<?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-1345040649331850822</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:31:05.782-06:00</updated><category term='Ugghh.  Sanctification Issues'/><category term='Wow God'/><category term='Just wondering...'/><title type='text'>Can I ask you a question?</title><subtitle type='html'>I like to ask questions. And I have a lot of them.  I also like to talk:o)  But really, I want to ask questions, share what I believe is true, and get your input.  Please feel free to comment with your thoughts; however, please be sure that what you write is related to the blog topic!  thanks:o)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-3105807762007487251</id><published>2009-04-16T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:02:31.707-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why the heck haven't i written anything for 2 1/2 months??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can I ask you a question?  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Why have I not written since the end of January?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made a promise to write at least once a month.  But, this reminds me of a verse in the Bible,   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"We may roll the dice, but the Lord determines how they fall."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Proverns&lt;/span&gt; 16:33).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  So, in light of God determining my lot, I have not yet had an opportunity to write.  BUT!! But, I am on Spring break from work!  Yippee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I have been in school since January 31.  I am getting my Associates degree this semester in General Studies.  THEN onto nursing school.  I am in the process of deciding where.  I have also been working &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;full time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; in the two year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; class.  It is pretty fun,  although we have our moments of  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AAAUUGGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also have been having lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;room ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; time.  K and I have established "Friday Night."  Which usually means on on Friday night, we have a yummy meal (usually steak and shrimp), drink punch margaritas, and watch our Thursday shows or a movie.  However.  Friday Night is occasionally on Saturday night and lately more likely to be in effect on Thursday night.  Additionally, punch Margaritas might be peppermint mocha's, or coconut vacation drinks.  Also, tonight, for example, we have potatoes and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;polenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yucko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;!!).  So, its just called Friday Night. But it isn't always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next, I have been dealing with a TON of car issues.  I am pretty sure I need to get a new one.  Not sure how/when yet.  But, today I was encouraged by another verse I read, just today- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Lord is our refuge and our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;, a very present help in trouble."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Psalm 46:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have been really learning to lean on the Lord to be my refuge in my times of trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also tend to get distracted easily.  For example, I just stopped and watched this funny &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=33287023"&gt;clip&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;SNL&lt;/span&gt; clip.  Check it out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;!  I entered into a season of courtship with a wonderful man who loves the Lord, Brian, on February 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  More on that later!!  But, needless to say, he keeps me pretty busy now, and definitely distracted from extracurricular things:o) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i leave you with this question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any wisdom you can pass my way regarding relationships?  What drew you to your spouse, and how did you know he/she was the one?  any advice during this wonderful season??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1345040649331850822-3105807762007487251?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/3105807762007487251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=3105807762007487251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3105807762007487251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3105807762007487251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-heck-havent-i-written-anything-for.html' title='why the heck haven&apos;t i written anything for 2 1/2 months??'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-6805684841251667981</id><published>2009-01-27T09:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:58:16.998-06:00</updated><title type='text'>why did I decide to list all those books? to the right, a couple of inches down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why would I list all the books you see on my blog now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shortened answer is:  my friend Michele posted a resolution of sorts her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://teacupnotasledgehammer.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, and I decided to pursue a similar one of my own and join the crowd.  Btw- her resolution stemmed from this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://sec.online.wsj.com/article/SB123025595706634689.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So the long reason why I have decided to join this resolution/competition/etc. is because about a year and a half ago, Michele and I were conversing about my college career.  I was sharing how my English professor was really encouraging me to explore writing more and even possibly switching to English as my major (I have not, as an fyi).  Michele had many encouraging things and suggestions to say (including starting a blog), but she said one thing that has haunted me since.  She said, "Why would go into an English major, you don't really like reading, do you." (or something to that extent- sorry M if this is not an accurate word for word repeat!!).  A first, I felt offended- I mean, she is one of my closest friends, so how could she say such a thing??  I mean, I was one of the kids who learned to read at age four and always had a book in hand- would read walking to and from school, sneak to the bathroom to read, not fall asleep until 4 A.M. in order to finish a book.  Heck, moving seven times in 3 years (um..that is for a future post!) would have been no problem at all had I not ended up having seven- ten boxes half filled with books.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But, she had reason to suggest such an atrocity.  You see, since moving to Baltimore, and particularly since starting school in 2004, I have not been very diligent or disciplined to read much other than care group books and textbooks.  I tend to buy books that I either do not get time to read or only partially finish.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, my modified version of M's resolution:  I am going to read 26 books this year ALL the way through!! That means I would be finishing one about every other week.  I have finished&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Hinds Feet on High Places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Hannah Hurnard already, and am already in the midst of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Knowing God&lt;/span&gt; by J.I. Packer (as a study), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;he Gospel and Personal Evangelism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by Mark Dever (for care group), almost finished with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Healthy Christian Growth&lt;/span&gt; by Sinclair Ferguson (a quickish read), and am planning on starting &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Far From You&lt;/span&gt; by Lisa Shroeder (again, for quick reading).  I am trying to only be in the midst of 3 at a time- since they will be read at different times and for different purposes.  I am also hoping to write a short summary of what  thought and favorite quotes (if any).   I am feeling pretty excited about this!!  A few friends have made suggestions, so I have a tentative 26 started...but they are subject to change- the ones followed by an asterisk are ones I have previously read, so they may get knocked off unless I feel the Lord is prompting me to keep them on anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So I leave you with this question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you have any favorite books you can suggest?  Particularly ones that have greatly impacted your life, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Since I have finished Hinds Feet, I will be writing up a review shortly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345040649331850822-6805684841251667981?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/6805684841251667981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=6805684841251667981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/6805684841251667981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/6805684841251667981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-did-i-decide-to-list-all-those.html' title='why did I decide to list all those books? to the right, a couple of inches down...'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-2820031115621437160</id><published>2009-01-20T22:11:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:03:43.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i need to know at 30?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;  Is there anything that those of you who have saw 30 already can offer me in the arena of advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I turned 30 on Saturday, and unlike many other people (from my observation), I don't really mind.  Truth be told, I am excited- NO, ECSTATIC!!! I don't know exactly why I feel so giddy at this particular age.  Perhaps its the prospect of a new decade- 10 plus years have gone by since my entrance into adulthood, and there are many lessons I learned along the way.  The &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;most important- or relevant (besides the actual Gospel)- is LEARN FROM OTHERS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So many people told me back then, "Don't do this or do that...learn form my mistakes...if only I had known and had the chances you have..."   Unfortunately, I rarely listened then and I filed to learn without experiencing first hand the tragedy of rebellion.  I wish I  could even claim ignorance, but I was well informed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;  his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Lamentations 22-23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  So, I know that I can start fresh, not just this new decade, but everyday.   I do think, however, that I have finally learned through God's word that it is good to have counsel.  So, I am beseeching anyone who has reached this milestone themselves...LET ME LEARN FROM YOU!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE&lt;/span&gt;!!  I am aware of my own foolishness, so I need help to be wiser.... or, is it more wise.??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I leave you with this question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;From your own experiences, what can you teach me for this new season of life??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;30 is gonna ROCK!! woohoo!!&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/1345040649331850822-2820031115621437160?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/2820031115621437160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=2820031115621437160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2820031115621437160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2820031115621437160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-do-i-need-to-know-at-30.html' title='what do i need to know at 30?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-2844264578117872525</id><published>2009-01-07T20:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:46:55.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>does God have teeth??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Can I ask you a question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Does God have teeth? Does he even need teeth? Does he eat?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;That, obviously, is not a true question, but in light of formatting, I needed to ask a silly question in order to share a funny tidbit from the little guy that makes me laugh an awful lot. a lot of the time!!  Actually, it is a conversation that took place between him and his dad. Gabriel is 3, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Gabriel's dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;There are no monster's here, because God is here so they can't come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gabriel:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; Where's God, I don't see Him?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabriel's Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Well, He's here, He's always here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gabriel:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;No, no, he's not here, he went to the dentist!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I leave you with this question: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you have any funny stories to share from out of the mouths of babes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1345040649331850822-2844264578117872525?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/2844264578117872525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=2844264578117872525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2844264578117872525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2844264578117872525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2009/01/does-god-have-teeth.html' title='does God have teeth??'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-5905265519752892029</id><published>2009-01-04T14:15:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:40:06.922-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wow God'/><title type='text'>what is the BEST thing about 2009?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  What do you think is the best thing about this year? In 2009, what do we have to look forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here is what I believe is the most exciting thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"God so loved the world, he sent his only Son to die for us. And whomever believes in His name will not perish but have eternal life."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WOW!!  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;, btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And, the thing is, that is not something new for 2009...it was true in 2008, as it was in 1009, and will be in 2010 and beyond!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It is new to me this week though, because I have been mediating on this line, "I ask great things of a great God," from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valley of Vision&lt;/span&gt;, which is a collection of Puritan prayers and devotions.  I wanted to pass on to you the entire prayer so that you can reflect on what a kind, gracious, and BIG God we have. (hopefully there are no copyright infringements here!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;O Fountain of all good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Destroy in me every lofty thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Break pride to pieces and scatter it to the winds.  Annihilate each clinging shred of self-righteousness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Implant in me true lowliness of spirit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Abase me to self-loathing and self-abhorrence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Open up in me a fount of penitential tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Break me, then bin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;d me up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus will my heart be a prepared dwelling for my God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then the Father can take His abode in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       Then can the blessed Jesus  come with healing in His touch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       Then can the Holy Spirit descend in sanctifying grace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O Holy Trinity, three Persons and one God,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inhabit me, a temple consecrated to thy glory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When thou art present, evil cannot abide;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In thy fellowship is fullness of joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beneath thy smile is peace of conscience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;By thy side, no fears disturb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no apprehensions banish rest of mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;With Thee my heart shall bloom with fragrance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Make me meet, through repentance, for thine indwelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NOTHING exceeds thy power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NOTHING is too great for thee to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NOTHING too good for thee to give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       Infinite is thy might, boundless thy love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       limitless thy grace, glorious thy saving name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Let angels sing for sinners repenting, prodigals restored,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       backsliders reclaimed, Satan's captive's released,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       blind eyes opened, broken hearts bound up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       the despondent cheered, the self-righteous stripped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       the formalist driven from a refuge of lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       the ignorant enlightened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;       and the saints built up in their holy faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I ask great things of a great God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I leave you with this question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do you know the God described in this prayer and the wonderful work that He has done for you??  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(If you don't, you need to- your life depends on it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;God Bless and Happy New Years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345040649331850822-5905265519752892029?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/5905265519752892029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=5905265519752892029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/5905265519752892029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/5905265519752892029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-best-thing-about-2009.html' title='what is the BEST thing about 2009?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-3387293793632213972</id><published>2008-12-10T20:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:27:24.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugghh.  Sanctification Issues'/><title type='text'>what am i supposed to be doing??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;  Why is it that every time I am supposed to do one thing, I get distracted and do something- NO, EVERYTHING- else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So, what am I supposed to be doing?  w\Writing up Christmas cards so that I can have them ready to hand out or mail by the 14th.  I am bound and determined to have them done and actually give them out. Usually I fill out all the envelopes and/or the cards too, but don't actually do not give them out.  Weird I know. And every January 1st, I emphatically declare "Next year I am just not going to bother!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So, why am I striving to stay on task this year and get them done again (and failing so miserably???!!)  Because, simply, I love Christmas cards, especially now as a Christian.  I love that you can share the gospel message through our Savior's birth story in a card- and nobody objects and calls you politically incorrect (at least I have never been told that- yet).    I have many family member's and some friends who need this gospel message, yet, year after year, I fail to send out the cards I prepare for them?  Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Probably time management- or lack there of.   So, what am I doing now rather than fill out my cards and put stamps of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1) blogging- which I have not done in three months (uh, sorry- crazy/hectic season!! Its not like anyone but me reads it anyway). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2) checking 40 + emails that filled my email account in 1 week!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;3)calling people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;4) checking myspace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;5) watching funny youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So, I am going to log off from this blog, read the remaining 10 emails (maybe respond to the two I had to star), and complete 10 more cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;BTW!  Remember when stamps were $.25??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh.  but one more thing.  So, I have this verse that came to mind when I started thinking about how badly i am procrastinating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ephesians 5:15-16 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise, but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;What a reminder to why I need to get my cards done to share a tiny bit of the gospel with those that I love and want to see in Heaven giving God praise!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's my question for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How do you manage your time? What are some techniques you've established?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345040649331850822-3387293793632213972?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/3387293793632213972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=3387293793632213972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3387293793632213972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3387293793632213972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-am-i-supposed-to-be-doing.html' title='what am i supposed to be doing??'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-2996781111865005735</id><published>2008-10-28T22:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:08:03.625-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugghh.  Sanctification Issues'/><title type='text'>are you ever tired?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Are you ever tired?  I mean, REALLY tired...feeling purely exhausted??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.  Yes, sleepy tired, because it is 11:35 p.m.  But, lately, I have felt more and more tired on a daily basis.  I am not sure if my sleep quantity is still insufficient, if it is lacking in quality, or if life is just sucking the life out of me.  I just reread that...lol...sort of an oxymoron.  I have been trying to get into God's word more, and THAT is pretty energizing, but mostly even though I want to, I tend to fall asleep as soon as I sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I think when a person's brain thinks constantly and rhetorically about something, it can make them exhausted too.  Currently, I am praying and asking God where He might have me live.  I have spent the past 6 months trying to redeem a sin I committed.  I have finally realized that my disobedience stemmed form a desire to serve and worship myself.  I know longer want to do that , but how do I know always what worshiping the Lord looks like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I ask you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;What does worship mean?  And how do we do that on a daily basis?&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/1345040649331850822-2996781111865005735?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/2996781111865005735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=2996781111865005735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2996781111865005735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/2996781111865005735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-ever-tired.html' title='are you ever tired?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-4608536907856620445</id><published>2008-08-25T21:30:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:05:34.505-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wow God'/><title type='text'>how do I know God is sovereign?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  how do you know that God is truly sovereign?  Not just sovereign, but good, wise, BRILLIANT, and complex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I know this is not the next post that I planned to write about, but since God &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;sovereign, he can control what I write, and today, I want to praise Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So, to start, a story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday, I and three other friends went to Ocean City for the day.  Although I had not been there in three or four years, it seemed to me that the waves were quite vicious.  I could barely stand a couple of feet out, without getting swept back towards land.  A few times, I had to pray I wouldn't hurt a child with my careening body.   But, other than some soreness, I am ok, and it was fun.  Jeremy, however, who is one of my dearest and best friends, came up to the beach shortly after I got out and said he had been pulled so hard by the waves that he hit the ocean floor with  his head, straight on.  Well, as you can tell, by the fact that he walked up to me, he didn't die; because of this, we assumed nothing was broken and it was probably a pulled muscle or pinched nerve.  He allowed me to massage the hurting area, but it dint make it feel better, but I did detect a slight protrusion on one side of his cervical spinal area.  Anyway, he thought he could sleep it off, but didn't really sleep form the pain, and so went to the E.R.  this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well, Jeremy was diagnosed with a fractured spine, in the cervical vertebra c2-c5.   He has been under a  lot of drugs, but he did relay to me that he does NOT have any neurological damage AND does NOT need surgery.  He needs to wear a neck brace and possibly undergo therapy.   I just went down to visit him (at his parents, yes, he WAS released today too!), and his mom told me more about the hospital visit.  This is what she had to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The doctor's believe that Jeremy should have died, on impact.  He didn't, and mainly it was due to a birth defect in his neck of three bones fused together.  Something that God created Jeremy with that was not supposed to be there, that was an anomaly, saved his life.  Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tonight, I am meditating on Psalm 139, particularly the following verses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book.Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed." (verses 13-6, new living translation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;God decided to protect Jeremy from dying...not just dying, but even from being paralyzed or having sustained a more impacting injury, 33 1/2 years earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;So, I leave you with the following question:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is God really sovereign? does He really know everything?  is he really kind, good, and generous, particularly in the area of his created ones (us)??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In what ways have you witnessed this in your life (or others??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1345040649331850822-4608536907856620445?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/4608536907856620445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=4608536907856620445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/4608536907856620445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/4608536907856620445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-i-know-god-is-sovereign.html' title='how do I know God is sovereign?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-4393271014396337043</id><published>2008-08-19T22:53:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:42:00.409-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just wondering...'/><title type='text'>inquisitive or nosy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Is one inquisitive or just plain nosy, when one begins asking lots of questions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I suppose it would depend on what person is being asked!!  I am naturally a curious person.  Call it a consequence of being repressed as a child and not having ALL my questions answered at three years of age, or an insatiable desire to hold the world' s record for largest knowledge base (haha!), or perhaps the answer lies in this simple fact:  I just want to know people.  My bests friends are the ones who have allowed  me to probe their minds, shared the history of their lives with me.  The man I think I will love is the one that I know like the contours of my own face- who has opened up his life to me so that even when I am not with him, I KNOW that he is in pain.  This might sound boring to know a person this well, I mean, where's the mystery, right?  But, ha! Knowing ones face well can only happen to a certain degree.  We only get mirror images of our selves, so there is still much to be explored....so vast, that it never gets boring.   It is helpful to ask questions too, in learning how to serve someone better, either in actions, or in their sanctification process.  Questions help people to know the whole story in a situation.  So, I believe it is a fine balance: information that is irrelevant to a situation, gossiping (either hearing or sharing),  may cause myself or the person answering to stuble in their walk with the Lord, or for infringes on another person's personal boundaries are DEFINITELY not viable as anything other than nosiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OH! I promised to let you in on how this got started.  Obviously, you can tell my passion for questions, right?  In 2005, I was at a care group picnic, where we each were awarded a homemade plaque that exclaimed a trait or characteristic that we exemplified;  somewhat like a high school superlative ( yay! I spelled that right!!).  Mine was "Most likely to start a sentence with: Can I ask you a question?"  fast forward to about one year ago.  I took English 102 as a requirement for the college degree I am currently working on (Early Childhood Education).  The professor was very encouraging, and suggested I find other avenues to pursue my writing abilities.  Around the same time (or maybe earlier??) my friends, &lt;a href="http://teacupnotasledgehammer.blogspot.com/"&gt;M&lt;/a&gt;, began a blog, and suggested i do the same.  To know why I delayed, read this: why would I start my own blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;But, I always have a lot of thoughts, and would eventually hope to have some input from the rest of the world, so I thought, "what the heck?"  And what would be more appropriate than one that functions as a question forum?  One in which I can ask a question, and share my answer, and allow for others, through the comment option, to reciprocate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, how does this work?  At the end of each blog, you will find a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;, highlighted in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;TEAL&lt;/span&gt;.  The readers job is to click on comment for the opportunity to post their own thoughts, and share what they think or know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ok, one last thing, a story to share!!  Have you ever wondered just how on Earth young children can be so sweet and yet still so sinful?  In the Children's Center where I work, there is a 13 1/2 month chunky monkey boy named "G" (to protect the identity of the perpetrator, I mean, innocent...lol).  Everyday at nap time, he is CLEARLY tired, rubbing his eyes, yawning, and barely being able to stand up.  Everyday, we remind him to lay down.  Additionally, this little ball of energy loves to screech plastic toys on a slate windowsill, get into the trash, and dump all the toys on the floor.  And, just last week, he discovered the art of "watering" his high chair tray with his milk bottle.   That is typical, no big deal, right?  BUT!! When you speak sternly or even attempt to sound angry, he just laughs. Exasperating??? YYEESSS!!! But, he won my heart once again, Monday morning, when as I was pulling his shorts up after a diaper change, he grabbed the sides of my face with his chubby little fingers and began rubbing his pudgy little baby nose on mine.  He ended our sweet Eskimo kiss with a loud, smacking,  "MMMMAAHHH!" ( apparently, he thinks Eskimo kisses end with an air kiss).  Sweet:o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So, I leave you with this question(s):  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it better to ask what you want to know or leave some mystery?  Also, any cute kid stories you can share?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1345040649331850822-4393271014396337043?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/4393271014396337043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=4393271014396337043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/4393271014396337043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/4393271014396337043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2008/08/inquistive-or-nosy.html' title='inquisitive or nosy?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1345040649331850822.post-3898410906478755866</id><published>2008-08-09T23:10:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:34:19.709-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just wondering...'/><title type='text'>why would I start my own blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Can I ask you a question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why would I bother starting my own blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be completely honest with you, I don't have time to begin my own blog.  Like right now...it is 12:26 a.m., and guess where I should be?  Yup, sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do ( did??)  have authorization to write on my friend Michele's blog, and probably my friend Kristina's, but the reality is, when I think I want to blog on their spaces, I encounter two problems.  First, there is an unspoken expectation that I will write a minimum of a certain number of times.  I would love to commit to writing weekly, but, well, as I have already mentioned, I am a busy gal...so no go on that.  My own expectation makes me feel badly about not being able to commit.  Anyway, on to number two:  when blogging on someone else's blogspace, I have to make sure that I write something that would go with what they would like.  I mean...I can't just write about anything that comes to mind.  Also, to be honest with you, my writing style is NOT going to be perfect.  I try to write grammatically and have correct spelling, but I have been informed that I don't write in a very easy to read manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, this is my blog, so I can do what I want.  LOL.  I am being facetious,  of course.  I will do my best to make this legible for those who pass by.  I also wanted a place to write down what I am thinking about, and possibly get other people's thoughts on the same subjects.  Next time ( maybe, unless I decide something else), I will explain how "Can I ask you a question" was created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I leave you with a question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Is a person who asks a LOT of questions inquisitive or just plain NOSY!!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1345040649331850822-3898410906478755866?l=amilyasquestions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/feeds/3898410906478755866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1345040649331850822&amp;postID=3898410906478755866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3898410906478755866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1345040649331850822/posts/default/3898410906478755866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amilyasquestions.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-would-i-start-my-own-blog.html' title='why would I start my own blog?'/><author><name>ames</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12531693063083375306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n5_bRtYiNhA/SJ5z3RdtuaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Lu8y_b2exk4/s1600-R/fun2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
