<?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-20954091</id><updated>2012-01-22T19:12:40.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Katie's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7672855305606567302</id><published>2012-01-17T16:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:53:26.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Max!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QefYcbBQnZg/TxX72b26uZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/scrqKBmpk3w/s1600/GEDC0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698737816116836754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QefYcbBQnZg/TxX72b26uZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/scrqKBmpk3w/s400/GEDC0430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZEVT5HXWaQ/TxX72KDsEnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PaRc9WuFT3E/s1600/GEDC0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698737811338564210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZEVT5HXWaQ/TxX72KDsEnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/PaRc9WuFT3E/s400/GEDC0409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LREdxs97EUw/TxX712xbOMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/AIri_GPNXdI/s1600/GEDC0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698737806161688770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LREdxs97EUw/TxX712xbOMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/AIri_GPNXdI/s400/GEDC0422.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7672855305606567302?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7672855305606567302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7672855305606567302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7672855305606567302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7672855305606567302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2012/01/max.html' title='Max!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QefYcbBQnZg/TxX72b26uZI/AAAAAAAAAgA/scrqKBmpk3w/s72-c/GEDC0430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2835346529970237956</id><published>2012-01-17T16:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T16:41:37.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard this today...</title><content type='html'>Actually, I've heard it before, but just heard it again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grace is not a license to sin. Grace is the power of God to overcome sin and live right!" -Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2835346529970237956?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2835346529970237956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2835346529970237956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2835346529970237956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2835346529970237956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2012/01/heard-this-today.html' title='Heard this today...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6236772515710319308</id><published>2011-12-29T08:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T08:36:11.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tempted...</title><content type='html'>to say how long it's been since I posted, but that's so over-done...&lt;em&gt;by me!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I do have two other blogs. Secret blogs, that I won't link to here. Mwah-ha-ha-ha!!! Sounds secretive and all cool and stuff, right? Whatever...I have neglected those two also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am excited to announce that my favorite step-son will be playing football when it starts up again! He has decided to move to off-season training at semester. I'm so very excited for him. He is so good at it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really has been a long time since I've posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa won the state championship football title a couple of weeks ago. They played the final game at Cowboy's Stadium. And it was awesome!!! And all my pictures are on the other computer!!! Isn't that awesome, too?!!! Oh, well, if I think of it later, I'll do another picture post. I need to anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I really do need to do a picture post because we got a new dog! Max is awesome! He's a Schnauzer and adorable. I am not normally a dog person, but this is a special, precious, almost perfect dog. I'm convinced he'd make a dog person out of just about anybody. I'm definitely in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also post a couple of pictures from Christmas. Maybe. Ok, I should. Maybe I'll get around to it all later on. Right now, I'm being summoned to play the Wii with a 5 year old...oh yeah, maybe I should post pictures of his Birthday cake?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6236772515710319308?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6236772515710319308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6236772515710319308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6236772515710319308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6236772515710319308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-tempted.html' title='I&apos;m tempted...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3881759323074766503</id><published>2011-10-24T08:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:40:25.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijtxrQPfG5g/TqVqcpjx7wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aKANkUz24zc/s1600/100_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667052746540445442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijtxrQPfG5g/TqVqcpjx7wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aKANkUz24zc/s400/100_0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smIsNPXnia0/TqVqa3tGH7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/8vX9_3vIOJA/s1600/100_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667052715977875378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smIsNPXnia0/TqVqa3tGH7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/8vX9_3vIOJA/s400/100_0879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KsFGuU7lGY/TqVqaLsZXdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2IyCYymyzmI/s1600/100_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667052704163782098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KsFGuU7lGY/TqVqaLsZXdI/AAAAAAAAAfA/2IyCYymyzmI/s400/100_0871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kH-PZ-uhce0/TqVqZ_0qvyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/sZsvE85xB2M/s1600/100_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667052700977250082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kH-PZ-uhce0/TqVqZ_0qvyI/AAAAAAAAAe0/sZsvE85xB2M/s400/100_0870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally never posted Homecoming pictures! Come to think of it, I totally haven't posted anything in a long time. On any of my blogs. Usually I'll make it to one of them about once a week, anyway. Oh, well, time marches on. I'm also behind on my Bible reading for school, but I'll get caught up soon. That's not a hard one. I can't go back and replace blog posts that are missing on their correct dates...at least I don't think I can. I did see somebody put a post up and call it a place-holder once so they could save the date. Maybe I should do that. Except I forget and then I'm right back where I started. See how my brain runs in circles? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homecoming. That's what I was talking about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol brought Katie, Connie, Michelle and Rosey down for the weekend. Carol had to go back on Saturday, and took Katie and Michelle with her and Rosey and Connie stayed so Connie could go to the dance with Jacob Saturday night. I had the pleasure of keeping the two girls until Monday morning. So much fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I forget, we all went to Joshua's soccer game on Saturday. He is so very cute playing soccer!!! It was fun.&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/20954091-3881759323074766503?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3881759323074766503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3881759323074766503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3881759323074766503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3881759323074766503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/10/homecoming.html' title='Homecoming!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ijtxrQPfG5g/TqVqcpjx7wI/AAAAAAAAAfY/aKANkUz24zc/s72-c/100_0898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5458502513984123195</id><published>2011-09-30T08:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:54:23.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3Vc2fqf5So/ToXIfvZdFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/xwwxg9qs_sU/s1600/P9100067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658148954485626466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3Vc2fqf5So/ToXIfvZdFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/xwwxg9qs_sU/s400/P9100067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv5Il_xwvTU/ToXIfa-QzPI/AAAAAAAAAek/NSfAPHWh12E/s1600/P9100065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658148949002865906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv5Il_xwvTU/ToXIfa-QzPI/AAAAAAAAAek/NSfAPHWh12E/s400/P9100065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZABczgaKYI/ToXIfDY8mUI/AAAAAAAAAec/Lh6b35IkiSQ/s1600/Anna%2BGame%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658148942672337218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZABczgaKYI/ToXIfDY8mUI/AAAAAAAAAec/Lh6b35IkiSQ/s400/Anna%2BGame%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshua's soccer is in full swing. He LOVES it! He hasn't quite gotten the hang of the fact that it's important for him to get goals and not just run around in circles and hop a little bit. He'll get there, though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David's mom and dad come today for the weekend and I've got alot to do this morning. So I'm blogging. Makes sense, right? It'll all come together. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Football is also still going strong. I know it's hard to be a teenager. There's so much growing up that has to be done, and so many things to deal with in their own bodies. They are working so hard and learning so much in school and at home. It's pretty-much mind boggling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of stuff has been going on at school, but that's for that blog. &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/20954091-5458502513984123195?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5458502513984123195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5458502513984123195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5458502513984123195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5458502513984123195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/09/soccer-and-other-stuff.html' title='Soccer and other stuff'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3Vc2fqf5So/ToXIfvZdFmI/AAAAAAAAAes/xwwxg9qs_sU/s72-c/P9100067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5685656206795644326</id><published>2011-09-14T07:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T07:47:35.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dont throw away what you know based on what you don&amp;#39;t know. And dont build your theology based on what you dont know, but what you do know. - Pastor Bob Yandian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5685656206795644326?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5685656206795644326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5685656206795644326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5685656206795644326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5685656206795644326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-throw-away-what-you-know-based-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-9103784236024509502</id><published>2011-09-12T14:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:47:11.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j10veuruzGg/Tm5hFM1hNsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mjitvRWrKF4/s1600/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561324369491650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j10veuruzGg/Tm5hFM1hNsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mjitvRWrKF4/s400/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8rStm6A45Y/Tm5hFLqG54I/AAAAAAAAAeM/-wVz5c5EQRM/s1600/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561324053194626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8rStm6A45Y/Tm5hFLqG54I/AAAAAAAAAeM/-wVz5c5EQRM/s400/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8jqiECxRYQ/Tm5hE8dbqSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/M5wECGnLPE8/s1600/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561319973497122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8jqiECxRYQ/Tm5hE8dbqSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/M5wECGnLPE8/s400/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-KP39xa-Pg/Tm5hERX8l0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/PZS2R21DMuE/s1600/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561308407764802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O-KP39xa-Pg/Tm5hERX8l0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/PZS2R21DMuE/s400/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R839B4txptQ/Tm5hEEt_bZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/21p5ECAEf5Q/s1600/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561305010564498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R839B4txptQ/Tm5hEEt_bZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/21p5ECAEf5Q/s400/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so very excited for my Jacob. He's an amazing young man! He started out on JV this year after not playing at all last year because of a back injury. He's now been moved to Varsity and is really doing well. These pictures are from his last JV game against Van Alstyne. I don't know who took the pictures to give them credit - somebody on the Van Alstyne side took them and posted them on Facebook. Jacob found them.&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/20954091-9103784236024509502?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/9103784236024509502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=9103784236024509502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/9103784236024509502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/9103784236024509502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/09/football.html' title='Football!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j10veuruzGg/Tm5hFM1hNsI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mjitvRWrKF4/s72-c/Melissa.VanAlstyne%2B9.1.11.15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-730322073001762809</id><published>2011-08-27T23:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:01:20.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've posted a little bit other places, but not much...</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd update here, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Stronger Family Seminar in Atoka, Oklahoma last night and today. It was really quite good. We stayed in the Best Western there in Atoka, and it was really very nice. They have recently redone their rooms and they've done a decent job. I mean, I didn't see it before, but it looks great now. It was clean and the staff was excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seminar was really very good. I was very glad we went. It was a good time with the kids and a good time in the Lord. It's fun to visit other Victory locations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought I'd put more here, but I'm ready to crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-730322073001762809?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/730322073001762809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=730322073001762809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/730322073001762809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/730322073001762809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-posted-little-bit-other-places-but.html' title='I&apos;ve posted a little bit other places, but not much...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3322050192907058906</id><published>2011-08-25T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T13:42:52.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like I&amp;#39;m slighting my child or curbing his creativity for not buying him play-doh. Oh, well, I think it was a passing sentiment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3322050192907058906?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3322050192907058906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3322050192907058906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3322050192907058906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3322050192907058906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-feel-like-i-slighting-my-child-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6693329278529737984</id><published>2011-07-31T00:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:49:32.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing</title><content type='html'>Really. I do. It's sad, actually. I am always writing posts in my head, but they just never make it here. My life is really not boring at all. God shows me so much, I just can't seem to get it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6693329278529737984?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6693329278529737984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6693329278529737984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6693329278529737984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6693329278529737984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-got-nothing.html' title='I got nothing'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2508404625761320856</id><published>2011-07-15T11:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T11:57:50.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooney-Mayham and catching up</title><content type='html'>That was the phrase coined by my brother for what just occurred at our house. I think it's fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg, Andrea, Andrew and Paige came for a week. They left and went to Palacios for a few days and then came back with everybody from down there for the 4th weekend. Ma, Pa, Kevin, Wendy, Kayla and Kary all were here for two nights. Kevin and Wendy left and the girls stayed with Ma and Pa for a few more nights. They all went home and Greg and Andrea stayed for another week. It was fun, but definitely crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer working because David got a new job! Yay! It is awesome to see God work like that. It is exactly tailored to him. It matches his personality and his background perfectly. I'm so excited for him. And for me to get to be home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are all over the place. Cody and Emily were here for the first half of the summer, and are now at their Mom's. Jake has been here doing summer workouts and then has spent some time with my parents. He also just went to Corpus for a few days to see his Dad who's working there for a bit. He is leaving tomorrow to go on vacation with my parents. Josh and I are leaving on Sunday for a week to Missouri. David will just be here working for the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about wraps it up. I'm excited for school to start. Ours starts the day after Labor Day. The kids start Aug 22. Josh will go to a pre-school while I'm at school. Everything is working out beautifully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2508404625761320856?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2508404625761320856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2508404625761320856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2508404625761320856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2508404625761320856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/07/mooney-mayham-and-catching-up.html' title='Mooney-Mayham and catching up'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1973075712284193421</id><published>2011-05-30T02:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:35:03.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even know</title><content type='html'>It's really late. I think my schedule is all jacked up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily just got here today for her summer visit. She is so grown up. The boys have this week of school left and then I'll have Sophomores. That's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is having a hard time adjusting to me working still. I think he's getting into a bit of a groove, but it's coming slowly. I think he'd have an easier time if I had a set schedule instead of being all over the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David needs to get a full time job. That would change so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school already. I think I'm going to look at the schedules and try to make it a few days over the next few weeks to summer school. I hate the thought of going through the entire summer without class. No bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promoted. We're going to have green lanyards when school starts again! That's awesome! Mom and Dad went to the graduation/promotion ceremonies. It was nice. I think we'll have several people there next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob hasn't talked to Ceth since his birthday. That's just stupid. I mean, who does that? And he hasn't seen him since Christmas. Equally as stupid. It's not fair for any kid, but when you have every parent's dream in a kid like Jacob? He's making a colossal mistake in missing out on Jake. Colossal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gonna try to go to bed. I have to work 1-10 tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1973075712284193421?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1973075712284193421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1973075712284193421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1973075712284193421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1973075712284193421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-dont-even-know.html' title='I don&apos;t even know'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8774671523644711581</id><published>2011-04-27T13:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:25:57.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Sovereignty</title><content type='html'>This has been on my heart alot lately. I've been reading blogs that make statements over and over that they don't know why God allows this or that. This is a misunderstanding of God's sovereignty. Is God sovereign? Absolutely. Does mainstream Christianity misunderstand His sovereignty? Absolutely. It breaks my heart to hear God indirectly blamed for "allowing" things that happen to happen. He does not. It is not His will for a baby to die. It's not His will for bad things to happen. Tornadoes are not His will. Tsunamis are not His will. Things are not His will simply because they happen. It makes me so sad when people think that a person is put through horrible things so that they can learn something, or so that somebody else can learn something. Would you make something horrible happen to your child just so they could learn something? Absolutely not. God is no child abuser either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sovereign means to have supreme rank or authority. Yes, God is sovereign. But being in supreme rank or authority does not mean that you are in control of everything. Does anything happen that God does not know happens? Absolutely not. He knows all. Just because He knows something happens does not mean He caused it by allowing it. Does it happen outside of His will? Lots of things do. The Bible clearly states that it is His will that none should perish, but all should be brought to repentance. We know this does not always happen, so in following this line of thinking - not all things that are God's will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to struggle with this. And struggle. And stuggle. I was taught that because God is "sovereign", and nothing happens that He doesn't know, inadvertantly, His will is always played out. It is such a hard concept to grasp when most people are filled to overflowing with bad doctrine. I was there. I know how hard it is to renew your mind in mainstream churches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a fallen world. Some things just happen because of that. We also have an enemy who is here to steal, kill and destroy. Some things happen because of that. We live in ignorance. Some things happen because of that. We are responsible for so much more than we really know. We have authority over so much more than we understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God placed man in the Garden, He gave man authority over the Earth. He never retracted that authority. God is sovereign, yes, but man has been given the authority to subdue the Earth. When man was deceived and sinned, he gave satan a right to some of that authority. When Jesus rose from the grave, He took back all authority in Heaven and Earth. When Jesus left the Earth, He gave that authority back to those who are in Him. By the power of the Holy Spirit, we are restored to our authority, but only in Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this came off as sort of a rant, but it's just burning inside of me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8774671523644711581?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8774671523644711581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8774671523644711581&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8774671523644711581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8774671523644711581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/04/gods-sovereignty.html' title='God&apos;s Sovereignty'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4771851255136356690</id><published>2011-04-26T23:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:33:31.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>We had no school for the Easter holiday. I worked 9-3:30 and David worked 4:30-10 or something like that. Anyway, in between we had to shuffle Josh. David just came up to Albertson's and we did the switch-off there. Which worked out well because I ended up getting off a bit late, so it would have thrown the whole hour window thingy way off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and I went to Wendy's and got a Frosty on the way home. After that, we stopped at the post office. While sitting at a red light, there was an suv next to me with two young guys in it. They were laughing, music blaring and shouting something at me. I had glanced over at them for just a second before they started yelling at me. I have no idea what they were saying, but I know it wasn't nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply sat facing forward and began to pray in the Spirit. After a few minutes of this (longest light in the world), Joshua asked me if I would just roll his window down because they were talking to us. I told him that it wouldn't roll down, so he said ok. Pretty soon, I hear this sweet little voice singing "Jesus Loves Me" kinda' loudly. It was sooo cute! He was making up verses and singing "God makes me so happy..." Oh, my goodness, how I love this kid! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any idea what makes some people act like those guys did in that suv, but I'm so very thankful that my sweet baby boy has no clue that people in the world are ugly like that. He just thought they were trying to tell us something. And then to just sing like that. So free! It's amazing to listen to him and how he is. He is so secure with where he stands and just simply believes what he's told. Childlike faith is amazing to see in action - especially when it's someone as precious as Josh. I know that's how our Father looks at us. He wants us to simply believe in Him like Josh believes in the world he lives in that revolves around God and his Mama and Daddy. It's just amazing to think about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be more like Josh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4771851255136356690?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4771851255136356690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4771851255136356690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4771851255136356690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4771851255136356690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/04/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5255757371137836085</id><published>2011-04-25T18:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T18:53:49.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some thoughts and lasterday or lastmornin'</title><content type='html'>So, the job is going alright I guess. On Friday, I got my first check. It wasn't much, but it was only for a few hours. David brought Joshua up there on Friday afternoon to pick up my check and he said that I did not belong there. He said I belong at home. I asked him if I belonged at school and he said yes, but not at that store. I belong at home and school. I told him that we need to pray for the right job to come for Daddy and I'll be back at home quicker than he can say I belong there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time Joshua is trying to express that something happened yesterday or this morning, you guessed it - it's lasterday or lastmornin'. It is so cute! I just didn't want to forget him saying it that way. He's such a sweet little boy. I just can't imagine not having him around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's almost out for the year. Wow! I can't believe everything has gone so quickly. The second year class just got back from their mission trip and will give talks about it tomorrow. I'm super duper excited to hear everything that the Lord did in Germany! It's gonna be amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of second year, I'm about to get to trade my blue first year lanyard in for a green second year lanyard! That's so stinkin' exciting! I love Charis Bible College. Just love it! I can't imagine being anywhere else right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua is obsessed with Star Wars. He loves it. I borrowed The Empire Strikes Back from the library the other day and I would think he's watched it no less than 18 times. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5255757371137836085?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5255757371137836085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5255757371137836085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5255757371137836085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5255757371137836085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-thoughts-and-lasterday-or.html' title='some thoughts and lasterday or lastmornin&apos;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-36598046241960148</id><published>2011-04-06T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:09:56.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I got a job</title><content type='html'>First one in 5 years. Actually 5 years exactly this month. Crazy, huh? I interviewed with a company that needs people to pass out fliers. Sounds like a great idea and I wanted to do it, but truly, I can't work every single day. I need to work longer hours, less days, if that makes sense. So, I applied a million and one places, knowing that I really wanted to work customer service or as a cashier or something. Albertson's called me yesterday and asked me if I could come in today. I met with the manager early this morning (6:30) and took the drug test this afternoon. After my background check comes in and the drug test results are back, I'll have orientation scheduled. I will be working the Customer Service area. I'll do money orders, vidoes, cigarettes, that kind of stuff. I truly have mixed emotions about it. I love being at home and being at the disposal of whatever is needed here. Love it. Truly do. But it is necessary right now to work and I am excited about it. I hate the thought of leaving Joshua more, but I know that he needs to do a little bit of letting go of some apron strings. I need to pray about this and make sure I handle everything correctly. I don't want him to feel pushed off, but I need him to get a little better about me leaving him some. He has a horrible time at church. He's fine once I leave, but there's this huge, silly buildup thing that he does. He hates it. Anyway, all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-36598046241960148?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/36598046241960148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=36598046241960148&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/36598046241960148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/36598046241960148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-i-got-job.html' title='So, I got a job'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1424138078775487190</id><published>2011-03-31T00:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T00:33:39.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything and Nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyK3-DucUKc/TZQSCd5LefI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3pIR32zwrXI/s1600/Josh%2527s%2BBible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590112871067122162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyK3-DucUKc/TZQSCd5LefI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3pIR32zwrXI/s400/Josh%2527s%2BBible.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I should just call this my "once-in-a-while" blog. I don't really have a title for today's post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot has happened on the personal front. Alot of it I can't/won't put here (that's what my other blog is for). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still at 22 pounds. Which I think is a minor miracle (or major miracle) based on the fact that I went out of town for Spring Break and ate really good. Really good, meaning really bad, or however you wanna look at it. Tomorrow, though, I'm detoxing again. Maybe a smoothie-shakedown? I wanna do smoothies twice a day and then a meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we're having Taylor's Birthday party at our house. She's so very sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandparents are here. I wish I could spend more time with them. I know they are busy, and so am I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just uploaded Joshua's picture. I don't like how it is positioned, but it's staying there. I'm going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1424138078775487190?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1424138078775487190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1424138078775487190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1424138078775487190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1424138078775487190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/03/everything-and-nothing-at-all.html' title='Everything and Nothing at all'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyK3-DucUKc/TZQSCd5LefI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3pIR32zwrXI/s72-c/Josh%2527s%2BBible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5593486608366475063</id><published>2011-03-11T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:28:53.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted a FFP update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at 22 pounds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am careful when at home and make better choices if I go out to eat, but don't stick to everything legal when I go out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lifestyle changes that have truly taken place with this.  I am a little frustrated with my flax seeds lately.  I've gotten two different containers and both of them have the meal instead of the ground flax seed.  Frustrating.  I'll eventually use it all in my eggs, but that doesn't help for the long life cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, FF is about cleaning up my insides and keeping them clean.  As the weight comes off, it's a major bonus, and to be expected, but really it's a side effect of my system running correctly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5593486608366475063?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5593486608366475063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5593486608366475063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5593486608366475063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5593486608366475063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-while-since-ive-posted-ffp.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4535163301233603897</id><published>2011-02-24T13:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T13:45:19.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FFP</title><content type='html'>I'm at 15 pounds!  Yay!  I can tell such a difference.  I'm in the "next size down" pants in my closet.  I've got two more of "next size down" sizes in there before I'll have to go out and buy some clothes.  I think that's fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not plan to keep the bigger sizes this time.  I've always done that before and always yo-yo'd.  I know that my mind is being renewed to correct eating and I'm not going back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is such a difference in me when it comes to eating.  My body feels different and I am changing.  My whole way of thinking is changing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also trickling down into my family.  I no longer buy junk snack foods at all.  I don't buy soft drinks or sugary juices.  I do get chips and salsa from the Whole Food Market.  They aren't heavy chips and salsa eaters, so pretty-much only have it on nights we eat Mexican style foods.  As we use the items that are not so good for you - like oils and such - I'm buying better for you foods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!  My skin and hair look better and feel better than they have in years.  As I am losing weight, I would expect my stretch marks to be looking worse, but they are actually looking better and better.  I believe this comes from the berries in the smoothies and all the flax seed oil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how our bodies respond when we treat them as God created them to be treated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4535163301233603897?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4535163301233603897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4535163301233603897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4535163301233603897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4535163301233603897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/ffp.html' title='FFP'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2876049506317545651</id><published>2011-02-19T07:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T07:49:35.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fasting</title><content type='html'>God is really showing me some stuff with fasting lately. He's using some really practical things in my life to show them to me, most of which I really can't put here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm fasting, I perceive so much more in the spiritual realm than I do when I'm not. I know that should be a no-brainer, but it's becaming a reality to me - not just head knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasting is showing the flesh that the spirit is in control. It's training it, so to speak, for spiritual dominion over it. It's practicing taking control over the flesh when it's not a crisis so that when there is a time when the spirit needs to be non-negotiably in control, the flesh is used to hearing its commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I was better at expressing myself when it comes to spiritual things. I know I'm not a teacher, and that the Holy Spirit will give me what I need in certain circumstances. He's done it before and will do it every time. Fasting opens up the realm of understanding. With the flesh subdued, I can see more clearly the things the Father is showing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scripture (can't remember where it is now) that says "awake unto Righteousness" comes to mind. When I'm fasting, it seems that everything is brighter, crisper, easier to comprehend. It's like I've opened up a porthole to the spiritual realm by crucifying my flesh. I'm more awake unto the Righteousness that I am in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes sense, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FFP is really a lifestyle fast for me.  It's not about my physical form.  When I'm trying to change the physical, I can be successful for a time, but will always return to the ingrained way of thinking/living, with the flesh in control.  As I allow the spiritual to dominate, my mind is renewed to walking in the Spirit and the physical just follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like in the Spirit, Soul and Body teaching - If you line up the soul and the spirit, the body follows.  I will lose weight, but that's no longer of the utmost importance to me.  I want to be awakened unto Righteousness - more and more each day.  I know that fasting is one of the tools that God has given us to do just that.  Two of the others are Communion and praying in the Spirit (tongues).  When all three are combined regularly, well, just wow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2876049506317545651?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2876049506317545651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2876049506317545651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2876049506317545651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2876049506317545651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/fasting.html' title='fasting'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8303341365800317268</id><published>2011-02-13T23:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:02:47.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm happy at you."</title><content type='html'>That's how Josh says he's happy &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; somebody.  "I'm happy at you."  I think it comes from "I'm mad &lt;em&gt;at&lt;/em&gt; you."  Maybe.   I don't know.  But I think it makes more sense, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're experiencing an emotion, you're not necessarily experiencing it &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; somebody as much as &lt;em&gt;at&lt;/em&gt; somebody.  He also says he's sad at you, or just about anything else at you.  Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8303341365800317268?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8303341365800317268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8303341365800317268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8303341365800317268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8303341365800317268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-happy-at-you.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m happy at you.&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7428234780208717449</id><published>2011-02-09T06:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T06:21:02.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of a Bible School Student and Fat Flusher...</title><content type='html'>5:30 am - bounce out of bed and drink lemon water and long life cocktail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:45 am - shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00 am - eat breakfast of piece of Ezekiel bread toast, 2 eggs with flax and blueberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:15 am - finish getting dressed and ready for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:45 am - leave for amazing Bible school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00 am - Bible school starts :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:50 am - Bible school ends :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30 pm - eat lunch of chicken breast and salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:30-2:00 pm - Joshua gets a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30-4:00 pm - Joshua gets up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 pm - eat dinner of a smoothie for me and something else for everybody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00ish pm - drink lemon water, long life cocktail and bedtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless, of course, you're iced and snowed in, like today.  Then it throws it all off.  That's ok, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7428234780208717449?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7428234780208717449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7428234780208717449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7428234780208717449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7428234780208717449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-in-life-of-bible-school-student-and.html' title='A Day in the Life of a Bible School Student and Fat Flusher...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6433932390371813233</id><published>2011-02-07T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:52:21.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranwater</title><content type='html'>I've totally been making it wrong!  How dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to do 4 oz of cranberry juice to 28 oz of water.  Well, I did it to make a total of 64 oz of water.  I feel like such a dork.  I drank it correctly today and well, it was a bit stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...oh, well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6433932390371813233?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6433932390371813233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6433932390371813233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6433932390371813233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6433932390371813233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/cranwater.html' title='Cranwater'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-577517009394108350</id><published>2011-02-05T10:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T11:01:50.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate eggs...</title><content type='html'>But I love this recipe I found on a FFP messageboard the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take a picture because it doesn't look very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisk two eggs in a bowl.  Add 3 Tablespoons of ground flax seeds, 2 Tablespoons of water and 4 packets of Splenda.  Mix that up really well and then add about 1/2 cup of fresh blueberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recipe said to make it like a pancake, but I made it like scrambled eggs.  I sprayed a bit of olive oil Pam on the pan first to keep it from sticking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sooo yummy with some cinnamon on top!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-577517009394108350?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/577517009394108350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=577517009394108350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/577517009394108350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/577517009394108350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-hate-eggs.html' title='I hate eggs...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1457754553587310092</id><published>2011-02-03T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T20:36:43.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Days</title><content type='html'>So, the kids will be out for their 4th day tomorrow.  I actually have enjoyed it quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get out today for a Walmart run.  Our drive and street are about 1 1/2 - 2 inches thick of ice.  On the street, there were a few patches of concrete that the sun had melted yesterday, but it was still rather slick.  Our drive was crazy getting back up.  David had to back into the drive across the street and sorta shoot into ours and into the garage.  Fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua's getting a little stir crazy, but we got him Candyland and Chutes and Ladders today at Walmart.  He's playing Candyland with David right now.  We had a round earlier today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1457754553587310092?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1457754553587310092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1457754553587310092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1457754553587310092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1457754553587310092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/02/snow-days.html' title='Snow Days'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3213322284646531831</id><published>2011-01-31T17:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:00:34.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I should say...</title><content type='html'>I am not happy with this sugar rush feeling I have.  My head is almost achy and I am starting to feel a bit irritable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, Lord, remind me of this feeling when I want more ice cream cake.  Or anything else sweet for that matter.  It's not a happy feeling and I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things really change drastically when you get off all the crappy foods and eat healthy for a while.  I think I like the healthy way better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3213322284646531831?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3213322284646531831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3213322284646531831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3213322284646531831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3213322284646531831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-i-should-say.html' title='I think I should say...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3287392964086414688</id><published>2011-01-31T17:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:55:54.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure that ice cream cake wasn't on the FFP.  Oops.  Oh, well.  What do you do when you fall off the horse?  You just jump back in the saddle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read one of the moderators on the message board say that you should pay really close attention to your body and it's cravings.  I think I missed something.  I've been really, really craving different foods yesterday and today.  I should have moved on to the 2nd phase yesterday, I think, even though it hasn't been &lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; two weeks.  Almost, but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...NO condemnation!  I am not going to worry about it.  I will do fine, even with a little bump in the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow it's supposed to be record-breaking cold.  There's supposed to be serious ice with snow on top.  I think we'll be home for a few days.  I stopped by the store and got a few things for FFP and just in general.  I called David and asked him if there was anything he needed - like food or something.  He told me he thought I should get firewood and some fireplace tools.  Um, ok.  So I embarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped at Target thinking this was a no-brainer.  I could get cranberry juice (surely &lt;em&gt;they'd&lt;/em&gt; have organic, nothing-but-the-juice juice, right?), Ezekiel Bread (if not, whole foods is right there), and fireplace tools.  I could stop somewhere and grab a couple little bundles of firewood after that just anywhere.  I was so wrong.  Just like always when it comes to Target.  I can never find anything there unless I just wanna browse.  Or get a card.  Or maybe a child's birthday present.  Otherwise, it just doesn't work for me.  I should learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, I went to Whole Foods and I just love that store!  I wish we could afford to get everything there.  I would go every few days and just buy what we need for a few days.  I really, really want our family to eat better.  We're heading that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Albertson's (for firewood), Home Depot and then Lowe's.  Everybody is out of fireplace tools.  Seriously, each store I went to told me they &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; sold out.  Like 15 minutes before I got there.  At Lowe's, I talked to a guy about gas fire logs.  He didn't have any that would work in our fireplace that were the right size, so I moved on.  David and I talked about it and decided to try a store in Allen called Firehouse.  I headed that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacy's furniture is in the same parking lot and they had a sign out saying their fire logs were on sale, so I stopped in.  I talked to a really nice sales lady who basically said that we weren't going to find what we were looking for.  She said we were looking at about a $400 cost for what we wanted and they would install it.  I told her thanks and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Firehouse, I told the guy that we weren't really looking for &lt;em&gt;pretty&lt;/em&gt;, more like, if the electricity goes out, we can have something in the fireplace rather than wood that will put out some heat.  (I should interject here that Stacy's had fireplace tools for $190.00.  No, thank you.)  I told him we didn't want the whole kit, just the logs.  He said he could split a kit, but for our logs alone it would still run about $125.00.  (I should interject here that I had prayed between Stacy's and the Firehouse for favor because this was really getting old.)  He perked up and said to wait a minute.  He had some in the back that were pulled down from a display and were used, but I could have them for $50.00.  That rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we have a fire in the fireplace.  It's not as pretty as a professional job, but it's there and looks fine.  The only difference is the flames underneath are not covered up.  I don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3287392964086414688?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3287392964086414688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3287392964086414688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3287392964086414688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3287392964086414688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/ummm.html' title='Ummm...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5047172435416253327</id><published>2011-01-30T15:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T15:10:27.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob is 15!!!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe I can have a 15 year old.  I mean, aren't I just out of high school?  I guess not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends from Wichita Falls came in for the weekend.  I will have to do a whole post on Connie.  She is a very interesting subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Friday evening at home.  David and I babysat and then they got here.  We hung out and then went to bed.  Saturday we went to the Arbor Glen Nature Preserve in Plano.  It's such a beautiful place.  Then Saturday night, we went to church.  Sandra came up and rode with us.  After church, we had to make a Walmart run.  Carol was planning to make Jacob a Birthday lunch and I needed to get Jake's ice cream for his cake.  He picked out his three flavors and we came home.  I put the cake together and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got up at 2:58 to be the first to wish Jake a happy birthday.  It was cute and funny.  I had to go to church today to work in the media.  Carol made lunch and we had cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Joshua's nap, we'll head over to Mom and Dad's for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this post is more of a chronicle of Jake's birthday than anything.  I still can't believe he's 15.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5047172435416253327?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5047172435416253327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5047172435416253327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5047172435416253327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5047172435416253327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/jacob-is-15.html' title='Jacob is 15!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4758285705502517522</id><published>2011-01-28T09:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:57:52.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God is amazing!</title><content type='html'>Well, our house is paid for until the end of Feb.  I took the cashier's check to the attorney yesterday that took it out of foreclosure and re-instated our loan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David had a phone screening with Sears for a Logistics Supervisor job that will be awesome.  He is supposed to hear from them today as to if and when they want a formal interview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FFP is awesome.  I am at 8 pounds as of this morning.  Good stuff!  And I feel so awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4758285705502517522?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4758285705502517522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4758285705502517522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4758285705502517522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4758285705502517522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/god-is-amazing.html' title='God is amazing!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4809499460367266726</id><published>2011-01-27T17:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T17:55:11.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel great!</title><content type='html'>I am loving this diet.  Seriously.  It's amazing.  I feel like about a million bucks.  My snoring is even better.  I am not sure what I was eating that was causing a constant bit of drainage - not a lot, just a bit (probably dairy), but it is completely gone.  I have never breathed so well in my life.  I've lost about 7 pounds.  That's seriously like almost a pound a day.  Amazing.  I know alot of it is water weight, but I feel so, so, so much better!  I can also wear the next size down in jeans.  I could squeeze them on before, but they certainly weren't comfortable.  They are now, and my jeans a size bigger (which were baggy a bit anyway) no longer fit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited about how good I feel.  David quit, but Sandra is loving it too.  My stomach hasn't been happier.  I have not had a single episode of indigestion, or even been a bit uncomfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4809499460367266726?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4809499460367266726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4809499460367266726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4809499460367266726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4809499460367266726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-great.html' title='I feel great!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6265785713832915954</id><published>2011-01-24T06:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T06:21:44.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote from Joseph Prince...</title><content type='html'>"When you ask yourself, “Do I have enough faith?” you have already put faith as a hindrance between you and Jesus’ finished work. The more you focus on your faith, the more faith slips away. But if you focus on the finished work of Christ and see God’s grace toward you, God sees that as faith! Without realizing it, faith is there in your heart to believe that you will not die of what Christ Himself has already borne away completely for you, and you will see your miracle manifest!" - Joseph Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, I realized that I had a sort of a hindrance with believing whether or not I had enough faith.  If I sat there and pondered that, I could even bring myself to the point of asking if God was even real.  That's kinda' scary, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds crazy, but I prayed for a while that God would just prove Himself.  Not so much in those words, but that was my prayer.  He has, over and over, but He started by saying telling me to just not look at that doubt, and look to Him.  As I look to Him, all else melts away and makes perfect sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't even thought about my original hangup about whether God was real or not until I read this.  I know this quote is actually talking about healing, but the premise is the same - me looking to my faith got in the way.  All I have to do is look to the finished work of Jesus.  Just like the serpent in the wilderness - they had to look to it, and not to circumstances or anything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how He loves us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6265785713832915954?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6265785713832915954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6265785713832915954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6265785713832915954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6265785713832915954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-from-joseph-prince.html' title='A quote from Joseph Prince...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-173062686242762449</id><published>2011-01-23T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:09:53.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 23:26</title><content type='html'>I got up and went to church by myself this morning.  Joshua didn't want to go, and David wanted to sleep in.  The boys had been last night, so they slept in.  I wasn't sure if I was working or not, so I kinda' needed to make sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duane talked about holiness.  He made the statement that it is possible to be holy and not love God, but it is impossible to love God and others and not be holy.  The Pharisees proved that you can be holy and not love God.  There was not a holier group of people.  But if you love God and others, holiness follows.  It's just the nature of it.  That was a bonus.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we started the FFP, David made the comment that he sees it as a fast, not as a diet.  I agreed.  Sandra agreed.  I believe the Lord led us to the FFP simply because of the nature of it.  It is designed to clean the organs that filter your system, in a nutshell.  The idea is to get the liver, kidneys and lymph system running cleanly and correctly and the rest of your body will follow suite.  This lines up with all we've been learning about the Word.  Your changes come from the inside.  As you renew your mind, the rest follows.  The desire to take care of myself comes from sitting under the Word that renews.  It just follows.  Effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Matt 23:26, Jesus was talking to the Pharisees.  He said to cleanse the inside of the cup and the plate so that the outside may be clean also.  I know he wasn't talking about a diet, but He still spoke a Truth that can be applied.  As we cleanse the inside of our bodies, the outside will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 2nd and 3rd days, I had a headache.  I know it was a caffiene and sugar detox headache and I did not like it.  Well, it rather just plain sucked.  Anyway, during that time I realized that I do not want to be putting anything in my body that causes me to have a headache if I don't eat it.  That's just plain silly and I don't want to be bound by &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; on any level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've lost 4 pounds.  David's lost 7.  Punk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-173062686242762449?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/173062686242762449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=173062686242762449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/173062686242762449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/173062686242762449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/matthew-2326.html' title='Matthew 23:26'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2201191900565704331</id><published>2011-01-22T17:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T17:54:36.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Joshua and I decided to stay home from church tonight.  I don't have to work until tomorrow and he just likes to be home.  That's ok with me.  I didn't have to get dressed all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading a really cool book about Comanche's that my friend, Sandra, let me borrow.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up feeling awesome!  And then now I think I could crash and it's not even 6:00 pm.  Which is another reason for staying home.  Plus I haven't wanted to snack at all this whole time and now I really, really do.  I considered church to keep me from the pantry.  I'm doing alright, though, just really wanna snack on something.  I can always make a smoothie in a minute.  hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jacob's basketball game last night and was impressed with the referees.  They completely ignore all the chatter from everyone.  Even the coaches.  They are sure about their calls and authority.  There is a parallel with that and our walk in authority.  I haven't pondered it too much yet, but I know there is.  It makes all the difference to understand who you are in Christ and to walk in that authority.  It comes with renewing the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of renewing the mind...that's been the theme here lately.  Duane's been talking about it and being established in righteousness.  I am the righteousness of Christ.  I am the head and not the tail.  I am the front and not the rear.  I am blessed and highly favored of the Lord.  I am a priest and I reign.  I have the mind of Christ.  As Christ is, so am I &lt;em&gt;in this world&lt;/em&gt;!  I get fired up over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua is so cute.  He's watching Larry Boy on his new portable dvd player that looks like Lightning McQueen.  It's funny how a 4 year old's mind works.  He's so smart.  And so little.  And he loves his Mama.  I would keep him like this if I could, but I've said that at every age so far.  Minus the no-sleeping for 15 months.  But who kept track of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gonna go watch Larry Boy save Bumbleeburg from the Yodelnappers.  Important stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2201191900565704331?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2201191900565704331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2201191900565704331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2201191900565704331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2201191900565704331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-some-thoughts.html' title='just some thoughts...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4853722323893862099</id><published>2011-01-21T12:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:23:30.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Flush Plan - Day 3</title><content type='html'>I weighed this morning and am down 3 pounds.  That's pretty cool!  I'm sure it's alot of water weight, but that's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too excited about the flax seed oil.  It's not that great, but in a berry smoothie, it's not bad at all.  It actually adds some richness and creaminess to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my tastes are going to change dramatically through this plan.  I have not been hungry even once in the past 3 days.  This morning, I had to make myself eat breakfast, and am now going strong on the cran water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a smoothie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - David had an interview with Cabela's in Allen this morning.  They told him they'd call in two to three weeks.  We'll see.  I know God has the perfect job for him lined up for the perfect time.  I am at rest in the fact that God is my Provider.  He is amazing and the miracles we've seen to this point are just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - and I love Joseph Prince!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4853722323893862099?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4853722323893862099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4853722323893862099&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4853722323893862099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4853722323893862099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/fat-flush-plan-day-3.html' title='Fat Flush Plan - Day 3'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4523338726290556468</id><published>2011-01-20T16:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:09:02.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Flush Plan - Day 2</title><content type='html'>I forgot to weigh this morning.  By the time I had, which was after breakfast, a smoothie, and a whole bunch of cran water, I show down about a pound.  I'm thinking more than that, even in a day, but I'll check in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so difficult.  I have had a pretty ugly headache today, but it's not forever, so I'll live.  I love the smoothies!  I really don't like the flax seed oil, but I don't mind it in the smoothie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a really awesomely yummy soup yesterday that I'm sure will be a part of our normal foods that we eat for a long time.  I also baked some turkey breast that I almost can't keep my hands out of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4523338726290556468?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4523338726290556468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4523338726290556468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4523338726290556468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4523338726290556468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/fat-flush-plan-day-2.html' title='Fat Flush Plan - Day 2'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6832613082947302124</id><published>2011-01-19T06:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T06:41:59.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Flush Plan - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I've had my eggs, long life cocktail and lemon water this morning.  I have my cran water all set out and ready to go and I'm about to leave for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to do this and do it right.  I want this process to go for about a month and then move into phase 2 and get signed up with a local farm for a CSA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CSA is a local farm that you would buy a "share" from on a monthly basis.  Each week, you receive a bag or box of seasonal produce as a sort of profit sharing plan.  That's the best way I can describe it anyway.  I'm excited and checking out local farms to see what to do to get started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for a life-style change in the way we eat around here.  I believe this urge to change is coming as a fruit of sitting under the word so much.  The Lord reveals places that need to change and we just want to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:  drink lemon water &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; brushing my teeth....blech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6832613082947302124?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6832613082947302124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6832613082947302124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6832613082947302124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6832613082947302124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/fat-flush-plan-day-1.html' title='Fat Flush Plan - Day 1'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8009598943887652825</id><published>2011-01-18T18:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T18:09:52.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great weekend!</title><content type='html'>I got to spend some quality time with my new friend, Sandra.  I just love her!  And I have discovered Chuy's!  Right before we start the Fat Flush Plan.  Oh, well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy to be back in the swing of things with school.  It's awesome, awesome, awesome.  There are so many good things on the horizon personally and with the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8009598943887652825?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8009598943887652825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8009598943887652825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8009598943887652825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8009598943887652825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-weekend.html' title='Great weekend!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5698622669116448181</id><published>2011-01-15T09:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T09:19:27.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>How can I have let Joshua's Birthday go by without a post?  I mean, I don't have any pictures because my camera had disappeared, but no post at least?  How horrible is that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Joshua turned 4 on 12-22.  He woke up that morning and I told him Happy Birthday and that he is 4 now.  He argued with me.  He said he was 3 and it was NOT his birthday.  Ok.  We went back and forth for a few minutes, but he was unconvincable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, he had a Toy Story cake and 4 green candles (his green color).  We sang to him and then he announced that he is 4 now!  So, so funny.  I guess when you're 3 or 4, your birthday is actually marked by cake and singing, not by the date.  Makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we were in Wichita Falls visiting the sweet Bennett family for a few days when he turned 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5698622669116448181?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5698622669116448181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5698622669116448181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5698622669116448181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5698622669116448181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2011/01/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-9216260902939223180</id><published>2010-12-30T13:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:09:57.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I could call this...</title><content type='html'>my once a month blog.  That's about how often I think of it.  To be fair, though, I have another one.  :-)  I'm not advertising it, though.  It's kinda' where I put the good, bad and ugly of everything.  I actually have another one too, but can't remember how to sign in or get to it.  Brilliant, huh?  So I started the secret one mentioned above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I have a whole lot of readers or anything, but that's ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-9216260902939223180?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/9216260902939223180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=9216260902939223180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/9216260902939223180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/9216260902939223180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-could-call-this.html' title='I could call this...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2654353133919128782</id><published>2010-12-04T16:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T16:10:07.655-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>Probably because I don't know what to write about.  Well, I could, but I refuse to give vent and root to some of the thoughts that pop in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still not working.  It's frustrating, but not scary.  I don't know how it's all going to work out, but I know God does.  Sometimes I really wanna hurry Him up, but I know He's always on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some new revelations about the Kingdom of God.  Amazing stuff.  Amazing Kingdom.  I understand that there is always opposition when a Kingdom is being turned over.  And that's exactly what we're doing.  We're exchanging the ways of this world's kingdom for God's kingdom.  Not an easy process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2654353133919128782?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2654353133919128782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2654353133919128782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2654353133919128782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2654353133919128782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4186923307466489862</id><published>2010-11-06T13:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:42:06.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit, Soul and Body</title><content type='html'>I love this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our being consists of three parts.  We have a spirit, soul and body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body is obvious.  The soul is that part that is made up of our emotions and feelings.  The spirit is the part of us that will live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our salvation, the spirit is sealed and made perfect like Jesus.  Our soul has to be renewed to line up with the spirit and our body follows suite.  The body is actually amoral and goes where it's told.  If you don't renew your mind in the word to line up with your spirit, you will be double-minded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible is actually a mirror of what we have in our spirit.  As we read the Bible, we can see what is already in us.  We who are sealed, have raising from the dead power inside of us.  That's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a simple nutshell breakdown.  There is soooo much more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4186923307466489862?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4186923307466489862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4186923307466489862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4186923307466489862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4186923307466489862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/11/spirit-soul-and-body.html' title='Spirit, Soul and Body'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4149304208301184641</id><published>2010-11-02T18:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T18:15:34.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am fighting the urge to call somebody and vent. I know it is not what I need to do. Im so tired of this time. So tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4149304208301184641?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4149304208301184641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4149304208301184641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4149304208301184641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4149304208301184641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-fighting-urge-to-call-somebody-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8267388416124651828</id><published>2010-10-29T11:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:44:13.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>I'm back in that place where I'm trying not to worry.  I hate this feeling.  I know it's a feeling, but I hate it.  I need it in perspective.  I do not want pity or sympathy, I just want to be done with this.  I do not want to go around and around this stupid mountain.  I want to get the picture and get it correctly the first time.  This sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of the promise that we are more than overcomers.  We have to have something to overcome to be more than overcomers, right?  Well, I'm there - with something to overcome.  I know that we are victorious.  I know it, but the circumstances don't look at all that way.  Bleh, bleh, bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8267388416124651828?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8267388416124651828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8267388416124651828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8267388416124651828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8267388416124651828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8935639128296337946</id><published>2010-10-25T05:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T05:36:30.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Full circle</title><content type='html'>I need sleep!  I cannot believe how Joshua is NOT sleeping!  This is ridiculous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8935639128296337946?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8935639128296337946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8935639128296337946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8935639128296337946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8935639128296337946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/full-circle.html' title='Full circle'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4436552287177546650</id><published>2010-10-21T16:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:31:43.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>I've got so many things running around in my head that it's just almost silly. Hodge Podge would be a good alternative title for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh has been saying he wants to drive the green car. He insists. The conversation usually goes that he wants to drive. He gets asked how old he needs to be to drive and he answers 16. Then he gets asked how old he is and he answers 3. Then he goes on to say how he wants 3 to drive. And he doesn't wanna be 3, he wants to be 16. And then he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; 16. And he needs to take off his seat belt so he can drive. He's a good driver. And a good faster driver. And Mommy's not a good faster driver cuz people pass me sometimes. &lt;em&gt;Every.Single.Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the way home from the babysitter's yesterday, we went through our conversation a couple of times and it dawned on me that we do this exact same thing to God. We wanna drive. Nevermind that we're 3 and we need to be 16. Nevermind that there's a permit time involved. Nevermind that we don't know the first thing about it except that there's a steering wheel and that we can be faster. Thank you, God, that you have me in a five-point harness in the back seat. That is definitely the safest place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know all the verses and passages about not worrying and all. I really do and I really don't have too much of a problem most of the time. I'm just not gonna go any further with that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do 5 minute talks this week at school. Scary. But God really worked a number on me. They dropped the 5 min. talk bomb on Monday. It's a "be ready in season and out" kinda' thing. It's supposed to be a surprise. I dodged it pretty hard. And joked about how I was gonna have a coronary. It's really something pretty close to a coronary, I think, when somebody tells me to get in front of a group of people and &lt;em&gt;talk&lt;/em&gt;. I can talk from my desk just fine, thank you. I like it even, when it's spontaneous, or a question I need to ask. I just don't wanna stand in front of anybody in any type of a formal type of situation and &lt;em&gt;talk&lt;/em&gt;. I mean, who wants to listen to anything I might have to say? They thankfully didn't make it to me on Monday, and I didn't look at the schedule for the rest of the week to see when the next time would be. It's not that I wanted to be surprised, I just didn't think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how the Holy Spirit corrects me so lovingly. There is truly no condemnation coming from Him at all. But he doesn't pull any punches either. He showed me that one day in the future, I would be ministering to women. Like in a speaking engagement kind of way. I didn't question it or really think it was silly at all while he was showing it to me. I just accepted it as a gift of Him showing me something to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, He put the two together. How can you speak in front of a group of women if you can't speak in front of your brethren? What makes you think that the revelations I give you are for you alone? You are blessed with these revelations to be a blessing to others. What I give you, I give you to share. You're being a bit prideful in keeping yourself to yourself with the things I give you because you are more worried about what other people think of you than what I've given you as a gift to give to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introvertedness is pride. I may have put that on here before somewhere, but it bears repeating. Any time I consider my own opinion of myself above what the Lord says of me, it's pride. Even if that opinion is low instead of the common idea of pride being lofty.  Just because I think I'm not interesting or have anything to say doesn't mean that I get to choose to not share what He's given me.  It's all about Him anyway, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I made it through it without a coronary.  And my topic of discussion?  I talked about talking in front of people and the work the Lord did in me while I was dodging the situation.  Oh, and God's sense of humor...I was dodging the talk in front of one class of about 15 students, so on Wednesday when I did my 5 minutes, the other class combined with ours and added another 8 or so people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to learn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4436552287177546650?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4436552287177546650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4436552287177546650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4436552287177546650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4436552287177546650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8797735438363296746</id><published>2010-10-15T17:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:37:57.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm</title><content type='html'>I really wanna just type, but I need to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have let my emotions take some control.  It is not ok.  I know who I am in Jesus and I can't let the cares of this world cloud out that understanding.  No matter what things look like, I'm an overcomer.  I'm the head and not the tail, the beginning and not the end.  I'm blessed and highly favored of the Lord.  God loves me as much as He loves Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've typed all those things on here before, but I'm kinda' having a time of it today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allowed some sadness and discouragement in that should not have had any place at all.  I know that my spirit is always joyful.  I'm always happy and I know all things in my spirit.  I guess part of what I need to be meditating on is that I am really who I am in my spirit, not this body.  I need a revelation that I am my spirit and not my flesh.  I think that's what's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I can see some differences in how I need to think....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8797735438363296746?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8797735438363296746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8797735438363296746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8797735438363296746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8797735438363296746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/ummm.html' title='Ummm'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2721435842499692792</id><published>2010-10-08T13:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:52:44.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tic-Tac-Toe, Joshua style</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c9811c0aabe0bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04c9811c0aabe0bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331315185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D536FE12D179DEBFF307687D1AD86D664762DD0D9.47CAC309D0539CFB81E75FE99555D864F55FEB10%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c9811c0aabe0bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJDmKjw5HcNo6CCoaaPBtzpBfSq0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04c9811c0aabe0bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331315185%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D536FE12D179DEBFF307687D1AD86D664762DD0D9.47CAC309D0539CFB81E75FE99555D864F55FEB10%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c9811c0aabe0bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJDmKjw5HcNo6CCoaaPBtzpBfSq0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2721435842499692792?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2721435842499692792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2721435842499692792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2721435842499692792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2721435842499692792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/tic-tac-toe-joshua-style.html' title='Tic-Tac-Toe, Joshua style'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4071336770714754305</id><published>2010-10-08T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:49:30.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing really...</title><content type='html'>I really woulda' like it if today had been a school day.  It's funny how things are flip-flopped.  When I was at Collin County, I really didn't wanna go in.  But if that had been the case, I wouldn't have gotten to give blood this morning.  I think they think I'm strange because I never really want the t-shirt.  I would rather have something else - pretty much anything else besides a t-shirt.  I think we have about 8 of them floating around here.  It's nothing to see anybody who lives here pop up with a Carter Blood t-shirt on.  Even down to Josh - he sleeps in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned lately that God is good?  He is.  All the time.  He's amazing.  From our circumstances, right now, it doesn't look like it, but oh, He is.  And we're fine.  Actually, better than fine.  I am blessed and highly favored of the Lord.  When you really think about it...wow.  It doesn't get any better than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh is napping.  He's getting so big.  I know I'm not so great at getting pictures on here.  I'll see what I can find for the end of this one since it's been a while since I've posted any.  I'll just do a picture post after this one.  I've got a cute little video I just found that can have it's own post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4071336770714754305?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4071336770714754305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4071336770714754305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4071336770714754305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4071336770714754305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-got-nothing-really.html' title='I got nothing really...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7905204295937750237</id><published>2010-10-07T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T16:43:38.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some quotes...</title><content type='html'>"Just because you start with 'our Father' and end with 'amen', doesn't mean you contacted the Father."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more you talk is an indication of how little you believe."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If God knows our need before we ask it, why do we spend so much time informing God of our situation?"  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you're not meditating on the Word of God, you're meditating on something else.  Everybody meditates."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you start with the wrong assumption, you'll end with the wrong conclusion."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For God to judge America, He'd have to apologize to Jesus."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you become offended, the Word of God has been stolen from your heart."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus is the maximum revelation of God.  There are no more mysteries - you simply need to look to Jesus.  Anything out of character for Jesus would be out of character for the Father.  Jesus is who you need to understand the Father."  - Barry Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just because the Lord inspired the writing does not mean it's a revelation of His character."  - Barry Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sinners have to work very hard to make themselves accepted.  What's normal is easy to accept.  You have to be convinced by lies bombarded to accept abnormal."  - Barry Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There has been emphasis on worshipping the Holy Spirit.  When in fact, the Holy Spirit does his job, which is to teach us, guide us into all truth, and point to Jesus.  We should be glorifying Jesus."  - Barry Bennett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A testimony is a victory you have in your life.  If you're not walking in victory, something's wrong."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christianity is the only war you'll ever win by surrender."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God will never bring anything into your life that will cause you to fail, but he will bring you to a point where you will discover what's really on the inside of you."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It only takes one good day to rewrite your past."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Usually the reason somebody comes to you and asks for prayer is because they feel inadequate to come into the presence of the Lord themselves."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your heart becomes sensitive to whatever you ponder on."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grace and holiness are like breathing in and out.  When you breathe grace in, holiness will follow out."  - Jim Ertel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever you gain through compromise, you'll lose in the end."  - Jim Ertel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most people know more about junk and unbelief than about the simple laws of faith and then wonder why they don't see any results."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't act in agreement with what you're believing, your faith is dead."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Moses tried to kill an Egyptian on his own, it backfired.  When he did it God's way, he buried the entire Egyptian army."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God has a plan for our lives, but he won't hunt us down and make us follow his orders."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God has created us with the ability to choose, but he won't force our choice."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God's best is to get you to a place where His Word is sufficient."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't see Biblical results because we don't wanna do Biblical things."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is an ungodly attitude to not want God to proser you.  Prosperity is not for you.  For you to be a blessing, you must first be blessed.  If you aren't able to help those who need it, you aren't prosperous.  Your prosperity isn't defined by what you have, but what you can give."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't do things to be holy, but because we are created holy, we do things."  - Wendell Parr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is impossible to boldy claim a promise of God that you're not confident in."  - Ed Devine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God never loses!"  - Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have as much right to healing as we do forgiveness because Jesus purchased it.  We ought to fight sickness like we fight sin because it comes from the same source."  - Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Religious people of His day doubted His power to forgive sins.  Religious people of our day doubt His power to heal the sick."  - Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't be tempted with something you don't think.  Stop temptation by quitting thinking of things that bring temptation."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Jesus was baptized, He was identifying with humanity.  When we are baptized, we are identifying with Jesus."  - Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only way you can lose in the Kingdom of God is to quit believing."  - Lawson Perdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If God ever asks for a sacrifice of something, it either needs to be sacrificed or it's a stepping stone to something greater."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If God makes it easy, who are you to make it hard?"  - Joseph Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Healing and prosperity are not bigger than salvation."  - Joseph Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The love of God paid the justice of God...He is the full payment."  - Joseph Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You live up to the view that you have of yourself."  - Greg Fritz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If your life isn't awesome, it's because of you."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you thought more about others than you do yourself, you wouldn't even notice when they do you wrong."  - Andrew Wommack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7905204295937750237?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7905204295937750237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7905204295937750237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7905204295937750237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7905204295937750237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-quotes.html' title='some quotes...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-965581912878606719</id><published>2010-09-28T18:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T18:11:38.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>I had a nice long post about last Thursday all written up and saved to finish.  I just now decided that I didn't wanna do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way to express all the works that the Lord is doing on the inside of me.  It has nothing to do with feelings, although the feelings feel good.  It has everything to do with revelation of who He is and His love for me.  It really all boils down to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the school referred to as a "greenhouse" of sorts.  I can see that.  It's definitely an awesome environment that fosters major growth.  I love our class.  We are getting to know people and it feels more and more like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been showing us so much!  We are definitely at the end of ourselves and He's been coming through.  He's been allowing people the opportunity to gift money to us.  We've had everything we've needed.  I know there's still a miracle on our horizon that's coming.  I'm not concerned - He's proven Himself faithful on every level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had so many lessons...my head is spinning and we're only in our fourth week.  The relationships and truths being built and grown here are beyond belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed!  Blessed and highly favored of the Lord, to be exact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God through whom all blessings flow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to put my notes here, but I don't think I could get them all out.  We go through enough material for a full Sunday sermon in about 10 minutes of each lesson.  And we have 3-4 lessons per day that are 50 minutes in length. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked what we've learned for the day, all I can do is shake my head.  There's no way to express it - you can only experience it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-965581912878606719?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/965581912878606719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=965581912878606719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/965581912878606719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/965581912878606719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-353323577342188127</id><published>2010-09-19T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T13:52:18.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever</title><content type='html'>feel chastised by your electronic devices?  Seriously.  The stupid (well, I guess not so stupid) printer was not powering up.  We've had the power go off a couple of times in the last few days, so I thought there might be something up.  I pushed all the normal buttons, like "OK" and "power"...all the ones that would normally initiate something.  Nothing.  So, I pulled the plug and plugged it back in.  Still, nothing.  So, I pulled the plug from the printer itself and when I plugged it back in, it came on.  It came on with a message, though about how it is unsafe to use the plug as a power up and down switch.  What?  I felt like I had really just ticked off the printer and it was trying to politely tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about this printer - I believe it will outlive me.  It does "device maintenance" more than I maintain myself.  Somebody at our printer manufacturer's office is enjoying the fact that they made these to maintain and chastise to the point of driving somebody nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-353323577342188127?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/353323577342188127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=353323577342188127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/353323577342188127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/353323577342188127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-ever.html' title='Do you ever'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8948624389911626278</id><published>2010-09-18T10:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:57:58.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua lied</title><content type='html'>We had a first today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua has been having some difficulties...um...aiming...in the restroom.  He tends to not pay attention, not pull his underwear down and then pees on the floor and wall.  He always comes and tells me and usually he gets in trouble because he knows what is going on.  He knows to pay attention, pull his underwear all the way down and "pee in the water".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, he came out of the bathroom and told me that "ummm....Mommy....ummmm....Jacob peed on the wall".  Not exactly the truth.  And he did get a spanking, followed by a 3 year old level of discussion on lying.  He got it.  I know it won't be the last time, but he got it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, school is still amazing.  I am falling head over heels in love with the Word of God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In still other news, Wayne Keith Terry III "Trey" is here!  He was born at 2:54 yesterday afternoon.  Julie did great!  Keith did great!  And Trey is really sweet.  Trace was sooo happy with him.  I'm honored to have been able to come see him before he was even 30 minutes old.  He's gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8948624389911626278?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8948624389911626278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8948624389911626278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8948624389911626278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8948624389911626278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/joshua-lied.html' title='Joshua lied'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3071759474580413438</id><published>2010-09-13T20:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T20:39:14.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart</title><content type='html'>I wish I could take a snapshot of my heart now and in two years from now.  They won't be recognizable as the same thing.  It's amazing.  Really.  I would love to be able to convey the work being done on the inside of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3071759474580413438?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3071759474580413438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3071759474580413438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3071759474580413438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3071759474580413438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-heart.html' title='my heart'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2799495305357692642</id><published>2010-09-09T13:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T13:42:05.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!</title><content type='html'>I love school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to type the next line over and over and it never comes out just right.  Seriously, I've deleted a line about 10 times.  I don't know what to say, but wanna say it all in one long breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I simply cannot contain all that God is pouring in.  But it's such an amazingly good feeling!  I'm feeling a bit like a junkie.  I've got so much to do around our house and all I really wanna do is read Job and 2 Peter.  Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had 3 lessons today.  The first one was Barry Bennett (I think that's his name).  The second was Andrew and the third was Lawson Perdue.  Barry Bennett is awesome and I loved his lesson.  We actually watched him online just before school started, so were really excited that they've added him to the teachings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And God showed us what's missing.  We've been praying about it.  Specifically for him to teach us - give us knowledge of how to release the blessings and provision that he's given us.  It's quite simple, really, but we've missed it all along.  We have had the word from God in our hearts about Charis and that he would provide for us once we were here.  We've mixed it with faith and actions.  But we never released that power in our lives by speaking it.  We've got it now, though.  And we will continue to seek the Lord and speak it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2799495305357692642?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2799495305357692642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2799495305357692642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2799495305357692642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2799495305357692642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-day.html' title='What a day!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3892006182992471249</id><published>2010-09-08T15:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:46:39.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charis Bible College</title><content type='html'>Well, today was day 2.  I'm really loving it, even though we really haven't done very much.  There is a feeling of family just as soon as you're there for 5 minutes.  Everybody says it will be that way for the rest of our lives.  I believe it.  I know we're making friends that we'll have forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went through a bunch of administrative stuff.  Today we did a little bit of admin stuff and then had two lessons.  The first was taught by Andrew and it was on prayer.  Specifically, a better way to pray.  The second one was a survey of the Old Testament.  Wendell Parr was the teacher.  At least I think that was his name.   He went through most of the books of the Old Testament and showed how there are types and shadows of Jesus through-out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the Lord told us to be here.  And I know he told us to do it the way we are.  I also know His provision is here somewhere, we just haven't seen it yet.  We have an appointment to talk to the Director about our financials.  Wow, have we got financial stuff to talk about.  We're waiting on God.  We don't know what else to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3892006182992471249?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3892006182992471249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3892006182992471249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3892006182992471249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3892006182992471249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/charis-bible-college.html' title='Charis Bible College'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6842085152831654941</id><published>2010-09-03T14:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:25:53.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua's Pull-ups</title><content type='html'>Joshua has reached the age where he's no longer needing night time diapers.  We've moved on to night time pullups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Target two nights ago and bought, for the first time, a pack of night time pullups, size 3t-4t.  I came home and at bedtime opened them up.  We were surprised to find the beautiful Disney princesses on them.  And the pink.  Man, are they pink.  I thought it was pretty funny, so of course, I facebooked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I put one on him because they were already opened and he had to wear something to bed.  Plus, I figured, there's only one package and then they'll be gone.  And nobody will see them unless they look in his pajamas.  For kicks, though, I sent Josh in to the bathroom to "show Daddy his butt". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David took one look at them and said, "Well, that's just not right".  I thought that was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, my sweet boy got out of the bed and came to our room to find me.  Every morning he does this and announces that he's wet.  I always ask him if his pajamas are wet.  His answer this morning was, "No, I just peed on the princess". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6842085152831654941?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6842085152831654941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6842085152831654941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6842085152831654941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6842085152831654941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/09/joshuas-pull-ups.html' title='Joshua&apos;s Pull-ups'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2427557918569794606</id><published>2010-08-30T13:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:03:45.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One week from today...</title><content type='html'>I'll be a Charis Bible College student!  We're really, really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of changes on the horizon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David's resigning from the police department today.  Surprisingly, I'm not afraid at all.  I know we'll be alright.  There's alot that is going to have to happen this week, but it's all going to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Charis' kick-off party yesterday.  Soooo cool to meet a few of our classmates.  I felt like we were heading out to meet our new family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many like-minded people there.  It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met with one of our pastors, Jeff, this past Saturday evening.  It was good to get Godly counsel and some validation from him.  He said he does not think we're crazy.  It was so good to hear that because we've heard from so many family that we are.  They'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a couple of leads on some income for David.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2427557918569794606?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2427557918569794606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2427557918569794606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2427557918569794606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2427557918569794606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/one-week-from-today.html' title='One week from today...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-370202193539273928</id><published>2010-08-23T08:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:00:15.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crippled Christians</title><content type='html'>I was just reading a blog about a set of quads that I follow.  They are amazing, beautiful boys and I enjoy reading about them.  Their Mom writes a chronicle of their daily lives and previously wrote of their journey with infertility.  I had not read them all, so was spending some time this morning going through some older posts.  At one of the older posts, she had a link to their old blog before it got too big for blogger to handle and they moved it all to wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it had a link to their church.  I followed the link and started reading their statement of belief.  Everything was all good until they got to the parts on the ministry of the Holy Spirit.  They believe that the gifts of speaking in tongues, the working of sign miracles and healing in the first century church were temporary sign gifts and are not for the church today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so very sad.  In my mind, I saw a stick figure walking with a cane.  I realized that it was the picture of a crippled Christian.  That's how the Christian without the Holy Spirit lives.  They are in the race, but they are never able to run.  They will always be tired.  They are saved, yes, but well, crippled.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ministry of the Holy Spirit in our lives as Believers is critical.  I cannot imagine trying to run this race with a cane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-370202193539273928?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/370202193539273928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=370202193539273928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/370202193539273928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/370202193539273928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/crippled-christians.html' title='Crippled Christians'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5741820740988013528</id><published>2010-08-19T21:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:00:37.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things...</title><content type='html'>are really hard to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning so very much right now.  I don't like putting some of the things on here because they sound "proud", but sometimes being prideful is not putting things because I'm more worried about what people think than posting the truth.  Maybe that makes sense.  I should be saying whatever God says no matter how that makes me look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that humble people state things like they are, they tell the truth, no matter what people think.  It's like asking a room full of people who the best person for a certain job would be.  Would I really raise my hand if I thought it was me?  I don't know, because I would be worried about what people would think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, extreme shyness is prideful.  Sounds crazy, huh?  It's true.  Think about it.  Shyness is just another form of esteeming other people's opinions higher than your own.  If you worry so much about what somebody thinks of you that you just won't talk or interact, that's a form of pride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be so in love with the Lord that we believe and speak whatever he says about ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a child of the King of Kings!  I am blessed beyond measure.  He will supply all my needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.  I am the head and not the tail.  I am redeemed.  He loves me as much as He loves Jesus!  I am 1/3 wall-to-wall Holy Spirit.  My spirit is sealed, perfect and without blemish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in an exciting place.  Exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5741820740988013528?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5741820740988013528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5741820740988013528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5741820740988013528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5741820740988013528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-things.html' title='Some things...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7524392544698431289</id><published>2010-08-07T22:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:34:09.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! We received our conscience when man ate of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. God didn't create us with one! Lots of people blame the Holy Spirit for making us feel guilty and condemned.  He doesn't do that.  We do that to ourselves.  We are no longer under sin or law, so he won't make us feel guilty or condemned.  I cannot WAIT to start Bible School!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7524392544698431289?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7524392544698431289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7524392544698431289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7524392544698431289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7524392544698431289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/wow-we-received-our-conscience-when-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5663483781083796828</id><published>2010-08-05T23:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:38:46.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there's now...</title><content type='html'>Now is good!  We still have all the bills I talked about in the last post, which I really wrote this morning, but hadn't posted it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go to our meeting at the Bible College.  It was fantastic!  God's going to work this out and it's going to be lots of fun to see Him do it.  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm selling a bunch of stuff on Craigslist to get some cash flow going.  I'm thankful for stuff to sell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5663483781083796828?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5663483781083796828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5663483781083796828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5663483781083796828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5663483781083796828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/and-then-theres-now.html' title='And then there&apos;s now...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7182498980673107336</id><published>2010-08-05T23:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:37:05.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda a rough spot...</title><content type='html'>We've been learning so much about walking in the Lord's blessing. I haven't blogged much about it, but right now is an amazing journey for us. We are just coming off of Jubilee time with our church where we've learned and grown so very much. We have not understood the "walking in His blessing" principle, so have found ourselves in a place where we seriously need a miracle. Our mortgage is due. David's child support is due. We are negative in the bank account. Tomorrow he gets paid, but it won't be enough even to cover both. And all the other bills are coming up too. The air conditioner is out on the car, and this is the hottest week of the year so far. David's work changed their dress code and he only has like 3 shirts he can even wear. AHHHHHHH!!!! I'm really trying. I'm really trying not to stress about it. I'm doing well with it most of the time. I've felt to this point, though, like I've been carrying this by myself. David's head's been in a cloud for weeks about everything. We're moving forward to go to Bible school. I want that so very much and know that it's been promised to us. We don't even have the gas for me to drive down there today to do our tour and turn in our applications. He's not happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different page altogether...Jacob's quitting football. And he's so very good at it. He had a hard time with the decision. I don't fault him at all because it's a controversial subject at our house anyway. His back is not in great shape. He's hurt it yet again and doesn't want to go through life that way. I have no problem with that. I don't want him to go through life that way either. He was worried about being an outcast. And made comments about kids getting bolts in their knees just so they could play. Oh, my sweet son, I do know where you're at. I was raised in a small town where football was the religion, not just a sport.  And I wasn't a 6'3, 235 lb boy in the 9th grade. I can imagine the magnification of the "outcast" status for him. I've told him I'll take him to the doctor so he can have a medical reason and not just the personal preference. Now I need to decide which doctor would agree with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's changes on our horizon. I know this because God promises us we can walk in His blessing if we simply cooperate with it. We are learning how to cooperate. It's not easy, but we'll get there. I fully intend to keep my hand to a plow, not look back and we will see those changes. The seeds been planted, it's sprouted and growing. We're watering them. It's just a matter of time and staying the course before we see the fruits of it all. Did I mention David has to have his knee scoped out on Monday? Fun times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7182498980673107336?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7182498980673107336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7182498980673107336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7182498980673107336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7182498980673107336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/kinda-rough-spot.html' title='Kinda a rough spot...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1537854921440114302</id><published>2010-08-03T10:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T10:15:45.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ewwww....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;foul&lt;/strong&gt; - /faʊl/ &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" alt="Toggle for Spelled"&gt;Show Spelled&lt;/a&gt; [foul] &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show IPA" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" alt="Toggle for IPA"&gt;Show IPA&lt;/a&gt; adjective, -er, -est, adverb, noun, verb&lt;br /&gt;–adjective&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;grossly offensive to the senses; disgustingly loathsome; noisome: a foul smell.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;containing or characterized by offensive or noisome matter: foul air; foul stagnant water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up what it is like when the boys come home during and after football 2-a-days.  I have never smelled anything like that...they are seriously, &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Jacob was describing the locker room to me....where there are like 40 of them - all in the same place!  He said the floor is indescribable.  Oh, my poor germiphobe son.  I totally understand why you don't want the coaches to wash your workout clothes with all the other kids'.  I completely get why you want to walk home in the blistering August sun to lay out on the tile floor in your own home.  I won't complain about the sweat you are leaving on the floor.  I know you can't help being so gross.    I, as your mother, "get" you and your quirks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not complain when these practices are over with.  Blech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1537854921440114302?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1537854921440114302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1537854921440114302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1537854921440114302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1537854921440114302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/ewwww.html' title='ewwww....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6379681446076816759</id><published>2010-08-01T18:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T18:59:14.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are changing....</title><content type='html'>God is really revealing himself to me.  I love it.  I am so excited about it all of the time.  I just don't understand why nobody else is getting all worked up.  I mean, my husband and Dena, along with some people in our church, but just in general.  I get so focused on Him and excited about what He's doing that I will absently just assume everybody else has to see the changes in everything too.  Of course, it's my perception that has changed, not everybody else.  I know that, but for a little bit at times, I'll forget that and just think everybody should see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he showed me that we have not been walking in His blessing.  There is a difference in blessings and miracles.  A miracle is by-product of sin.  If we didn't get ourselves into a crisis, we wouldn't need miracles.  People who see lots of miracles live crisis to crisis.  Humph.  We do need a few miracles right now, and we will see them.  As we learn to understand His will, we will walk in His blessings and not need the miracles.  That sounds so good!  We have always had 'just what we need', but 'just what we need' is not walking in His blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started filling out our forms for Charis Bible College today.  I'm so excited I'm about ready to pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God showed me that we need to head in the direction He is sending us and His provision is already there.  Just like Elijah with the ravens, He will send the provision to our destination, not where we are sitting stagnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By renewing my mind and delighting in the Lord, my fear of the unknown is leaving.  I'm standing on promises that He will deliver what He has conceived and brought forward.  I've traded worry for excitement.  I can't wait to see what God is going to do next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6379681446076816759?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6379681446076816759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6379681446076816759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6379681446076816759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6379681446076816759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-are-changing.html' title='Things are changing....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1759824959054664484</id><published>2010-07-27T20:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:09:02.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About a week ago:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: It will take something like Andrew Wommack himself telling me directly to go to Charis Bible College for me to be sure it's from God. I mean, I know God can work out all the details. Provision is no problem for Him. I just need to know for sure that we're hearing Him correctly. I need to make sure it's not me from an emotional standpoint wanting to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, you never know what God will do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I know we're going to get answers during Jubilee week. I just know it. God's going to show us so much there. It's going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at Jubilee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking behind the staircase to go pick up Joshua when David pointed Andrew out to me. We went to talk to him. It surprised me that there wasn't a line or anybody really. We just walked right up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Hi, I just wanted to introduce myself and tell you that you go to the gym with me everyday (hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, I really hope it does me some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David&lt;/strong&gt;: Hi, I'm David, I'm her husband. We only really heard about you a year ago, but God's used your ministry to really impact and change our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;: Where are ya'll from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Melissa, down by McKinney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew:&lt;/strong&gt; (nods head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: We've actually been praying about going to Charis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, what's to pray about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: (Looking rather blankly at him...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&lt;/strong&gt;: If you have the desire to go, God put it there. Go. The devil's not gonna tell you to go to Bible College. Really. I promise you'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what was said after that...but that sounds like confirmation to me. We're about to have some major life changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I never thought there'd be an opportunity to talk to him - I figured it would be just way to busy and he wasn't even supposed to be there until tomorrow night anyway, so...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1759824959054664484?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1759824959054664484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1759824959054664484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1759824959054664484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1759824959054664484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/07/about-week-ago.html' title='About a week ago:'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8287733035844742458</id><published>2010-07-25T06:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:32:50.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jubilee Week</title><content type='html'>Jubilee week starts today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love our new church!  I cannot wait to be a part of this exciting experience.  I truly want my heart to just be in a thankful place entering into this week.  God is amazing.  He is.  I've always known this, but these past few weeks, it's a whole new level.  The really cool part is that there's always a whole new level with Him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8287733035844742458?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8287733035844742458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8287733035844742458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8287733035844742458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8287733035844742458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/07/jubilee-week.html' title='Jubilee Week'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7416506954482014433</id><published>2010-07-24T20:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:22:07.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;quot;You cant find the beginning of God until you get to the end of yourself.&amp;quot;~~Andrew Wommack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7416506954482014433?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7416506954482014433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7416506954482014433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7416506954482014433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7416506954482014433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/07/cant-find-beginning-of-god-until-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2550088086663298227</id><published>2010-07-15T08:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:09:11.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't really have a title for this one</title><content type='html'>Or really anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua is snuggled up next to me watching Maisy on tv.  He's so stinkin' sweet.  I just adore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and Emily came home from their mom's this past weekend.  Emily is sleeping and Cody and Jacob are at the youth pastor's house after an all-nighter.  I believe those people should be nominated for saint-hood.  I cannot for the life of me imagine what their house must look like.  I mean, they had the equivalent to a slumber party there.  There are at least 6 teenage guys who slept over.  Usually when that happens, they're up til 4 am or so playing video games and eating anything not tied down.  They are saints, I tell you.  Saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be at the gym at 9 to meet my new friend, Michelle, and work out.  I'm really excited to have met her and have somebody to hang with.  We went to the aquafit class yesterday and she said she wasn't really impressed.  I like the core workout you get in there, but I know it's not the only thing I need to be doing.  I'm so thankful to my sweet husband for helping me to get going on everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're really excited about our new church.  We love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2550088086663298227?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2550088086663298227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2550088086663298227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2550088086663298227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2550088086663298227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dont-really-have-title-for-this-one.html' title='I don&apos;t really have a title for this one'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2478714213807285430</id><published>2010-07-05T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:04:48.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Shall Set You Free!!!</title><content type='html'>I was just listening to Andrew Wommack's series called 'Killing Sacred Cows' when I was given a revelation of the meaning of the Truth setting me free. Andrew was talking about sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked about extreme Pentecostals who believe that you can lose your salvation if you don't have every sin covered by the Blood of Christ.  They believe that you have to continually ask for forgiveness of your sins or if you die you'll go to hell.  That's just not true.  He then talked about people who are one step below that (me) who believe that you won't lose your salvation, but will lose your communion with God.  He'll love you and save you, but He won't talk to you or bless you.  You, in effect, step out from under His covering.  Both beliefs teach performance-based salvation, and are just not true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died once and paid for all the sin of the world.  Everything.  At the Cross.  One time.  That's it.  Sins committed up to the point that you accept salvation and sins committed in your future.  The only sin that sends anybody to hell is rejection of His Son.  If you don't accept that atonement, that one-time, atonement...that's what sends people to hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once understanding of what he was talking about hit me, I heard the Holy Spirit remind me of that scripture about Truth setting me free and honestly, I feel set free. A literal weight has been removed. Chains have been unbound. I feel FREE!!! Note to self: send Andrew Wommack some fan email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are those who would say that people believe this way so that they can do whatever they want.  What will cause a person to keep serving God and want to walk a Christian life?  Love.  Plain and simple.  If you are sold out in love with God, you will desire to serve Him.  After all, Jesus said, "If you love me, obey my commandments" (John 14:15, NLT).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2478714213807285430?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2478714213807285430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2478714213807285430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2478714213807285430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2478714213807285430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-was-just-listening-to-andrew-wommack.html' title='The Truth Shall Set You Free!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6123016184346355682</id><published>2010-06-29T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:16:49.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's naptime and he's not sleeping....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCpGjykRkVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YUqfT-pBVG8/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488276676587655506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCpGjykRkVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/YUqfT-pBVG8/s400/009.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;I'm guessing these guys are the reason. I just confiscated them about 10 minutes ago and it's amazing how quiet he is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6123016184346355682?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6123016184346355682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6123016184346355682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6123016184346355682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6123016184346355682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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You're an action figure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6393789261765597101?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6393789261765597101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6393789261765597101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6393789261765597101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6393789261765597101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-toy.html' title='You are a toy!!!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBWwKuz6ipI/AAAAAAAAAcA/X37KQCMfjQg/s72-c/2.11.10+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8888400629592994114</id><published>2010-06-12T16:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:34:35.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Corpus Christi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8fH8NVZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8_QsnT6IG4c/s1600/100_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002783077750162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8fH8NVZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8_QsnT6IG4c/s400/100_0885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8edU_2FI/AAAAAAAAAbo/cayEyQKnW1o/s1600/100_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002771638999122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8edU_2FI/AAAAAAAAAbo/cayEyQKnW1o/s400/100_0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8d1Z8jPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/FojgTo_TKS0/s1600/100_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002760922336498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8d1Z8jPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/FojgTo_TKS0/s400/100_0921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8dTwhLKI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MNAUieLJeLw/s1600/100_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002751890205858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8dTwhLKI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MNAUieLJeLw/s400/100_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8cWLA3OI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/IBUpn_UXCaM/s1600/100_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482002735358336226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8cWLA3OI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/IBUpn_UXCaM/s400/100_0779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7G5pMNEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/BTFVy3ZDO_8/s1600/100_0802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482001267411399746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7G5pMNEI/AAAAAAAAAbI/BTFVy3ZDO_8/s400/100_0802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7GbVyFHI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aAGoWQU7cPo/s1600/100_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482001259276932210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7GbVyFHI/AAAAAAAAAbA/aAGoWQU7cPo/s400/100_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7FkaQpZI/AAAAAAAAAa4/RO3l5U7Nwao/s1600/100_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482001244531762578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7FkaQpZI/AAAAAAAAAa4/RO3l5U7Nwao/s400/100_0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7FNZXB7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/R-z1LtTp_aI/s1600/100_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482001238353971122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7FNZXB7I/AAAAAAAAAaw/R-z1LtTp_aI/s400/100_0764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7EhvS_DI/AAAAAAAAAao/kY_GYLdUUVs/s1600/100_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482001226634820658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP7EhvS_DI/AAAAAAAAAao/kY_GYLdUUVs/s400/100_0756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/20954091-8888400629592994114?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8888400629592994114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8888400629592994114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8888400629592994114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8888400629592994114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/06/corpus-christi.html' title='Corpus Christi!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TBP8fH8NVZI/AAAAAAAAAbw/8_QsnT6IG4c/s72-c/100_0885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6064119454099022634</id><published>2010-05-31T22:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T22:43:15.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been like 18 years since I've posted any pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBjudkMQI/AAAAAAAAAag/TcnTnlUGCJQ/s1600/new+pics+369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645497556807938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBjudkMQI/AAAAAAAAAag/TcnTnlUGCJQ/s400/new+pics+369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBjD0EmmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/avNGjjbyaDo/s1600/new+pics+362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645486108482146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBjD0EmmI/AAAAAAAAAaY/avNGjjbyaDo/s400/new+pics+362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBiqoXAAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/yP1I1U5V-ow/s1600/new+pics+329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477645479348469762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBiqoXAAI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/yP1I1U5V-ow/s400/new+pics+329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's not alot, but they sure are cute.  I think the last one looks like a Jedi in training or something...&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/20954091-6064119454099022634?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6064119454099022634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6064119454099022634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6064119454099022634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6064119454099022634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-like-18-years-since-ive-posted.html' title='It&apos;s been like 18 years since I&apos;ve posted any pictures.'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TASBjudkMQI/AAAAAAAAAag/TcnTnlUGCJQ/s72-c/new+pics+369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2778063814416743709</id><published>2010-05-20T11:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T11:23:34.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prayer is not just an exercize in sympathy, it connects the Creator to His creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2778063814416743709?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2778063814416743709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2778063814416743709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2778063814416743709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2778063814416743709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/05/prayer-is-not-just-exercize-in-sympathy.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5314868219456475686</id><published>2010-05-10T10:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:07:27.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every time I start to think I wanna get a job and go to work, my sweet Joshua points out the cute birds at Walmart, or tells me I&amp;#39;m so cute, or simply smiles sweetly at me, or.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5314868219456475686?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1288497825574055619</id><published>2010-05-09T22:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:40:16.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Let's see if I can make them sound like they think in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think about how crazy people must feel. Like, how they really think that their imagined realities are real. And I've had the thought before that what if I'm crazy? What if this is not really real and I'm really lying somewhere in a looney bin imagining my life? I know that is really crazy thinking, but what if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really don't really think that. I more like imagine that is what it is like to be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ponder this sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also sometimes, I'll be just bee-bopping right along with my life and suddenly feel like everything is surreal. Like, how can this all be real? Like it's more like a holodeck from Star Trek. Like our reality is really just a scene on a spaceship somewhere. But we have no clue. Us, the people on the holodeck, playing the parts, we have no clue we're playing parts. It's all real to us, when in reality, there's a really much bigger real life going on in the rest of the ship - there's a full-on war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered this holodeck idea the other day. I was driving home from somewhere, can't remember where now, and was just almost home. I seem to remember the droning of voices of one of our kids, but who knows (that's my real reality, right? hehe). Anyway, I was stopped at a stop sign and just sat there a minute and thought about it. We really kinda' are on a holodeck. We get so wrapped up in the reality in front of us that we don't think about the ship we're on. We don't think about the whole war going on outside our little deck, and that we are crucial in the battle. We forget that there is a veil of the physical that keeps us from seeing the spiritual. We forget that there's a whole world of people out there who don't even realize we live on a holodeck. They think the holodeck is the real reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds crazy, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1288497825574055619?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1288497825574055619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1288497825574055619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1288497825574055619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1288497825574055619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-some-thoughts.html' title='I have some thoughts...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8459509205397788192</id><published>2010-05-05T11:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:18:59.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet husband</title><content type='html'>had a dislocated knee cap last week on Thursday.  It hurt.  This means he'll be washing back at least one class in the police academy.  I hate it for him, but those are the breaks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8459509205397788192?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8459509205397788192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8459509205397788192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8459509205397788192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8459509205397788192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-sweet-husband.html' title='My sweet husband'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4920276430841667192</id><published>2010-04-16T07:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:28:22.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Way, way, way, waaaay better...</title><content type='html'>why won't blogger let me put &lt;em&gt;italics&lt;/em&gt; in the title line?  i think other people do it...maybe not.  now i'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are so much better than my last post.  cody has been so respectful and easy to be around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jake's been playing baseball.  these kids have been playing together for several years and the coaches know them all.  i feel like jacob is the outsider and isn't treated the same.  i keep my thoughts on that to myself, though, because i know it's hard enough coming to a new school like this one.  this school is so similar to celina when i was a kid.  it is exactly how i grew up and i saw new kids come and go all along.  some stayed and some left.  when i was a kid, it wasn't that new kids bothered us, it was that we had all been friends for so long that it was not easy to add anybody.  i know it's hard for them.  especially jake, even though he doesn't say much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;david forgot a belt he needs today, so i am going to take it to him at his lunch time.  i know it's super scary for him to have forgotten anything because if he doesn't show up with everything, the whole class gets in trouble for it.  it would not do well for him to be the reason the whole class gets in trouble.  he doesn't like being put on the spot even more than i do.  we're both very good at fading into the background of a group.  don't get me wrong, we are social people, just don't like big groups where the attention is directed to us.  we like a few friends in a familiar environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda' forgot how much i like to blog.  i like to read them and i like to write here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we joined a gym.  i'm so tired of being overweight.  i was going to try the aqua fit class this morning, but don't want to get in there and chance not making it to david in time with his belt.  that would be really not ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dena and i are planning a little mini-vacation for july!  port aransas!  we've never been there, but wanted somewhere that was beautiful and within driving distance.  so, the end of july, we'll be sitting on the beach!  i don't think my husband is really excited about the whole thing, but oh, i am so ready to get somewhere where nobody needs anything from me for a couple of days.  i know it's not until july, but i can wait.  dena and i have taken a few trips together over the years, but none completely by ourselves.  no kids.  that's what a vacation really is.  i love my kids and love to take them places, but when we go somewhere with kids, it's more work than staying home.  i want a book and a quiet place to sit.  it doesn't really even matter where we go - beach or just get a hotel room downtown in a city somewhere.  doesn't matter.  neither of us wants to party or anything like that, just get outta' dodge, ya know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gonna get dressed for the gym.  joshua loves, loves, &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; to hang out there in the kids' area.  he's so cute and getting so very big!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4920276430841667192?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4920276430841667192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4920276430841667192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4920276430841667192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4920276430841667192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/04/way-way-way-waaaay-better.html' title='Way, way, way, waaaay better...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3628327190863654086</id><published>2010-04-14T16:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:09:46.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just a vent</title><content type='html'>i am so frustrated right now.  i don't want sympathy or pity or a pep talk.  I don't want any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just whipped Cody.  I spanked him first with the spanking stick and then when he smarted off again, with the belt.  he is nothing but disrespectful and out of line every day.  he does not show any hint of even trying.  no matter what i do or when.  i am so frustrated.  i should have been demanding more respect instead of just letting things go.  i do not understand where the disconnect is with him that he can't seem to figure out authority.  he doesn't care.  he doesn't care about anything but himself and how to get what he wants.  i'm so tired of it all.  i'm tired of being spoken to like i'm a second rate citizen in my own home.  he talks down to me every day.  he gives me an attitude in the simplest of conversations.  and plays the victim perfectly.  it's never his fault.  never.  he never really takes responsability for his own actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a bit of a tiff with a friend on fb.  she made a comment and i pointed out how it read.  she bit my head off.  then emailed me to apologize for biting my head off, but certainly not what she said.  i'm sure it correctly reflected her thoughts about me anyway.  she has no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so lonely right now.  i see people every day, but i don't really have anybody to commune with.  when david gets home at night, i'm on my feet until about 9 and that is when he goes to bed.  i really need to just recharge for a day or two.  mod doesn't help.  i have too much to do during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to take the stupid van in tomorrow for the a/c.  i so hate dealing with stuff like that and just really wish my husband would.  i know he doesn't have the time, but i hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this turned into quite a pity party for me.  i do throw them from time to time, but usually keep them from my blog.  a while back, david's ex-wife was reading it.  i am not so sure if she is now or not, but i do not care.  it's my blog and if she wants to read it, well, it's public, what can i say.  i refuse to be all sunshine and smiley faces all the time on my personal blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negative, negative, negative.  it's really not me to be so negative, but right now, in this moment, that is what it is.  and i'm gonna post this without even re-reading it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3628327190863654086?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3628327190863654086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3628327190863654086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3628327190863654086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3628327190863654086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-vent.html' title='just a vent'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6222866651084154325</id><published>2010-04-01T15:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:46:37.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training!</title><content type='html'>I came home yesterday with a brand spankin' new potty chair, a book, some stickers, big boy underwear and 400 Tootsie Roll Midgies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 9:30 last night, we had success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score one for the potty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so wanting that candy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6222866651084154325?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6222866651084154325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6222866651084154325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6222866651084154325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6222866651084154325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/04/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7939207857992638168</id><published>2010-04-01T15:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:43:44.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So, how many kids do you have?</title><content type='html'>My first response would be to say "four", but that's not really the truth.  Then I backpedal and say well, "three live with me, and my stepdaughter lives with their mom in San Antonio".  Then I backpedal again and say, "two of ours who live with us are mine, and one is David's".  But then I feel kinda' bad because Cody's mine too, he just has a different mother.  So I explain that and the fact that they have the same mom, we just have one and she has the other.  Then I get the funny looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there's Anna.  She's the one who throws the whole thing off.  I can't answer that question honestly, no matter how much explaining I do because I feel it's right to protect my kids from knowing that part of my testimony until they are a bit more mature.  I also have to be careful not to "cast my pearls before swine" as scripture puts it.  I'm not ashamed of her.  Oh, no,  I'm proud of her.  She's my daughter.  I'm not proud of myself, but I'm proud of her.  I'm not ashamed of myself anymore either, though.  It's funny how God does that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes away the shame.  He replaces shame with hope.  I will see her one day.  She does not hold anything against me.  And I still get to be her mom.  No matter if she were in my arms or Jesus' arms.  I'm restored, forgiven and whole.  She's restored and whole.  She's perfect.  And I miss her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes it difficult, though.  I can't very easily share that part of my testimony with somebody who's grieving a loss.  I can so relate to their pain, though.  I spent so many hours reading blogs or message boards written by mothers who lost their babies, just to relate.  It's hard to find somebody who'll share openly how they've dealt with this kind of loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.  As the Spirit leads, I will.  I'll let whoever needs to know that there is restoration, forgiveness and wholeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abortion is ugly.  It is deception.  It hurts.  It never goes away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is beautiful.  He is Truth.  He heals.  He never goes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7939207857992638168?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7939207857992638168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7939207857992638168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7939207857992638168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7939207857992638168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-how-many-kids-do-you-have.html' title='So, how many kids do you have?'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2836147784087908662</id><published>2010-03-28T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:03:06.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know where to begin...</title><content type='html'>God has been working with me and revealing himself to me in so many ways.  It's unreal.  But I asked him to. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's shown me so much from my Esther Bible Study on Wednesday mornings.  I had previously never heard of Jill Rhodes, but I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just listened to Pastor Duane's cd called "Love is Taught, not Caught". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine the two of them together and there are so many truths being shown to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther is so deep.  I have read it several times, and have watched the movie a couple of times, so I went in already knowing the story.  I'm surprised by how many in our class didn't know much about Esther.  I already loved it.  I'm not knockin' them, don't think that.  I was just surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What strikes me the most, and I've been pondering on lately, is just how much God loves me.  &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; loves &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.  In Esther, it was explained how royalty honors the common people.  The highest honor a king can give somebody is relationship.  God honors me with relationship.  The King of Kings honors &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.  Wow!  At the same time, I was listening to Duane talk about how much God loves us.  He loves us as much as he loves Jesus.  When Duane first said that, I kinda' laughed.  Whatever.  Jesus is perfect.  But if he didn't love me as much as Jesus, wouldn't it have been a waste for Jesus to die for me?  Wow!  And then back to the honoring with relationship...  In order for God to honor me with relationship, Jesus had to die.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes have the very wrong thoughts that I know God so well.  Well, I mean, I do know God, but it's humbling to realize that if you ask him to reveal himself, he will.  And it's overwhelming.  What I can type here barely scratches the surface of the things he is showing me right now.  I don't know Him like I will one day.  I didn't know him as well yesterday as I do today.  Or as well as I will tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 11:33 says, "Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How in the world would I possibly be silly enough to think I knew God?  You can't "know" somebody who's "unsearchable" and who's "paths are beyond tracing out".  I can't ever completely know God while I walk the Earth as flesh.  I can only know of his infiniteness what my finite mind can handle, which is not really much.  Oh, but the Holy Spirit!  The Holy Spirit can lead me into ALL truths! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, You are amazing and wonderful.  Thank you.  Thank you for reminding me of my humanness, while at the same time you remind me of how much you love me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, I've walked into a Sunday morning worship service and given lip service to worship.  Many, many times.  I've been there in the physical form, but I'll sit and fume about something my husband did to make us late, or something the kids need to be disciplined for.  It's sad and embarrassing to admit it.  How can I now?  How can I now that I understand that he honors me with relationship.  How rude can I possibly be?  I am so very sorry that I have repeatedly dishonored the relationship that he's given me in that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was looking forward to getting into worship because I just wanted to be with others who are worshipping and just to love corporately on God.  Because of a new child check-in system, and nobody's fault, I was late.  I only made one song.  Oh, but how awesome it was!  It was the worship that moves.  I hunger for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2836147784087908662?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2836147784087908662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2836147784087908662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2836147784087908662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2836147784087908662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-know-where-to-begin.html' title='I don&apos;t know where to begin...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-2030951464998985109</id><published>2010-02-26T12:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:32:48.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, and a baseball player and a plumber because plumbers make good money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-2030951464998985109?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/2030951464998985109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=2030951464998985109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2030951464998985109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/2030951464998985109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-and-baseball-player-and-plumber.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-8966327809210571231</id><published>2010-02-26T12:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:30:36.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found a journal entry of Jake&amp;#39;s where he said he wanted to be a ninja superhero astronaut star fleet captain jedi mexican when he grows up. Pretty funny, and yes i was snooping through his stuff. I do it regularly to all my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-8966327809210571231?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/8966327809210571231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=8966327809210571231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8966327809210571231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/8966327809210571231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-found-journal-entry-of-jake-where-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1202980115195294028</id><published>2010-02-12T15:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:40:32.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua</title><content type='html'>My sweet little brown-eyed son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so very precious to Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me with your trusting eyes, I'm reminded that I am responsible to God for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Daddy and I are responsible for raising you in fear and admonition of the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are to teach you His ways and who He is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for your dimpled smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for your blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for your love of life and of "your" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so precious, my sweet little brown-eyed son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1202980115195294028?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1202980115195294028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1202980115195294028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1202980115195294028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1202980115195294028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/02/joshua.html' title='Joshua'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3735935909863926002</id><published>2010-01-26T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:32:17.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Grocery Gaming!</title><content type='html'>I love it.  I love it.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I bought &lt;strong&gt;$285.83&lt;/strong&gt; worth of groceries for &lt;strong&gt;$101.49!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo...the rundown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CVS&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cans Campbell's tomato soup&lt;br /&gt;6 cans Campbell's chicken noodle soup&lt;br /&gt;6 tubes Crest toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;2 Covergirl compressed powder compacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I paid $7.03 and saved $38.39!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kroger&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 jugs of Sunny Delight 64 oz.&lt;br /&gt;10 6-packs of Deja Blue water&lt;br /&gt;6 bottles of Disney gummy vitamins&lt;br /&gt;6 packages of Hormel pepperoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I paid $37.33 and saved $69.16!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walgreens&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 boxes of Kleenex tissues, 200 sheets&lt;br /&gt;8 cans Hormel chili&lt;br /&gt;4 cans Butterball chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;2 containers Maxwell House coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I paid $20.76 and saved $25.72!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tom Thumb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 cans Progresso soup&lt;br /&gt;6 boxes Pillsbury funfetti cookie dough&lt;br /&gt;1 box Mike &amp;amp; Ikes (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;4 boxes Hot Pockest, 2 count&lt;br /&gt;6 boxes Red Baron personal pizzas&lt;br /&gt;2 packages Sargento cheese slices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I paid $36.37 and saved $51.07!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3735935909863926002?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3735935909863926002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3735935909863926002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3735935909863926002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3735935909863926002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-grocery-gaming.html' title='More Grocery Gaming!'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7607101931352463454</id><published>2010-01-22T15:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T15:18:16.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can tell when my kids stumble, and I can tell when they jump. I can tell when they love me and truly desire mercy, and when they were being malicious and are just sorry the got caught.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7607101931352463454?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7607101931352463454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7607101931352463454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7607101931352463454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7607101931352463454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-tell-when-my-kids-stumble-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5600199159622584659</id><published>2010-01-21T13:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:31:03.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>I wonder what the workers next door are saying...it's all in Spanish.  They are all so quiet when I walk outside, but when I'm inside, they are LOUD.  Do they really think I can't hear through the windows on that side of the house?  I don't really care, it's just amusing.  I think they need to be done bricking that house so they can get back to working inside where they'll be quiet.  Tomorrow's naptime doesn't need to end up with my kid coming out of his room 15 times hollaring in Spanish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5600199159622584659?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5600199159622584659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5600199159622584659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5600199159622584659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5600199159622584659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm_21.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6377303557499747132</id><published>2010-01-17T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:29:17.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When ur kids turn about 9, lock them in the house with you and homeschool them. The only contact they need with the outside world is when you are with them.  Therapy for social difficulties as an adult have to be better than whatever they can do to destroy their futures as a teenager. This is ridiculous!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6377303557499747132?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6377303557499747132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6377303557499747132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6377303557499747132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6377303557499747132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-ur-kids-turn-about-9-lock-them-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-4059990269352832793</id><published>2010-01-14T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:35:36.184-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm...</title><content type='html'>I am about to start or try something new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to try my hand at short skits.  Like in church.  I've never really told many people that because I am terrified and excited about it at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an opportunity at church to do just that, so I'm gonna give it a shot.  I'm working through the nerves involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kicker is I have to write the mess myself.  I'm not good at that part.  Shouldn't there be like a book of skits that I can just pick one from?  I mean, why write something if somebody else already has and it's good?  That's what I think.  But I'm gonna give it a shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-4059990269352832793?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/4059990269352832793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=4059990269352832793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4059990269352832793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/4059990269352832793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm.html' title='hmmm...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-1379167356895789921</id><published>2010-01-13T13:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:03:18.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of stuff</title><content type='html'>This is likely to be a really long post.  Or if I get tired of typing, it might not be so long....who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved to Melissa.  We have a gorgeous new house that I am totally in love with.  God has blessed us so much lately.  It's amazing.  Simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the most precious 3 year old son ever!  He had his birthday and we just went to Chick fil A for him and then came home and opened presents.  It was easy and no mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other kids are awesome, too.  Both boys are changing schools and will be at Melissa Middle School on Tuesday for the start of the second semester of their 8th grade.  Emily is in 4th and is such a young lady.  She is no longer a fan of the color pink - everything is purple now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is wonderful.  We're getting into the swing of everything being over here.  I'm actually, maybe, probably, possibly going to be involved with the drama team.  I'm scared, happy, excited, nervous, confused as to why I wanna do this, you know...and I'm NOT a writer.  I can blog all day long, but not write like that.  I'm supposed to have a little blurb thingy to her by Friday and I guess it's coming right along, but it's not pleasant.  I haven't told her that for me to write, it's like pulling my fingernails off a little bit at a time.  I have zero confidence and no structure.  I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the most wonderful, Godly, sweet, dedicated, sexy, loving, affectionate husband in the world!  He is so good to me.  I do not know where I would be without him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the Grocery Game!  I can't say enough about the Grocery Game!  My precious friend, Ginger, introduced me to it sometime back and I regret that I did not take advantage of it until now.  Well, not now, about a week and a half ago, really.  I just shopped it for the second time yesterday.  It totally rocks!  As you can see from my previous post, I was quite the champion of the checkout line!  haha.  Ok, well, I really wanna just start putting all the stuff I got on here because, well, this is my blog and I can if I wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From CVS, I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 boxes of Kraft mac n cheese&lt;br /&gt;4 boxes of Quaker granola bars&lt;br /&gt;3 bottles of Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson baby wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $16.96 - with a discount from sales and coupons of $18.72!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Walgreens, I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes of Fruity Pebbles (kinda' anticlimactic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $2.50 - with a discount from sales and coupons of $6.50!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Albertsons, I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 lbs of ground turkey meat&lt;br /&gt;20 cans of Chef Boyardee pasta&lt;br /&gt;2 jars of Albertson's salsa&lt;br /&gt;5 Lunchables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $31.00 - with a discount from sales and coupons of $25.77!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Tom Thumb, I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 boxes of Pop Tarts&lt;br /&gt;4 bottles of Welch's squeeze jelly&lt;br /&gt;2 big bottles of Coffeemate flavored creamer&lt;br /&gt;1 package of Lucerne string cheese&lt;br /&gt;12 3-packs of Rolaids rolls (they paid me .21 per roll to take these!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $18.29 - with a discount from sales and coupons of $26.37!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Kroger (my personal favorite), I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 gallons of milk&lt;br /&gt;4 dozen eggs&lt;br /&gt;12 boxes of Kellogg's cereal&lt;br /&gt;4 lbs breakfast sausage&lt;br /&gt;4 loaves of bread&lt;br /&gt;4 32 oz Gatorades&lt;br /&gt;6 cans of Campbell's condensed soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for $29.58 - with a discount from sales and coupons of $48.00!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-1379167356895789921?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/1379167356895789921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=1379167356895789921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1379167356895789921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/1379167356895789921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/lots-of-stuff.html' title='lots of stuff'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5845170873763335360</id><published>2010-01-12T17:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:05:43.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got $223.12 worth of groceries today for $97.76!!! Not bad for my second week grocery gaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5845170873763335360?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5845170873763335360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5845170873763335360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5845170873763335360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5845170873763335360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-got-223.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-368681601308097169</id><published>2009-11-06T18:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T18:13:31.344-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just told Joshua not to kick my chair and he said &amp;quot;I obey Mama.&amp;quot; so sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-368681601308097169?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/368681601308097169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=368681601308097169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/368681601308097169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/368681601308097169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-told-joshua-not-to-kick-my-chair.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-3079876402329579359</id><published>2009-09-18T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T15:59:31.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its funny how my kids can not even have television and still quote commercials.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-3079876402329579359?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/3079876402329579359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=3079876402329579359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3079876402329579359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/3079876402329579359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-funny-how-my-kids-can-not-even-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-7722929121074305253</id><published>2009-09-15T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:10:20.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obviously it worked!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-7722929121074305253?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/7722929121074305253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=7722929121074305253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7722929121074305253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/7722929121074305253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/09/obviously-it-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-6170204262133599281</id><published>2009-09-15T23:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:09:28.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. So if this works, it&amp;#39;ll be really cool. Let&amp;#39;s see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-6170204262133599281?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/6170204262133599281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=6170204262133599281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6170204262133599281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/6170204262133599281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5396894286067919281</id><published>2009-09-15T23:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:08:30.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm a blogger at heart</title><content type='html'>just not in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just learned that I can post a blog FROM MY TEXT MESSAGES ON MY PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  Now, I'll be sending them from time to time I think.  Maybe.  But I'm on the computer all the time anyway and don't blog, so who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things are crazy around here as normal.  School is in full swing for the kids and me. &lt;br /&gt;We are in the process of trying to buy a house.  We have found one we put an offer on yesterday and it is great!  Hopefully we'll hear from them really soon about accepting that offer and moving forward.  It has 5 bedrooms!  That rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gonna check out the mobile post...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5396894286067919281?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5396894286067919281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5396894286067919281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5396894286067919281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5396894286067919281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-im-blogger-at-heart.html' title='I think I&apos;m a blogger at heart'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-5689607668386502907</id><published>2009-09-01T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:12:34.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>I'm grumpy.  I think I'm a bit overwhelmed.  School just started for me and the kids.  We are buying a house in Anna.  Julie's getting married in December and I'm her matron of honor, a title I'm honored to have, but it's gonna be a busy couple of months!  We are giving our notice tomorrow that we'll be out of here the end of September.  Crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my weeks are packed!  Tuesday and Thursday mornings I'm at school.  Saturday I'm at school all day long.  Tuesday nights are guitar lessons and life classes at Hope Fellowship.  Every other Saturday night is our Bible study.  Wednesday nights, the boys have youth group.  We're about to start stuff on Monday nights with Vintage.  Every other Sunday night is a Vintage meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all making my head spin and it's just manifesting as grumpy.  Not ok at all.  I need to repent to my kids and get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of it all, I uploaded bunches of picturs to Facebook and somewhere between my computer and Facebook, they disappeared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I need to do laundry in the worse way.  But that's always it seems like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough.  We're leaving for guitar.  Maybe I'll try those pictures again when we get home tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-5689607668386502907?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/5689607668386502907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=5689607668386502907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5689607668386502907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/5689607668386502907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20954091.post-998267675752909276</id><published>2009-08-05T16:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:31:23.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been listening</title><content type='html'>to Duane Sherriff's messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current series I just finished was on the end times.  He teaches that we shouldn't use prophecy to try to predict the future, but should know God's Word and his prophecies so that when something happens, we can say, "Oh, that's what He was talking about".  That way prophecy is faith building, which is one thing it's intended for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love...Brother Duane.  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a really cool MP3 player for my birthday early and I love, love, love it!  I can put all my music and Duane's messages right on there and listen whenever I can plug it in.  Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go watch Dumbo for the 3rd time today with Joshua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20954091-998267675752909276?l=gracelikerain75.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/feeds/998267675752909276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20954091&amp;postID=998267675752909276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/998267675752909276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20954091/posts/default/998267675752909276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracelikerain75.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-listening.html' title='I&apos;ve been listening'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08400075048647041111</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/_oY52uZoVx5Y/TCzEM9cZQOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ObkKBffFPP0/S220/profile+pic+for+facebook.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
