607869337329634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="254" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKUQH35Q3-I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/526vujqwxK8/s320/school_bag.gif" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKUPCz8lQKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EzNhkRsJGNU/s1600-h/crayons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234606682866532514" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="183" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKUPCz8lQKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/EzNhkRsJGNU/s320/crayons.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pencils,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Pens&lt;/span&gt;, Notebooks, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Erasers&lt;/span&gt;, Book Covers, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Agendas, Sharpeners, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Folders&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Paper&lt;/span&gt;, Glue, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Scissors&lt;/span&gt;, Backpacks, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;highlighters&lt;/span&gt;, Math &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Manipulates&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sticky notes&lt;/span&gt;, Journals, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Planners&lt;/span&gt;............. If you are anything like me to love to shop for school supplies! My excitement as a child about school supplies has not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diminished&lt;/span&gt; as I have grown! I love looking at and bringing home this stuff!!! Did I mention &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pens&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;in every&lt;/span&gt; color especially the gel ones: metallic and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pearlized&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whether&lt;/span&gt; you have kids in Public School, Charter School, Private School, Or choose to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Home school&lt;/span&gt; Like we have...no doubt you are gearing up for a new school year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;review&lt;/span&gt; our progress, plot a course of study for the new year, encourage our children to put forth their best effort, set goals and rewards, plan field trips, re-connect with our support groups, stock up on lunch foods, underwear.....our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; to educate our children Is a top Priority. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deuteronomy 6:5-7&lt;br /&gt;And you shall love the Lord your God with all your [mind and] heart and with your entire being and with all your might. And these words which I am commanding you this day shall be [first] in your [own] minds and hearts; [then] You shall whet and sharpen them so as to make them penetrate, and teach and impress them diligently upon the [minds and] hearts of your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down and when you rise up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's ask ourselves this question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are we doing as a family to encourage a lifelong love and devotion for Jesus Christ within our children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we gear up for a new school year lets not forget the spiritual education of our children. Often families send or take their children to church and expect that they will learn all they need to know about God in a vibrant environment created by an awesome staff of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; Ministry Volunteers. Although I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; this is a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;addition&lt;/span&gt; in our families life...I know God has placed the responsibility for Teaching our children about Him into the hands and hearts of My Husband and Myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we gear up this year for Godliness...Do You have a plan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's remember to fill the hearts of our children with Gods word!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At what level is your child in their spiritual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;development&lt;/span&gt;? Are there devotional books, Bible studies, Story Books, Family Devotionals, that you may want to purchase as you begin to plan this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you encouraging your children to "Hide Gods word in their hearts" through scripture memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; excellent information on Gearing up for Godliness check out this post at &lt;a href="http://allthingshendrick.blogspot.com/2008/08/gearing-up-for-godliness.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sit A Spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to hear about your families plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1788912242104398959?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1788912242104398959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1788912242104398959&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1788912242104398959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1788912242104398959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to the Basics'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKUQH35Q3-I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/526vujqwxK8/s72-c/school_bag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4676098089239354590</id><published>2008-08-20T11:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:11:37.518-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><title type='text'>Only Imagine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKw7vYFPe8I/AAAAAAAAAyI/37XpWSb13ZE/s1600-h/9188full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236626151829371842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKw7vYFPe8I/AAAAAAAAAyI/37XpWSb13ZE/s200/9188full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our brother in Christ Todd Mitchell has changed his address to Heaven. I can only imagine the glory that he has discovered! In the presence of our Saviour in a Home prepared for Him. Praise be to God for Eternal Life that awaits all those who receive Christ as Lord of their life. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart breaks for His wife Paula and their 3 boys. Their are no words to speak. God's Grace is sufficent. Please be in prayer for this family. Pray for their church body as they minister to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for my dear, dear friends Mike and Kristen Jones as they minister both as a pastor and best friend. Pray for their children as well, Faith, Kylee, Seth, Josh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more information regarding the Mitchell Family visit the &lt;a href="http://orchardblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Orchard Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You too may have the assurence of Eternal Life. It is a free gift offered to all who will but receive through Faith in Jesus Christ, the son of the living God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4676098089239354590?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4676098089239354590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4676098089239354590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4676098089239354590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4676098089239354590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/only-imagine.html' title='Only Imagine'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKw7vYFPe8I/AAAAAAAAAyI/37XpWSb13ZE/s72-c/9188full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-9134389808899342412</id><published>2008-08-19T12:08:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:53:56.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Update Urgent prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKsWfRfuiPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tXq7w4CFwPk/s1600-h/6a00d8341c6eda53ef00e55409bcbc8834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236303718276565234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKsWfRfuiPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tXq7w4CFwPk/s200/6a00d8341c6eda53ef00e55409bcbc8834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Todd and Paula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please be in prayer for the friend of my dear friends Mike and Kristen Jones. His name is Todd and He is fighting for his life at the age of 42. Husband and father. You can learn more &lt;a href="http://myklj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/creativearts"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Pray ernestly for Gods healing Power, wisdom for doctors, Strength for family and friends. Pray for Mike and Kristen as they minister to their friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Todd colappsed from what appears to be a cardiac arrest. Doctors say He has sustained irresversable brain damage. Pray for ABSOLUTE TOTAL HEALING. Also pray for the family as they have tough decisions to make. Read more at their church blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orchardblog.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Orchard Blog&lt;/span&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/8494862713504690061-9134389808899342412?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/9134389808899342412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=9134389808899342412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9134389808899342412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9134389808899342412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/urgent-prayer-request.html' title='Update Urgent prayer Request'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKsWfRfuiPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tXq7w4CFwPk/s72-c/6a00d8341c6eda53ef00e55409bcbc8834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4455705494849960670</id><published>2008-08-16T21:56:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:27:52.976-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat           Soundtrack of Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKeYTAZ6keI/AAAAAAAAAxw/SoXTTBzjCYY/s1600-h/MusicalNotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235320544135123426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKeYTAZ6keI/AAAAAAAAAxw/SoXTTBzjCYY/s400/MusicalNotes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell about one time in the past 5 years where you took a HUGE Step of Faith in your journey with the Lord. What was the outcome? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing music everywhere! The sounds of a life of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my life....If your life... had a soundtrack created for it....What would it sound like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light and melodic ? Brassy like clashing cymbals? Soft and tender? Loud and dramatic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When God listens to the Faith soundtrack of my life, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Does He hear a Worship Song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The music is complex. Filled with wild rhythms, crescendos, and sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (mournfully sad). The sounds are sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pesante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Heavy, ponderous) or filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tenerezza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(tenderness).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love listening to the faith of your lives. Watching as the music is written note by note. Hearing the stories of risk taken, steps of faith both large and small, harmonies of lives that effect another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hebrews 11:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what the soundtrack for these scenes would reverberate like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith God accepted Abel's Gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith Enoch was swept away without dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith Noah built a boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith Moses delivered God's People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith the walls of Jericho fell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith Rehab was spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By Faith Sarah gave birth to a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or this moment in time taken from God's Word. Daniel 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three Men refusing to bow down. Standing up for Christ! Thrown into the fiery Furnace.The music is solemn, grave. Suddenly in their midst is the saviour! Can you hear the music? They are protected...not even a hint of smokey smell on their garments. The one in whom they put there trust has come to the rescue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All who witness...All who see their salvation...All who listen to the music of their faith respond with Belief. "For no other God can do what this one does" Daniel 3:29 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I often wonder how the music would change with the ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if God showed up in the fiery Furnace for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shadrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Meshack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Abednego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....held their hands...offered comfort...looked into their eyes as... they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;perished&lt;/span&gt;, as the were consumed by the flames. How would the witnesses respond? How would their families and friends remember their story, their song of faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Crisis of faith perhaps..... Or simply acceptance for Gods plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my story, This is the story of my baby sister Michele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shelly&lt;/span&gt; changed her address to heaven last year and now lives in a home created especially for her! This was my Crisis of Faith. The moment when I had to choose to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;, accept God's will, or sit in sack cloth and become bitter, angry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; trusting&lt;/span&gt; of God and his plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shelly was an ordinary girl, you wouldn't notice her in a crowd, and she preferred it that way. She was a young women with no hidden agendas, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ulterior&lt;/span&gt; motives. Simple Girl, Simple lifestyle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Age of 21, in school to become a nurse with the intentions of becoming a foreign missionary and living her life in extreme areas of poverty, my sister learned she has a brain tumor that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;inoperable&lt;/span&gt; and given 6 months to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God had other plans and so did she. He provided 1 of 2 doctors in the states willing to take the risk of operating on her tumor. We new the risks. 80% chance of Loosing all sight, altered personality, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;vegetative&lt;/span&gt; state.....But what choice do you have at 21 years of age. God was there, a miracle was performed, she recovered from a partially successful surgery and was left with no harm and a shunt in her head that allowed spinal fluid to drain into her abdomen. God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Provided&lt;/span&gt; a Miracle for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 weeks later she was on the ground in Romania ministering to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gypsy&lt;/span&gt; children. She came home with no shoes and very few clothes. She gave them away to anyone who asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christ became my sisters beloved! She had no earthly love except him. I can recall 2 kisses from boyfriends. But nothing serious. How do you start a relationship, a family, when you know that you have heard from God and He is saying your life on this earth will be very short. She obtained a job working with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt; patients and continued to travel the globe.She devoted herself to the people in this world with no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt;, no hope. She shared the hope she had flowing from her soul. The hope of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She would endure 8 years of brain surgeries, (7), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;excruciating&lt;/span&gt; pain, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;migraine&lt;/span&gt; headaches masked by medication....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt; healing touches from the master, open heart surgery at 28....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; while returning to Romania or Kenya shortly after a quick recovery against the advice of her doctors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the age of 30, lying in a hospital bed, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;developed&lt;/span&gt; a brain infection. She was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; by family. Especially my Mother and Father. My Mom traveled the country with her...to special research hospitals, rehab centers for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt; brain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;injuries&lt;/span&gt;. My Mom lived in hospitals and hotels for nearly a year. She would sit by my sisters side and then leave her room and minister to other families in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt; events. Pray with them. Lead them to Christ. Share the testimony of God's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;faith fullness&lt;/span&gt; to our family and speak of a heaven that awaits those who love Christ Jesus. I know of many who received Christ. Whose lives were strengthened as a result of the path God had chosen for my sister and our families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I am sure of...She was in perfect Peace at all times! Never complaining always gracious...I Know it was God at work in her, in the midst of the fire, holding her hand while she was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;consumed&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She was at peace.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outwardly this was no peaceful thing. Death was not pretty, dignified, or gracious to her. My family suffered, our hearts cried out, pleaded, begged, bargained, accepted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched as our God who can heal the sick, save the soul, command the wind, Raise the dead, we watched as he held her hand and allowed her to suffer and die. This is a Crisis of Faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gathered together as she was dying, singing songs and praise and rejoicing in the healing that was about to take place, we read scripture, we cried, my mother talked her into the arms of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she was finally absent from the body and present with the Lord my dad gathered us around her, we held hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He prayed this prayer through tears, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt; pain and agony......He could barely utter the words.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Father God I give to you my child...my baby girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;giveth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;taketh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; away, In all things Blessed be the name of the Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sang a song of Praise to the creator who held our hands as we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;consumed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my crisis of Faith. It is being worked out on a daily basis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" I know whom I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;believed&lt;/span&gt; and am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;persuaded&lt;/span&gt; that he is able to keep that which I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; unto Him against that day!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perspective has changed. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; of Life and Gods plan. I am much more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;focused&lt;/span&gt; on preparing for the gazillions of years I will spend in the presence of Christ than in the insignificant things, material &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt;, and nonsense of the world. I seek after the eternal. The things that will last. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;teaching&lt;/span&gt; my children to long for the eternal while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt; to the fullest all Christ has for them in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trusting with blind faith in the things I do not understand. Gods ways are higher than ours, His plans are greater than ours. Of this I am certain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what the music sounds like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Hope the soundtrack of my faith walked out is pleasing to my savior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Take Joy My King in what you hear. May it be a sweet, sweet sound in your ear." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r278/splitdecisionz/Do%20Not%20Delete/cafechatbutton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4455705494849960670?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4455705494849960670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4455705494849960670&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4455705494849960670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4455705494849960670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/cafe-chat-soundtrack-of-faith.html' title='Cafe Chat           Soundtrack of Faith'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKeYTAZ6keI/AAAAAAAAAxw/SoXTTBzjCYY/s72-c/MusicalNotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2517193641188532058</id><published>2008-08-11T23:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:31:11.531-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>I'm Lovin it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKEFWzLsjPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rlTxTdi8YYU/s1600-h/McDonalds%20Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKEFWzLsjPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rlTxTdi8YYU/s320/McDonalds%2520Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Praise and Worship at Micky D's. Today Sarah and her friend Nicole came home from camp Lurecrest! She was so excited to share her experiences. This is her fifth year of camp. The girls were talking non stop. We decided to drop by McDonald's for some ice cream, and to sit and chat about camp. Sarah, being much like her mom in the area of communication, left out no details. They gave me a moment by moment replay of events from their moment of arrival until they boarded the buses to return. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extreme faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the theme this year. The worship and Drama was awesome. Sarah amazes me by her sensitivity to the Holy Spirit. I am encouraged and challenged by the thoughts that run through her 11 year old head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;The girls decided that the best way to describe their interpretive dance routine was to perform it right in the middle of Mickey D's. Without hesitation they both stood in the middle of the room and began to sing and dance to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Peace Be still"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I cried. The entire restaurant was watching at this point. It was 1pm and the place was full. With unashamed hearts full of emotion Sarah and Nicole danced and sang to a room full of people eating lunch. I don't think they realized they had an audience. Some of the kids playing on the playground stood at the door to see what was going on. I couldn't tell you every one's impression but I know my heart was full of joy at the level of joy and love that I saw on their faces as they danced. Did I ever tell you what a wonderful set of girls the Lord has blessed me with. I am honored to be their mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;When we came home they danced again for our neighbor. I caught a little &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;on video in our driveway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d9e66a8a839b5b96" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9e66a8a839b5b96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330357944%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5797E47F70C6ED4FF688CA1394E0DAB3DE9371B8.3DBD79F06F014C7A78525F9D998418E2980B716C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9e66a8a839b5b96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXLCH_OBV3zzgGvw4s-VGNOzD78E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd9e66a8a839b5b96%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330357944%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5797E47F70C6ED4FF688CA1394E0DAB3DE9371B8.3DBD79F06F014C7A78525F9D998418E2980B716C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd9e66a8a839b5b96%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXLCH_OBV3zzgGvw4s-VGNOzD78E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Later on this afternoon Sarah was sharing with her little sister about the Worship the evening before they came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I listened as she told her sister about How if you practice extreme Faith you can change the world. She said the world was looking for treasure. Something to fill their hearts with. She told her sister that on a hidden treasure map &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;always marks the spot where you find the treasure. She said living for God out loud was like being an open map for anyone who was looking for him. That we can change the world by showing them that the treasure is Jesus and he lives inside of us. So my girls took a marker and wrote a giant&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on their hands. "Mom" Kyndall said " We are going to change the world together." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I know they will!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKEfv_vAwEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/3oMiKH-aMg0/s1600-h/DSCN2364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233499151404154946" style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKEfv_vAwEI/AAAAAAAAAwA/3oMiKH-aMg0/s200/DSCN2364.JPG" width="602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Lovin' It!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;P. S. Sarah posted on her blog about camp. You can read it &lt;a href="http://renee-graciegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; Kyndall posted on her weekend with my family. You can read it &lt;a href="http://renee-kenzy.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2517193641188532058?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d9e66a8a839b5b96&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2517193641188532058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2517193641188532058&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2517193641188532058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2517193641188532058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m Lovin it!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SKEFWzLsjPI/AAAAAAAAAv4/rlTxTdi8YYU/s72-c/McDonalds%2520Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-3312411473260717125</id><published>2008-08-09T01:00:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:23:06.611-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat- One Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ0kkdw3fEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tNAGGwNkNXY/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ0kkdw3fEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tNAGGwNkNXY/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What is one thing or cause that you are passionate about? (More specifically, something you feel that the Lord has burdened your heart with) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ0-Yl-nXiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/auPObjRG6fA/s1600-h/Aquarium+girl+for+postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232406934306905634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ0-Yl-nXiI/AAAAAAAAAvI/auPObjRG6fA/s200/Aquarium+girl+for+postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever visited an aquarium? I am fascinated by the ocean fish and love admiring them with my children, pointing out their uniqueness, and observing them as they move about in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-made environment. As I watch I can't help but feel that something is wrong. They don't belong here....It is not their home. These fish were not made for this giant glass box....They were made for a vast ocean! Maybe the fish don't know any better but I wonder if their instincts tell them that they were made for somewhere magnificent , that their true home is somewhere else, beyond these glass walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you know me well, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you might think my passion is children&lt;/span&gt;. I Love Kids!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not just mine, but yours! Laughing, smelly, cute, dirty, sad, excited, hungry, hurting, discovering, wondering, questioning, Kids!! The ones that pee on you, love on you, play with you, hurl on you, jump on you, sleep on you, and throw fits on you! It's what I do...It's who I am.&lt;/p&gt;If you know me well, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you might think my passion is relationships&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I care about people! Brown, white, beautiful, ugly, tall, short, fat, old, young, rich, mean, kind, homeless, hurting, happy, poor, smart, People!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones that hurt you, bless you, call you, comfort you, help you, annoy you, encourage you, use you up, love you, curse you, pray with you, and strengthen you. It's what I do...It's who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes deeper than that...My True Passion. It is the root of all I do and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is My True passion? The Desire that drives my actions and thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever been on a trip like this: You are having fun, doing new things, enjoying life when suddenly everything becomes miserable. The car breaks down, someone steals your wallet, everyone gets sick, and it seems nothing is going right. What did you want more than anything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Go Home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you are driving back, you can't wait to get home! You can almost feel your comfy bed, taste the home cooked food, and envision yourself sitting around with friends and family laughing together , telling funny stories about all the things you saw, and what went wrong along the way! The craving for Home is sweet. You throw on your comfortable clothes right away, kick off your shoes! It's were you are you. Your friends come to visit, you love your favorite chair. &lt;/p&gt;No matter how much we enjoy our trip, our adventures, we anticipate, look forward to coming home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The strongest Passion that drives me...That God has placed deep within my soul is Eternal Life...Heavenly Treasures....Eternal significance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I must keep alive in myself the desire for my true country, which I shall not find till after death; I must never let it get snowed under or turned aside; I must make it the main object of life to press on to that other country and to help others to do the same. C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have never been to Heaven...Yet I miss it! It is what I was made for! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My passion lies in the things that will last forever...The smile and wonder on a child's face when they hear how amazing God is...How powerful...And that this God wants to have a personal relationship with them. The understanding of a friend who has just discovered a truth in God's word that they can apply to their life! Attitudes...Motives... Heart Issues...Good works.....A smile....Kind words....Encouragement...Tears shared...hearts restored....lives changed....Truth realized...Grace accepted....compassion shared...mercy given.....This is what drives me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this world will completely pass away....I could care less about cars, clothes, furniture, houses, toys..etc... Don't get me wrong, I enjoy these things and when my engine light is on in my car I care...But only because it might keep me from church or you or your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a little girl growing up in church I would listen to sermons about Heaven. Honestly I was afraid. I just had this image of me and my family floating around on a cloud, dressed in white , and singing....forever and ever....andever....andever...with an endless harp playing in the background. I was afraid because I didn't even like some of the songs we sang at church. I was afraid of what would happen if I got tired or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; . Would I be struck by lightening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to learn the awesomeness of my Lord! The beauty of His creation, and the miracle of life that He gives. Imagine a Heaven, a New earth Restored to it's original design! Hand crafted by our saviour! The way it was intended to be before the fall of mankind. Before sin entered our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am passionate about things eternal. All That will last...I am passionate about a home I have not seen...A place I have not visited...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ03PZUuncI/AAAAAAAAAu4/WPBFkXEhXyU/s1600-h/new-jerusalem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232399079709777346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ03PZUuncI/AAAAAAAAAu4/WPBFkXEhXyU/s200/new-jerusalem2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ02vHC3VzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/FesKnQyHaVE/s1600-h/2394612399_6f42289ece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232398525047199538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ02vHC3VzI/AAAAAAAAAuw/FesKnQyHaVE/s200/2394612399_6f42289ece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Revelation 21&lt;br /&gt;The New Jerusalem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1 Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea.&lt;br /&gt;2 I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband.&lt;br /&gt;3 And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God.&lt;br /&gt;4 He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.&lt;br /&gt;5 He who was seated on the throne said, I am making everything new! Then he said, Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.&lt;br /&gt;6 He said to me: It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life.&lt;br /&gt;7 He who overcomes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he will be my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Drives me...What I long for..My Passion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life eternal with Christ Jesus!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ05Hn0kp8I/AAAAAAAAAvA/n7PIQp8agQY/s1600-h/TYN_Heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232401145185740738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ05Hn0kp8I/AAAAAAAAAvA/n7PIQp8agQY/s200/TYN_Heaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to recommend this book for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is amazing! Apart from God's word this book has had an incredible impact on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 14&lt;br /&gt;1 Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.&lt;br /&gt;2 In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.&lt;br /&gt;3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r278/splitdecisionz/Do%20Not%20Delete/cafechatbutton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-3312411473260717125?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/3312411473260717125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=3312411473260717125&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3312411473260717125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3312411473260717125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/cafe-chat-one-passion.html' title='Cafe Chat- One Passion'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJ0kkdw3fEI/AAAAAAAAAuo/tNAGGwNkNXY/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-533010458781676138</id><published>2008-08-07T22:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:24:37.683-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions Jesus Asked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Group'/><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJqK3aFY94I/AAAAAAAAAuI/MFd8EKpw9BE/s1600-h/question-mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJqK3aFY94I/AAAAAAAAAuI/MFd8EKpw9BE/s400/question-mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever Just wondered about stuff?? I find myself asking crazy questions all the time!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"How come there's strawberry jam all over my keyboard?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who left the diaper in the babies clothes and then put them through the wash? Yuck!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why can't you get a tan on your palms?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What does the K in K-Mart Actually stand for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the difference between normal ketchup and fancy ketchup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We All have questions we would like to have answered?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes we find a solution and sometimes not. There are even questions that run through my head that I would like to ask Jesus. Things we will have to wait until Christ's return for the answer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jesus communicated in unique ways throughout the bible. Using stories, word pictures that would relate to the times and situations his audience faced. He often asked questions of his disciples, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pharisees&lt;/span&gt;, and other people he came in contact with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These questions will be the topic for our small group this fall. I have a group of ladies who are my dearest friends. Most of us are stay at home moms or have flexible work schedules. We get together for Bible Study once a week. The Kids play and we Learn together from God's Word and pray for one another and just visit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have done several Beth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moore&lt;/span&gt; studies, Don't waste your Life by John Piper, Women of the Bible, and Her Hands. This time we have researched The Questions that Jesus asked throughout His Ministry. We are each choosing 3 questions, Researching, and writing lessons to share with the rest of the group based on the questions we choose. I am really excited about this study! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have chosen 2 questions so far for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What is your name?" Mark 5:9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What do you want me to do?" Mark 10:51&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is really going to be an interesting study!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-533010458781676138?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/533010458781676138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=533010458781676138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/533010458781676138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/533010458781676138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJqK3aFY94I/AAAAAAAAAuI/MFd8EKpw9BE/s72-c/question-mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-861610970176303771</id><published>2008-08-05T00:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T08:40:21.047-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Family and Friends only</title><content type='html'>In order to encourage some extra creative writing for our new school year I have set my girls up with blogs of their own. They are non published Blogs. You can not search for them on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt; blog search or reach them by randomly browsing or clicking on next blog. Their profiles link back to my own. I encourage you to read them from time to time and comment! ( This would be fun for them) However do not add them to your blog rolls or blog lists. If you want to read them just come to my blog and find them on my list. Thanks for your support in keeping my kids safe from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weirdos and stranger danger&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-861610970176303771?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/861610970176303771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=861610970176303771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/861610970176303771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/861610970176303771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-and-friends-only.html' title='Family and Friends only'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2402483141881277068</id><published>2008-08-03T00:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T01:24:46.771-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat- Friendships</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJUvS2SCBII/AAAAAAAAApw/STTGKeSsod4/s1600-h/ruth1_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230138543115994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJUvS2SCBII/AAAAAAAAApw/STTGKeSsod4/s400/ruth1_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is one thing that you absolutely love about friendships? Why? On the other side, what is one thing that you find absolutely difficult when it comes to friendships? Why? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashleigh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alycia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BettyJo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Becky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Debbie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jenn&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Kristen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Karen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lynnea&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Linda Jo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mandy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333399;"&gt;Missy &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Susana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJZ-v89WciI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LKOgKz0IjFk/s1600-h/philippians4_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230507379519812130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJZ-v89WciI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LKOgKz0IjFk/s320/philippians4_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am so blessed by the beautiful &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sister's in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that grace my life with genuine true friendship!&lt;/p&gt;This is only the beginning of the list of people that God has used to encourage me along my journey. God's list of friends for me keeps growing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Best Friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Old Friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Casual&lt;/span&gt; Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;good friend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;buddy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;pal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;companion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sister&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use many different words to describe the people we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cherish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that amazes me most about friendship really has nothing to do with the individual people themselves. It is about how God shines through them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amazed&lt;/span&gt; at how God designs and chooses the close friendships that HE has placed in my life! Each of these people are so uniquely crafted by God. Each one of them are excitedly different! A big giant diverse group of &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;spiritual gifts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;talents &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;abilities&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;personalities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quirks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"&gt;taste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;habits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thoughts &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gifts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;skills &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dispositions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hangups&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strengths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;weaknesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Each one of these people brings an abundance of &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Joy&lt;/span&gt; into my life! God uses these people in amazing ways to show his love for me! He speaks through them directly into my heart! God reveals himself to me, in part, through traveling together with them along their journey. I watch listen and learn from these ladies and it makes my life more beautiful!&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJaFnRxI1NI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Cx9nBJDpumo/s1600-h/2corinthians3_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230514927068304594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="237" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJaFnRxI1NI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Cx9nBJDpumo/s320/2corinthians3_18.jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accountability is the one area of friendship that I sometimes find difficult. Hard to give it...Hard to Receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;I need accountability!&lt;/span&gt; Why are we sometimes so afraid of it? Why do we shy away from it? I want my friends to hold me accountable but when push comes to shove...I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it all boils down to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Permission&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are the women in your life that Have permission to speak into your situation? Who has given you permission to speak into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt; of their lives? &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is real friendship! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these women are my dearest friends because at one time or another they have challenged me in my relationship with Christ. They know the ins and outs of my day to day life! They know my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;downfalls&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;sins &lt;/span&gt;that easily trip me up! But they &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord soften my heart that I would be willing to invite accountability from the people who love me the most! Help me to ask for it! Help me to be willing to step out on a limb and give it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r278/splitdecisionz/Do%20Not%20Delete/cafechatbutton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2402483141881277068?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2402483141881277068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2402483141881277068&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2402483141881277068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2402483141881277068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/cafe-chat-friendships.html' title='Cafe Chat- Friendships'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJUvS2SCBII/AAAAAAAAApw/STTGKeSsod4/s72-c/ruth1_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5636317658761444144</id><published>2008-08-01T22:26:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:58:25.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melt downs'/><title type='text'>Internet Explorer can not open this site!  Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJPHx6EyW4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/H5MDEKauzJM/s1600-h/spam-collection-2005-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229743252524129154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJPHx6EyW4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/H5MDEKauzJM/s400/spam-collection-2005-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;! I have been trying to view my blog for hours with no success! I can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how annoying it was to me! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blog spot&lt;/span&gt; says that lots of blogs were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; identified as spam!! Imagine....Me...Spam! I never go near the stuff...Yuck. Anyway after picking up my monitor to throw it out the window I paused and noticed something...............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could access all blogs with no site meter on them! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are having this problem go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blog spot&lt;/span&gt;. Sign into your account from there.Then remove the html for site meter and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt; MO. We are back in business! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aren't&lt;/span&gt; I a genius! Wonder how long it will take them to figure it out??I should be on the payroll!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5636317658761444144?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5636317658761444144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5636317658761444144&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5636317658761444144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5636317658761444144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/08/spam.html' title='Internet Explorer can not open this site!  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Everywhere you look people have silently placed their thumbs up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;on the table top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;If you don't know the game...the last person with their thumbs up has to pray. "Ahhh Man"... prayer is said, and back to the yummy nachos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I have been there...done that and let me just say I am quick on the draw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Okay I know it is just a game and maybe I am a little to sensitive but this leaves a queezy feeling in the pit of my stomach ( maybe it's the salsa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;However, I witnessed this same scene recently from a group of people I did not know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;The thought occured to me....What are we saying really?What are our kids thinking? What about the watress? The non christians in the booth across from us? We are scurrying quickly to say to them..."I don't want to be the one who has to pray and you don't either!". I love this God of mine but I certainly can't be caught speaking to him in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I love to Pray! I guess because I am a talker , and I really don't care a bit what you think about my prayer. I just love conversations with God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;What a privilege we have to communicate in streaming HD with the creator of the universe! I want my kids to know that communication with God is top on my priority list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;At Home we don't even say "Whose Going to Pray", or "Someone needs to Pray". We say "Who wants to talk to God?" or "let's talk to God".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;It's not easy for some to speak in front of others (I have a child like this!) She shys away from praying out loud and that is fine. We don't force the issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;I just think we should be leaping across the table to be the first one to give thanks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5577945516552358153?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5577945516552358153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5577945516552358153&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5577945516552358153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5577945516552358153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/got-prayer.html' title='Got Prayer?'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SJDkbme-lYI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KriG_CNECKk/s72-c/Thumbsup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6117849926382559625</id><published>2008-07-29T23:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:59:41.012-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>"I was Cold!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI_mgatIbSI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XY9IaEHNaKc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI_mgatIbSI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XY9IaEHNaKc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6117849926382559625?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6117849926382559625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6117849926382559625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6117849926382559625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6117849926382559625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-ask-questions.html' title='&quot;I was Cold!&quot;'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI_mgatIbSI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XY9IaEHNaKc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-3449401708591592769</id><published>2008-07-29T02:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:29:32.347-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI63FaXLDHI/AAAAAAAAAms/aonvwedFwlg/s1600-h/Girls+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI63FaXLDHI/AAAAAAAAAms/aonvwedFwlg/s400/Girls+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Thank you God for My Family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Mark, Sarah, Kyndall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;One handsome Man, Two Precious children,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;One blessed woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-3449401708591592769?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/3449401708591592769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=3449401708591592769&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3449401708591592769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/3449401708591592769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-blessings.html' title='My Blessings'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SI63FaXLDHI/AAAAAAAAAms/aonvwedFwlg/s72-c/Girls+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4356073969820596866</id><published>2008-07-28T00:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T01:57:00.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>You're It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nailbender/5930025/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/5930025_cbbf61ccee_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nailbender/5930025/"&gt;You're It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nailbender/"&gt;nailbender&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being new at this whole blog experience I am sure you could understand my confusion! I have just been tagged, for the first time, by a new friend at &lt;a href="http://theirheartsaresteady.blogspot.com/"&gt;Journey through Faith&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My very first thought was...You will never catch me running! Seriously, I never played tag as a kid and it would be down right hilarious right now:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My silly self moved on to trying to remember just how many of those "Do Not Remove" Tags I have actually torn off ! I think I can only count about 7. What is the penalty for removing those tags anyway? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not to mention the number of tags I have torn out of my kids shirts because they are so darn itchy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you have ever received a gift from me you must have noticed that I never fill out the little tag that dangles from the bag! I never know what to write and don't you just re gift the bag anyway? I am saving the tag for you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay so here is my very first attempt.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;These are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) Post the rules on your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Write 6 random things about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Six Things:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really like fuzzy Socks! Especially the ones with the toes in them. This is very strange because I really don't like wearing them. I just think they are completely adorable.They look very nice in my drawers and make me laugh! My favorite pair look like froggies. I have been known to show up at life group in a pair of scooby doo slippers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a very bad habit of pouring out people's drinks. I don't know why?.. but when I walk in the kitchen, if there is a cup with liquid in it I pour it out. This habit really annoys my husband who leaves cups with water and tea sitting around all the time. I don't even think about it I just do it automatically. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need sunshine! I crave it! I was made for the light. I do not enjoy the heat though, just send me to Alaska and I'll bask in the Sun. I feel like I live in the bat cave because everyone else in my family likes dim light. So I make up for this by overloading my house with green plants! I am not sure of the connection but it works!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I absolutely love to read but I have a very short attention span. I usually have about 4 books that I am in the process of reading at the same time.I do most of my reading in the middle of the night because I believe that sleep is way overrated and there are so many other things I would rather be doing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Candles are awesome. Not because of the fragrance as you might think. I just like the way they flicker. I find it completely charming to visit a friend and find a candle lit. It makes me feel cozy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am slightly OCD. I use way tooo much fabric softener and dish detergent. It took me much to long to find the right picture for this post and I have changed my 6 things about 10 times. Some of you are thinking right now that there is nothing slight about it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now your it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://adevine.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Devine Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetviolets1979.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet Violets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kris10j.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life As I Know It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay I can only think of three people who might do this. Sorry, I hope I don't fail my very first game of Tag. (Sam you already Tagged my friend Lily)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was Fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4356073969820596866?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4356073969820596866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4356073969820596866&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4356073969820596866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4356073969820596866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-it.html' title='You&amp;#39;re It'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/5930025_cbbf61ccee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1260151823515626734</id><published>2008-07-26T00:10:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T02:31:46.133-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat: Book Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIqmJgSkmaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4KxUsNEHJaI/s1600-h/butterfly_dot2dot.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172999733746082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIqmJgSkmaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4KxUsNEHJaI/s200/butterfly_dot2dot.gif" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIql8OkjVcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-znz7Z7nDZE/s1600-h/dottodot1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227172771639023042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="206" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIql8OkjVcI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-znz7Z7nDZE/s200/dottodot1.gif" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would be the Title of a book about your life? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dot 2 Dot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a young girl growing up, Saturdays in my family were simply "Silly Days"! My younger brother, baby sister, and I could hardly wait each week for the day to arrive. We would pile up in the living room, watch cartoons, munch on candy, and color or play games like connect the Dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Connecting the dots" always fascinated me. You start with a piece of paper with numbered or lettered dots and begin to connect the lines, one at a time. Sometimes they were easy, sometimes they were difficult. One step at a time you draw from dot 2 dot until a picture begins to form. Sometimes you could guess right away what the final image would look like, sometimes it was harder to figure out. If you follow the directions carefully you end up with a perfect picture every time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I grew older I began to think "If only life were as easy as connecting the dots." Instead I felt as if I was holding a piece of paper with half of the image missing. Trying to move from point A to point B can sometimes be difficult. Especially when you are convinced you already know the final answer... but it doesn't seem to fit together right! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No mattered how hard I tried to connect my own life with real meaning, purpose and vision...Well it just kept on looking like scribble and doodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It took a long time for me to realize the problem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was not listening to God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was not reading the directions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was simply trying my best to make it all work on my own. It took me a long time to understand the answers. Lots of heartache, struggles, loss and pain for me to let go of the pencil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I finally realized that I could not connect the random dots of my life! I had to submit, surrender the control, the pencil, to God and allow him to connect the Pieces of my life. It is a beautiful process! I give up control and Listen...God leads the way and makes the connections. I make mistakes...He erases them away for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't know exactly what the final picture will reveal in me. But it is getting clearer every day. Life is connecting, pieces are forming and God is still revealing the Big Picture. I can't wait to see........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 30:21 (NIV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Psalm 73:24 (NIV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will take me into glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 48:17 (NIV)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what the LORD says— your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel: "I am the LORD your God, who teaches you what is best for you, who directs you in the way you should go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.internetcafedevotions.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r278/splitdecisionz/Do%20Not%20Delete/cafechatbutton.png" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1260151823515626734?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1260151823515626734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1260151823515626734&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1260151823515626734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1260151823515626734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/cafe-chat-title-of-your-book.html' title='Cafe Chat: Book Title'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIqmJgSkmaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4KxUsNEHJaI/s72-c/butterfly_dot2dot.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6554818777124543100</id><published>2008-07-24T02:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:31:48.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>In a Field of Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIgcO4aT5RI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jTxd7mpl1TI/s1600-h/Eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226458409549948178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIgcO4aT5RI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jTxd7mpl1TI/s400/Eng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom just called to tell me of a beautiful dream she had tonight of my sister Michele. Most of you who read this blog know that my sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shelly&lt;/span&gt; entered Heaven last year after a Brain infection caused by a tumor. God gave us 8 years with her after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doctors&lt;/span&gt; said she wouldn't live six months. Numerous times God answered our prayers with miracles of healing for her. She spent her years devoted to foreign missions in Kenya and Romania.&lt;br /&gt;Mom said she was sleeping and she heard my sisters clear beautiful voice.&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy" she said. "Come and play with me in a field of flowers."&lt;br /&gt;She was dressed in tennis shoes and sweatpants (typical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shelly&lt;/span&gt;) and they ran and played, and danced in the flowers. "I love you Mommy" my sister said just before my Mom woke up.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to my Mom share her dream. We cried, and then laughed at my sister running around in Heaven in a pair of sweatpants and grungy tennis shoes!&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for the dream. Thank you Lord for Eternal Life and a field of flowers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6554818777124543100?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6554818777124543100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6554818777124543100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6554818777124543100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6554818777124543100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-field-of-flowers.html' title='In a Field of Flowers'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIgcO4aT5RI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jTxd7mpl1TI/s72-c/Eng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-7040143069713301926</id><published>2008-07-24T00:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:33:17.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Car Wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIgAZuN8CGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nYl3-FQRBSw/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Daddy and Kenzy spent last sat. washing the car. It was her Idea! I think she just wanted to play in the sprinklers. I ended up with a nice clean car and driveway as a bonus. Kyndall had so much fun washing the roof of the car. Thanks guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-7040143069713301926?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/7040143069713301926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=7040143069713301926&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/7040143069713301926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/7040143069713301926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/car-wash.html' title='Car Wash'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SIgAZuN8CGI/AAAAAAAAAdM/nYl3-FQRBSw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6162367653527272147</id><published>2008-07-22T22:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T23:27:32.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat Priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dVnvphgOsdk/SD2OjRoVwsI/AAAAAAAACa4/2D1G9xJJHwQ/s1600-h/cafechatbutton.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name what you think should be your first 5 priorities in life? Then order those priorities the way they actually are at present in your own life. Do they match up? Why or why not? If needed, what is one thing that you can do today that will help your two lists match up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my personal priorities should look like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;God (Personal relationship, Lifestyle of worship,Word, Witness)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Husband (Helpmate, Friend, Lover) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children (Inspiring lifelong devotion to Christ, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Home school&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church (Devoted to one another in brotherly love)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lost (the great commission)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk with me, become a fly on the wall of my home and you will find that my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;priorities&lt;/span&gt; change from moment to moment. I am effected by the present...circumstance, need, and mood. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Balance&lt;/span&gt; and consistency is what is needed in my life to Maintain the priorities that God has placed on my heart.It is so easy to get distracted from what is most important in the Journey that God has created for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6162367653527272147?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6162367653527272147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6162367653527272147&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6162367653527272147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6162367653527272147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/cafe-chat-priorities.html' title='Cafe Chat Priorities'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1040605322475533331</id><published>2008-07-16T17:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:02:24.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Sit a spell</title><content type='html'>Possibly the best personal family blog on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; can be found here at &lt;a href="http://allthingshendrick.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sit a Spell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend of mine shared this blog address with me almost 8 months ago and I am hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself challenged, inspired,laughing hysterically, crying and amused by the thoughts and experiences of this family and their church home and friends. Mark and I pray for these people each time we read a post...even my kids pray for their kids....Funny how this world has become. We know more about this family in Texas than some people on our block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading my blog it's probably because you know me. Most of you probably read this blog already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are out their browsing for blogs to read...stop reading mine and go &lt;a href="http://allthingshendrick.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; now....you can always come back to me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group of close friends and I have talked, laughed and shared about posts from this blog. We have been inspired in ways that have moved us to action. We even used the book &lt;a href="http://www.herhands.blogspot.com/"&gt;Her Hands&lt;/a&gt; found on this website for our ladies small group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even decided to hang out at the park (check older posts) after reading about all the fun these guys have hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....Just a blog about a normal family (that's questionable) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; and serving the Lord as God leads and the community they impact.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1040605322475533331?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1040605322475533331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1040605322475533331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1040605322475533331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1040605322475533331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/sit-spell.html' title='Sit a spell'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4752662791347220068</id><published>2008-07-15T22:50:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:19:03.801-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Siren Reminders to love one another</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SH1tsfBPbEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/cSzncqCkJPM/s1600-h/PD-cars.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Romans 12:10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today I was reminded Just how much we should be devoted to one another.How we should reach out to each other during difficult times. On my way home this afternoon I witnessed the funeral procession for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.statesville.com/servlet/Satellite?pagename=SRL/MGArticle/SRL_BasicArticle&amp;amp;c=MGArticle&amp;amp;cid=1173355890583&amp;amp;path=!news"&gt;Local State Tropper&lt;/a&gt;. Traffic had come to a complete standstill. As I watched police cars, with silent flashing lights, my heart was proud. So many officers from many surrounding counties and several from other states had come to pay their respects. To honor their fellow law enforcement officer.&lt;br /&gt;I always get this warm patriotic feeling of brotherly love when I witness something like this. One family going through a rough time and hundreds of people show up to pay their respects and offer support to the family members.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed several men who had gotten out of their stopped vehicles to stand in honor and watch as the procession drove on. The lady in the SUV in front of me was not so happy. She was in a hurry and completely annoyed at the delay. She actually got out of her car and yelled to some of the men "Who was he anyway the president or something."&lt;br /&gt;As I was silently praying I was reminded of how we are to love one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1Peter 4:8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers a multitude of sins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I felt prompted to stand bolder in our response to one another. When one of us is going through something, anything, difficult, we should respond in the same manner I witnessed today. With sirens flashing to show our support. We should arrive in droves to offer comfort and help. Not to stand and scoff or judge, but to encourage and love.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the friends in my life who respond in this way. God has blessed my family abundantly with people who cheer when we cheer, and cry when we cry. God often works through each of you to show his great love for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1Th 5:11 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Therefore encourage one another and build&lt;/span&gt; each other up, just as in fact you are doing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4752662791347220068?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4752662791347220068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4752662791347220068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4752662791347220068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4752662791347220068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/siren-reminders-to-love-one-another.html' title='Siren Reminders to love one another'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2031002786661525316</id><published>2008-07-12T17:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T19:49:57.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Chat'/><title type='text'>Cafe Chat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHk6xLpQfRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZruBoU5wCgE/s1600-h/woman+with+viel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222269859526638866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHk6xLpQfRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZruBoU5wCgE/s320/woman+with+viel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is one woman from the Bible that you can relate to, and explain why you relate to her? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly. You can find them all in the Word of God. Everyday people, in everyday situations, that are just as relevant in today's world as they were in history. I am so grateful to our Lord for these records of women, just like me, whose life story is still in the making. God acted in surprising and wonderful ways through the lives of these women, just as he continues to act through our lives today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We share some of the same dreams, failures, and longings. I can relate to many of these women in different seasons of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Abigal, I too had been mismatched in marriage once. When Nabal's folly jeopardized their entire family, it was Abigal who would pick up the pieces.... Abigal was a women who rose above her circumstances to change the course of events taking place around her. After the Death of Nabal she become the wife of King David, a man after God's own heart. Perhaps the virtues she carried in her heart were not inborn, perhaps they developed in the midst of a troubled relationship. After the Death of one relationship, God blessed me with a Godly man who would be the spiritual leader of my family, as well. I am forever grateful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Hannah, I have been a women who was deeply troubled. I too poured out my hurt and sorrow to God on behalf of a child and God Granted my request. He blessed me with not one, but two beautiful daughters. Hannah made her requests, the desires of her heart, known to God and He provided for her. Just as he provides for me in the big and little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that like Jochebed (the mother of Moses) I will continue to cast my children into the flowing rivers of life, Surrendering them to God and his perfect will for each of their lives. Even when the waters are turbulent. Trusting that God will protect them from the dangers of this world, as he unfolds the paths that they must follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Rebekah, God has gone to extraordinary lengths to pursue me. He invites me to become a part of his family, his chosen. His invitation is open to all who are listening and willing to trust God fully in the promises he has made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for these beautiful, fascinating, everyday women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2031002786661525316?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2031002786661525316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2031002786661525316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2031002786661525316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2031002786661525316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/cafe-chat.html' title='Cafe Chat'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHk6xLpQfRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ZruBoU5wCgE/s72-c/woman+with+viel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6095647280461079494</id><published>2008-07-12T00:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:14:19.620-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>All That and a Hairdryer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHgxp15OhcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kgSbXdnyzQ8/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHgxp15OhcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kgSbXdnyzQ8/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in business with a new hair dryer that is ALL THAT.....literally...Compliments of Mark Lewis!&lt;br /&gt;Will see how long this baby lasts! Don't hold your breath. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6095647280461079494?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6095647280461079494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6095647280461079494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6095647280461079494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6095647280461079494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-that-and-hairdryer.html' title='All That and a Hairdryer'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHgxp15OhcI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kgSbXdnyzQ8/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4470913927732619899</id><published>2008-07-10T23:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T00:31:29.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melt downs'/><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHbW0bj8h4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/waosMCUPCcs/s1600-h/bad_hair_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221597014222735234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHbW0bj8h4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/waosMCUPCcs/s320/bad_hair_day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay! I really need to know how often you purchase a hairdryer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spoke with a friend who said she has had the same hairdryer for 6 Years. What am I doing wrong? Is there some unspoken rules for hairdryer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opperation&lt;/span&gt; that my mother failed to explain to me? Do they come with operation pamphlets that I have failed to read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I blew up my 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; one in 3 years! On average in my adult life I would guess that I have purchased about 17 hairdryers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now........you have seen my hair....nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; to speak of....just normal wet head that needs to be dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is thick....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; on average it takes about 8 minutes to completely dry my hair on high heat. So my hair dryer is used only about 40 minutes a week(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;assuming&lt;/span&gt; 2 days a week I am too lazy to wash my hair) So about 3 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hair drying&lt;/span&gt; a month. Which means I am receiving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;approximately&lt;/span&gt; 18 hours of dryer performance before sparks begin to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you are thinking... Of course I clean the hair out of the little thingy on the back of the dryer! I learned this after the first 2.&lt;br /&gt;So what is the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only user of my dryer, for the most part. If it has been more than 6 weeks since Mark has had a haircut, he may decide to use it. For about 30 seconds...I have observed that it only takes a second to dry hair that is only an inch long......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there is a landfill....full of my hairdryers...&lt;br /&gt;I need a  hairdryer repair shop ....Do they recycle hairdryers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow I must go and purchase a new one....&lt;br /&gt;(I have never seen one at the goodwill)&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?? I am as lucky with hairdryers as I am cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to put the dryer in a bag and set it outside....I can't get the smell to fade and now I will lay awake all night waiting for the smoke alarm to go off because of the sparks that must have gone into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wiring&lt;/span&gt; of my house from the flames that shot out of my dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever see a copy of Hairdryers for Dummies pick it up for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4470913927732619899?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4470913927732619899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4470913927732619899&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4470913927732619899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4470913927732619899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SHbW0bj8h4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/waosMCUPCcs/s72-c/bad_hair_day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-9039382643701860530</id><published>2008-07-09T01:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T02:04:02.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strengths'/><title type='text'>We are weak but he is strong</title><content type='html'>Wow...I have been putting so much thought and prayer into this whole strengths and weaknesses thing. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me today that yes we should identify our strengths and build on them. We should encourage and help our children to identify the natural talents and abilities that God has graced them with and inspire them to grow in these areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time we should also recognize that although God can and does work through us ,often using the talents he has blessed us with, He receives the most glory and honor as he works through us in spite of our weakness.  Or as he works in our weakness!   Thank you Lord for creating each individual so unique and with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;varying&lt;/span&gt; skills and talents and strengths...Thank you Lord that you also work in our weakness and sometimes through our weakness to bring honor to yourself!&lt;br /&gt;Little ones to him belong...They are weak but He is Strong...&lt;br /&gt;Yes Jesus loves me...the Bible tells me so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-9039382643701860530?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/9039382643701860530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=9039382643701860530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9039382643701860530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9039382643701860530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-weak-but-he-is-strong.html' title='We are weak but he is strong'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-7874205215873849386</id><published>2008-07-08T10:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:58:35.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strengths Finder</title><content type='html'>Finished reading the book and taking the online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;assessment&lt;/span&gt;: Strengths Finder 2.0 by Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rath&lt;/span&gt;. This was an interesting book and a lot of fun. Here are my findings, a list of my strengths according to the online &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;assessment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Belief&lt;/span&gt;: I have certain core values that are enduring. I am family oriented, altruistic, spiritual, and value responsibility and high ethics in myself and others. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; is more than money and prestige! Consistency is the foundation of all of my relationships. My friends call me dependable. My work must be meaningful, and matter to me, it must give me a chance to live out my values. I am most passionate about people and things closet to my heart. You do not have to share my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt; but you must understand and respect them or conflict will erupt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Individualization: I an intrigued by the unique qualities of each person. I am impatient with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stereotypes&lt;/span&gt; or generalizations. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;instinctively&lt;/span&gt; observe each person's style, motivation, how each thinks, and builds relationships. I draw out the best in others, build productive teams, allowing others to work at what they do best. I can show you the world through another persons eyes by using my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;discernment&lt;/span&gt;. When you are having difficulty understanding where someone is coming from consult with me, my intuitions will be sound.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Communication: I Like to explain, describe, speak in public, and write. I feel the need to bring ideas and events to life. I find it easy to carry on a conversation and do well in roles where I have to capture some ones attention. I should think about a career in teaching or ministry (HA) I need to search for new ways to state my purpose or frame my ideas. I should expand my vocabulary. (and get rid of my redneck accent) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt; negative comment!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woo: Stands for Winning others over. I enjoy the challenge of meeting other people and getting them to like me.  Strangers are rarely intimidating to me, they energize me! I am drawn to them, I want to learn their names and get to know them, and ask questions. I am rarely at a loss for words and derive satisfaction from breaking the ice and getting to know people. I cam put others at ease and help them to feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;, I can help you network to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;broaden&lt;/span&gt; your connections.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Futuristic:"Wouldn't it be great if..."  I am the kind of person who likes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; over the horizon. The future fascinates me, it is inspirational to me. I am a dreamer who sees visions of what could be and it fascinates me.  When my present seems too frustrating I conjure up visions of the future and they energize me and others too. I can paint a picture of the future for others as well. Push me to make the future seem as vivid as possible.  People often latch on to the Hope I bring.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay....That's my list.   What do you think?  Does this list describe me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are your strengths.  Buy the book...Take the test...and build on your strengths!  Focus on what God designed you to be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-7874205215873849386?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/7874205215873849386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=7874205215873849386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/7874205215873849386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/7874205215873849386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/strengths-finder.html' title='Strengths Finder'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4630911811908912435</id><published>2008-07-08T07:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T07:59:17.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strengths'/><title type='text'>Now discover your strengths</title><content type='html'>Do you have the opportunity to do what you do best everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually devote most of our time to fixing our weeknesses, rather than building on our strengths or talents. We focus on our shortcomings more than our strengths or skills. Most people can quickly list all the weak /trouble spots in their lives that they are working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with learning programs we are forced to identify our weakness and strive, or study, or struggle to improve in these areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our kids come home with reports from school...we automatically notice their weakest scores as what we need to assist them with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we identified our strengths and worked towards maximizing them further?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught yourself saying "you can be anything you want to be when you grow up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure I agree with this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our current culture does. If you want to be a millonaire just "buy this book" or watch a saturday morning infomercial. If you want a deeper more fullfilling life, just follow these guidelines or find the "secret".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we taught our children this instead:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You cannot be anything you may want to be....but, you can be a whole lot more of what God has already designed you to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4630911811908912435?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4630911811908912435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4630911811908912435&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4630911811908912435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4630911811908912435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-discover-your-strengths.html' title='Now discover your strengths'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-4365488360920676256</id><published>2008-07-04T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T02:12:06.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Star Spangled Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SG27ggnfiqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6X7CfYcZZsM/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="394" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SG27ggnfiqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6X7CfYcZZsM/s400/collage1.jpg" width="547" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hangin&lt;/span&gt; out with peeps at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lowes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ymca&lt;/span&gt; Fireworks spectacular! We had an Fantastic time. Games for the kids, Rock climbing, Glow sticks, The Lake Norman Orchestra, and Pretzels! So nice to celebrate with our friends. The fireworks were Awesome! Next year taking the big white tent, drinks, and more friends! Let freedom ring...let the whole world sing! Thank you Lord for our great country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God Bless the USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SG27g1UTzyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uVz766iRf-Y/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 370px" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SG27g1UTzyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/uVz766iRf-Y/s400/collage.jpg" width="661" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-4365488360920676256?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/4365488360920676256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=4365488360920676256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4365488360920676256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/4365488360920676256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/star-spangled-night.html' title='Star Spangled Night'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SG27ggnfiqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/6X7CfYcZZsM/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-9164787076524625798</id><published>2008-07-04T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T00:30:41.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimonies'/><title type='text'>Card Board Testimonies</title><content type='html'>What would your life say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvDDc5RB6FQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvDDc5RB6FQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-9164787076524625798?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/9164787076524625798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=9164787076524625798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9164787076524625798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/9164787076524625798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/07/card-board-testimonies.html' title='Card Board Testimonies'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1393191871994697052</id><published>2008-06-28T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:28:47.014-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drive In'/><title type='text'>Drive In Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbzAVSNWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cmqopih01Eo/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbzAVSNWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cmqopih01Eo/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1393191871994697052?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1393191871994697052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1393191871994697052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1393191871994697052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1393191871994697052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/drive-in-movies_28.html' title='Drive In Movies'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbzAVSNWNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Cmqopih01Eo/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-2411060113198664089</id><published>2008-06-28T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:29:51.584-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drive In'/><title type='text'>Drive In Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbyEr3NXSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_2N_4UIUjQ0/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbyEr3NXSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_2N_4UIUjQ0/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Retro Fun at the Drive in Movies this past weekend!! Who said we didn't know how to Party!?&lt;br /&gt;Jason, Lynea, and their crew (The Gravey Bunch), Mark and the girls and I all had a blast. We arrived about 7pm and found great spots right on the front row by the field. Mark and Jason created the best set up camp ever! Jason actually took all the seats out of his van and we watched movies in bucket seat style. We all played games for the first 2 hours. Lynea thought to bring frisbees, kickballs, footballs, well just about every boy toy a family could own. We munched out on popcorn, wings, gummy worms, and of course The Supersize bag of Twizzlers! At Dusk we watched the first feature....walle..Which was a lot of fun for the grownups! The second Feature? Indiana Jones! We really had a fantastic time together. Laughed, Played, Munched. Can't wait until our next adventure at the Drive In.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-2411060113198664089?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/2411060113198664089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=2411060113198664089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2411060113198664089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/2411060113198664089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/drive-in-movies.html' title='Drive In Movies'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGbyEr3NXSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/_2N_4UIUjQ0/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-8783573071824376884</id><published>2008-06-27T01:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:31:29.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fellowship'/><title type='text'>Summer Games at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGR8DzlK36I/AAAAAAAAAHA/oVyfsEMFhw8/s1600-h/DSCN1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216430673229438882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGR8DzlK36I/AAAAAAAAAHA/oVyfsEMFhw8/s320/DSCN1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 418px" height="440" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGR6--VyOJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/_PW__KC-3PE/s400/collage.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few of our friends came up with a great idea. Each Thursday evening throughout the summer we are planning a game night in the Park. No hassle, no fuss, just show up and hang out. Last night we gathered with new and old friends to talk and play. No organized games this week. Just us sitting under the shelter watching the kids play in the rain! That's right. About 5 minutes after we arrived the rain began. Actually the kids loved it. The daddies kicked a soccer ball around with the little kids. A few brought scooters( great idea). They played on the play ground and swings while we chatted. We were missing a few families who were out of town but really had a fun time. Our goal is to actually play together...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frisbee&lt;/span&gt;, soccer, kickball, and walk the trail. This was a great start to what we hope will be a lot of fun this summer.&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in playing too just post a comment and I will e-mail you the specifics. Come join in the fun. This will be a great opportunity for us to build relationships with new people as well. Bring a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-8783573071824376884?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/8783573071824376884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=8783573071824376884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/8783573071824376884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/8783573071824376884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-games-at-park.html' title='Summer Games at the Park'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGR8DzlK36I/AAAAAAAAAHA/oVyfsEMFhw8/s72-c/DSCN1891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1265681439888650709</id><published>2008-06-25T00:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T10:11:00.360-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Fridge Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGHOUITFBbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mKAcFtGjkxY/s1600-h/DSCN1875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGHOUITFBbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mKAcFtGjkxY/s400/DSCN1875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Check out my fridge. Can you find your picture? Everyday I see the smiling faces of all the peeps on my fridge and it reminds me to pray for each of you and your families! You can bet if your picture is here that someone in my family is praying for you. There are others we pray for daily but this is a great visual reminder for me. So send me a picture and I'll add you to the list! God Bless.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1265681439888650709?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1265681439888650709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1265681439888650709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1265681439888650709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1265681439888650709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/fridge-prayer.html' title='Fridge Prayer'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SGHOUITFBbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mKAcFtGjkxY/s72-c/DSCN1875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6440480677098936534</id><published>2008-06-21T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:32:27.135-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kidscape'/><title type='text'>Kidscape Blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2cOD-YLfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0jM5UNg7bRo/s1600-h/Family+2008+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214495708963941874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2cOD-YLfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0jM5UNg7bRo/s320/Family+2008+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah "Lifeguard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2btA_mKAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cGwZeJTmYe0/s1600-h/Family+2008+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214495141228062722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2btA_mKAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/cGwZeJTmYe0/s320/Family+2008+172.jpg" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kyndall&lt;/span&gt; "My Fish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon with Friends from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kidscape&lt;/span&gt;(M.Kids) Mosaic Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fab time laughing, sharing and eating! Of course the kids spent the entire time in the pool with Jose's Kids. They never even stopped to eat! Of course Sarah took charge of the kids and had them playing games and jumping to her from the side of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was great. We discussed the upcoming move to Mallard Creek. Everyone is so excited and ready for all that God has planned. The Family Ministry of Mosaic Church Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6440480677098936534?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6440480677098936534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6440480677098936534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6440480677098936534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6440480677098936534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/kidscape-blast.html' title='Kidscape Blast'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2cOD-YLfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0jM5UNg7bRo/s72-c/Family+2008+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5295178768242402769</id><published>2008-06-21T19:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T20:22:33.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelly'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Shelly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2X5zMyvVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_uQbBUyuQLc/s1600-h/Copy+of+mrogers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214490962817105234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2X5zMyvVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_uQbBUyuQLc/s400/Copy+of+mrogers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday Sissy!! My sister is celebrating her 32nd birthday in Heaven with Jesus this year!!  June 22nd.She opened her heart to Jesus at the age of 5, lived a beautiful life on earth, and now celebrates with Christ! I miss you Shelly! I love you so much! Have an incredible Day with the Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Much love from Mark, Mena, and the girls:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5295178768242402769?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5295178768242402769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5295178768242402769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5295178768242402769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5295178768242402769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-shelly.html' title='Happy Birthday Shelly!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SF2X5zMyvVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/_uQbBUyuQLc/s72-c/Copy+of+mrogers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-1453059364014346630</id><published>2008-06-20T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:43:31.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SFw-FBB1F7I/AAAAAAAAACo/87d20rdE5JI/s1600-h/Family+2008+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214110724484569010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SFw-FBB1F7I/AAAAAAAAACo/87d20rdE5JI/s320/Family+2008+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy and the girls out roaming the neighborhood on their new bikes!  Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kyndall&lt;/span&gt; can ride just fine with no training wheels she refuses to let Daddy take them off.  Notice the new bike safety &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;helments&lt;/span&gt; as well(What a great mom these kids must have) Notice that Daddy is not modeling proper head gear.  Some men are just meant to live on the edge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls pooled their money and even bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;walkie&lt;/span&gt; talkies with a 15 mile range.  So they roam the neighborhood a few yards apart and communicate with one another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kyndall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "Come in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "Turn left at the next street" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "Over and out"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No skinned knees so far.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-1453059364014346630?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/1453059364014346630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=1453059364014346630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1453059364014346630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/1453059364014346630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-bikes.html' title='New Bikes!'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SFw-FBB1F7I/AAAAAAAAACo/87d20rdE5JI/s72-c/Family+2008+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-5385461812290394913</id><published>2008-06-20T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:30:09.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Try Try again</title><content type='html'>Hello world. The Lewis Family is back on the web and ready to post and keep you up to date with all the great happenings in our lives. (Note the last time we posted was over a year ago:) So if you are still out there in blogland somewhere, checking from time to time on the Lewis Family you will probably be real shocked to discover we are still alive and well and living on planet earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-5385461812290394913?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/5385461812290394913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=5385461812290394913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5385461812290394913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/5385461812290394913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-try-try-again.html' title='Okay Try Try again'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-199946788417401731</id><published>2007-03-11T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:22:39.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>Hooray!  Daylight savings time is here!  I can not tell you what this suttle change does for me each year.  Three weeks early is fantastic.  Bright...Bright...beautiful light!  It gives me a high and creates a twinkle in my soul.  I anxiously await this time each spring.  It takes a while to ajust to the lost hour of sleep.  But hey, who needs sleep anyway. It's way over rated.&lt;br /&gt;Today the sun has shone brightly in the Carolina blue sky all day long.&lt;br /&gt;Something inside of me was made for the light.  As a matter of fact we are all made to long for the light. The Light shines in the darkness and the darknesss flees.  Eternal Light?  Now that sounds like Heaven to me!!&lt;br /&gt;Basking,&lt;br /&gt;Renee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-199946788417401731?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/199946788417401731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=199946788417401731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/199946788417401731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/199946788417401731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2007/03/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8494862713504690061.post-6954488884689559165</id><published>2007-03-09T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T19:27:57.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"As for me, my life has already been poured out as an offering to God."2 Timothy 4:6&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9iby4L..fFFAIAB4CqJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBwczV0OXVlBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkA0kwNjZfODg-/SIG=1kcabfp6u/EXP=1173572478/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dwater%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526fr%253Dslv1-%2526x%253Dwrt%26w=717%26h=748%26imgurl=data.pg2k.hd.org%252F_exhibits%252Fnatural-science%252Fsplash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.mrs.umn.edu%252F%257Egoochv%252FCellBio%252Flectures%252Fwater%252Fwater.html%26size=33.3kB%26name=splash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26p=water%26type=jpeg%26no=1%26tt=9,235,020%26oid=eaf3d28c4b9cee7e%26ei=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMilD.PFFQToAbSCJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBwczV0OXVlBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkA0kwNjZfODg-/SIG=1kcu7ds98/EXP=1173572035/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dwater%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526fr%253Dslv1-%2526x%253Dwrt%26w=717%26h=748%26imgurl=data.pg2k.hd.org%252F_exhibits%252Fnatural-science%252Fsplash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.mrs.umn.edu%252F%257Egoochv%252FCellBio%252Flectures%252Fwater%252Fwater.html%26size=33.3kB%26name=splash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26p=water%26type=jpeg%26no=1%26tt=9,235,020%26oid=eaf3d28c4b9cee7e%26ei=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I possibly pass up the opportunity to share my thoughts.  A dear friend recently suggested to me that I had a lot to say.  This blog is one way to say it.  I have learned it often takes &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; words for me to express my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;few &lt;/span&gt;thoughts! (Ha Ha)  How unlike our Saviour, who used so few words to express such incredible truths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you read here will be the daily happenings, thoughts, insights, and nonsense of our family.  Probably in more words than it will take for you to get the picture.  But worth sharing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A9gnMilD.PFFQToAbSCJzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTBwczV0OXVlBHBvcwMxBHNlYwNzcgR2dGlkA0kwNjZfODg-/SIG=1kcu7ds98/EXP=1173572035/**http%3A//images.search.yahoo.com/search/images/view%3Fback=http%253A%252F%252Fimages.search.yahoo.com%252Fsearch%252Fimages%253Fp%253Dwater%2526ei%253DUTF-8%2526fr%253Dslv1-%2526x%253Dwrt%26w=717%26h=748%26imgurl=data.pg2k.hd.org%252F_exhibits%252Fnatural-science%252Fsplash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26rurl=http%253A%252F%252Fwww.mrs.umn.edu%252F%257Egoochv%252FCellBio%252Flectures%252Fwater%252Fwater.html%26size=33.3kB%26name=splash-of-single-drop-in-still-water-pink-and-cyan-rotated-and-cropped-AJHD.jpg%26p=water%26type=jpeg%26no=1%26tt=9,235,020%26oid=eaf3d28c4b9cee7e%26ei=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are a family being poured out as a drink offering to our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;The thing about a drink offering is that it continues to be poured out until the vessel is empty.&lt;br /&gt;We are called to be poured out in service and to flow freely to all who are thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;Bottoms Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8494862713504690061-6954488884689559165?l=renee-pouredout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/feeds/6954488884689559165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8494862713504690061&amp;postID=6954488884689559165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6954488884689559165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8494862713504690061/posts/default/6954488884689559165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renee-pouredout.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-for-me-my-life-has-already-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17590235763667382209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8KH_n_U4XK4/SaKo-N0SfoI/AAAAAAAADUk/INudyvWobw0/S220/Mosaic_02142009_Week3008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
