<?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-8896780996353430326</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:18:30.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 61</title><subtitle type='html'>This journal will be used to share about the things I am doing and learning only by the grace of my King, Jesus, for the glory of God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-900589326747087496</id><published>2009-05-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:11:27.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New house, new life</title><content type='html'>It will be two weeks tomorrow that I have lived in my new home!  Time is just FLYING by.  It really is.  The gaps keep growing in between times I write on here!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little update for the last few weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still taking the Financial Peace class (Dave Ramsey) on Monday nites.  It'll be over in a few weeks.  Been learning tons about finances in general, and more specifically about a budget.  It's been hard for me to figure out a budget because of recently moving into a home where I will actually be paying rent, buying my own food, etc.  I've done all that before, but I was blessed to not have those expenses by living with the K's.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got my Indiana tags and registration for my car!  Yeh, I know, big news!  Well, it was just pretty challenging to get over to the BMV during non-work hours, so I was glad to say the least when I actually got them!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated 3 months of dating with Justin last Wednesday!  Yay for that!  God has been so good.  God uses Justin in many ways to humble me and teach me to how to love like He does.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was the first day of volunteering with Justin to clean the community center (connected to Faith Baptist).  He's been cleaning there for a couple years, but recently asked me to volunteer with him on the 2nd and 5th Sundays of the month.  It was a blast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been on a job search since December, and I finally found a job opening this week that I think might actually work out.  It is a case manager position working with Group Homes for Children.  It is an Independent Living case manager, spending time teaching troubled teens basic life skills, as well as help with parent/family interaction. Good pay, and benefits.  Interesting hours, but not horrible.  I had an interview this week, and will probably hear back early next week.  God is the One who brought this into my life, and I'm curious to see what His plans are with this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be seeing Beth D. get married next weekend!!  Wow!!!  It's already here!  Can't believe it.  I'll be fun to spend time with everyone again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is so gracious in His gifts to us.  He really is.  He provides all we have.  A year ago, there was no thought in my mind that I would be living in Lafayette, IN.  I am content with where God has me.  No, things are not perfect.  But, I am learning so much about trusting God with my circumstances.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update next week about the case manager position!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-900589326747087496?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/900589326747087496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=900589326747087496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/900589326747087496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/900589326747087496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-house-new-life.html' title='New house, new life'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-503098261988209487</id><published>2009-04-27T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:45:09.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run run run</title><content type='html'>"Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-503098261988209487?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/503098261988209487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=503098261988209487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/503098261988209487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/503098261988209487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/run-run-run.html' title='Run run run'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-273244597866415048</id><published>2009-04-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:45:05.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about ME!</title><content type='html'>When I get stressed, the first thing I will notice is that my thoughts are all focused on myself.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had this thought yesterday at work during a really stressful time with the kids.  When things are not going &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; way, or things go a way&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt; do not expect I start to feel my adrenaline kick in and my heart rate starts to rise....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I've noticed that when I am stressed, I am more easily angered (esp. with the kids in my class).  I think the reason behind this is that my thoughts are all centered around me, myself, and I.  It's all about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, what's happening to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;, how it will affect &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  P-R-I-D-E.  My focus is off of God, of who He is, and how He is the One who has allowed these things to happen to me for my good,  and His glory.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I wouldn't have really thought about stress that way until I read Mark 10:45 and 1 Peter 5.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give His life as a ransom for many."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when I am stressed, I am still commanded to serve and love others.  Maybe to be stressed is sinful??  Hmm.  I'm not sure.  The idea of stress....I just think that for a person to be in a state of stress, they are not keeping God's promises in the front of their mind.  They are not trusting Him or believing God is who He says He is, and will do what He says He will do.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Peter 5:6 says to "Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exult you, casting all your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anxieties&lt;/span&gt; on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.  Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world.  And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.  To him be the dominion forever and ever." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this passage mentions humility and anxiety in the same passage.  It makes sense.  We definitely need to be reminded to humble ourselves when we are stressed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-273244597866415048?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/273244597866415048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=273244597866415048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/273244597866415048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/273244597866415048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-about-me.html' title='All about ME!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1443927396072586165</id><published>2009-03-22T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:48:49.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings of Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/ScbOSRN9WSI/AAAAAAAAATk/fHadAL6-5KU/s1600-h/IMG_5414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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It meant so much for her to make the time and effort to come and see me.  Especially on her spring break.  2. It was just so wonderful to have my "twin" here, in the place that is becoming very dear to me.  For her to meet some of the peeps who have blessed my socks off in the past seven months.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some good times...catching up about life, taking long walks in gorgeous weather, laughing, going to Indy, meeting special people :) , coffee time, looking at art, singing, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my drive home, it was sad to suddenly have Lena's beautiful presence gone from the passenger seat of my car.  It'd been a while since I'd driven by myself for even an hour distance.  And it's amazing to me the kind of things I thought about driving home in those early day hours before the sun came up.  Started thinking about all the people I have developed relationships with up here, as well as those I have not talked to forever, but have been meaning to call forever.  There is no doubt in my mind that I should be in Lafayette right now, but I definitely miss friends and family back home.  It's just crazy how time has flown, and it's been months since talking to certain people.  Leaving KS, I wondered how much I'd keep in touch with friends.  There are def. those friends you can call up after a few months and pick up right where you leave off.  That is such a blessing.  But then there are those that you call and call, and they never call back.  I have a hard time with that.  That's where my sinful nature kicks in and starts getting selfish and prideful. It's hard to not expect and put all the focus on yourself and be hurt when friends stop making the effort to connect.  There's always a lesson in that is what I've been finding out.  God is always good and always ready to teach through those lost friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my 16 oz. of caffeine is wearing off by this point, and I don't think I make much sense on here anyway.  So now my bed is callin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-8656435777841857368?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8656435777841857368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=8656435777841857368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/8656435777841857368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/8656435777841857368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/wake-up-deer.html' title='Wake up deer!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3025068831409933331</id><published>2009-03-15T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:15:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few friendships since August...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVuBH9UI/AAAAAAAAATE/Eq83h5DA0zM/s1600-h/IMG_5339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVuBH9UI/AAAAAAAAATE/Eq83h5DA0zM/s400/IMG_5339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479374799369538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVijMkdI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wCI7q0tqJiI/s1600-h/IMG_5362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVijMkdI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wCI7q0tqJiI/s400/IMG_5362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479371721052626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVHSK_lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NzWiAv23e-U/s1600-h/IMG_5024_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVHSK_lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NzWiAv23e-U/s400/IMG_5024_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479364401888850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FUzCzjBI/AAAAAAAAASs/Yp84DLMf4IM/s1600-h/Kesslers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FUzCzjBI/AAAAAAAAASs/Yp84DLMf4IM/s400/Kesslers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479358968728594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FUnNmkoI/AAAAAAAAASk/7pPh1OV3_Kc/s1600-h/IMG_4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FUnNmkoI/AAAAAAAAASk/7pPh1OV3_Kc/s400/IMG_4874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313479355792790146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't wait for you to meet these wonderful people God has blessed me with in Lafayette!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-3025068831409933331?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3025068831409933331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=3025068831409933331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3025068831409933331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3025068831409933331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-friendships-since-august.html' title='A few friendships since August...'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/Sb1FVuBH9UI/AAAAAAAAATE/Eq83h5DA0zM/s72-c/IMG_5339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2893072689545957194</id><published>2009-03-14T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:40:17.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGMMXBEdI/AAAAAAAAASc/7PAIZZnWJpA/s1600-h/IMG_4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGMMXBEdI/AAAAAAAAASc/7PAIZZnWJpA/s400/IMG_4936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269204424659410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGL2RxEoI/AAAAAAAAASU/8Xf__Lg3iP8/s1600-h/Rembrandt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGL2RxEoI/AAAAAAAAASU/8Xf__Lg3iP8/s400/Rembrandt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269198497059458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLzaXcFI/AAAAAAAAASM/j04g9xYUi0E/s1600-h/The+Viewing+project.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLzaXcFI/AAAAAAAAASM/j04g9xYUi0E/s400/The+Viewing+project.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269197727821906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLpB3lBI/AAAAAAAAASE/NFI2YL5Z8aU/s1600-h/IMG_5208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLpB3lBI/AAAAAAAAASE/NFI2YL5Z8aU/s400/IMG_5208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269194940716050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLsxGAvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jo9hcZhpcoA/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGLsxGAvI/AAAAAAAAAR8/jo9hcZhpcoA/s400/IMG_4906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313269195944100594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;Just a few for starters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2893072689545957194?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2893072689545957194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2893072689545957194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2893072689545957194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2893072689545957194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-ready-kansas.html' title='Get ready Kansas'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SbyGMMXBEdI/AAAAAAAAASc/7PAIZZnWJpA/s72-c/IMG_4936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-431838584079565413</id><published>2009-03-08T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:50:47.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock of Ages</title><content type='html'>I think it to be true that everybody wants stability and assurance.  We sang "Rock of Ages" in church this morning, and it sure got me thinking about those things.  Everybody wants things that will last and be stable.  Whether it's a new car or job or a relationship.  We want to be assured that what we invest in will not break down or disappear.  Eventually, cars and material things wear and break.  (Except for this one car I used to drive "Sunburn", it just seems to keep going...) But, the point is that we all want to have things in our life that build stability.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is referred to in the Bible as a "Rock".  He will not change and will never leave you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 18:1,2,36&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you, O Lord, my strength.  The Lord is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my rock&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my fortress&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my deliverer&lt;/span&gt;, my God, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can have STABILITY in our lives through a relationship with Jesus : "I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry.  He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure."  There is peace in Jesus.  There is hope that is REAL in Jesus.  But you can't have that if you don't have Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 3:23 says, "for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God..." We are all sinners and can never be perfect.  There was One who was born on this earth who was perfect, and that was Jesus.  Someone had to die to pay the debt of our sin, and that was Jesus, God's Son.  The Bible says in 1 John 1:9 "If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, Romans 10:9 "if you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you 1. Confess your sin to God 2. Ask for forgiveness and 3. Believe in Jesus, then Jesus will be YOUR Rock and source of stability! He is ready and waiting for you to let Him love you.  Zephaniah 3:17, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock of Ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no god like our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No other name, worthy of all our praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rock of Salvation that cannot be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's proven himself to be faithful and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no god like ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Ages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus is the Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus is the Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Ages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus is the Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no god like ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus You're the Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no rock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is no god like ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rock of Ages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-431838584079565413?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/431838584079565413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=431838584079565413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/431838584079565413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/431838584079565413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/03/rock-of-ages.html' title='Rock of Ages'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2357300994932128900</id><published>2009-02-24T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:29:22.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darnedest things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Compliment from one of my students:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-"Ms. Renae, you look like a grandpa!!"  &lt;div&gt;-"Thank you, Andy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2357300994932128900?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2357300994932128900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2357300994932128900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2357300994932128900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2357300994932128900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/kids-say-darnedest-things.html' title='Kids say the darnedest things!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7181328284752558593</id><published>2009-02-23T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:34:24.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaLrv0xslgI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7fMqIeQecIU/s1600-h/IMG_5352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaLrv0xslgI/AAAAAAAAAQM/7fMqIeQecIU/s400/IMG_5352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306062517849331202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Ms. Renae, the tv on top in my house is 6 feet pounds." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"I think you mean that it is 6 feet high."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"No, Ms. Renae.  It is 6 feet pounds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7181328284752558593?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7181328284752558593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7181328284752558593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3668754243529036007</id><published>2009-02-22T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:37:52.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl part-ay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaIL1iw_RnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Y4UYZTwS6HM/s1600-h/IMG_5339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaIL1iw_RnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Y4UYZTwS6HM/s400/IMG_5339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305816325489116786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaIKmELPl_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/LJMTvf4xhNE/s1600-h/IMG_5339.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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part-ay'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaIL1iw_RnI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Y4UYZTwS6HM/s72-c/IMG_5339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3724786152177133870</id><published>2009-02-18T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:31:08.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adonai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adonai&lt;/span&gt;" (ah-doh-noi) is a Hebrew word for "Lord" or "my lord".  It was a title of reverence for God.  The Jews used its vowel points to fill out the tetragrammaton Yhvh or Ihvh, "the incommunicable name" (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yahweh&lt;/span&gt;).   They would use Adonai in substitution with Yahweh because of the holiness of the name.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Praise Adonai" - Paul Baloche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is like Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lion and the Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mountains bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every ocean roars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the Lord of hosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praise Adonai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the rising of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Til the end of every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praise Adonai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the nations of the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the angels and the saints &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sing praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I first heard this song back in high school at my home church.  I hadn't heard it for a few years until I heard it at a friend's house last weekend.   The reason for the use of the name Adonai strikes me with humility.  In American culture, I don't think we have much understanding of the word, "reverence".  God is to be revered as holy.  He IS Holy.  I think I need to get on my knees or even have my face to the ground quite a bit more than I do.  God is WORTHY of praise for His Holiness.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='Adonai'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-8661647365602617383</id><published>2009-02-17T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T20:25:13.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A proverb</title><content type='html'>"Whoever conceals his transgressions will not prosper, &lt;div&gt;but he who confesses and forsakes them will obtain mercy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Proverbs 28:13 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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proverb'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2453656756320064789</id><published>2009-02-15T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:39:57.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drying up</title><content type='html'>In Sunday school this morning, we studied Psalm 1 : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 How blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nor stand in the path of sinners,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nor sit in the seat of scoffers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 But his delight is in the instruction of the LORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in His law he meditates day and night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which yields its fruit in its season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And its' leaf does not wither;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in whatever he does, he prospers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; The wicked are not so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they are like chaff which the wind drives away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; For the LORD knows the way of the righteous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the way of the wicked will perish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verses 1 and 2 describe a person who loves God, and how their life would look if he were to delight in God's Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Verse 3 describes the person who CONTINUALLY read's God's Word as a tree.  They are firmly planted.  They will yield fruit - you will be able to see good product in this person in result of them reading God's Word.  They will not dry up and be weak.  They will be growing and strong, instead.  This person, in whatever they do will prosper...because they are meditating and dwelling on things that are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything is worthy of praise"&lt;/span&gt;.  (Philippians, 4:8).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It goes on to describe someone who does not delight in the truth of God's Word.  These verses call these people "wicked".  Honestly, as I read scripture that describes the "wicked", I usually tend to skim over it.  When I think of someone who is wicked, it tends to be someone who kills people, and is a "bad" person.  But, as I have read this passage a bit more carefully and more closely, I have come to some new realizations in how it applies directly to me!  When I have chosen to live my life for myself and by my desires, I have been a "wicked" person. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "The wicked are not so, but they are like chaff which the wind drives away." &lt;/span&gt; The wicked are not firmly planted, but without a source of nourishment.  They daily waste away, not producing any fruit.  They do not proper, but rather they perish!  That has definitely been myself many a time in my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't desire to put the focus on what I have not been, but I just desire to share this because I think we need to stop daily and look at what we are delighting in.  What are we spending time dwelling on throughout the day?  Are we delighting in real truth (of God's Holy Word that He wrote for us to grow for His glory and eternal kingdom??) or in things that are not for the purpose of the glory of God?  Is there fruit in our lives??  Let's not be too quick to think we are prosperous.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How BLESSED is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is waiting to bless us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2453656756320064789?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2453656756320064789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2453656756320064789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2453656756320064789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2453656756320064789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/drying-up.html' title='Drying up'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2864459560296568560</id><published>2009-02-10T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:47:15.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Springness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SZHZnR-FexI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2hznC2wt1o4/s1600-h/Grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SZHZnR-FexI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2hznC2wt1o4/s400/Grandpa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301257505253718802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Favorites:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Smell of fresh rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Taking walks and hikes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Easter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Thunderstorms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Eating pre-summer foods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Graduations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cleaning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Brighter sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Happier moods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-New life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Easter programs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-FLOWERS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2864459560296568560?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2864459560296568560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2864459560296568560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2864459560296568560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2864459560296568560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/springness.html' title='Springness'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SZHZnR-FexI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2hznC2wt1o4/s72-c/Grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3986176528574651874</id><published>2009-02-06T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:42:21.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUxpBRMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6TrzwknR2Vw/s1600-h/IMG_5323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUxpBRMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6TrzwknR2Vw/s400/IMG_5323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299925678756545730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUug-hMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8AyXQkLtXPQ/s1600-h/IMG_5325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUug-hMI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8AyXQkLtXPQ/s400/IMG_5325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299925677917504706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUiQvIPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F9of2MVScFs/s1600-h/IMG_5328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUiQvIPI/AAAAAAAAAPU/F9of2MVScFs/s400/IMG_5328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299925674628161778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eDiKtf4I/AAAAAAAAAPM/ttmBr1huy2o/s1600-h/IMG_5331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 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Snow'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SY0eUxpBRMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6TrzwknR2Vw/s72-c/IMG_5323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-767411900950323206</id><published>2009-01-29T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T11:39:24.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Hard</title><content type='html'>There are so many things in this life that cause us to be sad, frustrated, angry and sorrowful.  Right now it is especially hard for some of my friends and family in their daily life.  It is always the easier thing to do to remain in the mindset of hopelessness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I have been working hard at these last few weeks is to keep my mind focused on working for Jesus.  I have found that in some of the most challenging times at work that those were prime opportunities to please God.  When I choose to work for Jesus, it makes my day so much more peaceful and joyful.  Not necessarily easier, but much more rewarding and satisfying.  Choosing to do something for God's glory brings the fruit of the Spirit.  When we let Jesus be our strength, the Holy Spirit works and provides fruit.  Love, joy, peace, patience, self-control, kindness...etc. And when I have the fruit of the Spirit alive in my life, that definitely brings HOPE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else I have been meditating on is truth about God being pleased with me.  When I choose to do the Lord's will (love Him and other's) God is pleased with me.  I have no one else to please.  That's it.  I am justified and sanctified through the blood of Jesus and I am free.  I am freed from the pressures of this world and the law.  Praise the Lord!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-767411900950323206?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/767411900950323206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=767411900950323206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/767411900950323206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/767411900950323206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/working-hard.html' title='Working Hard'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-9220136999220885007</id><published>2009-01-23T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:12:35.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up</title><content type='html'>Tonite, I was driving home from a friend's house and it hit me that I will have lived in Lafayette for almost 5 months.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-9220136999220885007?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/9220136999220885007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=9220136999220885007' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/9220136999220885007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/9220136999220885007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/wake-up.html' title='Wake up'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-6151924423712897273</id><published>2009-01-16T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:52:56.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observations from a T-townian: Lafayette</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SXFvFVyfG6I/AAAAAAAAAN8/S9WZV295D-I/s400/Lafayette,+IN+1868.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292133174675970978" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SXFqmQpAS6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/loZJUs4-8KU/s1600-h/Lafayette,+IN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SXFqmQpAS6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/loZJUs4-8KU/s400/Lafayette,+IN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292128242671569826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lafayette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; definitely has some very distinct characteristics that I have come to find as re-occuring topics on my brain since arriving here.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; obvious characteristic is the taste of the water.  It just tastes like rust.  Bad.  Yucky.  I really haven't heard a straight answer as to why.  I wondered if it was just the water in the home I am staying in, based on the fact that they use well water.  But it is definitely a taste found all over the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;: The smell.  One of my first weekends in Lafayette, I went shopping with Jana.  We were walking through the parking lot of the mall when I smelled something very strange.  It actually smelled good and what I proclaimed to Jana, "It smells like brownies!"  She then responds, "That's the smell that comes from the Purina cat food factories."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;: Outdoor freezers.  The weather here is cold enough in the winter, you can just leave your food on your back step.  (Watch out for cats.) But you don't even need two refrigerators!  (It was -19 degrees last nite!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;: Pizza restaurant names.  Lafayette has some true, authentic (I think) names for pizza places like: "Bruno's" and "Moncino's" and "Cozzoli's" and "Puccini's".  It is my goal to try &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of them.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifth&lt;/span&gt;:  The word "color".  I've run across a few people that pronounce the word "color" like "collar".   :)  I love you guys.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sixth&lt;/span&gt;:  Driving.  Lafayette drivers are so...aggressive!  :)  Well, being from a small city, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahem, &lt;/span&gt;where the average speed limit is 30 mph, makes driving here a little more stressful.  Lafayette is only two hours away from Chicago, but people drive like they're in Chicago.  As soon as the light turns green, REV that engine up to 45 mph in 2 seconds flat!  And they do this only to rush ahead to the next red light only 30 feet in front of them.  And they are definitely NOT hesitant to let you know you are going too slow in front of them.  Maybe I just drive slow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seventh&lt;/span&gt;: Factories and trains.  I had no idea before moving here how much Lafayette is a factory city.  My drive to work is right along some major factories (couldn't tell ya what they are) so it seems as if they are everywhere.  At nite it is actually kind of cool to look at them with all their lights on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eighth&lt;/span&gt;: Hospitals.  Lafayette has alot of hospitals!  Clarion Arnett, St. Elizabeth, Home Hospital, Wabash Valley Hospital, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy hearing about how a city originates.  Here is some Lafayette &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;history &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;in case you enjoy that kind of thing as well&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The area around what is now Tippecanoe County was inhabited by a tribe of Miami Indians known as the Ouiatenon or Weas. The French government established Fort Ouiatenon in 1717 across the Wabash River and three miles (5 km) south of the location of present-day Lafayette. The fort became the center of trade for fur trappers, merchants and Indians. An annual reenactment and festival known as The Feast of the Hunters' Moon takes place there each fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lafayette was platted by the river trader William Digby, in May 1825. The town was made county seat for the newly formed Tippecanoe County soon after in 1826. Like many small frontier towns, Lafayette was officially named for General Lafayette, a French military hero who fought with and significantly aided the American Army during the American Revolutionary War (September 6, 1757—May 20, 1834).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In its earliest days Lafayette was a shipping center on the Wabash River. The Wabash and Erie Canal in the 1840s further cemented Lafayette's regional prominence, which was also escalated by the arrival of the railroads in the 1850s. The Monon Railroad connected Lafayette with other sections of Indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lafayette was the site of the first official air mail delivery in the United States, which took place on August 17, 1859, when John Wise piloted a balloon starting on the Lafayette courthouse grounds. Wise hoped to reach New York; however, weather conditions forced the balloon down near Crawfordsville, Indiana, and the mail reached its final destination by train. In 1959, the U.S. Postal Service issued a 7¢ airmail stamp commemorating the centennial of the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Modern history owes a fair debt to Robert Kriebel, a reporter since retired from the Lafayette Journal and Courier newspaper. By way of his books and columns the curious are provided a convenient, accessible, and even colorful way to grasp the events around and preceding him. Old Lafayette in two volumes is highly recommended.   (Wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;FUN Fact: Jeremy Camp is from Lafayette, IN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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 "Well, I know too.  Do you want to know how?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  No response.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl:  "Well, the cow shakes his belly really really fast!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my.  I definitely learned something new today!  Ha!  My life this week, has pretty much been my work, (which includes "my kids") and sleep.  On Monday, we welcomed four new students to our existing 21, and moved one to a room down the hall.  Last week with alot of our students on winter break, and my co-coordinating teacher in a different room, we did not have the time to get ready for the new students.  Monday morning (this week), you could say that we were a little stressed!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is definitely my first real teaching job mainly because I do lesson planning and have curriculum I am required to follow.  I am a teacher, but yet, most the time I feel like a babysitter.  Working with 3-4 year olds is very trying mainly because they are want to try things on their own, but they still need your assistance.  You have these little people who are bursting with enthusiasm to learn and soak up new things and try new things by themselves, but yet, they need help opening the little package on their juice box with the pointy straw.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I really enjoy this age because of those very things.  Usually by this age, they are potty-trained and are developmentally able to carry on a short conversation with you.  It is mostly one-sided, but that can be very enjoyable and entertaining.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most definitely I enjoy "working with" children, but I'm not quite sure about the teaching part.  I will do it, but I don't find this position that satisfying.  If I could work with children as a teacher, I would do it for a morning or afternoon, but not as an all day thing.   (But then you wouldn't get paid for full-time and that is what I need currently.)  So, I am currently on a job search.  I am trying to find something that I hope would be a good fit for me and the gifts that God has given me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has greatly blessed me with my current job working at Burghett's Learning Center.  I am so thankful that He provides what I need.  Especially despite my complaining and lack of trust.  He is faithful and that is just who He is.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-6089169593975410195?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6089169593975410195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=6089169593975410195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6089169593975410195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6089169593975410195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-does-cow-make-milk.html' title='How does a cow make milk?'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D126aa95f81fcff08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331677202%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2BCDCAA329D58A8A5BD459CD02CCFFCC75E370C0.476EC09161404AE97732F806B76DDB9556068907%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D126aa95f81fcff08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjFYqvrV22nnVJBzByXqcht7acwM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the flower girl for Dan and Robyn's wedding.  :)  Robyn was definitely the queen of the dance floor that nite at the reception, but I think this little gal was the "Dancing princess"!  She was just dancing her heart out and I was able to capture a little snippet from her performance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2009/01/child-like-joy.html' title='Child-like joy'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-5591887365732590319</id><published>2008-12-21T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:39:55.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus was HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This song changed me last year.  I heard the lyrics and realized for the first time that Jesus was really here on this earth.  I don't know how I had missed this crucial understanding all the years I have claimed to be a Christian and known Jesus.   Maybe I didn't really know Him as well as I thought...This song was written by Joy Williams and edited to a clip from the movie Nativity Story that came out a few years ago.  If anything, please listen to the lyrics and let them sink into your heart.  Jesus is the reason and joy of this season of the year.  He is worthy to be praised!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/om5-95_Byjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/om5-95_Byjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-5591887365732590319?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5591887365732590319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=5591887365732590319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5591887365732590319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5591887365732590319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/jesus-was-here.html' title='Jesus was HERE!!!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-5590370259577152978</id><published>2008-12-19T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T19:37:50.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love love love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SUxnW3ghCnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/oK8HoqMoBQg/s1600-h/erebus-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SUxnW3ghCnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/oK8HoqMoBQg/s400/erebus-cross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281710105553865330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God continually teaches me about loving others.  I've been reflecting on love and what it really is alot this week.  Looking at 1 Corinthians 13, John 3:16, Hebrews 9 &amp;amp; 10, and 1 John has helped me understand God better.  (God IS love).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 John 3:16, 17 "By this we know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that he laid down his life for us, and we ought to lay down our lives for the brothers.  But if anyone has the world's goods and sees his brother in need, yet closes his heart against him, how does God's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; abide in him? Little children, let us not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in word or talk but in deed and in truth."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;John 3:16, "For God so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the world, that he GAVE his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life."   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 John 2:4,5 "Whoever says, "I know him" but does not keep his commandments is a liar, and the truth is not in him., but whoever keeps his word, in him truly the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of God is perfected."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Corinthians 13  "If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I am a noisy gone or a clanging cymbal.  And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I am nothing.   If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I gain nothing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is patient and kind; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on it's own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong-doing, but rejoices with the truth.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These verses talk about what loving others should look like because they describe the way God acts toward us.  (By sacrificing His Son, Jesus the Christ.)  But they also explain that even if we give away everything and sacrifice everything without the purpose of love, it is nothing.  God gives love and is ever-enduring to us when we don't love Him.  If he were to just forgive us and give us things without love....well, that just isn't the way God is.  You can't separate "God" and "love" and all good things.  This has been interesting for me to look into because I see great need for growth in really loving others in my life.  1 John talks about love being perfected in us.   The more I fall in love with who God is, the more I think love is displayed in my life.  There are definitely things that come to mind when I hear the word love, but there are many ways I am seeing love displayed in my life that are new to me... Just like God's mercies being new every morning. We all learn new things every day through God's grace and mercy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-5590370259577152978?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5590370259577152978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=5590370259577152978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5590370259577152978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5590370259577152978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-love-love.html' title='Love love love'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SUxnW3ghCnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/oK8HoqMoBQg/s72-c/erebus-cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1867270792739436630</id><published>2008-12-19T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T17:42:57.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire for God</title><content type='html'>Early this week, I started re-reading "Passion and Purity" by Elizabeth Elliot.  I first read it during my freshman year of college.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a little snippet I want to share that really challenged and encouraged me and my thinking:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What kind of God is it who asks everything of us?  The same God who, "...did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all; and with this gift how can he fail to lavish upon us all he has to give?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gives all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asks all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to be loved. Nothing unusual about that, nothing to separate my generation from any other...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I wanted something deeper&lt;/span&gt;.  Down among all the foolishness in my diary, thoughts like chaff which the wind of the Spirit can drive away, there was some wheat.  There was an honest-to-God longing for the "fixed heart" that the collect speaks of. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;(Collect: Almighty God, you alone can bring into order the unruly wills and affections of sinners: Grant your people grace to love what you command and desire what you promise; that, among the swift and varied changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.)  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A thousand questions cluttered my mind,...But the question to precede all others, which finally determines the course of our lives, is What do I really want??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it to love what God commands, in the words of the collect, and to desire what He promises?  Did I want what I wanted, or did I want what He wanted, no matter what it might cost?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until the will and affections are brought under the authority of Christ, we have not begun to understand, let alone to accept, His Lordship.  The cross, as it enters the love life, will reveal the heart's truth.  My heart, I knew would be forever a lonely hunter unless settled "where true joys are to be found."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;me: "Amen to that Liz!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1867270792739436630?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1867270792739436630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1867270792739436630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1867270792739436630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1867270792739436630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/desire-for-god.html' title='Desire for God'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1741126059363962739</id><published>2008-12-14T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:19:11.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembrances of the Lord's faithfulness</title><content type='html'>Last fall, I had this written on a sheet of paper hanging on the slanted ceiling above my bed:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 94:19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the middle of a trial when I came across this verse in the Psalms.  The cares of my heart were many and seemed overwhelming and too heavy for me to bear.  It was a lonely, frustrating, pushed-to-the-limit time in my life.  I kept thinking, "It's got to be better than this."  Many nites I would just try to imagine what my life would be like in a year.  I couldn't do it.  :)  I hoped beyond all hope that God would have me in a much better, easier, happier place in life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A year later, I still struggle with some of those same things, but it is DIFFERENT.  Last year, I didn't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know the hope&lt;/span&gt; I already had in Jesus.  I could not see any hope beyond my present circumstances.  At the time, I had broken off an engagement and was left pretty lonely. During that relationship, my heart had grown proud and selfish and worshiped idols. As a result, I  pushed loved ones away.  I let myself be cut off from close girlfriends and sisters in Christ.  I was reaping the concequences of my sin.  I just prayed that God would provide friends for me.  Here I was in my last year of college, supposedly a happy time to celebrate the joys of finishing school and a unique time in life, and I didn't have many to celebrate with.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all I could do to go to church on Sundays.  I loved to hear Pastor Flack preach Biblical truth to my heart, but going meant seeing someone that I had shared a close relationship with the past few years. I remember one Saturday nite looking at Psalms and seeing this verse: "My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me."  Psalm 63:8  That verse got me through alot of Sat. nites and Sunday mornings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, there are still struggles.  Yes there are!  :)  But as I think about last fall, I see nothing but how God lead me gently by the hand through EACH and every day.  I see one of His great characteristics of Faithfulness.  How sweet it is that God chooses to take us through certain paths for very specific purposes.  Remembering last year could be a very bitter time, but instead, all I see today is how He is using it for me to cling to.  I cling to those memories because I'm seeing more and more how much God loves me.  He loved me so dearly then and loves me dearly today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dearly treasured passage that Bev first showed me last summer is Isaiah 61.  This passage speaks nothing but HOPE for those who have made a MESS of their lives.  This passage speaks of the joy that God can restore to those who are completely broken.  It talks about God taking the ugly ashes and muck of someone's life, and transforming it into a beautiful headdress for them to wear!  A garment of praise instead of a faint spirit!  Repairing the ruined cities! He takes the prostitute and the druggie and transforms them into a SAINT!  God in His love, can change us and make us new.  God loves the repentant prostitute, druggie, theif, murderer, lier, gossiper!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have every reason to THANK God and to worship Him for working in my life.  He truly is a God WORTH living for today and for eternity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1741126059363962739?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1741126059363962739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1741126059363962739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1741126059363962739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1741126059363962739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/remembrances-of-lords-faithfulness.html' title='Remembrances of the Lord&apos;s faithfulness'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1663680578610587190</id><published>2008-12-02T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:16:52.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Faithless Bride</title><content type='html'>"Again the word of the Lord came to me: "Son of man, make know to Jerusalem her abominations, and say, Thus says the Lord God to Jerusalem: Your origin and your birth are of the land of the Canaanites; your father was an Amorite and your mother a Hittite.  And as for your birth, on the day you were born your cord was not cut, nor were you washed with water to cleanse you, nor rubbed with salt, nor wrapped in swaddling cloths.  No eye pitied you, to do any of these things to you out of compassion for you, but you were cast out on the open field, for you were abhorred, on the day that you were born.  &lt;div&gt;And when I passed by you and saw you wallowing in your blood, I said to you in your blood, 'Live!'  I said to you in your blood, 'Live!'  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I made you flourish like a plant of the field&lt;/span&gt;.  And you grew up and became tall and arrived at full adornment.....&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made my vow to you and entered into a covenant with you, declares the Lord God, and you became MINE.&lt;/span&gt;  Then I bathed you with water and washed off your blood from you and annointed you with oil.....You grew exceedingly beautiful and advanced to royalty.  And your renown went forth among the nations because of your beauty, for it was perfect through the splendor that I had bestowed on you, declares the Lord God.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ut you trusted in your beauty&lt;/span&gt; and played the whore because of your renown and lavished your whorings on any passerby....How lovesick is your heart, declares the Lord God, because you did all these things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For thus says the Lord God; I will deal with you as you have done, you who have despised the oath in breaking the covenant, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet I will remember my covenant with you in the days of your youth, and I will establish for you an everlasting covenant.&lt;/span&gt;  Then you will remember your ways and be ashamed when you take your sisters, both your elder and your younger, and I will give them to you as daughters...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will establish my covenant with you, and you shall know that I am the Lord, that you may remember and be confounded, and never open your mouth again because of your shame, when I atone for you all that you have done, declares the Lord God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is FAITHFUL when we are FAITHLESS!!!  We all need Him to be faithful to us when we turn to evil in our lives.  Not one can be faithful like He is.  Praise God!  I am so thankful for the many blessings He has showered upon me especially in my faithless times....:)  Sisters, parents, brothers, showing me truth from His Word, reminders of His STEADFASTNESS.  The pastor of TBC shared this on Sunday morning and it was description of me.  How many times have I given myself to things that are not honoring to God.  God is so great in His mercy to us.  He really is.  We choose these things over Him over and over again...all the while, He is a FATHER, pursuing us and waiting with open arms to renew a covenant of LOVE with us!!  Praise God!! Praise God!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1663680578610587190?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1663680578610587190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1663680578610587190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1663680578610587190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1663680578610587190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/12/lords-faithless-bride.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Faithless Bride'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-6786030461295667518</id><published>2008-11-27T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:07:24.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>Do you really know Jesus?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have wasted alot of my life as a Christian focusing on doing all the good and right things.  What I'm realizing lately is that I have not invested much quality time in reading my Bible and getting to know Jesus.  Jesus is KEY.  He really is.  I am the type of person who needs to read the story of Mary and Martha everyday.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village.  And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house.  And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet and listened to his teaching.  But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, "Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone?  Tell her then to help me."  But the Lord answered her, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but few things are necessary.  Mary has chosen the good portion, which will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not be taken away from her&lt;/span&gt;.   &lt;luke&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to make time with Jesus as Mary did. &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/8896780996353430326-6786030461295667518?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6786030461295667518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=6786030461295667518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6786030461295667518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6786030461295667518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/jesus.html' title='Jesus'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3265493217541941779</id><published>2008-11-19T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:28:00.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving update</title><content type='html'>Last nite I caved and bought a ticket to fly home for Thanksgiving.  :)  I had looked at tickets a few weeks ago, but decided I couldn't afford tickets for both this and Christmas.  Well, as I talked with my dad last nite, he kinda gave me a hint that he wasn't too excited for me to make the drive all in one weekend.  (He is very smart!)  :)  So, after a little persuasion, ( a little ) I was quickly looking up ticket prices online.  My flight goes out next Wednesday nite at 940pm and I will get into KC by 1130pm!  That really excites me that I will be home that same nite I get off work for the holiday!!   My return flight will be that following Monday afternoon.  I'd say that's a pretty good weekend!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonite was the last nite for my Wed. nite class, "Intro to Faith".  We had the opportunity to sign up for church membership and I went for it.  I'd been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; hesitant and going back and forth for a while now, mostly because of the question of length of time I will be here in Lafayette.  But, either way, I desire to be directly and actively involved in a church body locally while &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; here.  So, I will be "voted in" or officially join as a member on Dec. 7th.  I am excited for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who are aware of the challenges I've encountered at work this past week and a half, I must say that God is at work and I see change!!  :)  Woo!! Praise YOU God for working and allowing me the honor of seeing your work!  It is amazing to me that even when I don't ask God to work in certain ways, and lack faith to pray for certain things, He chooses to work!  We as humans have the choice to change in many areas of life, but God in His grace chooses to have the Holy Spirit work in people's hearts in his own way.  One of my co-workers made a comment to me that she is realizing things abo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ut herself and seeing ways in which she can grow that she has never seen before.  Praise God that He allows us to see the condition of our hearts!  There is much work to be done in my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, next Monday is the last week of counseling class.  I am in denial right now!  :(  I just can't picture my life without it now!!!!....just kiddding.  But seriously, that class was my main reason in coming here and I think Ill feel lost without it!  Maybe at least for a while.  God is the ONE who brought me here, and He has his purposes for me .  So I must rest in that.  I have learned quite a bit....so much that I would love to write about and expound on, but my responsiblities at work are just not allowing me the time to do that right now.  Soon I hope.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For everything there is a season....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Tanner had to wait a whole year to get another piece of turkey!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SSTmiQhEfAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_pbRjqFrWDw/s400/thankgiving2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270590940153936898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-3265493217541941779?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3265493217541941779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=3265493217541941779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3265493217541941779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3265493217541941779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-update.html' title='Thanksgiving update'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SSTmiQhEfAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/_pbRjqFrWDw/s72-c/thankgiving2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7064384959126426765</id><published>2008-11-18T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:53:37.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SSNe94-MkAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ba6HP3-XoWg/s1600-h/fresh+fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SSNe94-MkAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ba6HP3-XoWg/s400/fresh+fruit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270160406311899138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last few days, I have been "go go go!" and have not eaten the quantity of food I have been consuming recently.  Also, I have been eating nutritious foods - especially my fruits and veggies.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is amazing how you can change your "cravings" or appetite by what you eat.&lt;/span&gt;  As I have been consuming these healthier foods, I haven't had much desire to eat fatty or sugary foods.  Ever since coming to Lafayette, I have gained some weight and have not eaten as healthy as I usually do (because I've always eaten healthy...;)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I thought about eating and how you can change your cravings by what you eat, it made me think about my time reading the Bible.  The more time I have spent reading God's Word, the more I tend to "crave" and desire to read it and learn more about it.  You can see it both ways I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh taste and see that the Lord is good!  Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!...The young lions suffer want and hunger; but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 5:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7064384959126426765?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7064384959126426765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7064384959126426765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7064384959126426765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7064384959126426765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/crave.html' title='Crave'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SSNe94-MkAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ba6HP3-XoWg/s72-c/fresh+fruit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-279958086918120062</id><published>2008-11-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:28:20.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing with a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SR5d0LnWsVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kU7Wpb4IuZo/s1600-h/IMG_5011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SR5d0LnWsVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kU7Wpb4IuZo/s400/IMG_5011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268751765122494802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looking back on the past week, it would rank high up in "one of the most challenging weeks".  There were many challenges at work : reorganizing, regrouping, disciplining, confronting, loving, serving, creating, pursuing, running, etc.  I've been at my job now for about a month, and my co-ordinating teacher and I still have many areas in which we need to redevelop and change in our classroom.  The first thing to be dealt with is me. ( I often find it so entirely easy to point out the faults and weaknesses and negatives in the people and activities and systems around me, that I fail to "take the plank out of my own eye first!")  There was one day this week in which my co-ordinating teacher was gone and a number of events happened in result.  All those events were smashed together and caused an enormous title wave to come crashing down today.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The events don't need to be recounted on the internet, because God has been faithful to teach me many a lesson through this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, after a long week, I went out for dinner and walked the aisles of Barnes and Noble with a friend.  There's just something about walking the aisles of Barnes and Noble with a friend that soothes and relaxes.  ;)  We started out in the "Christian literature" section, picking up devotionals and reading snippets of wisdom from "July 21" and "November 14".   Next we meandered over to the music section and chit chatted about past time favorites.  By the time we waltzed out of the music, my muscles felt like jell-o and mashed potatoes.  God in His grace decided to bless me tonite with the company of a good friend to relax and sooth my anxious and stressed out heart.  I'd been worrying and stressing over many different methods and details in planning lessons for my class this week, failing often to acknowledge the power and greatness of God.  But, God was faithful to me everyday.  Tonite, He decided to remind me of who He is.  That's the kind of God I serve.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-279958086918120062?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/279958086918120062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=279958086918120062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/279958086918120062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/279958086918120062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/relaxing-with-friend.html' title='Relaxing with a friend'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SR5d0LnWsVI/AAAAAAAAALk/kU7Wpb4IuZo/s72-c/IMG_5011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1322521434453898864</id><published>2008-11-12T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:54:56.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's got the whole world in His hands!</title><content type='html'>He's got the whole world in His hands&lt;div&gt;He's got the whole world in His hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's got the whole world in His hands, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's got the whole world in His hands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard these old lyrics in a song tonite on the radio and was reminded of the many times I sang them growing up.  When I sang them as a little girl, I probably wasn't thinking about God's "sovereignty", or even how He works all things in this world for good for those who love Him and are called according to His purpose!  (Romans 8:28-29)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a believer, I'm seeing the importance of that passage in my daily life.  I really need to believe the truth of that for me.  It is very challenging to break through doubts of His sovereignty in trial and suffering.  BUT, yet, it is the best place to be when you choose to.  Peace.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1322521434453898864?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1322521434453898864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1322521434453898864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1322521434453898864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1322521434453898864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-got-whole-world-in-his-hands.html' title='He&apos;s got the whole world in His hands!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3370840515675390567</id><published>2008-11-08T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:52:48.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p.s. to "Mercy"</title><content type='html'>Run to HIM!   The longer you wait, the longer you will not recieve peace and true love.  He is a God who steadfastly loves and gives.  EVERY day.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He who did not spare His own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him (Jesus) graciously give us all things?"  Romans 8:32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you, O Lord, should mark iniquities (sins), O Lord , who could stand?  But with you there is forgiveness, that you may be feared."  Psalm 130&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 107&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 78&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Blessed be the Lord, who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt; bears us up; God is our salvation."  Psalm 68:19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance"  2 Peter 3:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-3370840515675390567?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3370840515675390567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=3370840515675390567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3370840515675390567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3370840515675390567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/ps-to-mercy.html' title='p.s. to &quot;Mercy&quot;'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1510578830546566456</id><published>2008-11-08T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:36:42.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SRWxptNKjtI/AAAAAAAAALU/UG9FxvVppQ0/s1600-h/Caught+off+Guard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SRWxptNKjtI/AAAAAAAAALU/UG9FxvVppQ0/s400/Caught+off+Guard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266310669347229394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, stubborn children," declares the Lord, "who carry out a plan, but not mine, and who make an alliance, but not of my Spirit, that they may add sin to sin;"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, "In returning (repentence) and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength."  But you were unwilling, and you said "NO! We will flee upon horses"; therefore you shall flee away ;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Therefore &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Lord waits to be gracious to you&lt;/span&gt;, and therefore &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he exults himself to show mercy to you&lt;/span&gt;. For the Lord is a God of justice; blessed are all those who wait for Him."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Isaiah 30:1, 15, 16, 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is an unfathomable thing sometimes to realize that the Lord still pursues me when I literally run from him.  When I sin, it is my first response to run from him and HIDE.  Just like Adam and Eve in the beginning of this earth.  They hid and feared what God would do to them when they would encounter Him.  They had no reason to believe that God was out to get them.  But that's what sin does.  It puts fear in us.  We should have a little fear, but that should be fear of the Lord because of His holiness.  We should&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; fear Him in  a way that is in reverence.  Not a fear that He would hurt us like humans do. Humans intentionally hurt us sometimes because their motives and intentions of the heart are evil.  God's intentions are always to LOVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it is just amazing to me that God sought them out after they did exactly what he warned them not to do!!  He didn't just seek them out, but He showed them grace by not allowing them to live in that sin for the rest of their lives.  He didn't have to allow Eve to have children. He didn't even have to let Adam be able to work for his food!  After they realized they were naked, he didn't embarrass them and make them experience shame.  He clothed them.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God pursues us especially in our most shameful, rebellious times.&lt;/span&gt;  That is the kind of God HE IS.  He is just as equally merciful and kind and loving as HE is wrathful and angry.  Kinda hard to understand, but it is true.  I am learning that that is true because of the MANY ways He has pursued me like that in my past.  Wow.  Do I have many. I can trust Him because of how He has never stopped pursuing me.  I cannot think of a time where He didn't.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've started thinking about these aspects through reading "Caught off Guard: Encounters with the Unexpected God" by William P. Smith.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SRWxErsqFzI/AAAAAAAAALM/A57q-GKEQ-8/s400/Graduation+08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266310033287288626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just so thankful for my family...Can't help but put a picture in this entry.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1510578830546566456?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1510578830546566456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1510578830546566456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1510578830546566456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1510578830546566456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/mercy.html' title='Mercy'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SRWxptNKjtI/AAAAAAAAALU/UG9FxvVppQ0/s72-c/Caught+off+Guard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-5575205190460643378</id><published>2008-11-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T23:02:59.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These past few weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Oh the depths of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are his judgements and how inscrutable his ways!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For who has known the mind of the Lord, or who has been his counselor? Or who has given a gift to him that he might be repaid?  For from him and through him and to him are all things.  To him be glory forever. Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Romans 11:33-36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last week, there have been many a time that I was inspired to write on my blog, but did not have much time.  Tonite however, I am tired and not really "feelin it", but I would like to put some kind of update on what's been going on for me lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job sure is keepin me on my toes! With new jobs, it always takes time to learn and get accustomed to the way things flow.  It has been fairly smooth for me so far.  The biggest challenges have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowing how to discipline and change bad behavior&lt;/span&gt;.  The lead teacher I am with likes to give candy as a reward for good behavior.  The center actually prohibits the use of food to reward or discipline - but somehow it is "ok" for us to do it.  Hmm...any thoughts on that?  In my Biblical counseling class, we've been discussing what people have to do to really change.  We first notice a "problem/issue" in someone by their behavior- by the way they are responding to things in their life.  It makes alot of sense to want to change the behavior to fix the problem, but it often is not really fixed.  The Bible is full of truths about our hearts and that our hearts are where the real issues lie.  Mark 7 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This people honors me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me, in vain do they worship me, teaching as doctrines the commandments of men."&lt;/span&gt;  Verses 14-23 talks about how it is not the things that we eat or put in our bodies that defile us, but what comes out of us that defile us.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For from within, out of the heart of man, come evil thoughts, sexual immorality, theft, murder, adultery, coveting, wickedness, deceit, sensuality, envy, slander, pride, foolishness.  All these evil things come from within, and they defile a person."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe I'm seeing that I shouldn't be so concerned about their behavior, but start working on how they understand and think about things.  Just getting a child to do things the right way should not be my goal and focus.  As a Christian, I see that true change comes from the heart (their thinking, desires, etc).  I really desire to be an example of Jesus to these young, impressionable, vulnerable children.  But, we have to realize that these children are not just vulnerable to hurt and harm and influence from other people. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vulnerable to their own heart's deceit&lt;/span&gt;!  Jeremiah 17:9 &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately sick; who can understand it?" &lt;/span&gt; We've been talking about parenting in class too, and looking at what God's Word says about children. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"Folly is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of discipline drives it far from him."&lt;/span&gt;  Proverbs 22:15 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children NEED discipline and instruction.  This is the side of working with children that I struggle with, so I really appreciate knowing what God's Word says about it. And that His ways of working with them are best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another struggle with work for me has been teaching .  ;)  Ha!  That is what my job is, and yet, that's what I feel so inadequate at doing.  My experience with children before this job was as an assistant teacher, but with younger infants and toddlers.  And with smaller groups.  It is very challenging to try to get the attention of 20 3 yr. olds to give them instruction for activities.  I am quickly learning methods of song and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the last month, I've been thinking through the idea of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;church membership&lt;/span&gt; - why do we need it? What is it supposed to look like? Is it Biblical?  How? Why do some churches stress it larger than others?  So, to help answer some of my questions, I decided to take the "Intro to Faith (Baptist)" class offered on Wed. nites.  It is for people interested in membership at Faith Baptist to have opportunities to ask questions and look at what the Bible says about "the Church".  This last week was the first of 4 sessions.  Pastor Steve Viars taught the first class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SQ0_W1WNWYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cd1uUwQauDM/s400/halloween2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263933200975878530" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday at school, we celebrated Halloween by doing a parade with all the classes.  I dressed up as Belle from Beauty and the Beast.  :)  I fit in pretty well with all the other little princesses running around!  And they really were running around!  Sugar running out of their ears!  One precious child had it coming out of his mouth by the end of the day, but that's another story...! The Career class held a "Harvest Party" later that nite.  My top three choices for a costume: 1. Dorothy 2. Lee M. 3. Sarah Palin.   I somehow ended up as Belle again, but this time as a "Southern Belle".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-5575205190460643378?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5575205190460643378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=5575205190460643378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5575205190460643378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5575205190460643378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-past-few-weeks.html' title='These past few weeks'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SQ0_W1WNWYI/AAAAAAAAAK8/cd1uUwQauDM/s72-c/halloween2_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-164597546839634292</id><published>2008-10-26T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:02:11.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Mom and Dad!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SQUu621scdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TrpjOw3-PmE/s1600-h/IMG_4875_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SQUu621scdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TrpjOw3-PmE/s400/IMG_4875_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663328340308434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to send a shout out to my parents today....29 years of marriage!!!!  :)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Anniversary Dad and Mom!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have been there today to wish that to you in person...I love you guys so much and I am so thankful for your example.  29 years is something to be proud of and is a blessing to me as your daughter.  God is truly good!  Cannot wait to see you at Thanksgiving!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-164597546839634292?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/164597546839634292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=164597546839634292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/164597546839634292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/164597546839634292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/congratulations-mom-and-dad.html' title='Congratulations Mom and Dad!!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SQUu621scdI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TrpjOw3-PmE/s72-c/IMG_4875_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1967151710466001595</id><published>2008-10-26T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:55:28.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God tastes so good!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Oh , taste and see that the Lord is good!  Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!  Oh, fear the Lord, you his saints, for those who fear him have no lack!  The young lions suffer want and hunger; but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing."   Psalm 34:8-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart."  Psalm 37:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yesterday, I went shopping at the mall with my friend Dana.  We were just browsing, looking for sale items, enjoying ourselves, etc.  We went into the jewelry store, "Icings" to see if they were still holding their sale that I had come across a few weeks ago.  The sale had ended unfortunately.  We didn't really see much we liked so we started meandering out of the store.  As I was walking out, I had some very intense thoughts enter my mind about materialism in my life.  I suddenly became aware that what I was seeking that day was definitely not Jesus Christ or His glory. (Which I have every reason to be seeking!)  In the past, I have never really been one to get caught up in glamor and fashion world.  My family and close friends I've grown up with would probably tell you that I do not like to be showy or flashy with my wardrobe.  Not until the last few weeks or so have I started getting this itch to have more (clothes, jewelry, accessories that draw attention to me) when it comes to wardrobe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So it hit me that my desires were not for Jesus, but for things that do not produce lasting fullfillment.  I said to myself, "Renae, Jesus is worth so much more than these things! Why do you even want them?"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;To actually say no to my selfish desires like that was so wonderful!  It got me thinking about how few times do I actually put off selfish things and seek Jesus instead.  Then, the sermon this morning by Pastor Viars....The Discipline of Delight; The Foundation of our Discipline- Delighting in our Savior.  :)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;We looked at Psalm 34 and 37.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;3 Principles to help us develop a disciplined life for the right reason:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1. We choose the object of our delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"When principles or steps wander from Christ himself, they become self-serving guidelines.  They make our marriages, families, friendships, and work go better, but the goal is our own betterment more than the glory of God...! 'Be good' and 'Do right' are fine messages , but when they stand alone they have more in common with the Boy Scouts' Handbook than Scripture. Remember that in the Bible, 'This is who God is and what He has done' always precedes 'This is what you must do.'  Action follows our knowledge of God and trust in Him.  It is as if God has said to us, '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now that you have seen who I am, you will want to love Me in return...&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; - Edward T. Welch - Addictions: A banquet in the Grave p. 155&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;2. Delighting in God Begins in the Soul but it can never remain there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-v.1 and v.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-It is personal, continual, and genuine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"We approach the Bible with a 'where can I find a verse on ________' mentality. We forget that the only hope the principles offer rests on the Person, Jesus Christ...We cannot treat the Bible as a collection of therapeutic insights. To do so distorts its message and will not lead to lasting change.  If a system could give us what we need, Jesus would never have come...He is the only answer, so we must never offer a message that is less than the good news.  We don't offer people a system; we point them to a Redeemer."  - Instruments in the Redeemer's Hands, Paul David Tripp. p. 8,9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Ephesians gives us no Reader's Digest of 'six principles for successful marital conversation' or 'four keys to getting your life organized.'  Such advice is often reasonably OK, though rather pale and powerless." Seeing with New Eyes, David Powlison. p. 43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Delighting in the Lord is a Firm foundation for spiritual growth and Vitality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(This is the point that hit me the most!  I think I have grown the most when I actually make decisions to delight in Jesus and who He is and the gift of the cross, instead of worthless desires.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-34:10 - Young lions - people who delight in falsehood (Psalm 62:4), scoffing (Proverbs 1:22), in doing evil (Proverbs 2:14), in sexual sin (Proverbs 7:18).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-John Piper "Sin is what we do when we are not satisfied in God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Righteousness that is built on a growing love for Christ will stand the test of time. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;(This is one of my favorite quotes right now!!!) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Holiness does not come merely by creating a list of moral taboos and then exerting our willpower to resist them.  'Just say no' alone doesn't work.  Of course, we must say 'No.' Please don't misunderstand me.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But lasting, meaningful victory will come only if there is something more enticing to which we can say 'Yes!'  ....We must swallow up the flicker of sin's pleasure in the forest fire of holy sanctification.  The only thing that will ultimately break the power of sin is passion for Jesus.  The only thing that will guard me from being entrapped by sin is being entranced by Jesus.&lt;/span&gt; In other word, the key to holiness is falling in love!!"  Pleasures Evermore, Sam Storms p. 31-32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;God was so gracious to give me a message like that this morning.  I guess I really needed it to remind me to be active in delighting in HIM!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1967151710466001595?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1967151710466001595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1967151710466001595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1967151710466001595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1967151710466001595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-tastes-so-good.html' title='God tastes so good!!!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-728199464718299272</id><published>2008-10-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:13:37.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We can ALWAYS change...</title><content type='html'>"Change" - Bethany Dillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pockets are empty&lt;br /&gt;Fear's such a thief&lt;br /&gt;You know how that goes&lt;br /&gt;I used to think&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't love a mess like me&lt;br /&gt;Then You came in so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my heart settles&lt;br /&gt;You do the impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You change me, You change me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I can see You change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bullet in a wound&lt;br /&gt;It needs to be removed&lt;br /&gt;But only by You, only by You&lt;br /&gt;And though I feel so stuck&lt;br /&gt;The hope in Your eyes is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To change me, You change me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I can see You change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see Your face&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You change me, You change me&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I can see You change me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;James 2:1-5&lt;br /&gt;My brothers, show no partiality as you hold the faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of glory.  For if a man wearing a gold ring and fine clothing comes into your assembly, and a poor man in shabby clothing also comes in, and if you pay attention to the one who wears the fine clothing and say, "You sit here in a good place," while you say to the poor man, "You should stand over there," or "Sit down at my feet," have you not then made distinctions among yourselves and become judges with evil thoughts? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Listen, my beloved brothers, has not God chosen those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who are poor&lt;/span&gt; in the world to be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom, which he has promised to those who love him?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-728199464718299272?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/728199464718299272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=728199464718299272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/728199464718299272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/728199464718299272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-can-always-change.html' title='We can ALWAYS change...'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7292566130299425542</id><published>2008-10-23T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:11:39.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Psalm 34:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Those who look to Him for help are radiant with joy.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been noticing this in my girlfriend's lives lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7292566130299425542?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7292566130299425542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7292566130299425542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7292566130299425542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7292566130299425542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/look-around.html' title='Look Around!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7049733635843142692</id><published>2008-10-20T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:47:00.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those who are well have no need of a doctor</title><content type='html'>There are many things I am wanting to share about and discuss (topics of submission and church membership)  but I forgot my notebook in the car and it is raining. So I just want to share about something on my heart regarding mercy.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is a gracious and merciful God.  He is constant in His action of love and grace.  Tonite, my Father just filled my heart with mercy as I sat in on a new counseling case.  It is a family still recovering from a divorce...really hurting and broken.  Their child was sitting in between the ex-husband and wife struggling to explain her hurt and frustration with her new step parent.  She kept coming back to the fact that she didn't want them to get divorced in the first place, but she knows she can't change that.  Through tears and heartache, this teenage girl was explaining the challenge of not having as much time with her dad now that he is re-married.  As I sat there listening and taking notes, my heart just ached for all three of them.  For a while, I was just involved in their pain and empathizing with them, feeling a sense of hopelessness for them.  This poor girl just wants her parents to get back together, but obviously that is not possible right now.  So what is the answer to this girl's pain?  They can't just make it all better by getting married again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I do not know the answers or what to really tell these people at this point (still gathering information).  But I did have a story that gives me encouragement about this case. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"As Jesus passed on from there, he saw a man called Matthew sitting at the tax booth, and he said to him, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Follow me&lt;/span&gt;." And he rose and followed him.  And as Jesus reclined at table in the house, behold, many tax collectors and sinners came and were reclining with Jesus and his disciples.  And when the Pharisees saw this, they said to his disciples, "Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?" But when he heard it, he said, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.  Go and learn what this means, 'I desire mercy, and not sacrifice.' For I came not to call the righteous, but sinners.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This family is hurting and struggling from a divorce.  (They said they attend a church in town).  Just the fact that they are seeking counsel for their daughter is awesome.  They realize they need help and guidance with their situation, and they came to recieve counsel that is Biblical.  This family is a pretty good-looking family.  They look like they are each individually blessed financially by their appearance.  They have good jobs and live a pretty normal American life-style.  On the outside, they don't look like they have alot of problems.  But, here they are in the counseling room, just gushing with issues.  After I left the session, I just thought about their willingness to get counsel.  Jesus said in Matthew that those who are well do not need a doctor. Jesus did not come to this earth because people here as so perfect.  He came because there are those who are sick with sin.  I know it was not easy for that family to enter the building and ask for help.  But they came anyway.  Just the humility they had.  They almost seemed to show more humility regarding their issues than many church people I grew up with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so far from doing things perfectly in our lives...we all sin against a Holy God.  He demands holiness and perfection that we cannot give.  That's where Jesus comes in.  He was the image of God's love (and wrath) and grace, to fill our spot on that cross that had to be filled.  Someone had to die for all the sin in the world.  It was dear, sweet, King Jesus.  Jesus welcomes all who humble themselves to a relationship with him and God the Father, to live a full, abundant life of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, self-control, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness.  Jesus and His example of mercy towards sinners is one that never fails to touch me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7049733635843142692?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7049733635843142692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7049733635843142692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7049733635843142692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7049733635843142692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-who-are-well-have-no-need-of.html' title='Those who are well have no need of a doctor'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-8276733208417423270</id><published>2008-10-19T19:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:27:51.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Some of these pics were taken at a party I went to called, "Feast of the Chili Spoon".  :)  Also, these were some pics I've taken around Lafayette.  God has blessed me with so many fun things to do and people to get to know here...I can't express in words the gratitude and joy God has given me in result of my time here.  I took a walk tonite to get some fresh air and take a break from reading for class.  If you've been outside recently for even a short period of time, you could probably relate with the same sense of refreshment the fall air gives.  As a Christian, I know that God has created this beautiful earth and everything in it.  It is quite invigorating to know the Holy Spirit who lives inside of me today, was the same Holy Spirit who was there before the earth was created...who helped create the different seasons.  What a creative God we serve.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvqYEIrIuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DD_L_LP2eQc/s1600-h/IMG_5047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo2rHzYvI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gqzYaKt4jdE/s400/IMG_5051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053015871218418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo2hjE9TI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o2-3AgN5mNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo2hjE9TI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o2-3AgN5mNQ/s400/IMG_5052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053013301261618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo3OO-TRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CRPQhwRUuyY/s1600-h/IMG_5055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo3OO-TRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CRPQhwRUuyY/s400/IMG_5055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053025296534802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo3j39eEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/f83modhcAhc/s1600-h/IMG_5057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo3j39eEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/f83modhcAhc/s400/IMG_5057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053031105591362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo4OV823I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_jl1hqZbSm8/s1600-h/IMG_5021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvo4OV823I/AAAAAAAAAIw/_jl1hqZbSm8/s400/IMG_5021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259053042505669490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is sweet cream pie, made by Jeff.  It is a-mazing.  ;)  If you need a reason to come visit me in Lafayette, this is one of them.  If you come and visit, you will recieve a huge piece of it!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-8276733208417423270?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/8276733208417423270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=8276733208417423270' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/8276733208417423270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/8276733208417423270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/beginnings-of-fall.html' title='Beginnings of Fall'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SPvqYEIrIuI/AAAAAAAAAJg/DD_L_LP2eQc/s72-c/IMG_5047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2559773817022398793</id><published>2008-10-13T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:43:24.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Submit or Not Submit?</title><content type='html'>Well, just returned from a long day of counseling and my brain and heart feel like they're gonna explode!! I need to just go to sleep, but there is no way Im going to be able to rest peacefully with all this "stuff" in my mind.   Probably the BEST thing to do about this is pray and talk with my Father about it.  But another thing to do that would help sort all these thoughts is to write it out.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In class today, we covered topics about the role of a husband and a wife in marriage.  Some things that stuck out to me as far as the role of the wife include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Submission&lt;/span&gt; - God has created men and women to submit to His authority in their live.  Someone has to make the decision for the couple, and God has placed that role upon the men.  Submission to the husband is a proof of the wife's love to God.  (John 14:16, 31). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -Submission starts when we do things we don't want to do. Being rebellious in the area of submission in marriage will make a wife "ugly". She is truly beautiful when submits - because she is doing what God commands (1 Peter 3:1-6).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -There is submission in the Trinity!  I had never thought about that.  God sent Jesus to the earth (He had to submit to His Father's authority), Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to believers (He had to submit to Jesus, but was still equal with Him).  Every part of the trinity is equal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -Satan started the rebellion of submission against God.  He used to be an angel and then decided he wanted to do things out of God's authority.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -Sometimes a woman has a hard time submitting to her husband because he is a bad model of submission to his authority.  If he comes home going off about his boss and has a rebellious attitude against his authorities, then what makes a wife want to submit to him?  If he isn't submitting to them, then how will that affect his wife and children?  They might struggle with respecting him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-What does a wife do if her Christian husband is being a lover and learner, but not a leader?  Does she talk with him about it? Does she just pray and hope things change?  Does she encourage him, hoping he won't get upset?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helper-&lt;/span&gt;  Women were created to be helpers.  They were made to "fit" their husbands to help them.  To help lift their husband's load.  (Genesis 2:18).  Ephesians 5:22-25 talk alot about the roles.  Very clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husbands-&lt;/span&gt; God has given you the role of 1. A Learner, 2. a Lover, and 3. A leader.  Ephesians 5:23-25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A husband may be a leader in his home, but if he is not serving his family, than he would be considered a dictator.  Loving is giving.  (1 Corinthians 13, John 3:16, Galatians 2:20, Philippians 2:3-4.  )  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Men are commanded to manage their homes.  They should be aware of everything going on in that house (Ephesians 5:23, 6:4)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things I am learning about the roles of a husband and a wife. The main thing is, that the roles were created in a way that both reflect Jesus and His love for us.  They reflect His relationship with those who choose to follow Him and know Him because they know they need Him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Peter 1:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through the knowledge of him&lt;/span&gt; who called us to his own glory and excellence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2559773817022398793?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2559773817022398793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2559773817022398793' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2559773817022398793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2559773817022398793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-submit-or-not-submit.html' title='To Submit or Not Submit?'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7568245202226667702</id><published>2008-10-10T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:20:33.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Today, I talked to my boss and asked off a few days for Thanksgiving.  She went ahead and let me take them off. ;)  YAY!!!  Id also asked off for Christmas time, so I wasn't sure if I'd get both holiday times.  It'll be good to be home for at least a few days.  :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7568245202226667702?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7568245202226667702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7568245202226667702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7568245202226667702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7568245202226667702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1997511865450434905</id><published>2008-10-10T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:59:39.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Who let the dogs out!?"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, as I was cleaning up from lunch, I hear a boy burst into song with, "Who let the dogs out?!"  (This is a song that came out a few years back that is just weird and funny all at the same time.) He's 3 and a half.  :)  hah!!  He sings with this little monotone voice.  He's just a very peculiar child.   He's always in his own little world.  When I speak to him, he doesn't ever seem to pay attention.  So anyway, that is the only line he knows, (good thing the song doesn't contain too many verses!) and he just repeats it over and over.  I can't stop laughing.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at lunch, while we're eating these very yummy tuna sandwiches (I dislike tuna with a passion) with a side of pickle, I hear his little voice singing, "I like to move it, move it. I like to move it move it. "  (This is a song line from the cartoon movie "Madagascar".)  He repeats this over and over as well.  ;)   Wow.  So funny!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful for this job.  It's just great.  I love this age group.  But, it has been a LONG week.  Im exhausted.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1997511865450434905?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1997511865450434905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1997511865450434905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1997511865450434905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1997511865450434905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/who-let-dogs-out.html' title='&quot;Who let the dogs out!?&quot;'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-677923710266982376</id><published>2008-10-08T15:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:11:36.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L-E-A-R-N-I-N-G</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted...so sad!  There were so many things I've been wanting to share about and get discussion about from my readings from class, but so little time and energy.  This was my first official week in my assigned classroom, so it's been a whirlwind!  If you've ever worked with small children, you know how time flies because you are constantly busy, going from one activity to the next.  Not working for a month and a half because of transitioning and not finding work right away, it's really hard for me to start working an 8 hr. day with these little guys. By the way,  I really desire to let every word that comes out of my mouth be praise and glory to my God about this job &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because He has given me this job&lt;/span&gt; (thank you!!).  I do not want to whine about this job as if I do not want it or am not grateful for it.  There are definitely frustrations and God knows them, but just to communicate that to anyone else who reads this, I want that to be clear.  God has provided!! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things from today that were just funny, weird, frustrating, cool, etc.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- A boy from my class called me over to his cot during nap time with much urgency.  He was holding up his finger like it was hurt.  I rush over to tend to him, and he begins to show me something on his finger.  I reach down to pull off whatever it is, only to feel the ouey goeyness of what is a big, fat, booger from his nose.  Sick. (And he smiles real big of course at the horrified look on my face).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SO2A7_5JIZI/AAAAAAAAAII/XaFZsb5k0rw/s400/skittle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254998108462981522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Throughout the day, we use a positive behavior reinforcement system (PBRS) (my own label) sometimes called skittles.  They teachers before me have created a board that has everyone's name written on an apple. When a child is asked to follow directions repeatedly because of not behaving, their apple is flipped.  Well, if their apple is not flipped by around lunch time, they are rewarded for the good behavior with a single skittle.  There was a boy who would not follow instructions this morning, (regarding  a safety regulation) so his apple was flipped.  He had forgotten it was flipped, so when it came time to pass out skittles, and he didn't get one, he was pretty upset.  He didn't put on a show or anything, but just sat there, covering his eyes and cried.  He cried all the way through lunch.  I couldn't help but feel sad for him.  He wouldn't talk to me or look at me when I attempted conversation about it.  After lunch is nap. He laid down and was still quiet and feeling sad.  I was cleaning up lunch and thinking about him, and about consequences.  There are always consequences with our actions. He knew the rules from earlier, but chose not to follow.  This isn't exactly discipline, but this reminded me of the passage about how "the Lord disciplines the one He loves, and chastises every son whom he recieves.  It is for discipline that you have to endure. God is treating you as sons. For what son is there whom his father does not discipline? ....For the moment all discipline seems painful rather than pleasant, but later it yeilds the peaceful fruit of righteousness to those who have been trained by it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From that situation, I was reminded so sweetly of how our Father loves us so much (those who chose to believe in Him and repent of their sin) in that He chooses to teach us and discipline us. It is such a loving thing for Him to do.  It is who He is.  It would not be loving to not give discipline.  I really felt the urge to tell him (the boy) that I loved him and that we give them  these certain consequences because we do.  As the kids were getting sleepy on their cots, (all 21 of them!) I just walked around and told em I loved em.  I don't know how often they are told this, and I don't even know if I can say things like that to children at this center, but no one was going to stop me today!! :)    (I would definitely have a different "system" of discipline than using skittles, but ya know).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I grew in confidence today.  There were children who actually listened and paid attention to me today who normally don't listen to the lead teacher.  ha!  :)   I'm learning about tone of voice and how to be creative in having children follow instruction.  You don't have to yell at children for them to understand or listen to you.  I almost lost my voice yesterday trying to talk above them.  Today, I did project my voice but I got more creative.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through my readings, I've recently been seeking understanding in church membership as well as church discipline.  Before I post stuff about the material and scripture I've studied, I want to know what others think about these pieces of the body of Jesus Christ.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What does membership in a church look like? Why does membership exist in the church and when did people start following that system?  Is it Biblical?  How is it harmful?  How is it benefitial to growth and how does it glorify God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-677923710266982376?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/677923710266982376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=677923710266982376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/677923710266982376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/677923710266982376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/l-e-r-n-i-n-g.html' title='L-E-A-R-N-I-N-G'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SO2A7_5JIZI/AAAAAAAAAII/XaFZsb5k0rw/s72-c/skittle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1863842719898819706</id><published>2008-10-02T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:11:38.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry babies</title><content type='html'>Today at work, I witnessed many a situation that involved crying children.  This entry is not being written to put down children for being children, but only to enforce the fact that some of us take a long time to grow up.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I floated around to many different classrooms, filling in for whatever needed to be done, and covering for a teachers on break.  In every classroom I went in, I witnessed children screaming and crying and throwing little temper tantrums.  (It made for a long blessed day). :)  The reasons for these tantrums ranged from things like not getting to push their train on the track because someone's arm was blocking it to not getting to take home a "dress-up" hair band that needed to stay in the classroom.  When you're in the heat of the moment of these situations, you just have to make a creative solution or deliver the truth of what they need to hear and have them learn to deal with it.  After that moment has passed, you step back and just kinda laugh to yourself.  I really had to refrain from laughing at what these children think is the worst thing in the world.  ( I do have to be sensitive to the fact too that there could be a number of things contributing to their stress. Ex. A non-involved parent.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all in all, I can relate to those little children, being that I act like one alot of the time.  When I don't get my way, I want to pinch people too!  I want to cry and wail my arms around and just let the world know that I am MAD.  I do that sometimes...but anyway, being around little ones reminds me of how God has been good to me, especially during times I act like a little child and think like a child, despite my age.  It also reminds me of areas I desire to grow in discipline.  We really have so much to be thankful for!!  Jesus!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I like working with children because I can relate so well....hmmmm.  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1863842719898819706?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1863842719898819706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1863842719898819706' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1863842719898819706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1863842719898819706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/cry-babies.html' title='Cry babies'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-271108245546396486</id><published>2008-10-01T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:09:04.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know that sex is supposed to be an act of worship?</title><content type='html'>In my counseling class on Monday we discussed the Biblical principles of Sex and Marriage.  Through my reading of scripture and my assigned readings, and through class lecture, I definitely had my eyes opened to sinful views I've held of these topics.  Wow. I'm so excited to learn the truth about how God created marriage and sex, that I want to share them on here.  And I desire for this to be a blessing for others to learn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Principals of Sex based on the Bible, the Holy Word of God:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex in marriage is pure and holy. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt; It was created by God before sin entered the picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- God called it "very good' in Genesis 1:31&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt; After sin and fall of man, God still called it good and honorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Hebrews 13:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C. &lt;/span&gt;Any other view is a sinful view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ex. "Nice girls don't have sex. That's dirty."  Married couples deciding not to sleep together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D.&lt;/span&gt; Sexual relations in marriage are just as holy as praying, reading the Bible, tithing, praying with someone, teaching a Sunday school class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Sex is not the basis of marriage and marriage is not first and foremost a physical union.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt; Jesus settled this issue with the woman at the well in John 4:16-18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- The woman at the well was having sex with a man she was living who was not her husband.  She had a husband though.  But, having sex with the other man did not make her married to him.  It goes the other way as well.  Having sex with someone does not make you married to them.  Having sex with someone does not mean you have to marry them either.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt; But sex is still important.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Not to participate wholeheartedly, aggressively and passionately is SIN.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Being passive in sex with your spouse is selfish and not serving.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C. &lt;/span&gt;Sex is very important but not the most important part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Marriage is not based on sexual success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Unity in marriage is more than sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-A good marital relationship is the key to the most delightful sexual relationship. (No reason to feel guilt. Freeing.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The primary goal of sex is giving, providing sexual satisfaction for spouse. &lt;/span&gt; (DEFINITELY NOT TAUGHT IN OUR CULTURE, EVEN OUR CHURCHES).  It seems to be all about what you're not getting in sex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt; Taught by God in 1 Corinthians 7:2-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-1 Corinthians 6:15-7:9 teaches about sex in marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-This is a COMMAND by God, not an encouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The same command is given to BOTH wife and husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Each is given the duty of keeping the other sexually satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B.&lt;/span&gt; Taught by definition of love- giving. (NOT giving to get).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-John 3:16 (For God so loved the world that He GAVE); Ephesians 5:25; 1 Corinthians 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Jesus said the greatest pleasure is giving (Acts 20:35)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt; This principle opposes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Pornography - (This is a childish view of sex)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Masterbation - (Satisfying self NOT spouse). This turns into habits for alot of people.  It gets them into the habitual mindset of fantasies they create all for their satisfaction.  When people get married, they then have someone to control to get their desires met like in their fantasies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Homosexuality - all about self.  Initially having the motive to please their partner, but because homosexuality is opposing the way God created male and female, it is all about self and not about God.  God is definitely not on the throne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D.&lt;/span&gt; The goal of sexual relations is satisfying your spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-May or may not include climax.  (Husbands and wives should be on guard of their motives because they could be manipulating their spouse.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Difficulties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; with this principle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Physical change needed for husband to function.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Society teaches it occurs from anticipation of pleasure recieved from the change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Bible teaches it comes from anticipation of giving pleasure. (Never thought about that one!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-We must relearn our understanding of this principle according to the way God planned it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"But that is not my nature!" - God's word should be your guide, not your nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"How do I know what pleases my mate?" - COMMUNICATION.  Make a list of what pleases you and give it to your spouse.  But as soon as you give it to them, you are giving up any expectation of recieving anything on that list.  You then make it your goal to please your spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. God has created both husband and wife with equal ability to satisfy each other - 1 Corinthians 7:4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Because God is a Sovereign God, He would not give you the wrong spouse.  That spouse was given to you by God, and once you commit to enter into a Holy covenant with them into marriage, you are One.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;God gave the same principle to each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B. &lt;/span&gt;Each one is to use the body to satisfy his spouse, not himself.  (Christ never served himself).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt; God gave each the same command, then each must have the same or equal ability to obey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;. This means that both hus. and wife are to be aggressive in sexual relationships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Difficulties with this principle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   - "We have different levels of desire" - Having diff. levels of desire are learned behaviors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   - "But what if it's not learned, but the way we were made?" - The guideline here is not level of desire, but God's word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   - "Oversexed" or "undersexed" - both say God made a mistake. The problem is not how you are made, but your willingness to obey God in serving them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Pleasure in sex is not sinful and forbidden but is rather assured and encouraged. - Proverbs 5:18-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A.&lt;/span&gt; Delight in the person - not just in their sexual parts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -That passage refers to the wife too, - either mate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - It's a picture of pleasantness of your spouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Your BEST friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Desire for her companionship as a person, more than a sexual partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;. Delight in the sexual relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "breasts" signifies sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- the word "wife" used in the passage, teaches that real sexual delight can be found only in marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Satisfy" - thirst quenched, completely satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"ravished"- intoxicated, overwhelmed with satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-When put with 1 Cor. 7:3,4, each to completely satisfy the other - should be a delightful task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Sexual relations are to be continuous.  - 1 Corinthians 7:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;. Deprive or defraud means to withhold through deceit or dishonesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- withholding sex from each other for selfish, dishonest reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;. When there is abstinence it is by mutual consent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;C.&lt;/span&gt; 4 Biblical guidelines for refraining (in this passage)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;. How Often should a husband and wife have sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Enough to keep each other satisfied &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Enough to avoid temptation!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resource options:&lt;/span&gt; Intimate Issues by Linda Dillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sex, Romance, and the Glory of God by C. J. Mahaney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intended for Pleasure by Ed Wheat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biblical Principles of Sex by Bob Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill share more later about the Biblical principles of Marriage.  That took a long time to type! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-271108245546396486?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/271108245546396486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=271108245546396486' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/271108245546396486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/271108245546396486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-know-that-sex-is-supposed-to-be.html' title='Did you know that sex is supposed to be an act of worship?'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7491313759206464979</id><published>2008-09-28T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:40:59.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God never fails</title><content type='html'>There's been several things that have gone on in the last few days that have made an impact on me.  &lt;div&gt;-Watching the movie "Fireproof"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Got offered not one, but TWO jobs ( I accepted the higher paying one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-God is showering me with His grace after sinning against Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The K's son had a friend that was killed in a car accident this afternoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being short on sleep time tonite, I can't really explain all these in detail right now.  Also, I would love to share about all the cool truths I learned about the Holy Spirit through my readings this weekend but Ill save that for later.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do want to share the passage that has brought HOPE to me this weekend :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ephesians 2:1-10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you one walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience- &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made us alive&lt;/span&gt; together with Christ- by grace you have been saved- and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in KINDNESS toward us in Christ Jesus.  For by grace you have been saved through faith.  And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast.  For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that we should walk in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7491313759206464979?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7491313759206464979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7491313759206464979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7491313759206464979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7491313759206464979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-never-fails.html' title='God never fails'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-5483483799621422506</id><published>2008-09-24T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:27:52.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Him we proclaim..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; have been &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; to be able to go to a gals study group from the Career class, that studies the letter of Paul, an apostle of Jesus, written to the Colossians.  We are doing a study of the letter through a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Synthetic Method&lt;/span&gt;.  Basically a synthetic study helps us see the purpose and plan of the book (letter).  The author had information or subject matter he wanted to communicate to his readers.  The synthetic method helps discover that message through means of repeated readings of the letter, ignoring details and concentrating on the interpretation of the book as a whole, each reading focusing on different aspects of the content, finding themes, getting the big picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've found that as I have been reading the entire book several times in one sitting, I am growing in my love for God and His Word in general.  It is awesome!  :)  Colossians is not just another book in the Bible.  It was written by a man named Paul.  It was a letter written to the people of Colossai to warn and admonish them of false prophecy being taught there.  The leader of the study typed up the book of Colossians in letter form (without the chapters and verses) to give us a better picture of what the letter really looked like when it was written.  Just reading the letter over and over on my sheets of paper is making the WORD come alive to me!!  This is awesome because: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  This letter written in 60 A.D. was not just written for the Colossians, but for me today in 2008!  Why would God's Word lie and contradict himself when he says it is living in Hebrews 4:12, just as &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.  He was in the beginning with God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; (John 1:1)??  And, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"All Scripture is breathed out BY God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the man of God may be competent, equipped for every good work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2 Timothy 3:16).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Paul's letter written to the people of Colossai, and to you and me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation.  For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities - all things were created through him and for him.  And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together.  And he is the head of the body, the church.  He is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, that in everything he might be preeminent (superior or above all others). For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, making peace by the blood of his cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Once you were alienated from God and were enemies in your minds because of your evil behavior.  But now he has reconciled you by Christ's physical body through death to present you holy in his sight, without blemish and free from accusation- if you continue in your faith, established and steadfast, not shifting from the hope of the gospel that you heard, which has been proclaimed in all creation under heaven, and of which I, Paul, became a servant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I am filling up what is still lacking in regard to Christ's afflictions, for the sake of the body, which is the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; {www.soniclight.org gave me some insight into what this sentence might mean: This "regards the afflictions of Christ as Christ's actual sufferings now, not on the cross but in and through Paul whom He indwelt (2 Cor. 11:23-28). When believers suffer, Christ also suffers because He indwells us (Acts 9:4).  "It is no wonder, then, that Paul rejoiced in his sufferings. Seen in the light of his union with Christ, they were transfigured and made an occasion for fellowship with Him, as well as a benefit to the body, the church."}&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I have become it's servant by the commission God gave me to present to you the Word of God in its fullness- the mystery that has been kept hidden for ages and generations, but is now disclosed to the saints (Christians).  To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Him we proclaim, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all wisdom, that we may present everyone mature in Christ. For this I toil, struggling with all his energy that he powerfully works within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so thankful for God using our brother Paul to communicate this important message!  This is so helpful for me in many many ways.  Also, just picturing the sweat Paul must have worked up while writing this, gets my blood pumping.  He was a SERVANT.  He gave all he had for the gospel of Jesus!  He presented God's Word to the people.  What a privilege to be part of God's plan for the entire human race.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God used this Word for all the peoples of the earth to read and hear for HOPE and for Glory.&lt;/span&gt;  We can have assurance that the books of the Bible are written by God especially when in the book of John chapter 14:23-26, Jesus told his disciples, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him.  Whoever does not love me does not keep my words.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the word that you hear is not mine but the Father's who sent me.  These things I have spoken to you while I am still with you. But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all these things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Through reading God's Word, we can have hope in this dark world.  These were real words that came out of Jesus mouth!!  I want to learn more about Paul and how he lived his life for the sake of Jesus.  But more importantly, I want to learn more about Jesus, the image of God in flesh, who came here to live among us and show us that we can be reconciled to the Holy One.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-5483483799621422506?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5483483799621422506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=5483483799621422506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5483483799621422506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5483483799621422506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/him-we-proclaim.html' title='&quot;Him we proclaim...&quot;'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1723317150807620002</id><published>2008-09-23T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:00:00.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like giving titles to my entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This past weekend I totally flopped on getting my reading done for my class.  I mentioned in my last entry about my lack of discipline...that was one of the major areas that I was refering too.  Today I worked hard on my time management and made a tiny amount of progress in that.   I feel so good about that.  It is rewarding to be disciplined. And to be productive.  Or at least feel that way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I had the interview today with the child care job...went well.  I am waiting to hear back in the next few days.  I could be working 8-5pm Tues. through Friday. (I could pay off my loans alot quicker that way!)  God will either provide it or not.  Waiting on Him for this one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The class was so intense yesterday. With the lectures and observing the counseling sessions. Pastor Viars taught a section about the Doctrine of Spiritual Growth.  He's really got a passion.  He really loves God and His Word and the application of the Bible in people's lives.  He covered alot of different topics, but there were a few that got me.  He talked about Ephesians 4:11-16 : the GOAL of the church.  This whole passage speaks on GROWTH.  Not just a church growing, but personal growth.  "...so that we may no longer be children..."  "...we are to grow up in every way into him who is the Head, into Christ," "when each part is working properly , makes the body grow so that is builds itself up in love."  Pastor V. shared that every year, he and the church elders/staff go down the list of EVERY member in the church, and they make sure they know where that person (or familiy) is at spiritually.  They take God's word so seriously that if they DON'T know where/how that family is doing (if there's any sinful struggles) then they schedule a time to meet up with them.  If a family is not handling sin properly in a Biblical God-honoring way, then the church intervenes and encourages counseling, or if the fam decides not to deal with it, then there will be some church discipline. They take their role as leaders in the church seriously and esp. God's word seriously.  Faith Baptist is at about 1800 members right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;My point is not to share about the means of action that are taken if a family is not obeying the Lord and growing.  But I just wanted to share about the fact that God is serious about growth as believers.  Wow.  Through the scripture we looked at while talking about this, I woke up a little bit, if ya know what I mean.  We talked about Jesus.  He grew.  Luke 2:52  Romans 8:28, 29 (to be more Christ-like).  2 Peter 3:18.  It's scary to think about a person (myself included) struggling with the same sin issues for years.  Most believers don't even acknowledge the sin they struggle with.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Something that discourages alot of believers (in my own struggle and observation), is that they don't see the change they'd like in their lives.  When I struggle with a sinful issue, over and over, it is discouraging.  It's hard to see yourself fail again and again. But, I have to realize that I am growing, even if it's not straight up.  A popular phrase I've heard up here, is "&lt;/span&gt;Progressive Sanctification&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;".  We first believe Jesus as Savior and Lord and and confess our sin and ask for forgiveness.  We are then justified.  No sooner than we finish a prayer and we sin again.  We confess and repent and ask forgiveness.  We go through the day.  5 minutes later, we realize we've sinned again.  We confess, repent and ask forgiveness.  I feel as though I go back to square one every time.  Like I can't make any gain or real change.  Well, I have to start believing and understanding scripture when it talks about growth. ( Paul was a God worshipper. He was a stud, but even he didn't "arrive".  "Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own." (Philippians 3:13)).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I am only growing more like Christ if I deal with my sin in a Biblical God honoring way.  Confession, repentance, and then "put on the new self, created after the likeness of God in true righteousness and holiness".   Ephesians 4:20-24.  I have to realize what sin I am committing and then start thinking and acting like Christ.  Tonite, I was jealous of something.  Instead of being jealous like the old Renae before Christ, I should be practicing rejoicing with other's sucesses and be thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We wouldn't be commanded to grow if we were already complete and perfect, would we?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1723317150807620002?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1723317150807620002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1723317150807620002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1723317150807620002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1723317150807620002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-giving-titles-to-my-entries.html' title='i like giving titles to my entries'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-6683704897660607162</id><published>2008-09-21T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:55:37.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failures and goodies</title><content type='html'>Today was full of so many wonderful gifts...the sermon this morning at Faith, the song we listened to in service, the joy of being connected to a body of believers of Jesus, being able to read the Bible in freedom, good Indian food at Taj Mahal, my nap, reading homework for my class, talking with my cousin, random conversations, catching up with an old friend and discussing heart and world issues, typing on my laptop on the floor, etc.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God in His grace and mercy decided to bless me today even though I was not disciplined in certain things.  That's who God is.  That's what I am learning about Him more and more.  He gives when I deserve death for the sin in my heart.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The song the music pastor sang this morning in church was called "Carried to the Table".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the lyrics that shattered the moldings of pride that gripped my heart this morning:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Carried to the Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wounded and forsaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was shattered by the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Broken and forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Feeling lost and all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Summoned by the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Into the Master's courts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lifted by the Savior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And cradled in His arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was carried to the table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seated where I don't belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Carried to the Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Swept away by His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I don't see my brokenness anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When Im seated at the table of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im carried to the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The table of the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fighting thoughts of fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And wondering why He called my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I good enough to share this cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This world has left me lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even in my weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Savior called my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In His holy presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im healed and unashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You carried me, my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You carried me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has seated me at a place at His banqueting table of love...a table I am not worthy to sit at.  I will never be worthy to sit at on this earth.  Praise God for His love and the LOVE of Jesus!!!  Praise Him for WHO HE IS.  He is the only ONE who can help us see without the guilt and shame that fogs our eyes.  He really carried me last year.  I really had let myself get beaten up by the sin I chose for myself and He had to CARRY me back to Him.  Praise Him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-6683704897660607162?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6683704897660607162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=6683704897660607162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6683704897660607162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6683704897660607162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/failures-and-goodies.html' title='Failures and goodies'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-35974397271989869</id><published>2008-09-19T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:00:39.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The K's 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247947108228022130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNR0GEiPApI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zYEvzC5SbdI/s1600-h/IMG_4965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNR0GEiPApI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zYEvzC5SbdI/s400/IMG_4965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247947113438839442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-35974397271989869?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/35974397271989869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-4807229726878226466</id><published>2008-09-18T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:41:48.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some answers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNMURljmCiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EX9Sg-ksZH4/s1600-h/IMG_4939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNMURljmCiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EX9Sg-ksZH4/s320/IMG_4939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247560283188496930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNMURrXl4cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ltdMtLAveRA/s1600-h/IMG_4970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNMURrXl4cI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ltdMtLAveRA/s320/IMG_4970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247560284748767682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So this is Claire.  She makes me laugh!  She reminds me alot of our first dog, Minnie because of her temperament and coloring.  But she sure is sweet and a cuddler.  The K's took her to get her hair cut on Tuesday.  It'd been a long time, so the barber decided to shave her I guess.  When I got back to the house after gals Bible study, I walked in and she came to greet me like usual.  I barely recognized her and I think she knew it!  She kind of cowered away and hid...I think she was embarrassed.  She looked so tiny and rat-like!  ha! I put a before and after picture.  I guess when the doggies get a trim, they get a complimentary bow or scarf put on them...cute... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So here's an update to the latest decisions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I sat down with Jeff last nite to look at my finances for the next year.  This really gave some clue as to whether I could do the internship.  Financially I could swing it, but with the schedule, it would be insane.  Today, I met with the director of VOH for my second interview.  I told her right up front that I would not be able to commit to the internship right now.  When my class is over in December, things might look a little different.  But for now, I am going to volunteer there and get some experience.  It's been such a battle deciding all of this these past few weeks. I had so much peace last nite about it all.  It was so nice.  :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BIBLICAL COUNSELING CLASS ON MONDAY:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Monday was our second class...and it was great!  We started by finishing up with the Key Elements in the Counseling Process.  (As a note, these are all developed by God's word, the writings of Jay Adams, and the Biblical Counseling Ministry at Faith Baptist).  The Key Elements are: 1. Gather Data, 2. Find out the Problem, 3. Establish involvement, 4. Give HOPE, 5. Proper Instruction, 6. Give homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I enjoyed hearing about Giving homework.  To give a counselee homework, is to challenge them to actually put God's word to work in their life.  Just talking about your life problems all day is not going to change anything!  You actually have to work at growth!  (If only Id realized that a long time ago...there is no born a superChristian.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Next we spent a while comparing counseling philosophies.  This was good to look at.  Some guidelines to think about are : How do people propose to know what they knew?  By science research?  What is their view of man?  Do people have to take medicine to cure everything?  What is the GOAL of counseling?  What is the role of the counselor?  So then we looked at the counseling methods of Freud, Skinner, Rogers, and then God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Through reading and conversation in the last year, it has come to my attention that there is alot of modern psych. mixed into what is being taught in the Christian Orthodox church today.  Im talking about issues of ADHD, depression, schizophrenia, etc.  I think our society is too quick to diagnose people's symptoms as a mental illness when it really could be a sin issue.  There is alot on this topic, so I'll write more later.  I wanted to give a heads up to this topic though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I observed 3 counseling sessions on Monday.  All three were very different: counselor personality and style as well as the case.  The last counselor I observed was so patient with this one couple.  I was sitting there in my chair just watching this new married couple.  They were both on their 3rd marriage, dealing with all kinds of issues.  One of them has grown up going to church, but has never had someone sit down &amp;amp; explain salvation to her.  The husband did not show that he knew Jesus personally. I just couldn't help but think: where in the world do you start to help this couple?? But, they are ready to work and make changes in their life! Praise God!  I observe the same cases all semester until they are finished, so Im curious to see what work they are going to do as well as the Holy Spirit in their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I want to share about all the cases I observed but this is getting long.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-4807229726878226466?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4807229726878226466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=4807229726878226466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/4807229726878226466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/4807229726878226466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-some-answers.html' title='Finally some answers!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNMURljmCiI/AAAAAAAAAGE/EX9Sg-ksZH4/s72-c/IMG_4939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2973288301043320924</id><published>2008-09-16T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:58:15.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNCNwIeea2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8bCDoqGbBsQ/s1600-h/hosta+plantaginea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNCNwIeea2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8bCDoqGbBsQ/s320/hosta+plantaginea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246849423935171426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNCMwuuMM1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gEdR-UQAyD8/s1600-h/hosta3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNCMwuuMM1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gEdR-UQAyD8/s320/hosta3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246848334690005842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since being up here in Indiana, I've been thinking about different plant species.  You would think that by having a dad who specializes in plants and trees I would know alot about them, but I really don't.  Not using him as a resource was bad decision on my part.  My cousin has just started working on her garden in the last 2 years and is really enjoying it.  I am somewhat envious of this because I have been longing to have a garden of my own. Not having a house yet and moving around alot kind of prevents me from doing some experimenting with planting.  Anyway, my cousin has been showing me her "hostas" on the side of her house and how she had to move them to shade.  They are a really interesting flower.  They are perennials and sometimes have white, yellow, or pink flowers.  They get sunburnt easily so they prefer shade (as my cousin learned).  There's one type of hosta called "hosta plantaginea", sometimes called "August lily" because it blooms in late summer.  But the thing this plant is known for is that it's flowers open up in the evening and close by morning.  Again, they don't like the sun.  That is so amazing!  I would love to get my hands on one.  Don't know how popular they are though.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2973288301043320924?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2973288301043320924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2973288301043320924' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2973288301043320924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2973288301043320924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/hostas.html' title='Hostas'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SNCNwIeea2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/8bCDoqGbBsQ/s72-c/hosta+plantaginea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1800734135003569955</id><published>2008-09-15T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:33:35.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>German Fest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82RxURAeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/w8Ra__8iwk4/s1600-h/IMG_4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82RxURAeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/w8Ra__8iwk4/s320/IMG_4929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471769833931234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SHhjc_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mcxqFQ4E-Kw/s1600-h/IMG_4931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SHhjc_I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mcxqFQ4E-Kw/s320/IMG_4931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471775795246066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SbOkISI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F2xS2Wwa1Hs/s1600-h/IMG_4932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SbOkISI/AAAAAAAAAFI/F2xS2Wwa1Hs/s320/IMG_4932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471781084307746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SnKACZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i2gDWVkFRf0/s1600-h/IMG_4933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82SnKACZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i2gDWVkFRf0/s320/IMG_4933.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471784286390674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82S8HSH9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/I00c6pszl5Y/s1600-h/IMG_4934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82S8HSH9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/I00c6pszl5Y/s320/IMG_4934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246471789912137682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't made time to post in the last few days out of being busy preparing for my class today.  On Saturday, my cousin, Theresa, and I went to "German Fest".  This was a fundraiser hosted by St. Bonifus, a Catholic church, in downtown West Lafayette.  Upon arrival, I quickly began to notice the many number of people dressed in their German attire, suspenders and all. There was a very loud band playing a variety of 70's rock with a hint of German flair (whatever that means).  They had formed a dance area in front of the stage with hay bails, filled with young and old dancing unashamedly.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of the men's outfits were beautifully woven and fun to look at.  (Not that I was trying to look at the men...)  But anyway,  I wanted to get a picture of one of the men's suits but was having a hard time trying to be sneaky (like my younger sis.)  Instead, I spotted a smaller man in his suit and asked him if I could take a picture with him. :) He got so excited, he handed over his camera to get a picture too!  I picked up on the fact that he was not from America by his Hispanic accent and that he was not high on personal space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on in the evening, Theresa and I decide that we are thirsty.  As we are standing in the ticket line, I see to the left a guy that looks very similar someone I knew from KSU.  I look closer and realize it is him, wearing his German garb and all!  We chatted for a while and I found out he had moved here in January with another guy from KSU.  It was so good to see some familiar faces.  I had to take a picture with him too!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not too long after I run into my friends from KSU, we bump into the small man I took a picture with.  He came off as interested in my cousin by asking many personal questions (where does she live) and I we grew weary of him.  He then informed us he was from Mexico and he was a priest!  I didn't really know whether to believe him or not.  As we are talking with him, my friend from KSU comes up and says, "Hey, have you guys met Father Gustavo yet?"   :)  Haha.  Wow.  It turned out that he is currently attending St. Bonifus and that he knows "Father" very well.  It was quite amusing to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1800734135003569955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1800734135003569955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1800734135003569955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1800734135003569955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/german-fest.html' title='German Fest!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SM82RxURAeI/AAAAAAAAAE4/w8Ra__8iwk4/s72-c/IMG_4929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2724528855873962561</id><published>2008-09-12T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T13:39:21.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, starbucks, endurance, cold fingers</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the most unproductive day.  Im just laughing at myself.  I worked on stuff at the house all morning, then finally got myself decent enough to head out into the world to turn in some applications.  I drove all the way out to this dinky little daycare in the rain to turn in my app.  When I got there, I just sat in the car looking out the window.  I love working with children, seeing them learn and grow and discover life.  But I am absolutely tired of working in daycares.  Most of them are not focused on teaching children about the most important thing in the world, which is about a relationship with Jesus Christ to receive salvation.  As an assistant and even as a lead teacher, you have to follow the policies and rules formed by the state regs and the directors of the building.  I am just burnt out from that.  If I have a choice, I would choose to work somewhere else other than that.  Whatever the Lord provides...I might have an interview with an assisted living place called Green Tree.  I would be a resident assistant, assisting an elderly client around their apt. with whatever duties need done.  I love working with elderly just about as much as with children. (I am not trying to compare them at all.)  Children are still maturing and learning and growing.  Elderly have already matured and are still learning themselves.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here is some scripture that is so exciting for me to read at this weird time in life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Romans 15:4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We who are strong have an obligation to bear with the failings of the weak, and not to please ourselves.  Let each of us please his neighbor for his good, to build him up.  For Christ did not please himself, but as it is written, "The reproaches of those who reproached you fell on me." &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;For whatever was written in former days was written for our instruction, that through endurance and through the encouragement of the scriptures we might have hope.  May the God of endurance and encouragement grant you to live in such harmony with one another in accord with Christ Jesus, that together you may with one voice glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.  Therefore welcome one another as Christ has welcomed you, for the glory of God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still curious about what this means exactly.  But I do like what it says about how through endurance and through the encouragement of the scriptures we might have HOPE.  I'm very thirsty for Hope lately.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fingers are cold typing in the stream of A.C. at Starbucks, so Im going to read now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2724528855873962561?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2724528855873962561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2724528855873962561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2724528855873962561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2724528855873962561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/rain-starbucks-endurance-cold-fingers.html' title='Rain, starbucks, endurance, cold fingers'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-3949789497126908405</id><published>2008-09-11T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:12:17.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a personal note...</title><content type='html'>Currently, I am trying to find answers to many different questions.  I am waiting to hear back on some jobs I've applied for as well as thinking through the decision to do the internship I've mentioned with the Vision of Hope.  The policies set up for the house for the ladies have been prayed over and thought through for some time now.  God has been working with that ministry through the staff, giving them wisdom on how to structure the program.  Girls that enter the house have been living lives of sinful entrapment in the form of : abuse, anorexia, bulimia, self-harm, unplanned pregnancy, etc.  When they agree to live there, they commit to work hard on growing in those areas with the structure, which includes counseling, learning to eat and live in a healthy way, learning responsibility, learning about God's word and how it can apply to every area of life...etc.  I greatly respect the policies and the structure they have set up for the girls. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My understanding of what my responsibilities/expectations would be as an intern are not lining up with what they are requiring.  Since my arrival here in Lafayette, I have found out more about the position that is making me think through more deeply about my desire to do this.  Some of the things are: be in room by 10pm with lights out; only being able to use my cell phone in the lobby;  having an orderly and tidy room at all times like the girls;  etc.  Alot of those things are required to help set an example to the girls.  Just thinking about to what degree do I come alongside these gals and do the others things I am responsible for: class and a job (to pay loans and bills).  Also I thought it was going to work out that I only commit to the internship for 3 months and live with the Kesslers.  But, because there are more gals interviewing for the position, I would not be as good a candidate compared to someone who can commit to at least 6 months and live on-site.  This is alot for me to think about and pray through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, my dad was working for a customer doing some pruning and suffered some kind of ceasure/stroke.  He called my mom from his truck and told her he didn't know what he was had been doing and didn't think he was ok. My mom picked him up and took him to the E.R.  There they gave him some aspirin and took some tests (MRI, CAT scan, carotid artery ultra sound) and kept him over nite.  They did not find anything on any of those tests that hinted at a stroke or seizure.  His thinking and memory are significantly slow and delayed, as well as his speech.  He says he feels like he's in a fog.  Today, he says he feels like the fog is gone somewhat.  The neurologist went in to see him today to look into other possibilities of what might have happened.  He suspected it might have been a seizure so he put him on some seizure meds for 5 days and they are going to run an EEG to check his brain waves.  Please pray for full recovery, for wisdom for the doctors, energy for both my mom and dad as my mom helps with business duties, and for God to be praised for His faithfulness and love.  God is a rock in my family and I know everyone is clinging to it right now.   Because of His grace and steadfast love, he is willing to teach us through this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-3949789497126908405?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3949789497126908405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=3949789497126908405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3949789497126908405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/3949789497126908405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-personal-note.html' title='On a personal note...'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-4328406467643334037</id><published>2008-09-09T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:53:44.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMbF-2dvvGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JtOvbZxLkmI/s1600-h/bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMbF-2dvvGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JtOvbZxLkmI/s320/bible.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244096499682360418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John 1:1 "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acts 20:32 "And now I commend you to God and to the word of his grace, which is able to build you up and to give you the inheritance among all those who are sanctified."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the first day of my Biblical counseling class.  It was exciting, intense, slow, fast, interesting, and challenging.  Most of the morning consisted of sessions of intro topics of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-What Makes Biblical Counseling Biblical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Definitions of Biblical Counseling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Why Counsel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Key Elements in Counseling Process&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the section "What makes Biblical....", we talked alot about the theology of the Bible.  Sometimes in the church, there is counsel given that is not founded on the theology of God's word, but on bits and pieces of modern psychology, Christian literature, and personal convictions.  This was really interesting to think about.  There was a man named James Montgomery Boice (1938-2000) who recognized the popular interest in the inerrancy of scripture.  (He predicted that the next wave of theologian interest in the Christian church would be sufficiency of God's word (for the next century)). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To honor God and the truth of His Word with their counsel, Faith Baptist has developed a theological pyramid to help guide them.  The 6 levels of the pyramid represent 6 components that need to be included in the theology of counsel.  The bottom level is of course the Bible, the 5th is principles of Bible study and interpretation, the 4th deals with the translation/grammar, and word forms of scripture, the 3rd is using doctrine of God's word "Biblical theology", the 2nd uses the "fruit" of Biblical theology into a system, and the 1st level is "Practical theology" - how to actually grow and change.  The pyramid contains the meat of the methods of counsel used at FBC.  It kinda confuses me with the big words, but I understand why it is needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pyramid is something I would just like to skip over, but that just goes to show how careless I might have been in the past to just try to counsel by the first level (how to grow and change). I am learning that teaching others how to grow and change is not the only thing I should focus on in the future.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the 6 key elements they have developed for the counseling process includes giving hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A definition of hope they gave was: a firm belief of God's ability and promise to bring goodness out of chaos in the future.  Brent Aucoin gave an example of this element from Genesis chapter one that got me fired up!  Genesis 1:1-2 "In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.  2 The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brent pointed out that God created the earth as formless and empty/void.  It was chaotic and a mess. God then went on to create the earth as beautiful with order, and abundant life.  God had a plan of beauty for something originally created as messy.  The same God who created this earth with all the beauty of the sea and mountains, is more than capable to make something beautiful out of our caotic lives.  We can give those around us hope from the beginning of the Bible, before Jesus was even mentioned by name.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God for His Word!  It sure gives me hope that He will make something beautiful out of the mess of my schedule right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-4328406467643334037?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4328406467643334037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=4328406467643334037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/4328406467643334037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/4328406467643334037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMbF-2dvvGI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JtOvbZxLkmI/s72-c/bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-6711824874480333212</id><published>2008-09-07T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:30:19.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Websites: Faith Baptist Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUrxEs51I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oha2nUyzvRI/s1600-h/FaithBaptist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUrxEs51I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oha2nUyzvRI/s320/FaithBaptist.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408977050265426" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Someone recently asked me for the notes/recordings of the sermon I mentioned last Sunday.  Here is the website where you can read and listen to Pastor Viars sermons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUrxEs51I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oha2nUyzvRI/s1600-h/FaithBaptist.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;http://www.faithlafayette.org/SermonFiles.aspx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUsMOr5FI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bP9YmxeScgI/s1600-h/FaithBaptist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUsMOr5FI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bP9YmxeScgI/s320/FaithBaptist2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408984339899474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUsNY7PNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kOW1RWtYxNU/s1600-h/VOH.jpg"&gt;The last picture is of the Vision of Hope house.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUsNY7PNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kOW1RWtYxNU/s320/VOH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243408984651283666" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/8896780996353430326-6711824874480333212?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6711824874480333212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=6711824874480333212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6711824874480333212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/6711824874480333212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/websites-and-things.html' title='Websites: Faith Baptist Church'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMRUrxEs51I/AAAAAAAAAD4/oha2nUyzvRI/s72-c/FaithBaptist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-1354712945851172842</id><published>2008-09-06T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:12:49.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiu8Gn8LI/AAAAAAAAADw/vS-C5iMD-Ck/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiu8Gn8LI/AAAAAAAAADw/vS-C5iMD-Ck/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142949736804530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNidBQcWKI/AAAAAAAAADI/phr9tUGGuCQ/s1600-h/IMG_4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNidBQcWKI/AAAAAAAAADI/phr9tUGGuCQ/s320/IMG_4915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142641882519714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiddcJmrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aWMTtz7SB18/s1600-h/IMG_4912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiddcJmrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/aWMTtz7SB18/s320/IMG_4912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142649447815858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNidpbimcI/AAAAAAAAADY/gsCPYf4QOCc/s1600-h/IMG_4910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNidpbimcI/AAAAAAAAADY/gsCPYf4QOCc/s320/IMG_4910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142652666485186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNid-UF7hI/AAAAAAAAADg/f2md3wFhNc0/s1600-h/IMG_4909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNid-UF7hI/AAAAAAAAADg/f2md3wFhNc0/s320/IMG_4909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142658272390674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiebS7sRI/AAAAAAAAADo/YpL90oah5u0/s1600-h/IMG_4908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiebS7sRI/AAAAAAAAADo/YpL90oah5u0/s320/IMG_4908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243142666052153618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my new favorite thing is hanging out with my cousin Theresa.  Today I met up with my mom's cousin, Theresa.  She has lived in Lafayette for a while now, working at Purdue U.  We discovered as we were shopping that we are similar in our shopping styles.  We both don't like it for an extended period of time. Shopping is fun for a while, but we are not turbo bunnies.  I did find some cool shoes I need though.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After shopping and hanging out, I drove around Lafayette for a while just for the heck of it and snapped a few shots of the gorgeous sunset.  Wow, it was awesome.  I got a few looks as I would suddenly pull over and whip out my camera.  But I think its because I'm a slow driver and from Kansas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-1354712945851172842?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1354712945851172842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=1354712945851172842' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1354712945851172842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/1354712945851172842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/downtown.html' title='Downtown'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SMNiu8Gn8LI/AAAAAAAAADw/vS-C5iMD-Ck/s72-c/IMG_4906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-5305975407849665564</id><published>2008-09-05T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:47:18.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lafayette water, applications and Claire</title><content type='html'>Well, made it through the first week... :)  When I got back from the lakehouse, I hit the ground running.  My first few days were challenging but good.  Spent a couple just trying to find my way around the city!!   But that's ok.  You all should be proud of me because I didn't really get lost LOST/direction turned like usual.   &lt;div&gt;Currently, I pretty much have the internship with the Vision of Hope (house for girls), am waiting to hear back about a job, and getting ready for my first day of my Biblical counseling class on Monday.  YAY!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met with the director of VOH today to talk about me working as an off-site intern (someone not living at the house with the girls) and it went well. I am seeing how much of a learning opp. this is going to be!  Wow.  Im going to have to be tough and stern with the girls about the policies and rules.  Almost all the girls who come in have had no structure at all in their lives, so that's what the biggest challenge is....listening to authority.  The goal with all the rules is to teach them not only how to make healthy/smart decisions for their life, but why.  Alot of the girls come in not knowing who God is.  They, like alot of people (even believers) don't have a truthful understanding of who God is.  (I was one of them).  I desire to do this internship because I am just recently starting to see how the Bible is really worth studying and believing.  I am just starting to see how God's Word is sufficient for EVERYTHING in my life.  I desire to see girls with broken lives learn about the hope and strength we can have in Jesus.  It takes hard work to change, and growth is definitely a life long process.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonite, I got to hang out with a group from the church known as the "College and Career" class. It was a hang out nite at one of the girls house and we had some amazing Asian cooking.  :)  It was really nice to be with people my own age.  The people in the group are from ages 25-35. I felt like I was hangin with the "Singles" group back at TBC, but different.  I miss you guys by the way!!  :(  When I stop and think about the fact that I don't have a kindred spirit here yet, it gets me down.  So what I'm trying to practice instead is focusing on how good God is and the fact that He was the One who brought me here...so I KNOW He will provide.  Practicing that has been a challenge.  Also, I have been trying not to be expectant of others and just serving them instead.  That humbles me for sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Kansas...especially the water.  The water here has an iron taste to it. Im sticking with bottled water for a while.  LOL.  The Kesslers have a dog named Claire.  She sympathizes with me about the water, so that helps.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnite y'all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-5305975407849665564?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5305975407849665564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=5305975407849665564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5305975407849665564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/5305975407849665564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/lafayette-water-applications-and-claire.html' title='Lafayette water, applications and Claire'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-382022103222358780</id><published>2008-09-02T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:35:18.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Window to my weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SL4Tly3O52I/AAAAAAAAADA/WBef8o5U5l8/s1600-h/IMG_4896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SLy6pG79uqI/AAAAAAAAABo/fSDjALNYCxQ/s320/IMG_4871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241269281751939746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SLy6pNtZxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/rBSSmMbskvQ/s1600-h/IMG_4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SLy6pNtZxMI/AAAAAAAAABw/rBSSmMbskvQ/s320/IMG_4874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241269283569910978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God has brought me safely to Indiana!  My parents and I left early last Friday morning and rolled into Lafayette around 7pm.  Jeff and Jana Kessler greeted us with a warm meal of love and hospitality.  It was so good to see them again!!  I had stayed with them in February for the week of the Biblical counseling training conference.   Saturday morning, my parents and I met up with my mom's cousin, Theresa, pictured here.  She works in the admin. office at Purdue University.  That afternoon, there was an event called "Global Fest" featured by the students and faculty at the college. The event offered cultural/ethnic music, food and a marketplace hosted by the clubs of international students on campus.  God used this time with our cousin to catch up and learn about each other.  It was an awesome time.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little boy with BBQ on his face was sitting across from me at my table and I could not resist taking his picture...:)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning, we (my parents and I )  went with the Kesslers to the church they attend, Faith Baptist (where I will also be taking my course).  It was so wonderful to be back at Faith, where I had spent many hours soaking in TRUTHS of God's Word and learning about how to apply it to life.  Pastor Viars spoke about what to do during the time you are learning to see others sins against you as good.  It challenged me quite a bit. After church my parents took off to meet up with some friends in Chicago, and we headed up to the Kessler's lakehouse in Bloomington.  Here, I got to meet Jana's mom and son and daughter and their daughter's husband.  Their son brought his 3 friends all about my age and we had a good time swimming and hanging out. We rode out on the lake last nite and were blessed to enjoy the beautiful sunset! (I will post pics as soon as we get back to the K's.)  We will be leaving tomorrow to head back to Lafayette. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonite I am reflecting on the "love" and "service" I have been witnessing.  I have been treated like true royalty since my arrival in IN.  The K's have sacrificed so much of their time and energy to serve me, it humbles me.  They bring me drinks and make sure I am comfortable at all times.  Today Jana and Gran-O (her mom) and I went shopping and bought a few things.  When we arrived home, I caught on to their ritual of "fashion show".  :)  Jeff positioned himself on the couch to prepare for all of us to show him what we had bought!  :)  As I showed him one of the items I had brought (a dress), I noticed he was very attentive.  When I had laid the dress back down on the table, he commented, "I think I like the dress the best".  It was not the fact that he let me know that he liked my dress, but it was the very manner he went about it.  I can't really describe what I am wanting to say, but just that he took the time to listen and care about what we had done today. Im guessing most men are not interested in the many purchases their wives make.  So for him to care about the little things we were excited about buying meant alot.  I have seen so many examples of love between J and J, it just brings me to tears.  It is such an example of Jesus' love for me.  Im so thankful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-2624102658387539142?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2624102658387539142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2624102658387539142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2624102658387539142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2624102658387539142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-motivates-to-serve.html' title='Love motivates to Serve'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SLy6pG79uqI/AAAAAAAAABo/fSDjALNYCxQ/s72-c/IMG_4871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-7724949390429243741</id><published>2008-08-27T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T11:15:15.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A charge: Be Intentional!</title><content type='html'>"Now this I say and testify in the Lord, that you must no longer walk as the Gentiles do, in the futility of their minds.  They are darkened in their understanding, alienated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in them, due to their hardness of heart.  They have become callous and have given themselves up to sensuality, greedy to practice every kind of impurity....&lt;div&gt;BUT that is NOT the way you learned Christ!!----assuming that you have heard about him and were taught in him, as the truth is in Jesus, to put off your old self, which belongs to your former manner of life and is corrupt through DECEITFUL desires, and to be renewed in the spirit of your minds , and to put on the new self, created after the likeness of God in true righteousness and holiness.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, having put away falsehood, let each one of you speak the truth with his neighbor....Be angry and do not sin;...give no opportunity to the devil...Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but ONLY such as is good for building up....Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you....BE KIND to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as GOD IS CHRIST FORGAVE YOU.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be IMITATORS of God, therefore as dearly loved children and LIVE A LIFE OF LOVE, just as Christ loved us and GAVE HIMSELF UP FOR US as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;paraphrase Ephesians 4:17-5:2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a passage that I have read over and over for the past year and a half.  Every time I read it, I am reminded of what I am called to practice in my everyday life.  I am to no longer walk as a person that does not know Jesus and His great great love for me.  I am not to walk as someone who is blind to the evilness I am capable of.  I am to practice in these things...to be angry but not sin.  To only speak what is could build up my brothers and sisters.  To stop being bitter and walking around with a sack on my back of others wrongdoings.  To be kind and loving and compassionate.  I need to be tenderhearted towards those I do not want to be tender to!  I need to forgive.  I need to live a life of love.  (Thanks Shannon for this reminder!)  I am to do these things because of how worthy God is of our praise and any good work we do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In two days I'll be leaving for Lafayette, Indiana (not Illinois!)  to partake in training towards counseling Christians with the truth of the Bible.  Last year I was counseled by a woman in Manhattan at Grace Baptist who is certified as a Biblical counselor through a program called National Association of Neuthetic Counseling.  Faith Baptist Church in Lafayette has developed a ministry to equip and teach believers in the church to be able to admonish others through the teaching of God's Word through NANC organization.  Admonish means to come alongside someone, to hear their need, and be able to apply God's word to their life.  I will be taking a class at the church learning about various topics and studying God's Word specific to them. The class meets one day a week, from 9am to 9pm and will end in late November.  We will be required to sit in on sessions with counselors/counselees from the church to observe different styles and methods. (We will be required to maintain a level of confidentiality throughout the class).  I am really interested to see which ones God will place me in to learn from.  We will have quizes, daily readings, and papers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, I am waiting to hear back about a possible internship with a ministry specific to women in troubled situations.  In January of this year, Faith Baptist opened a house across from the church building called the Vision of Hope: a residential treatment center for women ages 14-28 struggling with : unplanned pregnancy, drug/alcohol abuse, eating disorders, self-harm.  There are different types of staff involved with the girls, ranging from counselors to mentors/interns, to volunteers.  I desire to be involved with this ministry in some way while I am there.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to keep this blog updated with what I will be doing up there!  If you know me well, you know that I would love to hear thoughts and also to discuss about the topics I will be writing about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to miss T-town, and my friends and family greatly!!  God is always working and I know He will be faithful to all of us this fall as we encounter trial and challenges.  God is worthy to be praised!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's keep in touch!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896780996353430326-7724949390429243741?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7724949390429243741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=7724949390429243741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7724949390429243741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/7724949390429243741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/08/charge-be-intentional.html' title='A charge: Be Intentional!'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896780996353430326.post-2889743615078595785</id><published>2008-08-01T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T00:21:51.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make your calling and election sure</title><content type='html'>"His divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, by which he has granted to us his precious and VERY GREAT PROMISES, so that through them you may become partakers of the divine nature, having escaped from the corruption that is in the world because of sinful desire.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For this very reason, make EVERY effort to supplement your faith with virtue , and virtue with knowledge, and knowledge with self-control, and self-control with steadfastness, and steadfastness with godliness, and godliness with brotherly affection, and brotherly affection with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For if these qualities are yours and are increasing, they keep you from being ineffective or unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For whoever lacks these qualities is so nearsighted that he is blind, having forgotten that he was cleansed from his former sins.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore brothers, be all the more diligent to make your calling and election sure, for if you practice these qualities you will never fall.  For in this way there will be richly provided for you and entrance into the eternal kingdom of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Peter 1:3-11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8896780996353430326-2889743615078595785?l=readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/feeds/2889743615078595785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896780996353430326&amp;postID=2889743615078595785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2889743615078595785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896780996353430326/posts/default/2889743615078595785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://readytolivebygrace.blogspot.com/2008/08/make-your-calling-and-election-sure.html' title='Make your calling and election sure'/><author><name>Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03149565237735926695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w6bCUen_h2Y/SaQ-Xsa218I/AAAAAAAAAQc/vUkP5IIx3yw/S220/IMG_5362_3.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
