<?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-4922359321319504290</id><updated>2012-01-12T10:52:45.451-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Baking'/><category term='Valentines Day'/><category term='Penny Pinching'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Morning Musings'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Jesus Christ'/><category term='Personal Reflections'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Holly&apos;s Cancer Fight'/><category term='Announcement'/><category term='Bible Story Time'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Summer Canning'/><category term='Free Writing'/><category term='BST'/><category term='Notes from Church'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Nature Walks'/><category term='funerals'/><category term='Foraging'/><category term='Give Away'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='pets'/><category term='Lessons from the Garden'/><category term='Traveling. Vacations'/><category term='Middle Age Moments'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Life in the Country'/><category term='In the Garden'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Tag games'/><category term='Traveling'/><category term='Heavenly Brides'/><category term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Looking Unto Jesus</title><subtitle type='html'>Meditations from a woman's perspective</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-603090879930259766</id><published>2012-01-11T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:01:59.251-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling. Vacations'/><title type='text'>First Road Trip of the Year: Point Reyes</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since we have visited Point Reyes. Today my husband and I made the almost three hour trip and it was well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like the sunlight at the ocean. As we drove the lovely winding Navato Road, I felt like I was entering into a fairytale land- somewhere over the rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdqfYzZPOYc/Tw5ywW9L4RI/AAAAAAAAB-4/AJFu1gzewQU/s1600/Ocean%2B046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdqfYzZPOYc/Tw5ywW9L4RI/AAAAAAAAB-4/AJFu1gzewQU/s400/Ocean%2B046.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BlkMMUbQD4g/Tw5yvEGPVAI/AAAAAAAAB-E/CdLpw43qyak/s1600/Ocean%2B019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BlkMMUbQD4g/Tw5yvEGPVAI/AAAAAAAAB-E/CdLpw43qyak/s400/Ocean%2B019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FerelxNlScI/Tw5yvaX4ITI/AAAAAAAAB-M/92HB0Ppr67Q/s1600/Ocean%2B020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FerelxNlScI/Tw5yvaX4ITI/AAAAAAAAB-M/92HB0Ppr67Q/s400/Ocean%2B020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Point Reyes Light House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixUBTY9seRw/Tw5yvs-Vf2I/AAAAAAAAB-c/eiblbtzDZao/s1600/Ocean%2B034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ixUBTY9seRw/Tw5yvs-Vf2I/AAAAAAAAB-c/eiblbtzDZao/s400/Ocean%2B034.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6oSUrQjKLo/Tw5ywANg0jI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ErKp2Rjfyv8/s1600/Ocean%2B040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6oSUrQjKLo/Tw5ywANg0jI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ErKp2Rjfyv8/s400/Ocean%2B040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C8UA-SJYtg/Tw50b7Dqk1I/AAAAAAAAB_k/W5PvMcr4xQw/s1600/Ocean%2B082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9C8UA-SJYtg/Tw50b7Dqk1I/AAAAAAAAB_k/W5PvMcr4xQw/s400/Ocean%2B082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Beautiful gift from my husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCQPSWFyvtY/Tw50bK3USXI/AAAAAAAAB_A/wRCi7sN2Sq4/s1600/Ocean%2B057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCQPSWFyvtY/Tw50bK3USXI/AAAAAAAAB_A/wRCi7sN2Sq4/s400/Ocean%2B057.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2x5qvc3M9Sg/Tw50bKHCCAI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/miEI70AOZow/s1600/Ocean%2B072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2x5qvc3M9Sg/Tw50bKHCCAI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/miEI70AOZow/s400/Ocean%2B072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WPJhkS-mrxk/Tw50bomNVSI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6dJHlYTLFvQ/s1600/Ocean%2B078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WPJhkS-mrxk/Tw50bomNVSI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/6dJHlYTLFvQ/s400/Ocean%2B078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QKWQdtv5Rg4/Tw52NSZkc2I/AAAAAAAACAA/HaPyDgdAPVs/s1600/Ocean%2B026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QKWQdtv5Rg4/Tw52NSZkc2I/AAAAAAAACAA/HaPyDgdAPVs/s400/Ocean%2B026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Troy and I watched a grey whale in the waters that surfaced about every five minutes and playfully spouts out his fountain before disappearing into the deep blue once again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmFKSbCbTJk/Tw52NT_220I/AAAAAAAAB_w/Fw6xQArFHp0/s1600/Ocean%2B028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmFKSbCbTJk/Tw52NT_220I/AAAAAAAAB_w/Fw6xQArFHp0/s400/Ocean%2B028.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back at in our vehicle we enjoyed a thermos full of hot clam chowder with crackers and coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-603090879930259766?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/603090879930259766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=603090879930259766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/603090879930259766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/603090879930259766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-road-trip-of-year-point-reyes.html' title='First Road Trip of the Year: Point Reyes'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SdqfYzZPOYc/Tw5ywW9L4RI/AAAAAAAAB-4/AJFu1gzewQU/s72-c/Ocean%2B046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6137440260518031396</id><published>2011-07-26T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T22:45:54.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Story Time'/><title type='text'>BST PARTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Theme:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Follow me and I will make you fishers of me." Mark 4:19&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAdLlghy8B0/Ti-idx6TNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/LEoCCl0CTL8/s1600/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAdLlghy8B0/Ti-idx6TNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/LEoCCl0CTL8/s400/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our sister prepared the cutest puppet show to tell the story of &lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible/B40C004.htm"&gt;Matt. 4: 17-20&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible/B42C005.htm"&gt;Luke 5:1-10&lt;/a&gt;. The kids sat on quilts laid on the grass and listened with enthusiasm.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9wIeDmxCgs/Ti-iePNOxlI/AAAAAAAAB4U/OrZS04CBIns/s1600/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K9wIeDmxCgs/Ti-iePNOxlI/AAAAAAAAB4U/OrZS04CBIns/s400/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B016.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3FPi1ITnCN4/Ti-ieVPKLII/AAAAAAAAB4c/6DKvWI_fnLc/s1600/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3FPi1ITnCN4/Ti-ieVPKLII/AAAAAAAAB4c/6DKvWI_fnLc/s400/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B018.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then they all got a chance to do some fishing for fish and men. When they caught a fish they a prize and when they caught a man they got an extra special prize.&amp;nbsp; We played a couple more games and had blue jello with whipped cream and gummy fish on it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39Jqt-oPCsM/Ti-ie_swQJI/AAAAAAAAB4k/FDM9eRchGaQ/s1600/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-39Jqt-oPCsM/Ti-ie_swQJI/AAAAAAAAB4k/FDM9eRchGaQ/s400/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B020.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;They all got a gift to take home with their memory verse. A little fish frame to color and put a picture in of someone they would like to pray for to come to know Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdSUFgwOeF4/Ti-ifO1yyqI/AAAAAAAAB4s/tHryLMWxqMo/s1600/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PdSUFgwOeF4/Ti-ifO1yyqI/AAAAAAAAB4s/tHryLMWxqMo/s400/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;They had a lot of fun while learning more about what it means to serve Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BST IS THE PLACE TO BE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6137440260518031396?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6137440260518031396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6137440260518031396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6137440260518031396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6137440260518031396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/07/bst-party.html' title='BST PARTY'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AAdLlghy8B0/Ti-idx6TNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/LEoCCl0CTL8/s72-c/fishers%2Bof%2Bmen%2B015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-518422898704288052</id><published>2011-06-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T16:20:51.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Garden'/><title type='text'>My Potted Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am doing my garden in pots this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uFFc--RgG1w/Tg0C3K_KK5I/AAAAAAAAByM/mriFiQ33fS4/s400/summer%2Bday%2Bgardening%2Band%2Bbaking%2B013.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hydrangea &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/4922359321319504290-518422898704288052?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/518422898704288052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=518422898704288052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/518422898704288052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/518422898704288052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-potted-garden.html' title='My Potted Garden'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k8Znwz03oik/Tg0CRLgSKNI/AAAAAAAABxM/xr0O3zA5mSA/s72-c/summer%2Bday%2Bgardening%2Band%2Bbaking%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-573927329114120395</id><published>2011-04-19T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T15:05:52.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Easter Egg Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight at BST the children in the younger classes, ages 2-6, will be given an Easter Egg with treats and a special question to answer from the Bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AX891C4c0kw/Ta4Esef8DCI/AAAAAAAABw4/PTuSgd_rQH4/s1600/BST%2B002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AX891C4c0kw/Ta4Esef8DCI/AAAAAAAABw4/PTuSgd_rQH4/s400/BST%2B002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bible stories, songs, prizes and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;B.S.T. is a great place to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-573927329114120395?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/573927329114120395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=573927329114120395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/573927329114120395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/573927329114120395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-egg-surprise.html' title='Easter Egg Surprise!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AX891C4c0kw/Ta4Esef8DCI/AAAAAAAABw4/PTuSgd_rQH4/s72-c/BST%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-252657221166081336</id><published>2011-04-13T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:20:51.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly&apos;s Cancer Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Good Bye Sweet Holly</title><content type='html'>The Angels are crying with us this morning as we had to say goodbye to our sweet gentle eyed Holly. She was such a beautiful dog. We lost her to breast cancer. She never had her own puppies, but she lactated, nursed and watched diligently over the puppies our lab had. You can see the pictures of it on the link below. We got her for free when Shane was 8 years old and wanted his own dog. He loved her very much and spent a lot of time and his own money trying to cure her of cancer. She was my walking and jogging partner the last couple months. She was just such a sweet dog. I miss her already so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QIj03iJ9eA/TaXJ41bfvlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/MDCCfm-Wu80/s1600/Holly1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="365" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QIj03iJ9eA/TaXJ41bfvlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/MDCCfm-Wu80/s400/Holly1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9AbHrPsL3DY/TaXJ5WdPzYI/AAAAAAAABwY/4WCrlUDaEbU/s1600/Holly2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9AbHrPsL3DY/TaXJ5WdPzYI/AAAAAAAABwY/4WCrlUDaEbU/s400/Holly2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs5GeOv1gKU/TaXJ546LaAI/AAAAAAAABwg/Rxe5bXnsl4U/s1600/Holly%2B3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs5GeOv1gKU/TaXJ546LaAI/AAAAAAAABwg/Rxe5bXnsl4U/s400/Holly%2B3.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ro5HmBpgvBM/TaXJ6R7fzgI/AAAAAAAABwo/AWBJilp9eK8/s1600/Holly4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ro5HmBpgvBM/TaXJ6R7fzgI/AAAAAAAABwo/AWBJilp9eK8/s400/Holly4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioqUiXYjI2I/TaXJ60R7PNI/AAAAAAAABww/pXhx91my0rA/s1600/Saturday%2BMorning%2B007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioqUiXYjI2I/TaXJ60R7PNI/AAAAAAAABww/pXhx91my0rA/s400/Saturday%2BMorning%2B007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-ma-ma-for-puppies.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Mama For the Puppies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/hollys-cancer-fight.html"&gt;Holly's Cancer Fight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/huggies-for-surgical-padding.html"&gt;Huggies For Surgical Padding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-252657221166081336?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/252657221166081336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=252657221166081336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/252657221166081336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/252657221166081336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-bye-sweet-holly.html' title='Good Bye Sweet Holly'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QIj03iJ9eA/TaXJ41bfvlI/AAAAAAAABwQ/MDCCfm-Wu80/s72-c/Holly1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6260970102373224250</id><published>2011-03-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T17:34:51.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Walks'/><title type='text'>Griffeth Quarry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #274e13; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was nice to get out in nature for awhile today- to breath in the freshness of the cool damp earth, the fragrant pines and soft, sweet grasses. 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We were going through the largest surgical pads we could find. I paid $9 for a box of twelve at Walgreen's, and then we bought another box for $6 at Walmart. Today, Felecia picked up a box of 168 Huggies at Target for $25. Well, I wasn't expecting her to get such a large amount of diapers, but maybe we can make another diaper cake for someone soon? $25 divided by 168= .15 cents per diaper. $6 divided by 12= .50. So if you take .15 away from .50 you have a savings of .35 a pad. So 12 diapers = $1.80. That is a savings of $4.20 per box of surgical pads. Not bad! And they work great. In fact, because the way her tumor protrudes out of her stomach, the gathered sides of the diaper help keep it covered better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrjcAcSuh0k/TWnVS6Z3u1I/AAAAAAAABsE/PeO08Bc4bLQ/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrjcAcSuh0k/TWnVS6Z3u1I/AAAAAAAABsE/PeO08Bc4bLQ/s400/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-3412636940631232015?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3412636940631232015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=3412636940631232015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3412636940631232015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3412636940631232015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/huggies-for-surgical-padding.html' title='Huggies for Surgical Padding'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrjcAcSuh0k/TWnVS6Z3u1I/AAAAAAAABsE/PeO08Bc4bLQ/s72-c/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6842614348842242261</id><published>2011-02-25T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:14:07.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly&apos;s Cancer Fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Holly's Cancer Fight</title><content type='html'>My husband took Holly to the Vet to see about a growing wound in her breast that wasn't getting better. He called me at home from the vet and said that the vet was almost positive that she has cancer- a very large tumor and that she probably has other issues going on as well. Do even run test to see if she would be a candidate for surgery was almost $400. Treatment itself was over $1500. We just financially could not do that. And so the vet said that the other most humane option was to have her euthanize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my husband to bring her home so we could say goodbye to her first. He brought her home and my son and I decided that we wanted to try to see if we could help her through &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Choices-Natural-Healing-Dogs-ebook/dp/B004GTLWSK?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;natural healing methods &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B004GTLWSK" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;We took her off her regular dog food and put her on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Day-Budwig-Diet-complete-arthritis/dp/B003IP3F06?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Dr Johanna Budwig diet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003IP3F06" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;. We picked up surgical gloves and pads and we are and we are cleansing the wound several times a day with a mixture of warm water, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Masada-Salts-Naturally-Unscented-Mineral/dp/B000IMS142?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Epsom salts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000IMS142" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt; and concentrated &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Whole-Leaf-Aloe-Juice-Concentrate-Aloe/dp/B000Z8XPQ8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Aloe Vera juice concentrate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000Z8XPQ8" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;. We are also giving her daily doses of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/NSI-Alcohol-Free-Chlorophyll-Drops/dp/B0046HKLFW?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Chlorophyll Drops&lt;/a&gt;, aloe vera juice and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/dynamic-health-lactobacillus-acidophilus-billion/dp/B001FVZBOS?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;acidophilus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fruitfruga-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001FVZBOS" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;. The first couple days she slept and her breathing was shallow. Her wound has been increasingly draining. YUCK! It's not a fun job at all. But her strength is returning and she has more life in her. That is only after three days of treatment. In fact, we can't even keep her on her bed now because her energy level is too high to rest all day long. We will see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iucMqYeveX0/TWfu8PoyKOI/AAAAAAAABr8/B3YUwyvp9Mo/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iucMqYeveX0/TWfu8PoyKOI/AAAAAAAABr8/B3YUwyvp9Mo/s400/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNrTZsCz4ug/TWfu70CzJuI/AAAAAAAABr0/tnws1nR_7IQ/s1600/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;-&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNrTZsCz4ug/TWfu70CzJuI/AAAAAAAABr0/tnws1nR_7IQ/s400/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see pre-cancer pictures of Holly go to: &lt;a href="http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-ma-ma-for-puppies.html"&gt;Another Ma Ma for the Puppies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6842614348842242261?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6842614348842242261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6842614348842242261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6842614348842242261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6842614348842242261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/hollys-cancer-fight.html' title='Holly&apos;s Cancer Fight'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iucMqYeveX0/TWfu8PoyKOI/AAAAAAAABr8/B3YUwyvp9Mo/s72-c/Holly%2527s%2BCancer%2BFight%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6455027909304009031</id><published>2011-02-19T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:33:25.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Diaper Cake and Cupcakes for Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>Felecia and I shopped Friday for the shower and the Diaper Cake. Then we called Aunt Sherry to come over and put her talent for decor to work and help us assemble it. This was the first diaper cake any of us have made. It came out so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwrzJPk6Dts/TWCzgC5J2LI/AAAAAAAABrc/4slhXMVEqWg/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwrzJPk6Dts/TWCzgC5J2LI/AAAAAAAABrc/4slhXMVEqWg/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tucked little headbands, socks, lotion and baby bath and a few other things in around it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The roses are silk and we found silk petals to match to sprinkle on the table along with some candy kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqQXbNs4tU/TWCzIBCiEmI/AAAAAAAABrU/umEbNMylPw0/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5eqQXbNs4tU/TWCzIBCiEmI/AAAAAAAABrU/umEbNMylPw0/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnJP3io0N5M/TWCzH--NpuI/AAAAAAAABrM/x4pqE40u7CA/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnJP3io0N5M/TWCzH--NpuI/AAAAAAAABrM/x4pqE40u7CA/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B003.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEtwhBwkNlU/TWCzHjaiMnI/AAAAAAAABrE/H9edod0N4ic/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OEtwhBwkNlU/TWCzHjaiMnI/AAAAAAAABrE/H9edod0N4ic/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made cupcakes, chocolate and vanilla with buttercream frosting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do need to take a cake decorating class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keWN91nPafo/TWCzHVt9E-I/AAAAAAAABq0/8g_tcG60_vk/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keWN91nPafo/TWCzHVt9E-I/AAAAAAAABq0/8g_tcG60_vk/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lettering spells:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WELCOME LILYANNA ELIZABETH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuasSidD28k/TWCzHpopzdI/AAAAAAAABq8/Espq-csD3JA/s1600/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uuasSidD28k/TWCzHpopzdI/AAAAAAAABq8/Espq-csD3JA/s400/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B009.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6455027909304009031?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6455027909304009031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6455027909304009031&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6455027909304009031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6455027909304009031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/diaper-cake-and-cupcakes-for-baby.html' title='Diaper Cake and Cupcakes for Baby Shower'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wwrzJPk6Dts/TWCzgC5J2LI/AAAAAAAABrc/4slhXMVEqWg/s72-c/Dom%2527s%2Bbaby%2Bshower%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6183008999753124345</id><published>2011-02-17T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T23:58:05.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Middle Age Moments'/><title type='text'>Sometimes a woman just feels like being beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ArpfzaSNVwM/TV4l9tlyWsI/AAAAAAAABqs/Sbrv5MhhU1Q/s1600/lookingInMirror.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ArpfzaSNVwM/TV4l9tlyWsI/AAAAAAAABqs/Sbrv5MhhU1Q/s320/lookingInMirror.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that beauty is vain, and that it only goes skin deep, but sometimes the feminine in me wants to decorate myself with curls, a beautiful dress and a faint spritz of fragrance. I felt like Juliet this evening, ready to hear my Romeo call out to me, and I run to meet him with beauty emanating from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How is your head?"&lt;/i&gt; my husband broke into my romanticized revere to find out if I still had a headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's in the clouds!" &lt;/i&gt;I reply with an air of mysticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finding my forties to be interesting- sort of a desperate pull between the past and what remains in the future. I have never even read Romeo and Juliet, but now I am contemplating checking it out at the library. Or maybe I will read the Knights of the Round Table.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I held up a picture of myself when I was in my twenties, in the mirror next to my rapidly aging face. "Ugh! It &lt;i&gt;IS&lt;/i&gt; true. I am getting old. There is no way around it. Is there romance and adventure left for me yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I just want to be beautiful. I will be as beautiful and God will afford me to be. No matter what my age, I am still a woman, and this woman cherishes beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6183008999753124345?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6183008999753124345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6183008999753124345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6183008999753124345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6183008999753124345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-woman-just-feels-like-being.html' title='Sometimes a woman just feels like being beautiful...'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ArpfzaSNVwM/TV4l9tlyWsI/AAAAAAAABqs/Sbrv5MhhU1Q/s72-c/lookingInMirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6556757698967369760</id><published>2010-12-16T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:18:39.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Christmas Lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angel Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp4RYag60I/AAAAAAAABow/e0ZcpX2agFg/s1600/baby%2BJesus%2B001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp4RYag60I/AAAAAAAABow/e0ZcpX2agFg/s400/baby%2BJesus%2B001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551381730694327106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Angel eyes, Angel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ways of the world are feeble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't give up on sinful people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp5lZevMWI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Dd3d6MECvJA/s1600/Mary%2Band%2Bbaby%2Bjesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp5lZevMWI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Dd3d6MECvJA/s400/Mary%2Band%2Bbaby%2Bjesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551383174089486690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel eyes, Angel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many things we can live without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love is what life's about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp4rhusmfI/AAAAAAAABo4/pGMRS9Ibk6g/s1600/MaryandBabyJesus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp4rhusmfI/AAAAAAAABo4/pGMRS9Ibk6g/s400/MaryandBabyJesus1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551382179871496690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel eyes, Angel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me what would we do without,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your  light through angel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp48ykIVqI/AAAAAAAABpA/23cRp_NOomE/s1600/birth-of-jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp48ykIVqI/AAAAAAAABpA/23cRp_NOomE/s400/birth-of-jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551382476448356002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You can move, the hearts of men&lt;br /&gt;Just with a word your turning&lt;br /&gt;Sins hearts to a holy burning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp5lGp3qEI/AAAAAAAABpI/Yb2P9negJIQ/s1600/mary_baby_jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp5lGp3qEI/AAAAAAAABpI/Yb2P9negJIQ/s400/mary_baby_jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551383169035905090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Eyes with love,  wait so long&lt;br /&gt;many souls in a dark world moan,&lt;br /&gt;Are so close to the danger zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp39Ys5LvI/AAAAAAAABoo/dWKosmoktdA/s1600/Mary_and_Baby_Jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp39Ys5LvI/AAAAAAAABoo/dWKosmoktdA/s400/Mary_and_Baby_Jesus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551381387174031090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Angel eyes, Angel eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what would we do without&lt;br /&gt;your light through angel eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Rewritten by Liz Van Cleve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4922359321319504290-6556757698967369760?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6556757698967369760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6556757698967369760&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6556757698967369760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6556757698967369760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-lullaby.html' title='A Christmas Lullaby'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TQp4RYag60I/AAAAAAAABow/e0ZcpX2agFg/s72-c/baby%2BJesus%2B001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-5412258281710967905</id><published>2010-09-18T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T19:07:48.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in the Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Crafting a Chicken Hutch</title><content type='html'>The clanking of hammers and buzzing of saws filled our brightly colored, pre-autumn morning. Fixing fences and constructing a small hen house out of used, salvaged scraps of wood was the goal of these two young men today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we thought we best start them out with a hearty breakfast; Whole Wheat Apple pancakes with my home made Black Berry Syrup, fresh farm scrambled eggs and bacon was eagerly gobbled up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqO-P2SjI/AAAAAAAABgI/Q1Yzw0g7qwk/s1600/Saturday+Morning+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqO-P2SjI/AAAAAAAABgI/Q1Yzw0g7qwk/s400/Saturday+Morning+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518433723872594482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tool boxes were rummaged through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqOtE58XI/AAAAAAAABgA/uf5PxpysIeE/s1600/Saturday+Morning+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqOtE58XI/AAAAAAAABgA/uf5PxpysIeE/s400/Saturday+Morning+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518433719263293810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqNt3Fg2I/AAAAAAAABfw/PADxgq3t_Ss/s1600/Saturday+Morning+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqNt3Fg2I/AAAAAAAABfw/PADxgq3t_Ss/s400/Saturday+Morning+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518433702293898082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They started with an old rabbit hutch and added side boards to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqONwrBfI/AAAAAAAABf4/snkMCbR6pqs/s1600/Saturday+Morning+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqONwrBfI/AAAAAAAABf4/snkMCbR6pqs/s400/Saturday+Morning+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518433710856930802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo7CMXi5I/AAAAAAAABfg/PLKnj7P9UAw/s1600/Saturday+Morning+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo7CMXi5I/AAAAAAAABfg/PLKnj7P9UAw/s400/Saturday+Morning+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518432281822727058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mixture of curiosity and entertainment flickered about the hen house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo658yFmI/AAAAAAAABfY/UM3HE4S779s/s1600/Saturday+Morning+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo658yFmI/AAAAAAAABfY/UM3HE4S779s/s400/Saturday+Morning+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518432279609874018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little trouble with the electric saw left big slash in the cord.&lt;br /&gt;Task incomplete but had to be postponed to next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqNP0C4sI/AAAAAAAABfo/ZQ0J20X5xmY/s1600/Saturday+Morning+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqNP0C4sI/AAAAAAAABfo/ZQ0J20X5xmY/s400/Saturday+Morning+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518433694228079298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Shane took advantage of the extra time to give attention to the  goats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo6ZH-p6I/AAAAAAAABfQ/dxEBK7FbCxU/s1600/Saturday+Morning+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo6ZH-p6I/AAAAAAAABfQ/dxEBK7FbCxU/s400/Saturday+Morning+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518432270798464930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo6GwClkI/AAAAAAAABfI/wscWxnvM1nk/s1600/Saturday+Morning+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo6GwClkI/AAAAAAAABfI/wscWxnvM1nk/s400/Saturday+Morning+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518432265866221122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo5m1nhYI/AAAAAAAABfA/Pm1jJHPwxaY/s1600/Saturday+Morning+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVo5m1nhYI/AAAAAAAABfA/Pm1jJHPwxaY/s400/Saturday+Morning+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518432257299678594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-5412258281710967905?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5412258281710967905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=5412258281710967905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5412258281710967905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5412258281710967905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/09/crafting-chicken-hutch.html' title='Crafting a Chicken Hutch'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TJVqO-P2SjI/AAAAAAAABgI/Q1Yzw0g7qwk/s72-c/Saturday+Morning+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-5168340993272276832</id><published>2010-07-28T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:24:45.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling. Vacations'/><title type='text'>Bodega Bay, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A grain of sand or eternity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJzWH79I/AAAAAAAABYQ/VytsSRICM6M/s1600/camerapictures+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJzWH79I/AAAAAAAABYQ/VytsSRICM6M/s400/camerapictures+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499110817700245458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFZoR_2nI/AAAAAAAABY4/X-RUCRFAI5s/s1600/Bodega+Bay+2010+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFZoR_2nI/AAAAAAAABY4/X-RUCRFAI5s/s400/Bodega+Bay+2010+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499112189119683186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a Thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFZerTKuI/AAAAAAAABYw/fEm40nQN1m8/s1600/Bodega+Bay+2010+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFZerTKuI/AAAAAAAABYw/fEm40nQN1m8/s400/Bodega+Bay+2010+254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499112186541452002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFYyX4-1I/AAAAAAAABYo/cykMFm-zbYE/s1600/Bodega+Bay+2010+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFYyX4-1I/AAAAAAAABYo/cykMFm-zbYE/s400/Bodega+Bay+2010+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499112174648884050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And as a watch in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFYRNA0yI/AAAAAAAABYg/Gtt7ce0TC3E/s1600/Bodega+Bay+2010+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDFYRNA0yI/AAAAAAAABYg/Gtt7ce0TC3E/s400/Bodega+Bay+2010+356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499112165744890658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDHdv93PzI/AAAAAAAABZI/kz3vSYN9mFg/s1600/Bodega+Bay+2010+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDHdv93PzI/AAAAAAAABZI/kz3vSYN9mFg/s400/Bodega+Bay+2010+359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499114458925449010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;So teach us to number our days&lt;br /&gt;that we may apply our hearts to wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJRnDbAI/AAAAAAAABYA/CONAcPBXc44/s1600/Liz+Washing+shells.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJRnDbAI/AAAAAAAABYA/CONAcPBXc44/s400/Liz+Washing+shells.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499110808644447234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEI095RKI/AAAAAAAABX4/3ShY4NNz4KI/s1600/Washing+Shells2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEI095RKI/AAAAAAAABX4/3ShY4NNz4KI/s400/Washing+Shells2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499110800955622562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;And let the beauty of the LORD be upon us:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJokPcjI/AAAAAAAABYI/FCNLl7ZAr7s/s1600/camerapictures+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJokPcjI/AAAAAAAABYI/FCNLl7ZAr7s/s400/camerapictures+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499110814806667826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalms 90: 4,12,17&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/4922359321319504290-5168340993272276832?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5168340993272276832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=5168340993272276832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5168340993272276832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5168340993272276832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/07/bodega-bay-2010.html' title='Bodega Bay, 2010'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TFDEJzWH79I/AAAAAAAABYQ/VytsSRICM6M/s72-c/camerapictures+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-7359986102910328647</id><published>2010-07-16T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:39:28.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Story Time'/><title type='text'>God's Love is Like a Circle</title><content type='html'>Our theme this month for BST is "LOVE MAKES EVERYTHING GROW." I planted ornamental sunflowers for all the BST kids- 40 of them. They have all sprouted and here they are all peeking out the window wishing I would take them outside. But they will have to wait till tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcSCwURI/AAAAAAAABXo/7HPEiBxuFH0/s1600/bst+flowers+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcKwJ7WI/AAAAAAAABXg/ULJOyzw2wrk/s1600/bst+flowers+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcKwJ7WI/AAAAAAAABXg/ULJOyzw2wrk/s400/bst+flowers+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494401924919324002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I brought three of them with me last Tuesday night so some of the kids could water them with one of the little watering pots they will get with their flower at the end of the four week period. Kids love watering plants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I constructed a new song card for next week to go with our theme. The children take turns coming up in the front and holding a song-card while we all sing the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcSCwURI/AAAAAAAABXo/7HPEiBxuFH0/s1600/bst+flowers+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcSCwURI/AAAAAAAABXo/7HPEiBxuFH0/s400/bst+flowers+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494401926876385554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD"S LOVE IS LIKE A CIRCLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a circle big and round;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whoever seen a circle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no ending can be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so the LOVE of JESUS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;goes on eternally;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forever and forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that he loves ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BST IS THE PLACE TO BE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-7359986102910328647?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7359986102910328647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=7359986102910328647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7359986102910328647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7359986102910328647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/07/gods-love-is-like-circle.html' title='God&apos;s Love is Like a Circle'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TEAJcKwJ7WI/AAAAAAAABXg/ULJOyzw2wrk/s72-c/bst+flowers+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-7300714173845489853</id><published>2010-07-14T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:18:01.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>More Like Christ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"No matter how good or holy you may be, if you look Christ-ward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MEr-oOHI/AAAAAAAABWo/-rm7WAybzg0/s1600/When+I+am+lifted+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MEr-oOHI/AAAAAAAABWo/-rm7WAybzg0/s320/When+I+am+lifted+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493912238847178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;until  you see the depths of his submission to the Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MC8YoktI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TYHnjjhlvWQ/s1600/jesus-on-the-cross1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MC8YoktI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TYHnjjhlvWQ/s320/jesus-on-the-cross1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493912208891482834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the length of his  love for souls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MDgpBwlI/AAAAAAAABWY/rRaqn8sad_Y/s1600/Salvation_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MDgpBwlI/AAAAAAAABWY/rRaqn8sad_Y/s320/Salvation_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493912218623918674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; the heights of his lofty purity and unworldliness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5LITjeiTI/AAAAAAAABWI/UmrFzfKJoOY/s1600/jesus_with_the_children_jekel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5LITjeiTI/AAAAAAAABWI/UmrFzfKJoOY/s320/jesus_with_the_children_jekel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493911201498695986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the  tenderness of his sympathy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MEDrsx0I/AAAAAAAABWg/DrRl8kduJN4/s1600/the+annointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MEDrsx0I/AAAAAAAABWg/DrRl8kduJN4/s320/the+annointing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493912228030367554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;the richness of his communion with the  Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5LG_Srt4I/AAAAAAAABVo/03GcB_Tlbc8/s1600/Bloch_Gethsemane_jesus_christ_agony_garden_catholic_art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5LG_Srt4I/AAAAAAAABVo/03GcB_Tlbc8/s320/Bloch_Gethsemane_jesus_christ_agony_garden_catholic_art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493911178879678338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;his self-abnegation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5SCHD5tsI/AAAAAAAABXQ/7rOdo6V47IE/s1600/Washing+the+feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5SCHD5tsI/AAAAAAAABXQ/7rOdo6V47IE/s320/Washing+the+feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493918791647213250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;his humility...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5OUTEHbWI/AAAAAAAABW4/sbLm1ySN8Wg/s1600/Sorrowful2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5OUTEHbWI/AAAAAAAABW4/sbLm1ySN8Wg/s320/Sorrowful2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493914706060471650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;and his unswerving  faithfulness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5PzJC262I/AAAAAAAABXI/S_a6gS0vNoY/s1600/crucifixion-von-st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5PzJC262I/AAAAAAAABXI/S_a6gS0vNoY/s320/crucifixion-von-st.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493916335458413410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;your soul will feel itself so immeasurably beneath Christ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5SCdB1v7I/AAAAAAAABXY/ZJiBhqzBFGA/s1600/More+Like+Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5SCdB1v7I/AAAAAAAABXY/ZJiBhqzBFGA/s320/More+Like+Christ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493918797544144818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; that you cannot help longing to be more like him."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.W. Naylor&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/4922359321319504290-7300714173845489853?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7300714173845489853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=7300714173845489853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7300714173845489853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7300714173845489853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-like-christ.html' title='More Like Christ!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TD5MEr-oOHI/AAAAAAAABWo/-rm7WAybzg0/s72-c/When+I+am+lifted+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-9116562047820256634</id><published>2010-07-10T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:55:36.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Story Time'/><title type='text'>BEE BUSY FOR JESUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last month our theme for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time/tuesday-night-bst.html"&gt;Bible Story Time &lt;/a&gt;ages 2-7, was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEE BUSY FOR JESUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitpIH5g7I/AAAAAAAABVA/w26AgRdXjAE/s1600/BeeBoard2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitpIH5g7I/AAAAAAAABVA/w26AgRdXjAE/s320/BeeBoard2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492330667645174706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decorated our theme board with bees holding flowers. The kids can come up and pick a flower which has a BST song written under it that we all will sing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitosAf9nI/AAAAAAAABU4/Ahhr0mwx0AU/s1600/BeeBoard1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitosAf9nI/AAAAAAAABU4/Ahhr0mwx0AU/s320/BeeBoard1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492330660097947250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent them home with a paper BEE and a letter to their parents- When they brought their paper BEE back the following week, with something written that they did to BEE busy for JESUS, they got a little prize. We would read their good deeds out loud to the class and hang there bees up. Let me tell you, those little children were very busy- praying for their friends, helping with chores,  sharing their toys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitp0POgRI/AAAAAAAABVQ/txyo2JFoB8w/s1600/Bee+Busy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 91px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitp0POgRI/AAAAAAAABVQ/txyo2JFoB8w/s320/Bee+Busy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492330679487070482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the month they all received a bug observatory with their name on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitpU4qYvI/AAAAAAAABVI/atizIAeg7u0/s1600/BeeBox1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitpU4qYvI/AAAAAAAABVI/atizIAeg7u0/s320/BeeBox1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492330671070929650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And loaded with goodies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitqe7AEfI/AAAAAAAABVY/00rlGMSgzNg/s1600/BeeBox2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitqe7AEfI/AAAAAAAABVY/00rlGMSgzNg/s320/BeeBox2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492330690944963058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good Job all you busy little BEES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time/tuesday-night-bst.html"&gt;BST IS THE PLACE TO BE!&lt;/a&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/4922359321319504290-9116562047820256634?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/9116562047820256634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=9116562047820256634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/9116562047820256634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/9116562047820256634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/07/bee-busy-for-jesus.html' title='BEE BUSY FOR JESUS'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDitpIH5g7I/AAAAAAAABVA/w26AgRdXjAE/s72-c/BeeBoard2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-5511084931468209358</id><published>2010-07-09T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:57:42.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Canning'/><title type='text'>Preserving the Plums</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The morning started cool and breezy&lt;/span&gt; with an undertone of autumn in the air. Today, I decided, would be the day to make plum jam. Priscilla and I headed out front with flip flops on our feet and fruit  buckets swinging merrily from our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxVS7qh3I/AAAAAAAABUo/q_10FjsZTDU/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxVS7qh3I/AAAAAAAABUo/q_10FjsZTDU/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123618763245426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The branches of our tree were weighed down&lt;/span&gt; with the pretties tart cherry plums. No ladder was needed to fill the buckets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfy0f3Ep2I/AAAAAAAABUw/LVPnVOUJZFc/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfy0f3Ep2I/AAAAAAAABUw/LVPnVOUJZFc/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492125254321219426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I have to admit, picking plums&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for me was addicting.&lt;/span&gt; Out in the front yard of our quiet country home, the warm summer breezes blowing wisps of hair across my face, and all the birds cheerfully going about their busy day. But as much as I was enjoying the picking, I could only use so many plums and there was a LOT more work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxVInywYI/AAAAAAAABUg/DKOEHEuCwXw/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxVInywYI/AAAAAAAABUg/DKOEHEuCwXw/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123615995543938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;As I worked today, my mind wandered back&lt;/span&gt; to the days when my kids were little. They too loved to pick fruit, but not for very long, and they certainly did not want to help out with the kitchen work. All the pitting and cutting that takes so long. My kids remember many a time when I pulled out the famous tale of the 'Little Red Hen,' and read to them how her little chicks did not want to help her either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxU0Q7xVI/AAAAAAAABUY/cwaEoMEa2wc/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxU0Q7xVI/AAAAAAAABUY/cwaEoMEa2wc/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123610530956626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But when it was time to eat the bread,&lt;/span&gt; they were all lined up ready to have their share. But you know what that mother hen told them? She made it all by herself, and now she will eat it all by herself; and she did! I always read them the scripture about those who would not work should not eat. Reluctantly they would join in the work. Did it pay off to read them that story? Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxUc52IEI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5rxZmRikH18/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxUc52IEI/AAAAAAAABUQ/5rxZmRikH18/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123604260102210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;They sure are good and willing helpers now!&lt;/span&gt; Priscilla, Felecia and I worked all day, pitting plums.  Shane wasn't feeling well due to shots, but he is a hard worker around here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxUAVIyGI/AAAAAAAABUI/btv8OshzBzs/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxUAVIyGI/AAAAAAAABUI/btv8OshzBzs/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492123596589942882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We boiled up three large pots of plums and sugar.&lt;/span&gt; We started at noon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwtvadOgI/AAAAAAAABUA/PNgRcZOtFQ8/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwtvadOgI/AAAAAAAABUA/PNgRcZOtFQ8/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492122939213822466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and finished a little after 7:00. &lt;/span&gt;I had dinner in the oven to boot.&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth all that work? Well what was it that the Little Red Hen always asked when she was done baking her bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwtQRUmhI/AAAAAAAABT4/8vV1T0Ops8M/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwtQRUmhI/AAAAAAAABT4/8vV1T0Ops8M/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492122930854009362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now, who will help me EAT the bread?" &lt;/span&gt;asked the Little Red Hen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwsyeGDqI/AAAAAAAABTw/nPwTYS4KPAw/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwsyeGDqI/AAAAAAAABTw/nPwTYS4KPAw/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492122922854518434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I will!" "I will!" I will!" And we did.&lt;/span&gt; I made a batch of fresh whole wheat biscuits to go with dinner and to eat the fruit of our labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwspAnyGI/AAAAAAAABTo/OEdOVxCR-uM/s1600/Making+Plum+Jam+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfwspAnyGI/AAAAAAAABTo/OEdOVxCR-uM/s320/Making+Plum+Jam+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492122920314980450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, and just for a side note, according to my calculations&lt;/span&gt; of what a jar of plum preserves cost at a local grocery store, I made &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$80&lt;/span&gt; worth of jelly today in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 hours&lt;/span&gt;.  That makes me worth, with the help of the girls, approximately $11.50 an hour. With the added benefits of not having to leave the home plus pesticide, preservative, and Karo syrup&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; free&lt;/span&gt; jelly I'm probably even worth a lot more than that. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Not bad huh!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-5511084931468209358?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5511084931468209358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=5511084931468209358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5511084931468209358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5511084931468209358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/07/preserving-plums.html' title='Preserving the Plums'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TDfxVS7qh3I/AAAAAAAABUo/q_10FjsZTDU/s72-c/Making+Plum+Jam+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6402516867110437733</id><published>2010-06-28T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:08:07.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Walks'/><title type='text'>A Turtle at Jenkinsen Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TCjUJmnpV6I/AAAAAAAABTA/eFKTMS7Ocpo/s1600/Jenkinsen+Lake+%2710+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TCjUJmnpV6I/AAAAAAAABTA/eFKTMS7Ocpo/s400/Jenkinsen+Lake+%2710+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487869407401695138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday we enjoyed a day at Jenkinsen Lake,  hiking the trails, picnicking and fishing. The highlight of the day for me was seeing this turtle sunbathing out on a log. His shell had to be 8-10 inches round.  He stayed almost perfectly still in that same spot for hours. We saw him on our way back again, hardly any different. One foot was down and a blade of dry grass that had been on his mouth was gone. He almost looked fake he was so still. There were smaller turtles there too, but they scurried into the water as soon as they saw us. I was amazed at how fast they could move- very comical. This was a first time for me seeing turtle that large out in the wild.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6402516867110437733?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6402516867110437733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6402516867110437733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6402516867110437733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6402516867110437733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-we-enjoyed-day-at-jenkinsen-lake.html' title='A Turtle at Jenkinsen Lake'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TCjUJmnpV6I/AAAAAAAABTA/eFKTMS7Ocpo/s72-c/Jenkinsen+Lake+%2710+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6029707957468493791</id><published>2010-06-11T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:34:10.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Walks'/><title type='text'>The Call of the Red Winged Black Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMgE_NppwI/AAAAAAAABSY/LaUVcAC159U/s1600/DSC01157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMgE_NppwI/AAAAAAAABSY/LaUVcAC159U/s400/DSC01157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481760441500280578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMgEdvg2_I/AAAAAAAABSQ/E6VknQb4uVc/s1600/DSC01155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMgEdvg2_I/AAAAAAAABSQ/E6VknQb4uVc/s400/DSC01155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481760432515505138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy and I went for a walk this evening at the Rocklin Library Park. A very large area with trails and tall dry grasses, oak, sycamore and liquid amber trees. There are a few creeks that run through it but over all it is a fairly dry park. It makes a nice evening walk. Tonight he took me over to a Maidu Indain grinding rock and there is also a natural spring beside it that was believed to have healing qualities. The spring has been renovated by man and Troy thought it too ugly to take a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMoXtlyK4I/AAAAAAAABSg/Gkoc7bAAxYA/s1600/red-wing-black-bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the trail I caught a distinct bird sound. It is not often around my place that I hear just one type of bird and so it is very hard for me to figure out which sounds belong to which birds. But tonight I heard a very distinct sound and as we drew closer to it, we discovered red winged black birds. The sounds of the majority of them were alarm calls from us approaching. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheep, cheep, cheep&lt;/span&gt;" and then a short high pitched whistle. Over and over again I mimicked them to remember what the sound like. But in one tree there was a red winged black bird sitting at the top alone making a long beautiful high pitched whistle. I tried to mimic it the best I could but it was too high pitched for me. However I called back to him over and over again for quite awhile. He never left that spot the whole time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMp3bpv9jI/AAAAAAAABSo/KMwFzPkmodg/s1600/redwingedblackbird.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMp3bpv9jI/AAAAAAAABSo/KMwFzPkmodg/s200/redwingedblackbird.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481771203732436530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out here we usually only see the red winged black bird on the fence post while driving past them. I haven't seen them in our yard, so I had never heard their beautiful sound. I was pretty excited to add a new call to my repertoire of bird calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the ones I already recognize are the starling,  because I raised one from a baby. I will never forget what they sound like and we have plenty of them around here. I also know the mocking bird and the melodious beautiful meadow lark. The large birds such as the screech owl, the hawk and crow are always easy to pick out. Even the clicking of barn owl at night is exciting to hear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6029707957468493791?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6029707957468493791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6029707957468493791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6029707957468493791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6029707957468493791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/06/call-of-red-winged-black-bird.html' title='The Call of the Red Winged Black Bird'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/TBMgE_NppwI/AAAAAAAABSY/LaUVcAC159U/s72-c/DSC01157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-3566418205091799826</id><published>2010-04-16T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:54:15.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foraging'/><title type='text'>Spring Foraging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today I did some spring foraging outside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Troy brought in some miners lettuce. He found it growing up by the barn. I tried the pretty leaves. They were very mild tasting. Much better than store bought lettuce. I think I will pick some for our dinner salad tomorrow night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHy29-umI/AAAAAAAABNk/zvgBG5qB6Mo/s1600/IMG_5668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHy29-umI/AAAAAAAABNk/zvgBG5qB6Mo/s400/IMG_5668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460904593493768802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right outside our house we have a beautiful mess of wild onions. They are really everywhere and multiply year by year. This year I decided to put them to good use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHyprp-RI/AAAAAAAABNc/6Bn1WRfLJmE/s1600/IMG_5665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHyprp-RI/AAAAAAAABNc/6Bn1WRfLJmE/s400/IMG_5665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460904589927250194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I brought in several baskets full of them and washed them, cut off the bulbs and put them in the freezer for stews, chopped up the greens to use in tonight's potato salad. I also added them to our black bean and rice burritos we had for lunch. They are pretty mild tasting. Freshly picked and eaten, they pack a huge supply of vitamin C and the much coveted chlorophyll that keeps the misquotes from munching on you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHyEj5-vI/AAAAAAAABNU/UZRwUqicE2g/s1600/IMG_5664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHyEj5-vI/AAAAAAAABNU/UZRwUqicE2g/s400/IMG_5664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460904579962632946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An idea for a healthy lunch or snack: Mash up an avocado and add some chopped wild onion, cayenne and sea salt. Spread on Sesame Rye crackers and add a couple tear drop tomatoes. MMM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHx98-g0I/AAAAAAAABNM/jajc8MzLMKg/s1600/IMG_5667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHx98-g0I/AAAAAAAABNM/jajc8MzLMKg/s400/IMG_5667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460904578188739394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***Always make sure you know what you are eating whenever you are foraging. There are a lot of deadly poisonous plants out there. Wild onions will always SMELL like onions. If it doesn't smell like an onion, don't eat it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-3566418205091799826?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3566418205091799826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=3566418205091799826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3566418205091799826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3566418205091799826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-foraging.html' title='Spring Foraging'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8kHy29-umI/AAAAAAAABNk/zvgBG5qB6Mo/s72-c/IMG_5668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-39037675013019551</id><published>2010-04-10T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:58:21.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Carmel By the Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGz9RSMRI/AAAAAAAABLU/iKAtqH4ghD0/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGz9RSMRI/AAAAAAAABLU/iKAtqH4ghD0/s400/Monterey++April+2010+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722081784082706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the Inn we stayed in at Carmel By the Sea. Troy took it after a late night walk through the quaint little 1 square mile town. All the shops remind me of houses from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. You can walk down to the beach that is about 1 mile down the road. We saw maybe three other people out that night. It was so quiet, but the little shops are left lit up so we peeped through all the windows, the ocean lapping in the distance. It was a very magical night I will always remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FLTXWYGEI/AAAAAAAABNE/3K32l_n7-iE/s1600/DSC01012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FLTXWYGEI/AAAAAAAABNE/3K32l_n7-iE/s400/DSC01012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458727019407218754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjM8IxxI/AAAAAAAABMs/KDuQksgTjhQ/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjM8IxxI/AAAAAAAABMs/KDuQksgTjhQ/s400/Monterey++April+2010+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458725092467459858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent hours hiking the trails of Point Lobos. Every turn was filled with breath stopping beauty. Pictures cannot come near seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E-lNY6OVI/AAAAAAAABJk/-5N4mtGUvnI/s1600/DSC01011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E-lNY6OVI/AAAAAAAABJk/-5N4mtGUvnI/s400/DSC01011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458713032319973714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGzZDGq8I/AAAAAAAABLM/b2A4ZThj2w0/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGzZDGq8I/AAAAAAAABLM/b2A4ZThj2w0/s400/Monterey++April+2010+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722072060931010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGy6z3LwI/AAAAAAAABLE/aqKdD80ag_4/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHcTn7OSI/AAAAAAAABL8/ab20L4kpPkc/s400/Monterey++April+2010+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722774979393826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FIT4Z9c3I/AAAAAAAABMc/tUQeCwyhRBs/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FIT4Z9c3I/AAAAAAAABMc/tUQeCwyhRBs/s400/Monterey++April+2010+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458723729745736562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGEBpmHtI/AAAAAAAABK0/55Y7bu4uZMo/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGEBpmHtI/AAAAAAAABK0/55Y7bu4uZMo/s400/Monterey++April+2010+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458721258326073042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGD3lXpsI/AAAAAAAABKs/jNynVzkvKHQ/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGD3lXpsI/AAAAAAAABKs/jNynVzkvKHQ/s400/Monterey++April+2010+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458721255623993026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGDq4tBBI/AAAAAAAABKk/kubgVZCG8rc/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGDq4tBBI/AAAAAAAABKk/kubgVZCG8rc/s400/Monterey++April+2010+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458721252215424018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our second night we went to the ocean and shared a pint sized Rock Road  ice cream and watched the sunset over the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_qax5J7I/AAAAAAAABJ0/N4I0GYd0E7g/s1600/DSC01022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_qax5J7I/AAAAAAAABJ0/N4I0GYd0E7g/s400/DSC01022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458714221325395890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day there we drove all over the coast line stopping about every few miles to take in the view. So many different landforms, so much awesome scenery. We used our binoculars to enjoy the seals and sea otters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbR5k4jI/AAAAAAAABLs/HSnX04cJ2MU/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbR5k4jI/AAAAAAAABLs/HSnX04cJ2MU/s400/Monterey++April+2010+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722757336687154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbInHnaI/AAAAAAAABLk/39F-HVBuuAc/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbInHnaI/AAAAAAAABLk/39F-HVBuuAc/s400/Monterey++April+2010+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722754843352482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbyo5ieI/AAAAAAAABL0/NWFjX9U3kk8/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FHbyo5ieI/AAAAAAAABL0/NWFjX9U3kk8/s400/Monterey++April+2010+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722766125107682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FITj52hQI/AAAAAAAABMU/ljzRsOlDTPo/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FITj52hQI/AAAAAAAABMU/ljzRsOlDTPo/s400/Monterey++April+2010+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458723724242355458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_q-c-_KI/AAAAAAAABKE/aWhJHsiUdfg/s1600/DSC01063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_q-c-_KI/AAAAAAAABKE/aWhJHsiUdfg/s400/DSC01063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458714230901374114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FITDARLRI/AAAAAAAABMM/RLz6o4Nm2wM/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FITDARLRI/AAAAAAAABMM/RLz6o4Nm2wM/s400/Monterey++April+2010+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458723715410898194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FISwOA2GI/AAAAAAAABME/mdU5fFiR9yc/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FISwOA2GI/AAAAAAAABME/mdU5fFiR9yc/s400/Monterey++April+2010+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458723710368274530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FG0ZnfxAI/AAAAAAAABLc/RZwrU4FX5L4/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FG0ZnfxAI/AAAAAAAABLc/RZwrU4FX5L4/s400/Monterey++April+2010+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458722089393439746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjQnN_iI/AAAAAAAABM0/LOBllK3NiZI/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjQnN_iI/AAAAAAAABM0/LOBllK3NiZI/s400/Monterey++April+2010+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458725093453463074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_qpUmUGI/AAAAAAAABJ8/chalHIAdGN8/s1600/DSC01050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E_qpUmUGI/AAAAAAAABJ8/chalHIAdGN8/s400/DSC01050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458714225229058146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E-kiDAo3I/AAAAAAAABJU/s0FxHsLIlzs/s1600/DSC00962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8E-kiDAo3I/AAAAAAAABJU/s0FxHsLIlzs/s400/DSC00962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458713020685394802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjxPoJuI/AAAAAAAABM8/w6Rh8nLisTY/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJjxPoJuI/AAAAAAAABM8/w6Rh8nLisTY/s400/Monterey++April+2010+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458725102212884194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Boats on Fisherman's Wharf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJito75KI/AAAAAAAABMk/i1ShrwqlgNI/s1600/Monterey++April+2010+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FJito75KI/AAAAAAAABMk/i1ShrwqlgNI/s400/Monterey++April+2010+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458725084065424546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-39037675013019551?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/39037675013019551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=39037675013019551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/39037675013019551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/39037675013019551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='Carmel By the Sea'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S8FGz9RSMRI/AAAAAAAABLU/iKAtqH4ghD0/s72-c/Monterey++April+2010+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6599544607885649996</id><published>2010-02-10T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:59:12.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Story Time'/><title type='text'>BST Valentine Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S3L3DmrolbI/AAAAAAAABEY/OZhP2FuEyYI/s1600-h/BST+Valentine%27s+Party+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time/tuesday-night-bst.html"&gt;BST IS THE PLACE TO BE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6599544607885649996?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6599544607885649996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6599544607885649996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6599544607885649996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6599544607885649996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/02/bst-valentine-cookies.html' title='BST Valentine Cookies'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S3L3DmrolbI/AAAAAAAABEY/OZhP2FuEyYI/s72-c/BST+Valentine%27s+Party+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-3204265085162297754</id><published>2010-02-04T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T08:40:03.713-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Chicken Biscuit Casserole and Pumpkin Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Nights Dinner...YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1C5bOv8I/AAAAAAAABCw/HS1V16nb3oA/s1600-h/pumpkin+Pie+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1C5bOv8I/AAAAAAAABCw/HS1V16nb3oA/s400/pumpkin+Pie+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434425330499502018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken Casserole with a Biscuit Topping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used left over chicken and chicken broth.&lt;br /&gt;I cut up potatoes and carrots and simmered them a few minutes in the broth to soften.&lt;br /&gt;Then I thickened broth with milk and cornstarch, seasoned it and added peas and left over chicken pieces. I poured it all into 2 casserole pans and mixed up a biscuit dough and dropped over the top. Baked it at 400 for about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;My family devoured it and liked it so much,&lt;br /&gt;they ate the left overs, cold, for breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1CpCKahI/AAAAAAAABCo/kyth2MEoPZs/s1600-h/pumpkin+Pie+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1CpCKahI/AAAAAAAABCo/kyth2MEoPZs/s400/pumpkin+Pie+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434425326099393042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felecia and I made two &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Moms-Homemade-Pumpkin-Pie-106325"&gt;pumpkin pies&lt;/a&gt; with the pureed pumpkin we froze from Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1CNal6lI/AAAAAAAABCg/hCHfNnM1WJg/s1600-h/pumpkin+Pie+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1CNal6lI/AAAAAAAABCg/hCHfNnM1WJg/s400/pumpkin+Pie+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434425318685665874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more of my personal favorite recipes see my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.recipezaar.com/recipes.php?chef=119422"&gt;Recipe Zaar Cookbook&lt;/a&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/4922359321319504290-3204265085162297754?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3204265085162297754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=3204265085162297754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3204265085162297754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3204265085162297754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/02/chicken-biscuit-casserole-and-pumpkin.html' title='Chicken Biscuit Casserole and Pumpkin Pie'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S2r1C5bOv8I/AAAAAAAABCw/HS1V16nb3oA/s72-c/pumpkin+Pie+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4526662364989547715</id><published>2010-01-26T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:36:15.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Mark and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S1-0cBIZctI/AAAAAAAAA9I/VelXp57c0Jc/s1600-h/01-26-2010+07%3B18%3B26PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S1-0cBIZctI/AAAAAAAAA9I/VelXp57c0Jc/s400/01-26-2010+07%3B18%3B26PM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431258069065102034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S1-y4ss69cI/AAAAAAAAA84/9UHsaYQTiL4/s1600-h/Utah+Funeral+for+Jacob+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S1-y4ss69cI/AAAAAAAAA84/9UHsaYQTiL4/s400/Utah+Funeral+for+Jacob+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431256362774099394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-4526662364989547715?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4526662364989547715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4526662364989547715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4526662364989547715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4526662364989547715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/01/mark-and-i.html' title='Mark and I'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S1-0cBIZctI/AAAAAAAAA9I/VelXp57c0Jc/s72-c/01-26-2010+07%3B18%3B26PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-8232452604468975594</id><published>2010-01-25T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:06:46.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funerals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Jacob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jacob was my brother Mark's firstborn son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S151iMqum6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/N6olsYT65D4/s1600-h/18676_270007055845_676320845_3867563_4742693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S151iMqum6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/N6olsYT65D4/s400/18676_270007055845_676320845_3867563_4742693_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430907431031839650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the coffin all our brother's and Brother in-laws. cousins etc... made in Nichole's garage for Jacob. Everyone was given a chance at the grave site to write something on it to Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;The guitar had a sunset carved on it with Jacobs name on it. They worked so hard. It was very emotional for them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S150-mgYU9I/AAAAAAAAA8o/BpXtv0Q9LL0/s1600-h/19280_268564661099_754531099_3261584_7496259_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S150-mgYU9I/AAAAAAAAA8o/BpXtv0Q9LL0/s400/19280_268564661099_754531099_3261584_7496259_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430906819492467666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="message_view_subject"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ads.heraldextra.com/articles/2010/01/22/obituaries/353840.txt"&gt;Jacobs Obituary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-8232452604468975594?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/8232452604468975594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=8232452604468975594&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/8232452604468975594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/8232452604468975594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/01/jacob.html' title='Jacob'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S151iMqum6I/AAAAAAAAA8w/N6olsYT65D4/s72-c/18676_270007055845_676320845_3867563_4742693_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6124505312036440682</id><published>2010-01-05T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T14:32:26.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Lentil Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S0O5rCN39TI/AAAAAAAAA68/2kwm3FBVpvY/s1600-h/lentil+soup+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S0O5rCN39TI/AAAAAAAAA68/2kwm3FBVpvY/s400/lentil+soup+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423382525264786738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my daughter was very young, she thought this was called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"mental soup."&lt;/span&gt; Well to my kids that was a very suitable name for this unappreciated healthy soup. Packed with  protein, complete if combined with a grain such as brown rice, a great source of iron, about 15 grams of fiber per cup, low in fat and low glycemic level which is a plus for me with the hypoglycemia plus many other vitamins and minerals especially B vitamins. I love them. The above is a soup I made and then poured over fresh baby spinach and diced avocado. I sprinkle mine with pure sea salt. What a power packed lunch. MMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash two cups of brown lentils. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place in a large bowl and cover with warm water and let sit over night. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drain and rinse. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put in a pot along with plenty of chopped onion, garlic, celery, parsley, a pinch of thyme and some basil. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer to desired texture. (I do not like mine mushy so I try not to cook too long- no longer than an hour) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add salt and pepper. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a huge batch and then freeze it in smaller containers for lunches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6124505312036440682?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6124505312036440682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6124505312036440682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6124505312036440682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6124505312036440682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2010/01/lentil-soup.html' title='Lentil Soup'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/S0O5rCN39TI/AAAAAAAAA68/2kwm3FBVpvY/s72-c/lentil+soup+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2865636776826430222</id><published>2009-06-01T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:39:09.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>A New Family Member- Lady Charlotte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Introducing LADY CHARLOTTE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were not planning on keeping any of our puppies, but we have fallen hopelessly in love with this gentle little lamb of a puppy. She is very docile, just lays in your arms. And she loves being with us. She can be spunky at times too. Sister Joy named her one night before we decided to keep her and the name has stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342566842661415474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SiScPL2dKjI/AAAAAAAAAyA/DvMHzYq0QPg/s320/mom+and+pups+007+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at those intelligent eyes. Many of our buyers have shown an interest in her because of her sweet dispostion. She is deffinately a keeper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342566844946506322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SiScPUXQ4lI/AAAAAAAAAyI/V4PpY5ftWh8/s320/mom+and+pups+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are considering having her sleep with Priscilla and seeing if we might be able to have her trained to alarm us in case she has a siezure. We will see how everything works out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love all my puppies. They have been a joy and delight to have. We will miss them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2865636776826430222?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2865636776826430222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2865636776826430222&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2865636776826430222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2865636776826430222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-family-member-lady-charlotte.html' title='A New Family Member- Lady Charlotte'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SiScPL2dKjI/AAAAAAAAAyA/DvMHzYq0QPg/s72-c/mom+and+pups+007+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2958846342764420042</id><published>2009-04-12T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:22:28.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Puppies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;They turned two weeks old on Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo9BleB7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/_cUrXdTtCyU/s1600-h/pups+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323933107112249266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo9BleB7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/_cUrXdTtCyU/s320/pups+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8zupP1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/TngdPWJH1DQ/s1600-h/pups+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323933103392636754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8zupP1I/AAAAAAAAAxA/TngdPWJH1DQ/s320/pups+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8m38KlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hZ9_7oozTyA/s1600-h/100_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323933099941964370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8m38KlI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hZ9_7oozTyA/s320/100_6468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8hcMv2I/AAAAAAAAAww/rxOl8fu1wjc/s1600-h/pups+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323933098483433314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo8hcMv2I/AAAAAAAAAww/rxOl8fu1wjc/s320/pups+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/4922359321319504290-2958846342764420042?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2958846342764420042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2958846342764420042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2958846342764420042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2958846342764420042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/04/puppies.html' title='Puppies!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SeJo9BleB7I/AAAAAAAAAxI/_cUrXdTtCyU/s72-c/pups+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1902266678089646094</id><published>2009-04-08T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:13:43.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traveling'/><title type='text'>Carmel and Monterey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psalms 92: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1640rwmMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gpUbCucGGQk/s1600-h/100_6412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322545451255240898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1640rwmMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gpUbCucGGQk/s320/100_6412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1648h-C3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vUApO79wPsY/s1600-h/100_6377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322545453361662834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1648h-C3I/AAAAAAAAAwY/vUApO79wPsY/s320/100_6377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stroll through the town of Carmel where we stayed. We got a light dinner here at this bakery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1x-X11fTI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ICEnUbwKsv8/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322535650987441458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1x-X11fTI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ICEnUbwKsv8/s320/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trunk of the famous native Monterey Cypress. Some of these trees are over 300 years old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1rfkmTfJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/m8XNN2fQ1yo/s1600-h/100_6420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322528524766248082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1rfkmTfJI/AAAAAAAAAvA/m8XNN2fQ1yo/s320/100_6420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! I lost my sandals and then dropped my purse in the water. My cell phone is now no good. SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1rfTTLjhI/AAAAAAAAAu4/fbaaCmJBTiE/s1600-h/DSC00334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322528520122633746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1rfTTLjhI/AAAAAAAAAu4/fbaaCmJBTiE/s320/DSC00334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Liz! Look at these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1oSChmMJI/AAAAAAAAAuw/mTXMCqLXw-s/s1600-h/100_6401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322524993746514066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1oSChmMJI/AAAAAAAAAuw/mTXMCqLXw-s/s320/100_6401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring Lovers Point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1oR5ttjXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/o-Zv5AsX98A/s1600-h/100_6383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322524991381409138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1oR5ttjXI/AAAAAAAAAuo/o-Zv5AsX98A/s320/100_6383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what lovers are supposed to do when they get up here. Its pretty scarey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1mIa4fejI/AAAAAAAAAug/uZ5j5gpAUD8/s1600-h/100_6379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322522629463046706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1mIa4fejI/AAAAAAAAAug/uZ5j5gpAUD8/s320/100_6379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322521461958272242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1lEdlqZPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/yEiLvbL4j08/s320/100_6369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ANCHOR HOLDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1lEI2DJ2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Ws2LXQpre4g/s1600-h/100_6364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322521456389859170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1lEI2DJ2I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Ws2LXQpre4g/s320/100_6364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1iWybeCcI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ohMgQuOU7sI/s1600-h/100_6353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322518478255425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1iWybeCcI/AAAAAAAAAuI/ohMgQuOU7sI/s320/100_6353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1iW2Jmf0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/XA_Veny9LNs/s1600-h/100_6352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322518479254224706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1iW2Jmf0I/AAAAAAAAAuA/XA_Veny9LNs/s320/100_6352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For years I have longed to go out to sea and see an Orca whales. The last day here we went on a whale watching trip from Fishermans Wharf. I prayed the night before and asked God to please us see the orca's. The big gray whales are more comonly seen and that was exciting too, but I have had a fascination with Orca whales. They are beautiful and very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322528531797385026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1rf-yqH0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/sv35mQxTGAQ/s320/100_6427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322532581415359058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1vLsy0klI/AAAAAAAAAvY/zklq48cdsTM/s320/100_6429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322532573996696834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1vLRKExQI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/mo9uaDq40JE/s320/100_6436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322532581887128466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1vLujTM5I/AAAAAAAAAvg/7qFXRysKSlk/s320/100_6440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;GOD GAVE ME MY REQUEST!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You can see them in these pictures. We had several sights of sometimes 7-8 whales at a time. We also saw a gray whale and a dolphin. AMAZING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The most beautiful amazing wonderful thing I have ever seen (next to having a baby)to be out on the ocean in a boat for the first time in my life and to see ORCA'S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322539869931496562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd11z8oe5HI/AAAAAAAAAwA/tGGlLjIRTmw/s320/DSC00400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322539873274529090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd110JFhhUI/AAAAAAAAAwI/yDGiMpUp15A/s320/DSC00401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322535654118587826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1x-jgW_bI/AAAAAAAAAv4/EVCcgxuBIC8/s320/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Truly it was a dream come true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my pictures of the beautiful coastal trees and the lesson they taught me on my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://heavenlyplaces.wordpress.com/"&gt;Heavenly Places blog!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4922359321319504290-1902266678089646094?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1902266678089646094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1902266678089646094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1902266678089646094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1902266678089646094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/04/carmel-and-monterey.html' title='Carmel and Monterey'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sd1640rwmMI/AAAAAAAAAwg/gpUbCucGGQk/s72-c/100_6412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4654532406003313838</id><published>2009-03-27T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:22:15.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Another Ma Ma for the Puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Callie has a Nanny. Our German Shepherd-Ridgeback Mix. She has never had pups of her own yet she still took these right under wing and is helping Callie out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If she gets up to go out, and Callie follows, she will turn around and go back to keep an eye on the pups. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is very vigilant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317948650162598418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sc0mHyK1shI/AAAAAAAAAtw/rzKBPH1tslc/s320/100_6335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317948642904209874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sc0mHXITedI/AAAAAAAAAto/0r0ziLZa7pQ/s320/100_6329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And she is LACTATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317948653271722898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sc0mH9wHK5I/AAAAAAAAAt4/a0Rl5gTPNNI/s320/100_6337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's what I call team-work!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4922359321319504290-4654532406003313838?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4654532406003313838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4654532406003313838&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4654532406003313838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4654532406003313838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-ma-ma-for-puppies.html' title='Another Ma Ma for the Puppies'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/Sc0mHyK1shI/AAAAAAAAAtw/rzKBPH1tslc/s72-c/100_6335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2866119862443251537</id><published>2009-03-20T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:10:55.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Our First Time for Pups!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"He hath made everything beautiful in his time"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eccl. 3: 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a bed set up for Callie in the garage, but she decided to whelp in the garden. I got a sunburn sitting with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first baby born at 1:30-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315479969563083122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRg3qSDAXI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xMQ7l5a4Jvg/s320/100_6300.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315483754945895330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRkT_7o26I/AAAAAAAAAsw/--uakNVMs9M/s320/100_6316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315479972112099986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRg3zxx6pI/AAAAAAAAAsg/vVxO2IfR2cs/s320/100_6309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315486102584102834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRmcpkND7I/AAAAAAAAAtI/MnSUDy0Xo8E/s320/pups+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315483748705489490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRkTorz0lI/AAAAAAAAAso/kRX3p7ZRBL8/s320/100_6314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315486093535770002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRmcH26dZI/AAAAAAAAAs4/eT5zeb88z28/s320/pups+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315486104219724818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRmcvqKrBI/AAAAAAAAAtA/jhKv6nuZqPo/s320/pups+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The last one was born at 6:20PM&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; We have seven babies. I won the guesstimation...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;unless she decides to have another one tonight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3 chocolate and 4 black only one female and she is a chocolate. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What a most beautiful wonderful amazing day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What an awesome God we serve!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2866119862443251537?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2866119862443251537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2866119862443251537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2866119862443251537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2866119862443251537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-first-time-for-pups.html' title='Our First Time for Pups!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/ScRg3qSDAXI/AAAAAAAAAsY/xMQ7l5a4Jvg/s72-c/100_6300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2668355239754229352</id><published>2009-03-09T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:32:26.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>The Art of Salad Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I love a fresh salad for lunch. This is the one I had today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311395590041550050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SbXeJe4AvOI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9pwVg2ACIXQ/s320/Salad+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;It has a bed of organic baby Romain lettuce, mushrooms, carrots, zucchini, chicken, red radish, white cheddar cheese and pine nuts. I sprinkled it with garlic and herb seasoning and sqeezed some lemon on it and drizzled extra-virign olive oil over the top. It was very refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2668355239754229352?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2668355239754229352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2668355239754229352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2668355239754229352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2668355239754229352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-of-salad-making.html' title='The Art of Salad Making'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SbXeJe4AvOI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9pwVg2ACIXQ/s72-c/Salad+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6890940461276251177</id><published>2009-02-25T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:07:28.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><title type='text'>Meatloaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SaYdqdPdyBI/AAAAAAAAArA/pd49lhBajGQ/s1600-h/100_6288+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306961826143914002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SaYdqdPdyBI/AAAAAAAAArA/pd49lhBajGQ/s320/100_6288+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I made meatloaf for dinner and it was so yummy. I think it was my best yet so I decided to put the recipe (if you can call it that) here. I do not have measurements. I just want to remember how I made it for next time-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ground beef&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cubed bread scraps&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a lot of fresh chopped parsely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teaspoon of sea salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teaspoon of pepper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;large egg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teaspoon horseradish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;about 1/2 cup ketchup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;teaspoon liquid smoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tsp nutritional yeast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;large onion finely chopped&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;heaping teaspoon garlic and herb seasoning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;about 1/4 backstrap molasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;about 2 tablespoons worchestire sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mix altogether; place in pan spread top with ketchup; lay slices of bacon on top. Bake 375 20 min then add bake potatoes to oven and increase temp to 425 and bake another hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6890940461276251177?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6890940461276251177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6890940461276251177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6890940461276251177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6890940461276251177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/02/meatloaf.html' title='Meatloaf'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SaYdqdPdyBI/AAAAAAAAArA/pd49lhBajGQ/s72-c/100_6288+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-387634596103783338</id><published>2009-02-14T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:49:57.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Brides'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SZe6Bjtm4wI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jQblgT7ybOM/s1600-h/AYHWBVKCAJE585ECAJ7N1CUCASDO8A1CA9MPEQ8CAOQE0OECAXS3YZKCA6VIEOXCAML2AHACADFIEHECAPFI27SCA84QGVECAGJ805WCAUNN5GECAX1SVMZCA563ZSGCAJRPLYOCAR5XKUSCAYT614C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302911622181217026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SZe6Bjtm4wI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jQblgT7ybOM/s400/AYHWBVKCAJE585ECAJ7N1CUCASDO8A1CA9MPEQ8CAOQE0OECAXS3YZKCA6VIEOXCAML2AHACADFIEHECAPFI27SCA84QGVECAGJ805WCAUNN5GECAX1SVMZCA563ZSGCAJRPLYOCAR5XKUSCAYT614C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I, take thee, to be my wedded husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;to have and to hold from this day forward,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;forsaking all others, 'til death do us part,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;according to God's holy ordinance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thereto I pledge my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A day to celebrate our love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It is more than candy &amp;amp; flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;More than romantic dinners or holding hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To me-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's a celebration of understanding;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;of battles fought together...and won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Of watching eachother grow up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and helping one another when we've fallen-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's believing in a love that will endure the test of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It's a celebration of laughter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Joy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and heartache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Health...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and sickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Goodtimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and hardtimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A celebration that through it all-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We've kept our vows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and we still have eachother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Liz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-387634596103783338?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/387634596103783338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=387634596103783338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/387634596103783338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/387634596103783338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SZe6Bjtm4wI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jQblgT7ybOM/s72-c/AYHWBVKCAJE585ECAJ7N1CUCASDO8A1CA9MPEQ8CAOQE0OECAXS3YZKCA6VIEOXCAML2AHACADFIEHECAPFI27SCA84QGVECAGJ805WCAUNN5GECAX1SVMZCA563ZSGCAJRPLYOCAR5XKUSCAYT614C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6320599006481814036</id><published>2009-02-05T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:23:58.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Brides'/><title type='text'>Hold on Tight, and Let it Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SYsypw_gqEI/AAAAAAAAApg/eqFyP8lSVHc/s1600-h/man+and+wife.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299385079638829122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SYsypw_gqEI/AAAAAAAAApg/eqFyP8lSVHc/s320/man+and+wife.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Is your marriage worth fighting for? In this world where the enemy of souls is tearing up the family unit in my eyes it's well worth the fight. But that fight can only be fought right with a humble heart, filled with the love of Jesus. Love isn't a feeling. Love is a fruit of the Spirit of God and it is verb... an action... a choice. The following is a song I have on a tape. I am not sure who the author is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well I know that I'm in trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When I think I know it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My pride always takes a bow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Just before a fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well your just as right as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and I'm just as wrong as you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We're in this love together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And we're bound to see it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So hold on tight, and let it go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our love is always strongest when we let our &lt;em&gt;weakness&lt;/em&gt; show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We don't have to give in to the prideful winds that blow-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If we hold on tight, and let it go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;A careless word in anger, can wound anothers heart;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In self defense a wall is built&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that keeps us worlds apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Well I'm as much to blame as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And you're as innocent as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;There's one locked door between us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And FORGIVENESS is the KEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So Hold on tight, and let it go;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Our love is always strongest when we let our weakness show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We don't have to give in to the prideful winds that blow-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If we hold on tight, and let it go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Hold on tight to the love that LIVES&lt;em&gt; inside us;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Don't hang on to feelings that divide us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We don't have to give in to the prideful winds that blow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;If we hold on tight, and let it go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Husbands, Love your wives...and wife, see that you reverence your husband..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ephesians 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6320599006481814036?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6320599006481814036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6320599006481814036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6320599006481814036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6320599006481814036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2009/02/hold-on-tight-and-let-it-go.html' title='Hold on Tight, and Let it Go!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SYsypw_gqEI/AAAAAAAAApg/eqFyP8lSVHc/s72-c/man+and+wife.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1835377920132036162</id><published>2008-12-29T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:45:55.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Broken Hearted</title><content type='html'>You may feel your dying on the vine&lt;br /&gt;No where to turn, out of time&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard your reaching out&lt;br /&gt;and though you try you still keep falling&lt;br /&gt;still you hear a voice thats calling you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Broken Hearted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; Come to the river&lt;br /&gt;let the healing waters soothe your wounded soul&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearted, He will deliver today,&lt;br /&gt;let the glory of his light coming shining through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let Him finish what He started in you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may feel your crying out in vain&lt;br /&gt;Worn out and helpless too much pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;look beyond the emptiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's there beside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the hand that wants to guide you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may feel your burden hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;You may think that Jesus doesn't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just remember Clavary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there He suffered willingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just so you and I could be free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearted, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come to the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the healing waters soothe your wounded soul&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearted,&lt;br /&gt;He will deliver today&lt;br /&gt;Let the glory of His light come shining through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let Him finish what He started in you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Song by Brush Arbor, last verse added by LVC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-1835377920132036162?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1835377920132036162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1835377920132036162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1835377920132036162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1835377920132036162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/broken-hearted.html' title='Broken Hearted'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1217517823837206312</id><published>2008-12-23T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:24:51.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Chirstmas Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVEQr1g6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4-X07G5L444/s1600-h/baby%2520jesus%2520%26%2520bluebird%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283022183167859730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVEQr1g6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4-X07G5L444/s320/baby%2520jesus%2520%26%2520bluebird%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby Jesus sweet and small&lt;br /&gt;came to live and die for all;&lt;br /&gt;shed his blood for you and me,&lt;br /&gt;so we could from sin be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he lay on manger bed;&lt;br /&gt;Angels kissed his lovely head&lt;br /&gt;richest treasures wise men brought&lt;br /&gt;and bowed before the baby's cot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shepherds spread the joyous truth&lt;br /&gt;"Salvations come through this dear youth"&lt;br /&gt;And people everywhere did laud;&lt;br /&gt;that Jesus was the Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Once He hung upon a cross;&lt;br /&gt;Devils laughed and scorned the loss.&lt;br /&gt;"A thorny crown upon his head,&lt;br /&gt;See him beaten, he is dead!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Lo, an empty grave, come see;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is risen, triumphantly!&lt;br /&gt;He paid the price, he conquered sin;&lt;br /&gt;His blood will cleanse our heart within!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Jesus sweet and small,&lt;br /&gt;came to live and die for all;&lt;br /&gt;Come be saved and filled with love-&lt;br /&gt;God's dear Son, sent from above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(By: LVC)&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/4922359321319504290-1217517823837206312?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1217517823837206312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1217517823837206312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1217517823837206312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1217517823837206312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/chirstmas-poem.html' title='A Chirstmas Poem'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVEQr1g6nBI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4-X07G5L444/s72-c/baby%2520jesus%2520%26%2520bluebird%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2945884673804148431</id><published>2008-12-22T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T20:42:46.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Home-made Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I received a lovely gift from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/agardenfull/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;D-family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and I thought I would share it here.&lt;br /&gt;Sister S. took a home-made pledge this Christmas and we were some of the beneficiaries of it. After services one evening I was summonsed out to their vehicle where I was handed these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282829184250467826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBhJ0hQ1fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gk_zAN5WIaQ/s320/100_5963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282825996808372818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBeQSX2QlI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Df7dXqE8CCA/s320/100_5958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only difference is the red tin had a really good &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;candy-stick&lt;/span&gt; tied to the top that the girls and I devoured on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The square granite is a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; trivet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my kitchen which I am making good use of. The man of the house (Brother M.) made this. It looks like a ceramic tile and he glued feet to the bottom of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282828022139542994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBgGLUbXdI/AAAAAAAAAlk/QF-A5zmADzw/s320/100_5964.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very nice!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I opened the tin the first thing I noticed was all the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;candy kisses&lt;/span&gt; since they are &lt;em&gt;my favorite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282836295709564818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBnnwxPH5I/AAAAAAAAAmc/X3E7A8mxFB0/s320/100_5959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Next, I untied the ribbon and found a darling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noah's Ark&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Christmas tree ornament&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282833649917268674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBlNwbMksI/AAAAAAAAAmU/YTtvUqXTZp4/s320/100_6018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Underneath the ornament we found a lovely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hand knitted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wash-cloth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282831938735422866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBjqJxpvZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VdMt4LtxKK4/s320/100_5961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just when I thought the fun was over, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There lying at the bottom of the tin were two bars of hand-made &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;goat milk soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282831933239812514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBjp1TZYaI/AAAAAAAAAl8/-eyFS_NE9s8/s320/100_6019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lovely Christmas present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A lot of thought and love went into this one and is much appreciated here at the Van Cleve house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4922359321319504290-2945884673804148431?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2945884673804148431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2945884673804148431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2945884673804148431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2945884673804148431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-made-christmas-gift.html' title='A Home-made Christmas Gift'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SVBhJ0hQ1fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gk_zAN5WIaQ/s72-c/100_5963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4572309322198812897</id><published>2008-12-18T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:54:46.952-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>A Day of Caroling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUq1h0FbA0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/JmGTVDmnYQw/s1600-h/photo%5B2christmasresthomes2008%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281233105567023938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUq1h0FbA0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/JmGTVDmnYQw/s320/photo%5B2christmasresthomes2008%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went out on our annual Christmas Caroling expedition. Our first stop was scheduled for 9:30 AM at the rest home on Garfield. We reluctantly pulled our weary bodies out of our warm beds nice and early and scrambled to get ready to go. We had to stop and pick up Sherry and kids and then head over to the Gallagher's. The kids grabbed an apple out the door and Felecia read us the Bible while I drove and then we prayed together. Before I left, I e-mailed a few people and asked them to pray for us. When we arrived at the first home they were all waiting for us. Some of the faces I recognized from last year, some were new. Brother Andy introduced us and then we sang and a few of them joined in. The kids did solos on the piano and harp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281232250382353058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUq0wCRggqI/AAAAAAAAAg4/HCY7Cl5oKWs/s320/100_6009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281230962544630018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUqzlEtEWQI/AAAAAAAAAgw/NLFOMnWGkUE/s320/100_6010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave a testimony and invitation to Jesus Christ and then we sang our grand finale: &lt;strong&gt;I'll Never Miss Heaven for the World&lt;/strong&gt;. All went well. The overseer of the place thanked us profusely saying how she remembers us from last year and how much she appreciates us. The kids passed out candy canes to everyone and the general feeling was good. Now it was off to stop number two- the rest home on FO where Sister B. stays.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived they were not as ready for us, but Sister Glenda played on the harp while some of the residence gathered in. We went through the same process except Sherry testified in the end this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228883930077090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUqxsFQvV6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/C3s6imDtsIM/s320/100_6004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought we were scheduled for three homes but found out this was the last one. So we went to eat and then decided to go visit Zoya. After our visit with her we headed out to Mercy Folsom Hospital. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time I was so extremely tired and was beginning to grumble within myself. We had included the hospital last year when Sherry had requested it, but this wasn't what we normally did. So this year when they asked us to come back, I was not overly eager. But we had decided to go ahead and now as I headed down the overly trafficky roads into Folsom I felt irritated. I just wanted to go home. I was so tired I had a hard time keeping my eyes opened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived Sherry led us to the floor where she works and there we began to knock on doors and ask people if they would like us to carol to them. The general response was very positive although a few declined. But I was unprepared for the responses we would receive in this very intimate deliverance of song. The patience looked amazed as we all squeezed into the rooms followed by a big beautiful harp. As Sister Glenda began playing it and our voices lifted, blended in harmony, praying inwardly for God's Holy Spirit to fill the room, hearts were moved. Most of the patience cried. One elderly man got on the phone and called his wife beaming &lt;em&gt;"Honey I got a whole choir in my room right now. Would you like to hear them?".&lt;/em&gt; One lady that was visiting someone came and told us she remembered us from a rest home where she had seen us singing last year while visiting her aunt. Her aunt had since passed on. She asked where we were from. We told her the&lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/"&gt; Church of God in Carmichael.&lt;/a&gt; Another elderly lady sobbed and kept asking for one more song. We ended hers with "Tell Me the Story of Jesus". She told us that we had brought warmth to her heart. I clasped her chilly hands and let her know our hearts were warmed too. A male patient was out walking with what appeared to be his wife and two little daughters and they stopped to listen and thanked us too. Brother Andy prayed over a few of the patience. It was sad and yet so joyful, so beautiful, so what Christmas, LIFE should be.&lt;br /&gt;On my way home my heart glowed with warmth and love. But I was also chastened that I had ever inwardly complained about going. I told God I was sorry. It is such a blessing to work for Him. We were all exhausted when we got home but oh so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;This morning while I was outside I looked around at the beauty around me, and was so filled with the love of God I could scarce hold back the tears. &lt;em&gt;God is good. The earth is filled with the goodness of God. It is the goodness of God that leadeth thee to repentance.&lt;/em&gt; These thoughts flooded my mind. The fire in my heart for the love of God lept and crackled. What a beautiful God we serve!&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/4922359321319504290-4572309322198812897?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4572309322198812897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4572309322198812897&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4572309322198812897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4572309322198812897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-of-caroling.html' title='A Day of Caroling'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUq1h0FbA0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/JmGTVDmnYQw/s72-c/photo%5B2christmasresthomes2008%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-5815141219326732187</id><published>2008-12-16T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T00:49:03.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Story Time'/><title type='text'>Christmas Candy Bags</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I finished 132 candy bags to pass out to the &lt;a href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bible Story Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; children this evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ended up being a 3 day project, but I will feel it all worth it if the bags bring happy smiles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tags took the longest. Joyce was over yesterday morning to help out and Felecia and I were up to midnight last night filling the bags. I finished up the tags and ties them on today. I started at 8:00 AM finished the last bag after 2:00 P.M. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am frequently asked why I take so much time on the tags when most the kids will just rip them off and throw them away. I gave this a lot of thought and at last I know the "why". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I want the candy bags to smile at the children. I want them to give them a warm feeling if only for a few minutes. I want their memories of Gods church to always have a warm loving feeling with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may be just a little thing, but it's my reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make the tags I picked up boxed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; cards at the dollar tree. There were 15 cards per box. I then cut out the middle of the picture of the manger scene into a circle. I used a larger circle to cut out a frame out of card stock. I used craft scissors for a scalloped edge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280570313849167090" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 238px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhauQhz3PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/p_hIQDhe-VU/s320/100_5985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I glued the picture onto the card stock then I used glitter glue around the edge of the picture to make it sparkly. I hot glued a piece of gold rope to the back in a loop to hang from. I then tied these onto the bags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280566212906712498" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 238px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhW_jU7_bI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7SRnU5dbBh8/s320/100_6000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We wrote "Merry Christmas, Bible Story Time, 2008" on the backs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bags have a fun assortment of candy in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280566209589775314" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 238px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhW_W-Hi9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/6hUaJJOIS5M/s320/100_5993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280566201897661026" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 238px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhW-6ULMmI/AAAAAAAAAgA/i_KGBx_9tKo/s320/100_5994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280566197513415890" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 238px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhW-p-47NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/261QQfsHRso/s320/100_5997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280566191244728834" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 238px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhW-SoUWgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/-Kn4hK5Su3s/s320/100_5998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://churchofgodcarmichael.org/bible-story-time.html"&gt;BST IS THE PLACE TO BE!&lt;/a&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/4922359321319504290-5815141219326732187?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5815141219326732187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=5815141219326732187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5815141219326732187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5815141219326732187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/christams-candy-bags.html' title='Christmas Candy Bags'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUhauQhz3PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/p_hIQDhe-VU/s72-c/100_5985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-702801427343894640</id><published>2008-12-15T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:07:22.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Fudge Winner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUacrG8ZQXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/c03MB1XqK4o/s1600-h/Thanksgiving-Pooh-Pumpkin-Pie-sm%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280079877550719346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUacrG8ZQXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/c03MB1XqK4o/s200/Thanksgiving-Pooh-Pumpkin-Pie-sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Announcing our Pumpkin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fudge&lt;/span&gt; Winner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Officially&lt;/span&gt; selected from the trusty &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/integers/"&gt;Random Integer Generator&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Entry #5 Sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Joycelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Congratulations! I will be making that fresh as soon as you let me know if you want it with or without walnuts. Joyce was our costume creator for our play and did a beautiful job. I will post a picture of the fudge when it is finished. Thanks to everyone one who showed their support and left me a comment on my blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-702801427343894640?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/702801427343894640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=702801427343894640&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/702801427343894640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/702801427343894640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/pumpkin-fudge-winner.html' title='Pumpkin Fudge Winner!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SUacrG8ZQXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/c03MB1XqK4o/s72-c/Thanksgiving-Pooh-Pumpkin-Pie-sm%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4569590487045912926</id><published>2008-12-03T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:43:31.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Baking Stomboli</title><content type='html'>Monday night Sherry and her kids, Chris and my family all went out to get our Christmas trees. We had a lot of fun. Amber made everyone hot cocoa to take along and when we got back to Sherry's house we enjoyed hot apple pie from Apple Hill with ice cream. So now we are working on getting our tree decorated. It is our tradition to have Sausage Stromboli when we decorate the tree. This is the only time I make it and it is so good. The original recipe came from a Taste of Home magazine. I have modified it somewhat in that I use my dough from &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Three-Loaves-of-Bread-82926"&gt;Three loaves of Bread&lt;/a&gt; which is part whole wheat flour. I also use a preservative free sausage. Try it! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STbTL-1hcaI/AAAAAAAAAe4/rmMUWTMUWtQ/s1600-h/Making+Bread+Dough.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275636216310624674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STbTL-1hcaI/AAAAAAAAAe4/rmMUWTMUWtQ/s320/Making+Bread+Dough.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have my own kneading technique. I beat the dough mixture adding one cup flour at a time until it is too thick to beat. Then I stir in as much more as possible before turnig out onto floured surface. Here I used freezer wrap paper to knead on. I dampened the table underneath to keep the paper from sliding around. After each fold I press the dough out flat using a rocking motion with my knuckle. I have better success getting to the smooth surface with this method. It cuts my kneading time at least in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STbTL1-YIUI/AAAAAAAAAew/1RXSXSxExvk/s1600-h/100_5880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275636213931843906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STbTL1-YIUI/AAAAAAAAAew/1RXSXSxExvk/s320/100_5880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhhh... the grand finale! Want a piece? Here is the recipe *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dough from &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Three-Loaves-of-Bread-82926"&gt;Three Loaves of Bread &lt;/a&gt;divided in half or 3 loaves of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frozen&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ridgeford&lt;/span&gt; bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 lbs of bulk sausage, cooked, drained and cooled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16 oz shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 eggs plus one more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp dried basil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tbs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mix together in large bowl, cooked sausage, 2 eggs, basil and cheese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After first rising of bread dough, roll out into two rectangle shapes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spoon sausage mixture down one side of dough within one inch of edges. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold dough over filling and pinch edges to seal. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut four diagonal slits across top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stromboli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat remaining eggs and brush onto top of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Stromboli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sprinkle with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Parmesan&lt;/span&gt; cheese. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cover (I never cover mine) and let rise until doubled, about 45 min.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake at 375 for 20 min or until golden brown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slice; serve warm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yield:&lt;/strong&gt; 2 loaves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't forget to enter my first give away of 1 lb of my secret recipe for Pumpkin fudge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/autumn-give-away.html"&gt;Autumn Give-Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4922359321319504290-4569590487045912926?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4569590487045912926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4569590487045912926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4569590487045912926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4569590487045912926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/12/baking-stomboli.html' title='Baking Stomboli'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STbTL-1hcaI/AAAAAAAAAe4/rmMUWTMUWtQ/s72-c/Making+Bread+Dough.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2418351543590370142</id><published>2008-11-28T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:00:53.278-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give Away'/><title type='text'>Autumn Give-Away!</title><content type='html'>I love Autumn! It is my favorite time of year. Beautiful golden colors against blue skies. California sunsets are incredible. I see God, how wonderful he is in blessing us with such a feast for the eyes. The aroma's of spiced baked goods, the chilly nip in the air, the frosty mornings and cozy evening by a warm fire. I even love the rain. I love to hear the raindrops and wind and smell the fresh fragrant air, and feel the cool water splashing on my face. Everything about fall is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am in baking mode. Busting at the seams with busyness. Its a wonder I have time to even post this. Some of the things I have already made are my &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Moms-Homemade-Pumpkin-Pie-106325"&gt;homemade pumpkin pie&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273934618572902418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STDHl9SsUBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NiJH1U37X4E/s320/100_5742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; cookies with maple frosting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273934608423314642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STDHlXe15NI/AAAAAAAAAeI/C2ZeLc09JIc/s320/100_5797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I made tons of these luscious cookies. We passed them out to the kids at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BST&lt;/span&gt; last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Cranberry, Pear and Walnut Torte with Cream Cheese-Orange Frosting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273934598488624578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STDHkyeOjcI/AAAAAAAAAeA/y3SWLRUwmUU/s320/100_5804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I plan on making several varieties of fudge and giving plates of them as gifts. I have been working the last several years at perfecting different fudge recipes. I just made &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Coconut-Creme-Fudge-16037"&gt;Coconut Creme fudge&lt;/a&gt; for the first time the other night and WOW! It is so YUMMY! I will also be making &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/Butterscotch-Fudge-107455"&gt;Butterscotch Fudge&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://http//www.recipezaar.com/Chocolate-Mint-Candy-Fudge-4075"&gt;Chocolate Mint Fudge&lt;/a&gt;, and my secret recipe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Pumpkin Fudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. YES, it is a &lt;em&gt;secret recipe&lt;/em&gt; as it took me awhile to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;develop&lt;/span&gt; it to the way I like it. So, since I cannot share the recipe with you, I have decided to do a &lt;strong&gt;random give-away for 1 lb. of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; Fudge&lt;/strong&gt;. I will be using the &lt;a href="http://www.random.org/integers/"&gt;Random &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Integer&lt;/span&gt; Generator &lt;/a&gt;to pick a winner. Simply leave a comment to this blog entry to be automatically entered into the contest. I will pick a winner Monday morning, December 15, 2008. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; comments please! Have fun, and Happy Autumn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Post Note: I will mail fudge anywhere in USA. Sorry, no out of the country entries will be accepted this time. Also, winner will be given the option of choosing to have their fudge with or without walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;***to answer post #7, yes there is free shipping... for the winner that is :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2418351543590370142?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2418351543590370142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2418351543590370142&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2418351543590370142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2418351543590370142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/autumn-give-away.html' title='Autumn Give-Away!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/STDHl9SsUBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NiJH1U37X4E/s72-c/100_5742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1846893672442948046</id><published>2008-11-26T13:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:10:14.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here is a sobering reminder that we have so much to be thankful for... and even more to be praying for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SS2-CdBBEfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/cgjnj6v4-B4/s1600-h/28315930%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than illness, you are more blessed than the 1 million who will not survive this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273089187032727586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SS3GrXYKACI/AAAAAAAAAdg/LFgKtf78XJ8/s320/2b3d2bd0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can attend a church meeting without fear of harassment, arrest, torture, or death, you are more blessed than three billion people in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof overhead and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet and spare change in a dish someplace, you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married, you are very rare, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even for the United States and Canada.&lt;br /&gt;If you can read this message, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just received a double blessing in that &lt;em&gt;someone was thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;, and furthermore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember as you are celebrating "THANKS GIVING"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying that 20 lb turkey with all the trimmings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surrounded by your family and/or friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you are among the few persons in this world to be so privileged.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fail to truly give thanks from your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember those that are less fortunate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take them before the throne of God and ask our dear Lord Jesus, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"please show me how I can use our blessings to help the lost and dying world. I am not my own. I am bought with a price; with the precious blood of Jesus. Lord, take my life and use it to carry on your work and purpose... the salvation of souls!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Is not this the fast that I have chosen? to loose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke? Is it not to deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house? when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh? Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily: and thy righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the LORD shall be thy rereward. Then shalt thou call, and the LORD shall answer; thou shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am, If thou take away from the midst of thee the yoke, the putting forth of the finger, and speaking vanity; And if thou draw out thy soul to the hungry, and satisfy the afflicted soul; then shall thy light rise in obscurity, and thy darkness be as the noon day:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (Isaiah 58:6-10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;HAPPY THANKS GIVING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-1846893672442948046?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1846893672442948046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1846893672442948046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1846893672442948046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1846893672442948046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-is-sobering-reminder-that-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SS3GrXYKACI/AAAAAAAAAdg/LFgKtf78XJ8/s72-c/2b3d2bd0%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-3574102589237773085</id><published>2008-10-20T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:21:24.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag games'/><title type='text'>Six Random Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SP1Xb-rOaTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_MIZR__RmQc/s1600-h/images%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259456078030989618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SP1Xb-rOaTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_MIZR__RmQc/s320/images%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ok, I was tagged again, this time by my sister &lt;a href="http://amandaleighwinegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;. I am supposed to write six random things about myself. Hmmm.... not an easy task. But for the fun of the game I will give it a try. Here are the given rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Link to the person who tagged you. Post the rules on your blog.Write six random things about yourself.Tag six people at the end of your post.Let each person know he or she has been tagged.Let the tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE Winnie the Pooh. I love his song "Up down, touch the ground puts me in the mood,Up down touch the ground in the mood, for food.I am short fat, poud of that thinking poundage wise, I improve my appetite when I excersize!" which leads to random thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE food! I love to eat it, prepare it, and I love to feed people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3&lt;/strong&gt; I have a crooked nose. It slid to the side of my face in the year 2000, when I passed out and hit a hutch on the way down. The plastic surgeon was never able to put it back right again. SIGH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4&lt;/strong&gt; My two favorite Bible characters are King David, because he was so brave and he also has a passionate nature that I can relate to and then Joseph, because he was so upright in the midst of extreme adversity. I often pray "LORD, make me a "fruitful bough" like Joseph. That is what his father Issaac called him when he blessed him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5&lt;/strong&gt; I have always related to men better than women for the most part. Although I do have some really true and close girlfriends, I tend to be drawn to men in conversations more often. When I was a young girl, I was always hanging out with my brothers much more than my sisters although I was in no way a tom-boy. I just liked being with them better. I was never into the frilly girl stuff. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6&lt;/strong&gt; I've always wanted to go live in another country and help needy people especially little children. I used to call up on those telethons to raise money for starving children and donate a whole .50 (thats how much I made an hour babysitting) Sometimes I think I will live the second half of my life in some foriegn land. But that is completely up to God now, and so far....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I am tagging... &lt;a href="http://thebusyb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittney&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pennerandkassidy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kassidy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/agardenfull/"&gt;Shirley&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/jrfam5/"&gt; Joyce&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://priscillabugpage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Priscilla,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sweetsalvationj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sherry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-3574102589237773085?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3574102589237773085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=3574102589237773085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3574102589237773085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3574102589237773085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/10/six-random-things.html' title='Six Random Things...'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SP1Xb-rOaTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/_MIZR__RmQc/s72-c/images%5B6%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-7918215906021397592</id><published>2008-10-17T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:54:21.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>A PRAYER FOR COMFORT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SPmHG3p2NNI/AAAAAAAAAak/xXEn2jbuDN8/s1600-h/Jesus71_holding_child%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258382592020198610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SPmHG3p2NNI/AAAAAAAAAak/xXEn2jbuDN8/s320/Jesus71_holding_child%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"I am determined, to live victorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;till He has finished His purpose in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And nothing shall shake me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;for He'll never forsake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and I am determined to live for the King!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bow before you, with a humbled heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at how great you are, and how insignificant I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet you see me, you care about me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing that I pray is too small, or too big for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are almighty, all powerful, and able to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;over and above all that we ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have NEVER failed me yet, and you NEVER will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trust you LORD! I count it an honor to trust you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know you, and to seek you even to know you more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday, I will see you Jesus. Yes, someday soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all my aching heart will melt away, and I will feel my tear stained face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cupped between the palms of your nail-scarred hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you will look into my eyes, my eyes that haved turned away in mistrust from so many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I will look into your precious loving, crystal clear eyes and I will know forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that everything is all right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I already know in my heart, that everything is alright;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when I, like the apostle Thomas, can &lt;em&gt;touch you&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and like the other apostle, can lean on your breast, &lt;em&gt;I will be so comforted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I long for that comfort. Sometimes I get a taste of it when I pray &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and read from your precious word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I think to find it here in some important work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or in the heart of some special person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O, foolish heart, only in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;only in &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt; can we ever be satisfied&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I commit my life and heart into your capable hands, for I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is a safe place to put them...eternally safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be my light, broaden my steps before me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go before me and make those crooked places straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Help my heart, my passionate heart. May it ever be passionate for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My God, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my Abba Father&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-7918215906021397592?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7918215906021397592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=7918215906021397592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7918215906021397592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7918215906021397592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/10/prayer-for-comfort.html' title='A PRAYER FOR COMFORT!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SPmHG3p2NNI/AAAAAAAAAak/xXEn2jbuDN8/s72-c/Jesus71_holding_child%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-3705335656325789859</id><published>2008-10-07T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:59:09.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Banana Pancakes with PB and Honey Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SOuv3g-gsBI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Liq2TNGHd38/s1600-h/100_5460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254486758537605138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SOuv3g-gsBI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Liq2TNGHd38/s320/100_5460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I made these this morning for breakfast. Everyone liked them and they were so filling. They are a meal in one- bread, protien, dairy and fruit. Another great way to use up those over-ripe bananas. Try 'em! Don't be afraid of the fat content. Just read up a little on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/foodfeatures/butter.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why Butter is Better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;, and go ahead and use that butter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I doubled the recipe for my family of five and we have enough for the kids tomorrow. I will assume that you know how to fry a pancake-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In a large bowl, mix together and let stand 15 minutes (while you prepare remainder ingredients) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup buttermilk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Meanwhile in another bowl, sift together:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup whole wheat flour plus 1/3 cup white &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I use King Arthurs white whole wheat)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tbs. raw, shelled, sunflower seeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 tsp cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp sea salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 tsp allspice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/8 tsp nutmeg &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lightly beat into oatmeal mixture:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 TBS peanut oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Tbs. Honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup mashed ripe banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genlty fold dry ingredients into wet ingredients until just incorporated. Fry as you would other pancakes although these should be a little lower setting on the heat -325 and they take a little longer to cook because of their density. Top with- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Peanut Butter and Honey Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Warm and stir together over low heat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup all-natural chunky peanut butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 cup unsalted butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-3705335656325789859?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/3705335656325789859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=3705335656325789859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3705335656325789859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/3705335656325789859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/10/banana-pancakes-with-pb-and-honey-sauce.html' title='Banana Pancakes with PB and Honey Sauce'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SOuv3g-gsBI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Liq2TNGHd38/s72-c/100_5460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6848696363278123977</id><published>2008-09-29T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:51:05.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag games'/><title type='text'>Fall Favorites!</title><content type='html'>1. Favorite Smell? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Apple Orchards at Apple Hill and fresh baked apple pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite Food? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/100668"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Potato Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/145693"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aunt Sherry's Chili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite Color? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Amber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Drink? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pooh Bears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/259743"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Honey Hot Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Treat? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pumpkin cookies with maple frosting. YUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Place to go? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Apple Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Favorite Candy?&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Candy corn (me too)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Movie to watch? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I don't watch movies, but I love watching the beautiful fall sunsets out here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite Clothing to wear? &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fall jean jumpers and warm sockies in the mornings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite Outdoor Activity? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Out door fall festivities, like craft bazzars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite Football Team? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I don't even know any - LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Fall Holiday? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite Haunted place? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The only haunted place I ever liked was the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite Food at Thanksgiving Dinner? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mashed Potatos and Gravy (mmm...me too and homemade rolls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite Pie?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; I love my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/106325"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;homemade Pumpkin Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite Fall Hobby? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Baking...breads, cookies, pies, roast, ect... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Fall Memory? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fun fall birthday parties we have had here for Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Fall Sight? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Colorful leaves, pumpkins and golden sunsets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Overall Favorite thing about Fall? &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Getting ready for cozy nights at home with a fire in the fire place, and the good smells of home-cooked meals. Family, friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Overall Favorite Season?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Hands down its fall. I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm tagging Felecia, Joyce, Rebekah, and Priscilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-6848696363278123977?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6848696363278123977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6848696363278123977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6848696363278123977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6848696363278123977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/09/fall-favorites.html' title='Fall Favorites!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-7593540907312202963</id><published>2008-09-19T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:57:17.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><title type='text'>A Day in Sacramento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQoM6H5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NLfSm3tCtU0/s1600-h/100_5377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247961588462919570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQoM6H5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NLfSm3tCtU0/s320/100_5377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQmu1oWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GxJBn4zA6c4/s1600-h/A+day+at+Sacramento+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247961588068360546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQmu1oWI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GxJBn4zA6c4/s320/A+day+at+Sacramento+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQ6UXqdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KQ57ZTAOBtA/s1600-h/A+day+at+Sacramento+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247961593326053842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQ6UXqdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KQ57ZTAOBtA/s320/A+day+at+Sacramento+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBRG5PiXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ErRMDoRGHuM/s1600-h/A+day+at+Sacramento+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247961596701935986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBRG5PiXI/AAAAAAAAAYA/ErRMDoRGHuM/s320/A+day+at+Sacramento+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the good part of our day today touring the State Capitol and browsing around Old Sacramento. It was very interesting seeing the Capitol. That was my first time inside that building. Shane was loving every minute of it he and told me we need to go back when the assembly is having a meeting. He is very politically minded. Visit his &lt;a href="http://let-freedom-ring-shane.blogspot.com/"&gt;Let Freedom Ring blog.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any way, towards the end of the day we passed by a man who had fallen off his bike and was lying on the ground. A woman police officer was next to him. Brother Andy said we should pray for him and one of the kids suggested that we go over to him to pray. So we all went over where he was lying and Brother Andy bent down and told him that we were going to pray for him. The man asked him if he was a protestant or catholic. Brother Andy said, &lt;em&gt;"I'm not anything, just someone who loves the Lord."&lt;/em&gt; Then he laid his hands on him and led out in prayer. A few seconds later the paramedics showed up and we all watched as they got the man ready to go to the hospital. The man waved to the kids on his way into the ambulance. This whole scene was etched on my mind the whole way home. It was the highlight of my day - Brother Andy praying for this unknown man. It was just like seeing Jesus. It is always sanctifying spending time with the saints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-7593540907312202963?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7593540907312202963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=7593540907312202963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7593540907312202963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7593540907312202963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-in-sacramento.html' title='A Day in Sacramento'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SNSBQoM6H5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NLfSm3tCtU0/s72-c/100_5377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-5342001353782367104</id><published>2008-09-05T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:08:19.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag games'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SMIicX-SseI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q7kgHWM2Zyk/s1600-h/VLBjuliebible%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242790787079647714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SMIicX-SseI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q7kgHWM2Zyk/s320/VLBjuliebible%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://felecia91.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Felecia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;40 this year (sigh) life is passing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;about heaven and what it will be like to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that Jesus lives in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;three beautiful children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hypocrisy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that everyone would realize that Jesus is the Lord, and that they are going to have to give an account for their lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fear&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"perfect love casteth out fear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;too deeply!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hear&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my conscience telling me to get off the computer and go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;smell&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I crave&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pepper poppers and chalk (NO, I'm NOT pregnant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;search&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for honest souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;wonder&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;why anyone would reject the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;not starting my married life the right way... God's way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jesus and the family of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;am not&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;discouraged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;believe:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will win and I'm on the winning side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;dance&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when I feel giddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sing&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;with all my heart for Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and God understands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;don’t always&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;know the right thing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fight&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for what is right! I fight against giving up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I write&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;because I love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I win&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when I leave things in God's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lose:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when I take things into my own hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;want to go back after the world or sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I confuse&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my children's names sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I listen&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;carefully to the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can usually be found&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;at home or at church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am scared&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;for careless souls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;GOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I imagine:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What it would be like to live in a foriegn land laboring for the gospel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now . . . I am tagging the following bloggers: &lt;a href="http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/agardenfull/"&gt;Shirley&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://amandaleighwinegirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-5342001353782367104?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/5342001353782367104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=5342001353782367104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5342001353782367104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/5342001353782367104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-tagged-by-felecia-i-am-40-this.html' title=''/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SMIicX-SseI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q7kgHWM2Zyk/s72-c/VLBjuliebible%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2879215527290741754</id><published>2008-08-29T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:02:25.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notes from Church'/><title type='text'>Do You Know Abba Father?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last night was the first service of our Fellowship meeting. It was so very good from the very beginning to the end, when another name was written down in heaven. &lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the family of God Sister Kathy!&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to share my notes from the beautiful message that was brought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Know "ABBA FATHER?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Romans 8:15&lt;br /&gt;In the Garden of Eden there was nothing between God and man. They enjoyed a precious, sweet, communion. But sin broke this communion.&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament God's people rarely referred to God as a Father.&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus came he introduced us to His "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abba Father&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;". The word "&lt;strong&gt;Abba&lt;/strong&gt;" has reference to a very&lt;em&gt; intimate, close, loving&lt;/em&gt; relationship. Jesus was willing to do what it took to see us reconciled to God as "Abba Father". He took our sins upon himself... a sinless lamb.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loved his Father, just as a little child would love his father and want to tell others all about his "daddy". So it was Jesus' desire to show us His "Abba Father". &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"In that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit, and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and hast revealed them unto babes: even so, Father; for so it seemed good in thy sight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luke 10:21 Jesus was rejoicing because what he had come to do was being fulfilled. Devils were being cast out and souls were being delivered from sin. &lt;strong&gt;Jesus loved and admired his Father. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maketh&lt;/span&gt; his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sendeth&lt;/span&gt; his rain on the just and on the unjust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". Matt 5:45 Jesus was telling people all about how great God's mercy is and how our Father loves. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were all in that evil part before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Thank God for his mercy. "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Take heed that ye do not your alms before men, to be seen of them: otherwise ye have no reward of your Father which is in heaven...That thine alms might be in secret: and thy Father which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;seeth&lt;/span&gt; in secret, himself shall reward thee openly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." Matt 6: 1, 4 Jesus loved to please His father and he was telling us how to please him; to do what we do for HIM, not for show.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus taught us how to pray beginning with "Our FATHER", again showing us to come to God as we would a Father. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nobody else but God deserves that special place of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;reverence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Even little children can call Him their Father: " &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;which is in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;." Matt 18:10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God wants us to get close to him intimately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus taught us that "Abba Father" loves it when "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;two or more agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". (Matt 18:20) The enemy knows this and will work to get you not to agree so God won't intervene.&lt;br /&gt;God loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;peacemakers&lt;/span&gt;- those willing to bear their cross and humble themselves so there might be peace.&lt;br /&gt;God loves giving us the best (Luke 11:11-13) 13 "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children: how much more shall your heavenly father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" The Father is saying, I want to give you &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;! I want to be there for you, to be close to you &lt;em&gt;intimately&lt;/em&gt;. We need this infilling of the Holy Spirit. Without it, we will have a hard time reaching sinners because "self" will get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus came to bridge the gap between the sinner and the Father&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. His blood was shed to take away our sins so that God could once again come and abide "inside" us. God cannot even bare to look upon sin much more to dwell in a vessel that is sinful. God the Father gave his best. He gave us His Son. It was not easy for him. Jesus paid a horrible price for us to be able to have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;our sins&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;taken away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the cry "Abba Father" , what can I do for you? How can I continue the work Jesus started on the earth?&lt;br /&gt;Lets look at Jesus' relationship with the Father in the garden; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And he saith, my soul is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;exceedingly&lt;/span&gt; sorrowful unto death:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (he knew what he was facing) 36- &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And he said, Abba Father all things are possible unto thee; take this cup from me: nevertheless not what I will, but what thou wilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;This "Abba Father" is the cry for the comfort that is needed- and it's the comfort that is there through the Holy Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus did not have to go through with this (Matt 26:53) &lt;strong&gt;He had to be a willing sacrifice from a heart of love.&lt;/strong&gt; It is the only sacrifice that will work, and reach a soul. It takes something in you beyond just a "work". It wasn't the cross that killed Jesus, it was the sins that were put on him. He wants to be there for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know him as "Abba Father"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2879215527290741754?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2879215527290741754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2879215527290741754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2879215527290741754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2879215527290741754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-know-abba-father.html' title='Do You Know Abba Father?'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1058300993580594148</id><published>2008-08-25T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T12:22:09.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Unto Myself My Child I Would Bring Thee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLMDwXOVhDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dkdfEH6le3U/s1600-h/ChristWalk_lg%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238534920964768818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLMDwXOVhDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dkdfEH6le3U/s320/ChristWalk_lg%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Myself&lt;/em&gt; my child I would bring thee!&lt;br /&gt;Who like Myself thy sure solace can be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Who can reach down, &lt;em&gt;down so deeply&lt;/em&gt; within thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Give to thy heart such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; sympathy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ournest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;thou sore that thy loved ones have failed thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Failed, &lt;em&gt;sadly failed&lt;/em&gt; thy true comfort to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Why did they fail&lt;/em&gt;" dost thou ask? Let me whisper--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;That thou shoulds't find thy heart's comfort in &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nto&lt;/span&gt; Myself&lt;/em&gt;! Ah, not unto others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Dearest, or sweetest, or fairest, or best;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only in Me&lt;/em&gt; lieth unchanging solace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only in Me&lt;/em&gt; is thy promise of rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;hild&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of My love, to &lt;em&gt;Myself &lt;/em&gt;I would bring thee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Not to some PLACE of most heavenly bliss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Places, like people, may all disappoint thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Till thou hast learned to &lt;em&gt;drink higher than this&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Myself&lt;/em&gt;, my dear child, I would bring thee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;None like Myself thy full portion can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;While, in my heart, there is hunger and longing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;That I might find &lt;em&gt;choicest treasure in thee&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;nto&lt;/span&gt; Myself&lt;/em&gt;! To &lt;strong&gt;MYSELF&lt;/strong&gt;---&lt;em&gt;not my service&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Thou to most sweetly and certainly prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;That I can make thee &lt;em&gt;My channel of blessing&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use thee&lt;/em&gt; to shed forth the wealth of my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;Author J Danson Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4922359321319504290-1058300993580594148?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1058300993580594148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1058300993580594148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1058300993580594148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1058300993580594148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/unto-myself-my-child-i-would-bring-thee.html' title='Unto Myself My Child I Would Bring Thee'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLMDwXOVhDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/dkdfEH6le3U/s72-c/ChristWalk_lg%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1515844936755403359</id><published>2008-08-23T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:58:52.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Best of Bran Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLBc0VaG2HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ioMRRsVXB44/s1600-h/100_5328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237788420801484914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLBc0VaG2HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ioMRRsVXB44/s320/100_5328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These muffins pack a powerful punch to start the day with. Loaded with fiber, they also contain magnesium, calcium, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;potassium&lt;/span&gt; and a healthy dose of B vitamins which are known to increase energy level and are a mood enhancer. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tasty&lt;/span&gt; and induced a tempting aroma while baking. Add a boiled egg and a slice of melon and you are well on your way to a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups shredded 100% all-bran cereal&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grapeseed&lt;/span&gt; oil&lt;br /&gt;1 cup organic raisins&lt;br /&gt;1 cup boiling filtered water&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs, lightly beaten&lt;br /&gt;2 cups buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;unsulphured&lt;/span&gt; molasses&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon raw honey&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon sea salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, combine the cereal, oil, and raisins, and pour the boiling water over them. Set mixture aside to cool slightly. In a small bowl, combine eggs, buttermilk, and molasses and honey. Add this to partly cool mixture. In another small bowl, combine flour, baking soda and salt. Add to the cereal mixture, stirring just enough to moisten the dry ingredients. Cover batter with a plastic wrap or damp cloth, and let sit for at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;least&lt;/span&gt; 15 minutes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;preferably&lt;/span&gt; 1 hour.Preheat oven to 400. Grease 24 muffin cups, and divide batter among them, filling each cup about 3/4 full. Bake for 20-25 minutes. Remove from oven, and, when they are slightly cooled, take them out of the tin and place them on a rack to cool completely. I like to eat them warm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-1515844936755403359?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1515844936755403359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1515844936755403359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1515844936755403359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1515844936755403359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-of-bran-muffins.html' title='Best of Bran Muffins'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SLBc0VaG2HI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ioMRRsVXB44/s72-c/100_5328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1345809531114758868</id><published>2008-08-18T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:12:23.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Lessons'/><title type='text'>Seven Beautiful Words</title><content type='html'>When I was in first grade I was at the top of my reading class. Somewhere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; that class and when I finally dropped out at 17, I became &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; convinced&lt;/em&gt; that I was stupid. I failed at everything I tried. I couldn't read anything and retain it. I couldn't concentrate on anything a teacher was saying.&lt;br /&gt;Later, when the Lord Jesus began to reveal his love to me and to bring me to a place of real healing, I timidly went back to adult school and gained my diploma. Then, I began to read again. At first I started with the Bible. God opened up a window in my heart and sunshine came pouring in when I would read his precious word, and I was beginning to understand some things. As my confidence grew, I started reading through whole chapter books, and &lt;em&gt;to my delight&lt;/em&gt; would finish them and have enjoyed them. This opened up a whole new world to me. I began to discover words, &lt;em&gt;beautiful words&lt;/em&gt; that I had &lt;em&gt;never realized existed&lt;/em&gt;. Beautiful, character building words. In the beginning, I didn't even know what character meant. I would look the words up in the dictionary and be in awe of them, wondering if I could ever possess such a word in my own character. I would fervently pray for this new beautiful word to become a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you know them already, maybe not. But they are truly beautiful, and they are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jewels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to be coveted. I hope that they might one day all be a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;God is just so wonderful. &lt;em&gt;The work he does is complete and a real miracle&lt;/em&gt;. You can safely trust your heart in His love expressed in his son Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seven Beautiful Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noble:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possessing&lt;/span&gt; outstanding qualities- &lt;em&gt;I first encountered this word in a Louisa May &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Alcott&lt;/span&gt; book. It referred to a character that was brave, and strong and self sacrificing for the good of others. "Nobel Prize" comes from this concept of contributing work for the interest of humanity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Integrity:&lt;/strong&gt; an unimpaired condition; soundness; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;incorruptibility&lt;/span&gt;; - &lt;em&gt;I saw this word in books as well as the Bible, used to describe a character that you could trust; one that would never think of lying to you, or using you; one that would always keep their word. An upright man!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purity:&lt;/strong&gt;the quality or state of being pure &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ---spotless, stainless; free from harshness or roughness; free from moral fault or guilt. &lt;em&gt;This is truly our Savior. Oh the beauty of purity!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virtue:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Strength&lt;/span&gt;; conformity to a standard of right; moral excellence; chaste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charity:&lt;/strong&gt; benevolent goodwill toward or love of humanity; kindly liberality and helpfulness esp. toward the needy or suffering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gentleness:&lt;/strong&gt; kind; amiable; free from harshness, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sternness&lt;/span&gt; or violence; mild, docile, soft--&lt;em&gt;the very word &lt;strong&gt;gentleness&lt;/strong&gt; stirs deep emotion inside my heart. It is lovely to speak, beautiful to behold. I am in utter awe at the beauty I see in the gentle saints of God.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ:&lt;/strong&gt; I cannot but include &lt;em&gt;the most beautiful word the world has ever known;&lt;/em&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lord Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Only through him are any of us able to obtain anything beautiful. Only through the Savior, who was &lt;em&gt;the ultimate example&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;strong&gt;integrity&lt;/strong&gt;, handling the crushed sinner with&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;gentleness&lt;/strong&gt;, going about in charity to &lt;strong&gt;serve humanity&lt;/strong&gt; and bowing his lovely, &lt;strong&gt;noble,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pure, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;virtuous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; head in submission to the Father, gave his undefiled body up on a cruel cross. He who did all this to save &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; from the wretch I was, and teach me the beauty of holiness. What a Savior! What a friend! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-1345809531114758868?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1345809531114758868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1345809531114758868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1345809531114758868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1345809531114758868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/seven-beautiful-words.html' title='Seven Beautiful Words'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-679199046493915141</id><published>2008-08-14T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:36:51.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Blueberry Sunrise Yogurt, By LizAnn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SKRVlnwlaLI/AAAAAAAAATw/-LeFqYn9HiQ/s1600-h/100_5302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234402771727640754" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SKRVlnwlaLI/AAAAAAAAATw/-LeFqYn9HiQ/s320/100_5302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blueberries have the highest anti-oxidant benefits of any other fruit. One cup of Blueberries contain 14 mg of vitamin C and .8 mg of vitamin E. They can slow the aging process and help maintain mental alertness.&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt contains beneficial bacteria that fight yeast and improve the immune system. It also is a good source of calcium. The problem is most people get the little sugar laden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yogurts&lt;/span&gt; which undermines the health benefits of yogurt. This recipe uses an all natural &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sweetener&lt;/span&gt; product called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stevia&lt;/span&gt; Balance with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Inulin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Chromium, found at your local health food store. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Inulin&lt;/span&gt; is derived from chicory which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; stimulates the growth of friendly intestinal bacteria and has a low &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;glycemic&lt;/span&gt; index which is good news for the sugar sensitive system. Chromium, a trace mineral, is known to help reduce the need for insulin in diabetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 Cups organic, whole milk, plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup organic frozen blue berries&lt;br /&gt;3 packets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Stevia&lt;/span&gt; Balance&lt;br /&gt;1 banana, sliced&lt;br /&gt;4 Tbs, unsweetened &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coconut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Stevia&lt;/span&gt;, and blueberries together. Divide the banana up into four small bowls.&lt;br /&gt;Top with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; mixture, dividing evenly&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle with coconut&lt;br /&gt;optional: add a few sliced almonds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-679199046493915141?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/679199046493915141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=679199046493915141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/679199046493915141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/679199046493915141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/blueberry-sunrise-yogurt-by-lizann.html' title='Blueberry Sunrise Yogurt, By LizAnn'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SKRVlnwlaLI/AAAAAAAAATw/-LeFqYn9HiQ/s72-c/100_5302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2100352585231431904</id><published>2008-08-09T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:23:02.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Brides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Loving Roe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJ5tAc4BzPI/AAAAAAAAATg/ks1Il4h4W3U/s1600-h/AO4HJ3JCASKRZZWCAKSAYUSCAKX167MCADAIL5GCASIRR24CADIC38VCAQ7MHWTCAEA7YYNCAWNQ0T5CA4N790NCAPC79ESCA5SONXECAI25J3ACA2I1ZEYCASYJZFLCAY1G3IYCAPJ1923CAHJOMN3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232739671569714418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJ5tAc4BzPI/AAAAAAAAATg/ks1Il4h4W3U/s320/AO4HJ3JCASKRZZWCAKSAYUSCAKX167MCADAIL5GCASIRR24CADIC38VCAQ7MHWTCAEA7YYNCAWNQ0T5CA4N790NCAPC79ESCA5SONXECAI25J3ACA2I1ZEYCASYJZFLCAY1G3IYCAPJ1923CAHJOMN3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh loving Roe, how can it be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've come to walk beside of me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I turn to leave, she follows nigh;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A loving roe now by my side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She frolicks in the pastures fair,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sunlight glistens in her hair;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In merriment I laugh and play,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my loving roe has come to stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pant for water, cool and clear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My loving Roe, she draweth near;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I drinketh full, my thirst abates,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My loving Roe doth satiate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My step is weary, my head drops low,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I gaze upon my loving Roe;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She lieth near me, still and sweet,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till I can get back on my feet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lose my way, in fear I cry,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and look into her tender eye;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there reflected back I see,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A man of strength and dignity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My loving Roe, she follows near,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sense danger, she perks her ears;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And keeps a watch upon my lead,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My loving Roe, she trusteth me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She skips and splashes near the stream,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In sunlight fair, her hair doth gleam;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I jump and sport with bucks for show,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They wonder at my loving Roe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart is light, I stand up tall,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strong and Brave, she hears my call;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With gentle steps she draweth nigh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My loving Roe doth satisfy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My gentle fawn, so fair and dear,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her love is constant year by year;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you come to love me so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And be a faithful, loving Roe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author Liz V.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Let her be as a loving hind and pleasant roe;"&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 5:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/4922359321319504290-2100352585231431904?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2100352585231431904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2100352585231431904&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2100352585231431904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2100352585231431904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/loving-roe.html' title='A Loving Roe'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJ5tAc4BzPI/AAAAAAAAATg/ks1Il4h4W3U/s72-c/AO4HJ3JCASKRZZWCAKSAYUSCAKX167MCADAIL5GCASIRR24CADIC38VCAQ7MHWTCAEA7YYNCAWNQ0T5CA4N790NCAPC79ESCA5SONXECAI25J3ACA2I1ZEYCASYJZFLCAY1G3IYCAPJ1923CAHJOMN3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4414367834191993603</id><published>2008-08-06T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:00:19.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 47th Birthday Troy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJnxqrs9R4I/AAAAAAAAASg/yY1G3LiCA0c/s1600-h/100_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231478157755631490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJnxqrs9R4I/AAAAAAAAASg/yY1G3LiCA0c/s320/100_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;47 Little Facts About Troy you may or may not have known-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy was a preemie baby weighing only 4 lbs 7 oz when he was born.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;When he was a young boy he used to hang his sister's barbie dolls by a noose from his bunk bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy was in 4H and raised Cornish Game Hens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy has only lived in two places his whole life; he lived in a renovated barn house near Greenback and Garfield till he was 14. Developers ran them out and he has been at his current residence ever since. He said he cried when they moved.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy has worked at his current job at Sutter Roseville Hopital scince he was 18; almost 30 years now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy met his wife at that same place of employment. He started dating her when she was 18 and he was 25. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy played blues guitar for years and was such an exceptional player that his friends said he rivaled Eric Clapton!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troys middle name is Yoshimi a Japanese name given by his mother who is Japanese. The name means "to rejoice in beauty" which is very befitting for him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy LOVES the out doors and nature. He often has a leaf pressed in a book or a pretty rock or pine cone in his pocket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy enjoys Archery.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves to hike around in the mountains and would love to live in them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a very routine person. He rarely changes his daily routine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is an &lt;em&gt;extrememly&lt;/em&gt; faithful and &lt;em&gt;loyal&lt;/em&gt; friend that would give you the shirt off his back. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves to read books about nature and out doors. One of his favorite books is "The Last of the Mohicans."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy calls both his wife and his daughter Priscilla "boogie".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy has an unborn son in heaven named Samuel. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is very dependable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though he is small framed, Troy could always beat his peers at arm restling when he was a younger chap, no matter how big and buffed they were. It left them shaking their heads and his wife beaming!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy has a sense of humor though somethimes unseen by the general public. After one of their first dates, Troy brought in a very long hair to work that he found in his truck and handed it to Liz who was working at the register, and said, "&lt;em&gt;I think this belongs to you!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy carries a pocket knife with him everywhere he goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves mowing the lawn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy just spent his day off building a ramp for Kenny so he can get into their house with his wheel chair. Awe.... so sweet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a very gentle daddy. Not much spanking going on around here!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy was saved 14 years ago on Mothers Day!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves fishing and took Liz on her first fishing trip where she caught several trout. He also took her to her first concert, bought her her first brand new jacket, and took her to many places around N. California for the first time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a helper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy always gives his wife exactly three kisses when ever he gets home from work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy likes salt and used to carry a salt shaker around and eat it when he was young.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves a good rain storm. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy chops stacks of firewood every year with an ax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a "handy man". He can fix just about anything, and if he's not sure how, he learns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is very intelligent. His wife thinks he has and encyclopedia for a brain. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy used to love to go hunting and would like to again soon. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy can be very brave when needed. He demonstrates the statement: "&lt;em&gt;courage is fear that has said his prayers.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is very giving.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy picks up Felecia every Thurday afternoon from her job and brings her a "special lunch."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy does not like water...swimming that is. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a natural born oraganizer and his employer makes full use of him often, taking him from his regular work, to organize a freezer or closet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a very detailed cleaner as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy loves a BBQ'd steak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy plays guitar sometimes at church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy helps his son Shane with many endeavors such as building a chicken coop and putting up fencing for a barn yard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy's favorite color is green the colors of nature.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is a collector. His drawers are full or very organized collections. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy is very creative and artistic. He has made things like you would see at craft bazzars and he gets many compliments on them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy gets more compliments on his garage than his wife gets on the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Troy's dad is Dutch and his family lineage goes back to relations with Daniel Boone and the Wright Brothers. The Wright brothers created a bike called the 'Van Cleve' bike.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-4414367834191993603?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4414367834191993603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4414367834191993603&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4414367834191993603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4414367834191993603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-47th-birthday-troy.html' title='Happy 47th Birthday Troy!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJnxqrs9R4I/AAAAAAAAASg/yY1G3LiCA0c/s72-c/100_0777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2139745502372779373</id><published>2008-08-01T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Musings'/><title type='text'>Lying In His Bosom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJMXbAEAAMI/AAAAAAAAARo/Ymfihs3su9g/s1600-h/held_by_jesus_pix_compressed_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229549344947962050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJMXbAEAAMI/AAAAAAAAARo/Ymfihs3su9g/s320/held_by_jesus_pix_compressed_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night the church choir sang a song about how someday we are going to wear a robe and crown. On the way home from church I was meditating about what it will be like to see Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought, a crown, hmmm... we will toss our crowns at his feet. But with all the excitement and billions of souls gathered 'round, I will be comforted when I can crawl up in his lap and snuggle close to his breast. I tried to envision just that. How my heart felt comfort at just the thought of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have often reflected with great yearning of the disciple that leaned on Jesus' breast: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"Now there was one leaning on Jesus' bosom, one of his disciples whom Jesus loved."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; John 13:23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then &lt;em&gt;to my joy&lt;/em&gt; I was reminded of the beggar: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"and it came to pass that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels unto Abraham's bosom...now he is comforted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luke 16: 22, 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bosom&lt;/strong&gt; --- lap, the area in which one holds and cradles a loved one; the inner person; the heart; the seat of affection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;" I will trust His love, for it e'er will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;It is rich and warm and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Through the years of life, it will hold me fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And my help and comfort be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;To my waiting heart, all its treasures rare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;As a sparkling stream shall flow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;In the Joy of God, I shall ever share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Just because He loves me so. A-men!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He shall feed His flock like a shepherd: he shall gather the lambs with his arm and carry them in his bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Isaiah 40:11&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/4922359321319504290-2139745502372779373?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2139745502372779373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2139745502372779373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2139745502372779373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2139745502372779373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/08/lying-in-his-bosom.html' title='Lying In His Bosom'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJMXbAEAAMI/AAAAAAAAARo/Ymfihs3su9g/s72-c/held_by_jesus_pix_compressed_1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-2542663227609054043</id><published>2008-07-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>New Names Written Down in Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJCc6zvaIEI/AAAAAAAAARY/U_rkqJW-aAQ/s1600-h/2006052501_road_to_heaven%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228851701512544322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJCc6zvaIEI/AAAAAAAAARY/U_rkqJW-aAQ/s320/2006052501_road_to_heaven%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so excited to annouce that we have THREE new babes in Christ. &lt;strong&gt;Alicia Simmons&lt;/strong&gt; was saved last week during services, and then &lt;strong&gt;Carina Reis&lt;/strong&gt; was gloriously saved last night, and I got news that &lt;strong&gt;Katie Grace&lt;/strong&gt; was saved too. PRAISE GOD. I am so happy...no happy is not the word.... elated...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;full of JOY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for these young new converts and welcome them to the beautiful family of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"...My soul doth MAGNIFY the LORD, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Savior....For he that is mighty hath done GREAT things; and HOLY is His name!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luke 1: 46, 49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-2542663227609054043?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/2542663227609054043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=2542663227609054043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2542663227609054043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/2542663227609054043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-names-written-down-in-heaven.html' title='New Names Written Down in Heaven'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SJCc6zvaIEI/AAAAAAAAARY/U_rkqJW-aAQ/s72-c/2006052501_road_to_heaven%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-730225606612037558</id><published>2008-07-26T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Musings'/><title type='text'>To Be Understood or to Understand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIs5M1PI1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BXhY1ZzU3NE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227334685105378402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIs5M1PI1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BXhY1ZzU3NE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross and, and follow me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;." St. Matthew 16: 24-25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many times when my heart has been so burdened with things, hard to understand. Even I don't fully understand. Sometimes I long for someone to understand. "Why?", I ask myself, "Why does it matter who understands?"Sometimes we can feel so all alone. Then I come to that sweet hour of prayer, and all I can do is cry, and I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that my LORD understands. He understands better than I do. Yet in our human, we sometimes long for that human comfort; a sounding board...someone who will just listen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I realize, &lt;em&gt;"wait a minute! I am wrapped up in myself, and that makes a very small package."&lt;/em&gt; I look for others who have needs and when I sit and visit with them and they have a chance to be understood by me, my own little cross shrinks as I realize how I am not alone in this battle. I am sometimes &lt;em&gt;amazed&lt;/em&gt; at the trials others are suffering through or have suffered through. The following well known prayer comes to my mind often when I feel my heart crying out for God to please send me someone who will understand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LORD, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Author Francis of Assisi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even when I am crying out to Jesus, &lt;em&gt;I am reminded how little I understand all that he suffered through for me.&lt;/em&gt; The persecution, false accusations, loved ones rejecting him, friends forsaking him and misunderstanding him, imprisonment, a horrible beating (I remember, as it were, a small portion of what it's like to be beaten and its very scarey) people mocking him, hating him, and ultimately killing him in a very barbaric and humiliating way. Even before the cruciftion, how he died to himself and became poor, no where to lay his head; how he hungered, felt the strength of temptation and ultimately tasted death and seperation from God. &lt;em&gt;All this, so he could understand us, and succour us in our time of need. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, what a beautiful Savior!&lt;/strong&gt; May God help me die to self and to ever seek to understand rather than to be understood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh to understand! Jesus understands all we go through...so much better than we. We only sip a very tiny portion of the cup that he drank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4922359321319504290-730225606612037558?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/730225606612037558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=730225606612037558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/730225606612037558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/730225606612037558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-be-understood-or-to-understand.html' title='To Be Understood or to Understand?'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIs5M1PI1GI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/BXhY1ZzU3NE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4331877496206086540</id><published>2008-07-24T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:54.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Bare Your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIkcr6xrOQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AGKAX_NvcQE/s1600-h/AKDR07SCAXIJRLNCAON21PKCAZK0S79CAT3EXI8CA4RVMSXCA42GK4HCABJVFU1CABW4K8DCA4GG9XXCARP1ZPACAI6JSXPCAR475I2CAEIHCPPCANNY8TLCAU4TDEACAMOBJWPCAO3WH1KCAR1ZH3E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226740383377733890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIkcr6xrOQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AGKAX_NvcQE/s400/AKDR07SCAXIJRLNCAON21PKCAZK0S79CAT3EXI8CA4RVMSXCA42GK4HCABJVFU1CABW4K8DCA4GG9XXCARP1ZPACAI6JSXPCAR475I2CAEIHCPPCANNY8TLCAU4TDEACAMOBJWPCAO3WH1KCAR1ZH3E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;LORD, What shall I say, what can I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;how can I open the door?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To tell some poor wandering soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;about you and how great you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bare your heart Liz, Bare your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell them you were once where they are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell them how dark, tell them how low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;show them the terrible scar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But LORD, I'm afraid, so tender my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm certain would break open and bleed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I lay open my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to reach the poor sinners need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bare your heart Liz, Bare your heart Liz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be afraid for I'm here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will take care, to help you along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is no need to fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Lord, I'm ashamed so sinful was I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm certain would stain me again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I help the dying lost souls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and show them Jesus, my friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bare your heart Liz, Bare your heart Liz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell them the blood washed away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single shameful stain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and your standing clear today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I will Bare my heart just for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what it may cost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For you bore your heart, and you suffered shame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to rescue the poor and the lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bare your heart Liz, Yes, bare your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for that is how souls will be found&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you open your heart, and pour out my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My light and my grace will abound!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-4331877496206086540?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4331877496206086540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4331877496206086540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4331877496206086540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4331877496206086540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/lord-what-shall-i-say-what-can-i-do-how.html' title='Bare Your Heart'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIkcr6xrOQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/AGKAX_NvcQE/s72-c/AKDR07SCAXIJRLNCAON21PKCAZK0S79CAT3EXI8CA4RVMSXCA42GK4HCABJVFU1CABW4K8DCA4GG9XXCARP1ZPACAI6JSXPCAR475I2CAEIHCPPCANNY8TLCAU4TDEACAMOBJWPCAO3WH1KCAR1ZH3E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-7217887405680099327</id><published>2008-07-22T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:55.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Healing in His Wings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIXa3SCx8sI/AAAAAAAAAPo/znCCfcgmjHg/s1600-h/Jesus-savior%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225823585904489154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIXa3SCx8sI/AAAAAAAAAPo/znCCfcgmjHg/s200/Jesus-savior%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"For a just man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;falleth&lt;/span&gt; seven times, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;riseth&lt;/span&gt; up again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Proverbs 24:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A south American &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;traveler&lt;/span&gt; tells of a curious conflict which he once witnessed between a little quadruped and a poisonous reptile of great size. The little creature seemed no match for its antagonist that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;threatened&lt;/span&gt; to destroy it by a blow, as well as its helpless young, but it fearlessly faced its mighty enemy and rushing at him, struck him with a succession of fierce and telling blows, but received at the onset a deep and apparently fatal wound from the poisonous fangs, which flashed for a moment of angry fire, and then fastened themselves deep into the flesh of the daring little assailant.&lt;br /&gt;For a moment it seemed as if all were over, but the wise little creature immediately retired into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Forest&lt;/span&gt;, and hastening to the plantain tree, eagerly devoured some of its leaves, and then hurried back seemingly refreshed and restored, to renew the fray with vigor and determination. Again and again this strange spectacle was repeated: the serpent, although greatly exhausted, ferociously attacked, and again, and again wounded its antagonist to death, as it seemed, but the little creature each time repaired to its simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prescription&lt;/span&gt;, and returned to renewed victory. In the course of an hour or two the battle was over--the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mammoth&lt;/span&gt; reptile lay still and dead and the little victor was unharmed, in the midst of the nest and the helpless little ones.&lt;/em&gt; ( Praise God! )&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Springs in the Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;emories dark and forbidden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like demons they crowd my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and threaten to overtake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pursuing me from behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;aughing they mock and surround me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"You'll never escape," they sneer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we hold the keys to your future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Larger than life they appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hadows dark and foreboding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cut like a knife through the years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like a hand reaching out to grab me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stirring up all of my fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h for a black board eraser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and an easel to draw anew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a picture of happy childhood days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where love and compassion grew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h for a handful of happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of love and security&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would I not be a stronger soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serving God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;confidently&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;emories dark and forbidden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pushed back by the Saviors hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chased away by his angels here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;subjected to His command&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hadows dark and foreboding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give way in the light of His love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrapped up in warmth and security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of promise from above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;esus my Savior, my hero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my eyes lifted up to thee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bring healing and hope to my rescue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and set me completely free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author Liz VC&lt;/span&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/4922359321319504290-7217887405680099327?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/7217887405680099327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=7217887405680099327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7217887405680099327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/7217887405680099327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/healing-in-his-wings.html' title='Healing in His Wings'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIXa3SCx8sI/AAAAAAAAAPo/znCCfcgmjHg/s72-c/Jesus-savior%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1784129397802095356</id><published>2008-07-18T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:56.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>In the Garden with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all started with dirt...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224464181197819986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIEGfg4MUFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gv82NtH365I/s200/000_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And some seeds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224467023922412690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIEJE-2jPJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/CTKR4C9L5Os/s200/000_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224472448650747346" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1784129397802095356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-all-started-with-some-dirt.html' title='In the Garden with God'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SIEGfg4MUFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Gv82NtH365I/s72-c/000_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-8384850984221892146</id><published>2008-07-14T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:56.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHtU6pTeWgI/AAAAAAAAANw/CS_w32flHVg/s1600-h/AIIKBJMCA4S66CJCAPPNYPTCAIEE5BFCAQG0FHHCAFX6Z2ACA15VG0FCAC3EGG4CAC33YQQCA01JZFNCAPKAR57CA98ZL18CAJ4QYP4CAUHGLEJCAOUO3U5CAYSP4LDCAA22JGECAWUOCSXCAEM23G2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222861559362902530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHtU6pTeWgI/AAAAAAAAANw/CS_w32flHVg/s400/AIIKBJMCA4S66CJCAPPNYPTCAIEE5BFCAQG0FHHCAFX6Z2ACA15VG0FCAC3EGG4CAC33YQQCA01JZFNCAPKAR57CA98ZL18CAJ4QYP4CAUHGLEJCAOUO3U5CAYSP4LDCAA22JGECAWUOCSXCAEM23G2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart, Why are you sad; when Jesus wants to make you glad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;There's no need to be bowed down with care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;Behold, the weather is fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soul, why grieve thee so; when thou art the LORD's loving roe?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Behold, the fields blooming with flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;In God's grace there is power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears, why must you flow; in the midst where the Lebanon Cedars grow?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Behold, the birds sing his praise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;There's healing in the Sun's holy rays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Child, why do ye thirst; near the brooks where clear water doth flow?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Behold the Shepherd stands near,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;to His loving breast holdeth thee dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Author: Liz VC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-8384850984221892146?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHtU6pTeWgI/AAAAAAAAANw/CS_w32flHVg/s72-c/AIIKBJMCA4S66CJCAPPNYPTCAIEE5BFCAQG0FHHCAFX6Z2ACA15VG0FCAC3EGG4CAC33YQQCA01JZFNCAPKAR57CA98ZL18CAJ4QYP4CAUHGLEJCAOUO3U5CAYSP4LDCAA22JGECAWUOCSXCAEM23G2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-1418077679736756696</id><published>2008-07-12T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:56.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Healthy Living'/><title type='text'>Mint-Lime Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHiRwbj77qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/FO1MYQs1ISY/s1600-h/000_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222084029154324130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHiRwbj77qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/FO1MYQs1ISY/s320/000_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sister Annette made us this refreshing tea while we were visiting her in Montana. The tea is easy to prepare and very healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mint is known for its ability to settle the stomach, sooth the digestive tract and reduce the severity and length of stomach aches. Mint also contains antifungal properties and is used in treating asthma and many allergy conditions as well. Mint contains the phytonutrient, perillyl alcohol, and chlorophyll which are both useful in the prevention of certain types of cancer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Limes are rich in Potassium and vitamin C and honey is a natural energy booster and immune system builder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To make, cut a bunch of mint leaves out of your garden (see me if you need a plant) Place in a pitcher. Pour in just enough very hot (not boiling) purified water to cover leaves. Cover the pitcher and let steep 3 minutes. Stir in a large spoonful of honey (about 1/4 -1/3 cup) Fill the pitcher with cold purified water. Add the juice of one fresh squeezed lime. &lt;em&gt;Be sure not to add the peel unless it is an organic lime. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Following these instructions will insure the best nutrient quality tea. Pour over Ice and enjoy!&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/4922359321319504290-1418077679736756696?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/1418077679736756696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=1418077679736756696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1418077679736756696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/1418077679736756696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/mint-lime-tea.html' title='Mint-Lime Tea'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHiRwbj77qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/FO1MYQs1ISY/s72-c/000_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-6105297815839508480</id><published>2008-07-10T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:57.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday Amber!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz1VuUyuI/AAAAAAAAALw/jn6DFT1WXxc/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221628915672730338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz1VuUyuI/AAAAAAAAALw/jn6DFT1WXxc/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz1iTirYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/kf2OVP32Mjo/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221628919050055042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz1iTirYI/AAAAAAAAAMA/kf2OVP32Mjo/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz2NKDNBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nKOGwVrFIcM/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221628930552968210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz2NKDNBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nKOGwVrFIcM/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4922359321319504290-6105297815839508480?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/6105297815839508480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=6105297815839508480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6105297815839508480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/6105297815839508480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-18th-birthday-amber.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday Amber!'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHbz1VuUyuI/AAAAAAAAALw/jn6DFT1WXxc/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-4521899213947618234</id><published>2008-07-09T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T09:13:02.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heavenly Brides'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Miss Frumpy Dumpy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Frumpy Dumpy sat on a couch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Frumpy Dumpy became a great grouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;All of her make-up, hairdo's and frills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Couldn't set Frumpy free from her ill's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;One day Miss Frumpy read the good book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;read about Jesus and the beating he took;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Read of the cross and his victry o're sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;read how his blood makes us over agian.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;So Miss Frumpy Dumpy went to God's Beauty School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;No more to be Frumpy Dumpy the fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;He cleaned up her heart, and taught her new ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To get off the couch and make useful her days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To keep a clean house, and wear a kind smile;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To thank God each day, and to not let things pile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To train up her children in the way they should go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and to keep her garments always white as the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To love her dear husband with honor and praise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and to be a good help-meet all of his days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;To always abound in the work of the Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;for this she was promised a lasting reward.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Miss Pretty Princess is now her new name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;For now in her heart King Jesus does reign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;She no longer has make-up, jewelry, or sin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc66cc; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;For Jesus has given her beauty within!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Author Liz VC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4922359321319504290-4521899213947618234?l=lizannvan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/feeds/4521899213947618234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4922359321319504290&amp;postID=4521899213947618234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4521899213947618234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922359321319504290/posts/default/4521899213947618234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizannvan.blogspot.com/2008/07/miss-frumpy-dumpy-sat-on-couch-miss.html' title='Miss Frumpy Dumpy'/><author><name>LizAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12521997851762002509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMBYWsA4kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WG9M4jo3L-U/S220/Bachan+Gichan%27s+50th+anniversary+006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922359321319504290.post-8136536191376252436</id><published>2008-07-07T23:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:42:58.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lessons from the Garden'/><title type='text'>In the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rr7qvuh6Mko/SHMNZwBc7rI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IAUZl3FFuNg/s1600-h/000_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220531129091419826" style="DISPLAY: block; 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