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<description>Having raised one family of 3 sons, my husband and I adopted a little girl from China.. I was also adopted, giving me a larger scope of adoption and the problems as well as the blessings of it. Our daughter is now 9 yrs old..</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:23:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>To be or not to be, that is the question</title>
<description>To be what? I guess that is the question, isn't it? To be honest? To be grateful? To be giving? To be hateful? To be selfish? To be thoughtful?&lt;br /&gt;
I find that there a lot of 'to be's' in life. We need to wake up each day and decide what we want to be this day.&lt;br /&gt;
Recently I have felt God nudging me to choose a joyful or merry heart. I am not saying I am DOING it, but that the Lord is nudging me to&amp;nbsp; choose it. It is the hardest thing for me to do on a regular basis. I can do it for an hour or maybe two. Then something happens :) hmmmmm..........something. My daughter is working me for something she knows I don't want her to have, or my husband wants me to run an errand that is not what I want to be doing at the moment, or I drop my favorite cup and it smashes into smithereens, or the dog is eating a dead bunny rabbit in the yard and my daughter is screaming for me to come help! or.........&lt;br /&gt;
But to be joyful or not to be joyful, now THAT IS THE QUESTION for me right now.........isn't it? What is your question today?</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 20 Jul 2008 21:23:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Identity</title>
<description>&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot;&gt;Who are you, anyway? Ever really wonder? Do you practice behind closed doors? &lt;img src=&quot;/include/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/msn/regular_smile.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt; For some reason, early one morning last week, I pondered this thing. What was my identity? That took me back to my childhood when my girlfriend and I adopted&amp;nbsp; the 'tomboy' image. We thought we were pretty hot stuff when we bought our new levis and dragged them through the dirt to give them the 'worn' look. My mind flashed several more images through my mind;the surfer girl- short lived; the biker chick; the gypsy look; the princess of Camelot image;the earth momma/back to nature image; on and on it went. When I had finished, I admit to a few tears. All those years of trying to impress others. Why? Because we all want to be loved, that's why. Bottom line here. Then I considered what I now wanted in an image. I want Christ's image imprinted on my person, so that whoever sees me thinks immediately of Him. Chuckle......I have a&amp;nbsp; LONG way to go, but that's my latest and greatest &lt;img src=&quot;/include/fckeditor/editor/images/smiley/msn/teeth_smile.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 21:37:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>A Moments Rememberance</title>
<description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;This morning we had to do a dreaded thing. Call the Pest Control. I hate poisons of any kind. It is always the last resort. But, we have had yellow jacket nests under our house. Every child coming to visit has been stung, with the exception of my own! My husband put his foot down, so today was 'D' (dreaded) day. &lt;br&gt;What was an awful thing in my mind, turned out to be something most interesting! The man, who had been doing this for 30 years, informed me that the yellow jackets were angry and aggressive at this time of year because they were starving to death! I had no idea! I was so fascinated when he told me why. Most of the yellow jackets that you see are sterile females. They go and get food for the hive. They eat it, take it back to the hive and regurgitate it into the larvae. In turn, the larvae put off some kind of enzyme that makes it possible for the yellow jackets to digest their own food. If they don't have that enzyme, they cannot digest their food. In spring and early summer, the Queen lays 'worker' eggs. But, in the Fall, they only lay Queen eggs. For some reason, the workers cannot get that enzyme from the queens. So, they are full of food, but they cannot digest it. Therefore, they starve to death! The queens are the only ones who live through the winter. How interesting is that??? I thought so! My science lesson for the day!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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<pubDate>Fri,  8 Sep 2006 14:57:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Lusting after Fall</title>
<description>&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;Ok, it's true! I'm a luster :)&amp;nbsp; Fall is my favorite time of the year and I yearn for it greedily! Just the thought of it creeping up on me is enough to send tingles up and down my spine- cause me to swallow a sharp gasp of delight, and dreamily picture myself lighting the first candle of the season. Everything is in place in my house, ready and waiting. I took out a table runner the other day and placed it on the table- my daughter said, &quot;Mom, it isn't Fall yet. You can't leave it there.&quot; (she is extremely bossy). I sighed, disappointed, and said, &quot;you're right&quot;. Sighed again and put it back reluctantly. I can't help myself, truly I can't. There ought to be a support group out there somewhere for people like me :)&lt;/font&gt;
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<pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 17:07:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>A pearl a day makes a necklace</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: palatino linotype,palatino,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Each
day God teaches me something- a pearl of wisdom. After pondering&amp;nbsp;
my pearls for a time, I string them on a necklace. I love to take my
necklace out and feel each pearl. Some are smooth because the wisdom
came easily like a sunny day with no clouds. Other pearls are rough,
having come with much pain. These pearls are priceless. Even though
they have not the visual beauty of the smooth ones, their color is
many- hued, while the smooth ones are flat white. Some of my pearls are
softer than others. Their wisdom is constantly changing.&amp;nbsp; The
harder ones have formed over a period of time. They form a base in a
day and add layers over the years. &lt;br&gt;
Do you have a pearl necklace and do you share it with others? I'll share :)&lt;br&gt;
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<link>http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Mommabear/96909/</link>
<pubDate>Wed,  8 Mar 2006 22:22:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Emotions, can you trust them?</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Emotions,
can you trust them?&quot; was the name of a video put out by Dr. Dobson at
one time. I like the title because I am there at the moment. I have had
a horrid week! However, if I really take each day apart, there is
really nothing to make me feel like this. Well, the hopeless feeling,
anyway.&amp;nbsp; It is emotion, plain and simple! &lt;br&gt;
I have been extremely lonely (seems like my friends are all going down
a different path right now than I am), frustrated at homeschooling my 9
yr. old who doesn't want to 'do school' at all, tired and worried about
my older sons (two of whom don't have God in their lives and it is so
sad to watch them go down, down down....and not be able to pull them
out!)&lt;br&gt;
and just plain depressed!&amp;nbsp; Hmmmm, I've said the &quot;D&quot; word!&amp;nbsp; I try not to do that often. It is unproductive, isn't it?&lt;br&gt;
Now I need to go make my list of things I am grateful for. Or go and do something for someone else. That always helps!&lt;br&gt;
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<pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 21:48:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Two against one.</title>
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this morning, I held my daughter while she sobbed in tears and choking
breaths. Why? Two against one.. The last time these three girls got
together, my daughter was left out while the other two went happily on
their way, unknowingly causing pain. Did they really mean to? Yes and
No. Will my daughter do it to another? Yes. Will they do it to her?
Yes. How could I tell her the truth..... that it will happen over and
over all of her life. That even as adults, this happens. What do we do
about it? Well, in the warmth and love of my arms I told her that it
was certain to happen again. But, that Jesus was the God of
relationships as well. He can heal and make things right. He can bind
and unify. &lt;br&gt;
When she had finished, she lay spent and said, &quot;I feel better now&quot;. As
an adult, I want that kind of relationship with God. God wipes away our
tears and we say, &quot;I feel better now&quot;. &lt;br&gt;
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<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 14:33:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>A few quiet moments</title>
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few quiet moments in an otherwise too busy life! Yesterday, my husband
sent me out for a walk. He does that now and then. I don't get many
moments alone, as I'm sure most of you don't. The place I walk is a
landscape of great beauty . It is right on the water, overlooking the
snow-capped Olympic mountains. Every single time I take that walk, God
blesses me with something. It is a wonderful opportunity to pray - just
a quiet talk with my God. It is also a time of silence. Oh, I covet
silence at times! Yesterday, it was morning when I walked. I could
smell that delicious sweet tang of wood smoke and see the sun shining
on the snow in the mountains. Sometimes it looks like strawberry ice
cream when the sun is just up and hitting the mountain in just a
certain way. The mountains change moods like a woman does.&amp;nbsp; My
favorite is when they are enpurpled and surrounded in wisps of mist. I
thank God for those rare, precious, quiet moments!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 
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<link>http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Mommabear/83128/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 18:28:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Honesty with oneself</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: lucida console,lucida sans unicode,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Honesty.....Do
we? Are we? To ourselves as well as others? I don't know about you, but
honesty is something that is hard to do every moment of the day. I am a
great self- analyst and spend a lot of time trying to figure out my
motives for things. Am I honest with myself first of all? I think that
may be the hardest one of all. Why am I doing a particular thing? For
myself or others? The honesty part might say, &quot;I am doing this for
myself&quot;, while I might deceive myself into thinking it is for others.&lt;br&gt;
I have the feeling that the basic motivation of mankind is selfish
:)&amp;nbsp; We want something out of the bargin. I do, mostly. Sacrifice
is something I don't do well or joyfully. I WANT TO! But, there is the
honesty thing again....I DON'T often have the joy of it. It is easy to
give when it is fun (fun always has a bit of 'self' to it, doesn't
it?), but not easy when it involves sacrifice- something we DON'T want
to do.&lt;br&gt;
Just pondering.............&lt;br&gt;
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<link>http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Mommabear/80825/</link>
<pubDate>Wed,  8 Feb 2006 14:00:00 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Do I have something to give?</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Lying
in bed early this morning, I was thinking about 'giving' and what I had
to offer. Later, at the breakfast table, my husband and I were talking
about the homeschool group we are going to try out today. There are
about 5 classes being offered and he said, &quot;why don't you teach a
class? You know how to do so many things.&quot; I quickly retorted that I
didn't do anything well enough and that others there were much better
at anything than I was. That made me start thinking about what I do
have to offer......seems like everyone is better at a certain thing
than I am. So and so is better at art.....so and so is better at
writing......so and so is better at handwork.....and on it goes. They
should be teaching, not me! :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hmmmm.....sound familiar???
Do any of you do this also? Then I have to give myself the old pep talk
and realize that God created all of us with unique gifts that HE wants
us to share with others. What are those gifts? and how do we find the
climate to use them?&lt;br&gt;
Yes, I am thinking today.......&lt;br&gt;
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<link>http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/Mommabear/77966/</link>
<pubDate>Fri,  3 Feb 2006 10:01:00 -0600</pubDate>
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