<?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-3780802865628911433</id><updated>2011-11-04T02:19:46.429-07:00</updated><category term='Videos'/><category term='Missions'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Daily Life'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Bible Reading'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Vaccines'/><category term='The Church'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Plugs'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='Evangelism'/><category term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category term='Matters of Fact'/><category term='Polls'/><category term='Mexico'/><category term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>| Face Value |</title><subtitle type='html'>“As in water face reflects face, so a man’s heart reveals the man.” Proverbs 27:19</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3411906707146038608</id><published>2010-09-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:12:41.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>KayleneElise.com</title><content type='html'>If you aren't already... you&amp;nbsp;can follow me &lt;a href="http://kayleneelise.com/"&gt;over here at KayleneElise.com&lt;/a&gt; for further Hungary updates. I doubt I'll&amp;nbsp; be updating this blog much for the next few months. Look forward to seeing you over there. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3411906707146038608?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3411906707146038608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3411906707146038608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3411906707146038608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3411906707146038608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/09/kayleneelisecom.html' title='KayleneElise.com'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6989109394808739196</id><published>2010-09-01T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:52:55.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><title type='text'>Well, Folks...</title><content type='html'>I am coming to the conclusion that one must be very careful about "blogging about tomorrow" because "you never know what that day may bring.". Just for example, you never know when one day&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/07/frequent-flyer.html"&gt; you might leave for a photography course&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;hoping to return and share pictures with your blog readers, only to find yourself, upon your return from said photography course, in a whirlwind of preparation to move to another country without any time to update the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story. &lt;a href="http://kayleneelise.com/"&gt;You can read more here&lt;/a&gt;. (Read from the bottom, up, to get the whole story)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6989109394808739196?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6989109394808739196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6989109394808739196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6989109394808739196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6989109394808739196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-folks.html' title='Well, Folks...'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1120941295773061189</id><published>2010-07-14T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:21:38.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Frequent Flyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TD5FTln_44I/AAAAAAAAGhI/4luybgF83A4/s1600/IPS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TD5FTln_44I/AAAAAAAAGhI/4luybgF83A4/s200/IPS.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starting another adventure today! I'm headed to Portland to hang with friends and go to a &lt;a href="http://prizewinningphotography.com/workshops/prizewinning-photography/portland-or"&gt;photography workshop&lt;/a&gt; I've dreamed of going to for literally, years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope to return with amazing tales and photos to prove it. This summer has proved to be somewhat surreal. So many opportunities have worked out, many of them involving travel. I'm feeling very blessed and don't take a minute of it for granted! What are you up to this summer? Working? Playing? Fill me in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1120941295773061189?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1120941295773061189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1120941295773061189&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1120941295773061189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1120941295773061189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/07/frequent-flyer.html' title='Frequent Flyer'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TD5FTln_44I/AAAAAAAAGhI/4luybgF83A4/s72-c/IPS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7437773671587111666</id><published>2010-07-11T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T19:13:09.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Check It Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboundinginhope.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TDp42M1fEwI/AAAAAAAAGhA/nDhStI7eyVw/s200/button.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7437773671587111666?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7437773671587111666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7437773671587111666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7437773671587111666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7437773671587111666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/07/check-it-out.html' title='Check It Out'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TDp42M1fEwI/AAAAAAAAGhA/nDhStI7eyVw/s72-c/button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5492769574016475178</id><published>2010-07-09T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T18:50:28.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Step Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TDVJDlLFIII/AAAAAAAAGgc/hDkAytkjbc0/s1600/Hughes+315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TDVJDlLFIII/AAAAAAAAGgc/hDkAytkjbc0/s640/Hughes+315.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You shall not go out with haste . . . for the Lord will go before you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the God of Israel will be your rear guard&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/nkjv/Isaiah%2052.12"&gt;Isaiah 52:12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Let the past rest, but let it rest in the sweet embrace of Christ. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leave the broken, irreversible past in His hands,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; and step out into the invincible future with Him."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oswald Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5492769574016475178?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5492769574016475178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5492769574016475178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5492769574016475178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5492769574016475178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/07/step-out.html' title='Step Out'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TDVJDlLFIII/AAAAAAAAGgc/hDkAytkjbc0/s72-c/Hughes+315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8525079909789117368</id><published>2010-06-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:25:46.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>6 MONTHS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCwXhthH3PI/AAAAAAAAGfo/UKReVV1o7Z0/s1600/skiles+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCwXhthH3PI/AAAAAAAAGfo/UKReVV1o7Z0/s400/skiles+094.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just finished the best chapter in the Bible&lt;/b&gt;. Is it ok to say that? Don't take that as a theological statement or anything. I'm just feeling biased at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Revelation 22. [thats a huge hint to go read it.you won't be sorry] Its been a favorite for the last few months, and was a &lt;i&gt;wonderful &lt;/i&gt;way to end this reading challenge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Did you catch that? &lt;b&gt;I just finished reading the Bible&lt;/b&gt;. And the fact that makes me the happiest is that a number of you have finished already as well. I'm curious how many of you really thought you could do it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far I have heard word that Leah (finished in 3 months), &lt;a href="http://princesslolly94.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; (finished in 5 months),Angela, &lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://aboundinginhope.com/"&gt;Melinda&lt;/a&gt; have finished in 6 months. Would anyone else who's finished please comment! To all of you, I am blessed that you were blessed. And &lt;i&gt;I deeply appreciate your accountability&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you are not finished by midnight tonight &lt;strike&gt;you are automatically disqualified and you lose!&lt;/strike&gt; please, please don't stop. =] Keep reading those deliciously large amounts of The Word. Keep on keeping on. We're still in this with you by prayer and accountability! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I kept wondering how we should end this. I thought about doing my first blog giveaway or having a drawing of some sorts. I finally decided-- I think all of us gained an incredible amount through reading the Scriptures. I don't want to take away from that. Nothing I can do in celebration of us reaching a goal, can really compare with that. So bloggy party?? Someday. But today lets just relish in God's goodness in the revelation of His written word and strive to share it with others. Please feel free to comment here on what blessed you the most during your journey through the Bible. Also, please link to your "finale" blog posts concerning the challenge. Thanks, thanks, and thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;The Spirit and the bride say, 'Come.' And let him that heareth say, 'Come.' And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, &lt;b&gt;let him take the water of life freely&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;" Revelation 22:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/search/label/Bible%20Reading"&gt;all the posts I ever posted regarding the challenge&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&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/3780802865628911433-8525079909789117368?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8525079909789117368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8525079909789117368&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8525079909789117368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8525079909789117368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-months.html' title='6 MONTHS!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCwXhthH3PI/AAAAAAAAGfo/UKReVV1o7Z0/s72-c/skiles+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2238750427480514360</id><published>2010-06-28T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:14:08.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>The Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TClWTa9t3zI/AAAAAAAAGfg/EY-7Rm37sMI/s1600/oldies+220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TClWTa9t3zI/AAAAAAAAGfg/EY-7Rm37sMI/s640/oldies+220.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...And end of my modeling career ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2238750427480514360?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2238750427480514360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2238750427480514360&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2238750427480514360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2238750427480514360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/beginning.html' title='The Beginning...'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TClWTa9t3zI/AAAAAAAAGfg/EY-7Rm37sMI/s72-c/oldies+220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-873580583358107385</id><published>2010-06-26T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T20:58:17.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Choosing to Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1335/4605040389_83a0271dd5_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1335/4605040389_83a0271dd5_m.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"When life hands us situations we cannot understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;we have one of two choices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We can wallow in misery, separated from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Or we can tell Him, '&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and Your presence in my life &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;more than I need understanding&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I choose You, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;I trust You&lt;/b&gt; to give me understanding and an answer to all of my whys&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;only&lt;i&gt; if &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt; You choose.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Catherine Marshall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-873580583358107385?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/873580583358107385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=873580583358107385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/873580583358107385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/873580583358107385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/choosing-to-trust.html' title='Choosing to Trust'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1335/4605040389_83a0271dd5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1685449560594478741</id><published>2010-06-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:08:07.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Counting Down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is less than 1 week left for all of the 6-month-Bible-readers to finish on time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am in Hebrews and am simply basking in the richness of it and the books proceeding it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've spent this week sitting in a hospital room, next to the sweet elderly man I've been caring for the last few months. (When things are good I care for him at the assisted living--its been a bad week for the poor guy) Its been a sort of blessing in disguise to have that time to read the scriptures. Its amazing how through out these 6 months my circumstances have felt bathed in scripture. I often read in short intervals through out the day. God's perspective has been on my mind a whole lot more because of it. Thats what its all about isn't it? O to intimately know His heart more and more each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later, peoples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="535"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21635452&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="535" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21635452&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1685449560594478741?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1685449560594478741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1685449560594478741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1685449560594478741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1685449560594478741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/counting-down.html' title='Counting Down!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6796980940841661434</id><published>2010-06-22T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T05:27:16.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Peace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCCqfR-k7YI/AAAAAAAAGfM/WhDv1qabpV0/s1600/DSC_0713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCCqfR-k7YI/AAAAAAAAGfM/WhDv1qabpV0/s320/DSC_0713.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He &lt;i&gt;Himself &lt;/i&gt;is our peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ephesians 2:14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="510"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21599664&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="30" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21599664&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6796980940841661434?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6796980940841661434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6796980940841661434&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6796980940841661434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6796980940841661434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/peace.html' title='Peace.'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TCCqfR-k7YI/AAAAAAAAGfM/WhDv1qabpV0/s72-c/DSC_0713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6956334555472329003</id><published>2010-06-20T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T20:48:17.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>That's My Daddy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TB6JshS7-0I/AAAAAAAAGe4/17gxT1VoSk8/s1600/oldies+224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TB6JshS7-0I/AAAAAAAAGe4/17gxT1VoSk8/s400/oldies+224.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patient.&lt;br /&gt;loving.&lt;br /&gt;gentle.&lt;br /&gt;manly.&lt;br /&gt;strong.&lt;br /&gt;wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;careful.&lt;br /&gt;faithful.&lt;br /&gt;playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's not perfect, But &lt;i&gt;he's my daddy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Happy Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6956334555472329003?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6956334555472329003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6956334555472329003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6956334555472329003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6956334555472329003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/thats-my-daddy.html' title='That&apos;s My Daddy.'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/TB6JshS7-0I/AAAAAAAAGe4/17gxT1VoSk8/s72-c/oldies+224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1126474997542365074</id><published>2010-06-19T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:56:58.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Meet Melinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was just briefly going through my google feed reader when I came across my friend&lt;a href="http://aboundinginhope.com/2010/06/19/rachel-and-me/"&gt; Melinda's post&lt;/a&gt;. In it, she very honestly, but sweetly shares of sister Rachel and their relationship. It blessed me this morning so I thought I would send my readers over to read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interesting tidbit about Melinda and I. We met in Oregon. I was visiting a home fellowship one Sunday and I had shared where I was from. A couple (and their daughter, Rachel) came up to me afterwards asking me if I knew a family that used to be from my area. I did. Come to find out this couple was from Oklahoma! We kept talking and realized we had even more mutual friends (mostly thanks to the homeschool scene). It was such a treat to talk of friends from home after being away for several months. Anyways, Melinda's mom told me she had a daughter my age, so I gave her my contact info, sincerely hoping to hear from Melinda sometime. Melinda promptly emailed me... and the rest is history! Melinda is a sweet friend, and though we haven't gotten to spend as much time together as we would have liked, we stay in touch, and I'm thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboundinginhope.com/2010/06/19/rachel-and-me/"&gt;Go check out her blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm off to finish my laundry and cleaning this messy room so I can escape this afternoon to a quiet place somewhere to do &lt;strike&gt;a little&lt;/strike&gt; a lot of Bible reading* and photo-editing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;only eleven days left!&lt;/a&gt; where are you? how can I be praying for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1126474997542365074?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1126474997542365074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1126474997542365074&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1126474997542365074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1126474997542365074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-saturday-i-was-just-briefly-going.html' title='Meet Melinda'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5084731302411287727</id><published>2010-06-06T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:17:24.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Sit down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...We need to talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, its ok. No one is getting spanked... unless you all rise up and decide I need a good one for leaving the blog unattended for going on two weeks with no explanation.... shame, shame on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But here's the scoop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two weeks ago I left on a &lt;i&gt;ca-razy &lt;/i&gt;trip. The destination was the Oregon coast for a missions conference. The means of getting there... was the craziest [funnest] part of the whole gig. Its a whole post in itself. The conference was great. I have yet to discover how to summarize/describe a weekend like that in a single blog, with out actually live-blogging it. Hmmm... maybe I should look into that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back. I'm alive. And I'm trying to figure out what parts of the trip would be interesting enough to the world, that I should actually blog them. My sister also videoed me sharing a testimony in the ladies meeting. I have very mixed emotions about posting it. I'm undecided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now on to the current and more exciting news...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are down to three weeks, &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Bible readers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;b&gt;three weeks!! &lt;/b&gt;The end of June will mark 6 months. And me oh my has it come quickly. Thats ok, and I'm excited to hear everyone's testimonies --whether it was victorious all the way, or struggles here and there. I know of a couple who have already finished. One accidentally chose a 3 month Bible plan and decided to stick with it--- and she really did finish in that time! Another one of you finished in 5 months! I'm blessed beyond what I can express, to hear/read of your desire for His Word. No matter the date you finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought maybe I should also mention...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If any of you are still subscribed to my old blog (everythoughtcaptive.wordpress.com) You may be getting posts in your feeder... that aren't from me. I handed the domain over to someone else who wanted to use the theme 'Every Thought Captive'. So that explains that... and the really cool templates the new inhabitant has been trying out that you may have noticed. Oh, and my archives from that blog have been moved to : kayleneelise.wordpress.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hope everyone's week is off to a great start!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"...Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches; feed me with food convenient for me: Lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the LORD? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain." Proverbs 30:8&amp;amp;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5084731302411287727?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5084731302411287727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5084731302411287727&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5084731302411287727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5084731302411287727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/06/sit-down.html' title='Sit down...'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3276848800467037959</id><published>2010-05-19T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:48:01.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>No Place I'd Rather Be</title><content type='html'>I'm excited that I'm excited to spend some time with Jesus tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Because... Some days I do it because I know I should.&lt;br /&gt;Some days I do it because I'm desperate.&lt;br /&gt;Some days &lt;b&gt;I just don't&lt;/b&gt; do it.&lt;br /&gt;Some days I do it because I need to feel assured of His love.&lt;br /&gt;But tonight. I do it because I feel I need to assure &lt;i&gt;Him &lt;/i&gt;of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Refocus. Deep breaths. Hand over the controls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Jesus, I love Thee, I know Thou art mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="300"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21221217&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=21221217&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3276848800467037959?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3276848800467037959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3276848800467037959&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3276848800467037959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3276848800467037959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-little-talk-with-jesus.html' title='No Place I&apos;d Rather Be'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4201340556893579159</id><published>2010-05-17T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:38:39.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Search Me Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="snap_preview"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;–As the Psalmist implies in Psalm 139 –&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Thou art the God of the early mornings, the God of the late at nights, the God of the mountain peaks, and the God of the sea; but my God, my soul has further horizons than the early mornings, deeper darkness than the nights of earth, higher peaks than any mountain peaks, greater depths than any sea in nature. Thou Who are the God of all these, &lt;i&gt;be my God&lt;/i&gt;. I cannot reach to the heights or to the depths; there are motives I cannot trace, dreams I cannot get at–&lt;i&gt;My God, search me out&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; by Oswald Chambers. (emphasize mine)&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/3780802865628911433-4201340556893579159?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4201340556893579159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4201340556893579159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4201340556893579159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4201340556893579159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/05/search-me-out.html' title='Search Me Out'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3162380301136643636</id><published>2010-05-11T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:14:06.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Fun Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hI've been given several blog awards in the last few days and I thought it would be fun to go ahead and acknowledge them here. I've been awarded a few over my blogging years (years?? I've been blogging for years?? Oh my.) but haven't always taken the time to post them and do the associated tag or assignment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blog awards don't necessarily represent prestige or rank in blogdom. They are more like just a&amp;nbsp; fun ways to share your favorite blogs and, depict by the award you give them, why that blog is one of your favorites. Or thats the way it seems to me. But I for one, always feel a little special after receiving one. Between comments and blog awards, its fun to know people actually read what I write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://go2.wordpress.com/?id=725X1342&amp;amp;site=abbiewrote.wordpress.com&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fabbiewrote.files.wordpress.com%2F2010%2F05%2Fyour_going_places_baby_award1.jpg&amp;amp;sref=http%3A%2F%2Fabbiewrote.wordpress.com%2F2010%2F05%2F09%2Fbogie%2Fyour_going_places_baby_award1%2F" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://go2.wordpress.com/?id=725X1342&amp;amp;site=abbiewrote.wordpress.com&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fabbiewrote.files.wordpress.com%2F2010%2F05%2Fyour_going_places_baby_award1.jpg&amp;amp;sref=http%3A%2F%2Fabbiewrote.wordpress.com%2F2010%2F05%2F09%2Fbogie%2Fyour_going_places_baby_award1%2F" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abbie and Anna awarded me the 'You're going places, Baby' award. I'm with Anna, this has got to be the most unique I've ever had.&amp;nbsp; Made me smile. The rules to this award are: Share where you see yourself in ten years and then award this to ten other bloggers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In ten years I'll be 30. And that right there, is sorta hard to wrap my mind around. The last 5 years especially have been so unpredictable its hard to actually put in writing what I imagine myself doing/being in 10. But here goes! I would love to be married and have some kids by then. If not, I'd like to be on the mission field somewhere. To be oober specific, I would like to be found, in ten years, surrounded by bunches of little black babies who need me at least as much as I need them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I award this to (because I see all of these people going places, leading purposeful lives):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00270728196887737645"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.starstuddedsuperstep.com/"&gt;Andy &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtsnwhatnots.blogspot.com/"&gt;LeAnna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsajenslifedotcom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nathansband.com/blog/"&gt;Nate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://reflectionsfromkt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://therascalsnomad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://moorethanfine.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://littlehouseonthehorizon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katy&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://kendymb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kendra&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://destinyofone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah H &lt;/a&gt;gave me this award:&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4rgF5gC2EQ/S-lTCxlp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZTvT5uKCO0M/s1600/Pure+in+Heart+Award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4rgF5gC2EQ/S-lTCxlp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZTvT5uKCO0M/s320/Pure+in+Heart+Award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Post&lt;/b&gt; about the tag.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Choose 5 bloggers&lt;/b&gt; who deserve this award.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;b&gt;Leave a comment &lt;/b&gt;on the blogs of the people you tagged, letting them know they were awarded.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;Answer the questions&lt;/b&gt; along with your post. (Omit questions you don’t want to answer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Which do you prefer–Apples, Oranges, or Bananas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oranges. Is this supposed to say something about my personality?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. How many siblings do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three. a brother and two sisters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where do you live–a prairie, Woodland, city, or other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hmmm. I guess that would be prairie. Cuz its definitely not the other two.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is something you enjoy doing with your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Playing banana-grams and watching movies. Spending time in the Word and prayer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is your room clean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; we're working on that. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Which would you prefer to vist–Italy, Greece, France, Spain, or England?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mmmm. maybe Spain. I'm not picky.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is a scripture that encourages you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just one? Ok. Psalm 138:8&lt;b&gt; "The LORD will perfect that which concerneth me: thy mercy, O LORD, endureth for ever: forsake not the works of thine own hands."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Gum, chocolate, or jelly beans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gum. I know, I'm weird for not saying chocolate, but I'm being honest!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. What are your favorite types of books?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Missionary biographies. by far my favorite.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Which is your favorite ice cream flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vanilla.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you had to eat one type of food for two weeks, what would that food be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Potatoes. Potatoes. Potatoes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you an outside or an inside person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Depends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Describe yourself in three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; pretty. much. impossible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. What chore do you like to do the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this is by far the hardest question for this here lazy bum. I'm going to have to say cleaning toilets. Its not as degrading as it sounds. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This award goes to: &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://aboundinginhope.com/"&gt;Melinda @ Abounding in Hope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsajenslifedotcom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen @ Its a Jen's Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://reflectionsfromkt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie @ Reflections from Katie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://pearlsanddiamondsblog.com/"&gt;Abigail and Lauren @ Pearls and Diamonds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sarah also gave me the following awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-mx_2vhlQI/AAAAAAAAGH0/gaprSOhO5Cg/s1600/untitled%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-mx_2vhlQI/AAAAAAAAGH0/gaprSOhO5Cg/s200/untitled%5B1%5D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-mxoc6fkRI/AAAAAAAAGHs/GiMA2rjKN_U/s1600/beautifulaward%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-mxoc6fkRI/AAAAAAAAGHs/GiMA2rjKN_U/s200/beautifulaward%5B1%5D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-State 5 random facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;-Award 5 of your stylish blogging friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I like cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I love to fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. I'm not a huge fan of shopping unless its shoe shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. I pretty much flunked Algebra 2 in highschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. I have a mild form of computer geekiness but when it comes to a cable TV remote I'm totally lost.&lt;/div&gt;There. Was that random enough? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give to ye 5 bloggers: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoperoadblog.com/"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alittlelove.wordpress.com/"&gt;Alexis&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://abbiewrote.wordpress.com/"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.heirsofpromise.net/"&gt;Eden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://livingforhim2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lauren&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And now for one more fun thing. &lt;a href="http://heart-and-home.net/"&gt;Ashleigh over at Heart and Home&lt;/a&gt; is having a giveaway week and today she's giving away some Thrive Coffee and a traveler's mug. Pretty cool giveaway-- &lt;a href="http://heart-and-home.net/2010/05/raindrops-on-roses-thrive-africa-coffee-and-travel-muggiveaway-week/"&gt;go check it out&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3162380301136643636?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3162380301136643636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3162380301136643636&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3162380301136643636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3162380301136643636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/05/fun-stuff.html' title='Fun Stuff'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C4rgF5gC2EQ/S-lTCxlp4ZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ZTvT5uKCO0M/s72-c/Pure+in+Heart+Award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1104163354844055766</id><published>2010-05-09T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:45:55.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>To Oregon and Back....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;...in exactly one week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d_N7ccYDI/AAAAAAAAGHc/85xEemjFiGw/s1600/Oregon+May+10+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d_N7ccYDI/AAAAAAAAGHc/85xEemjFiGw/s400/Oregon+May+10+015.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d-zUtgeBI/AAAAAAAAGHU/Ll_LmEmHnIc/s400/Oregon+May+10+181.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d6uXuBawI/AAAAAAAAGGc/W8tIkE3bF3w/s1600/Oregon+May+10+715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d6uXuBawI/AAAAAAAAGGc/W8tIkE3bF3w/s400/Oregon+May+10+715.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven't done a picture post in quite awhile, and I took a bazillion or so photos on my trip last week, so I'd thought I'd post a few. The scenery on the way to Oregon, was scrumptious. The wedding was beautiful. And the company was, well... the company made the whole trip worth every cent and more. I'd take a week off work again in a heartbeat to be able to travel with my grandparents, attend my cousin's wedding, and fellowship with my dear friends in Bend, Oregon (where I took the Discipleship Training Program last year). Hope you can experience a tinge of my excitement and memories through these pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d76RwlpfI/AAAAAAAAGGk/d90261QvBKw/s400/Oregon+May+10+709.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Many thanks to my parents for loaning me the family vehicle for my trip. A tad bit of humor comes to play when you see its a minivan sporting a bumper sticker that says 'I love horses!' I happen to be the only one in my family whom that sticker does not speak for! But take note, a mini-van is the safest way for a young single gal to travel by herself. it seemed to scream 'married with kids'. Almost as good as having a man right next to you to protect you. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d8YbDraRI/AAAAAAAAGGs/-FXHKepVGz0/s400/Oregon+May+10+658.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;These are my grandparents. They were so generous to let me ride along. (I drove a day by myself, to get to their house in Colorado and rode the rest of the way with them). It was so fun to hear family stories and share the memories of Ashley's wedding&amp;nbsp; and meeting up with old friends. I was reminded of the godly heritage I've been blessed with. Their hearts for God are tried and true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d9Nl-rcGI/AAAAAAAAGG0/xAYMbbptfYs/s400/Oregon+May+10+605.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Meet Julie. She was assigned to me as my 'accountability partner' during the training program. I don't think either one of us knew to expect such a precious and long lasting friendship out of the deal. I'm so thankful for her wise counsel and the fun times we've had.I was thrilled to stay a night with her and her family and do a little catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d9unOCgAI/AAAAAAAAGG8/y74KFS67slI/s1600/Oregon+May+10+479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d9unOCgAI/AAAAAAAAGG8/y74KFS67slI/s320/Oregon+May+10+479.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-eG0h2TZhI/AAAAAAAAGHk/ktcDjFoYkl0/s1600/Oregon+May+10+319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-eG0h2TZhI/AAAAAAAAGHk/ktcDjFoYkl0/s320/Oregon+May+10+319.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d-aq8y_yI/AAAAAAAAGHM/omwQfNHs6JE/s400/Oregon+May+10+282.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is Ashley: in two photos she's pictured with her new hubby Jose, and the other one she's pictured with her dad, my Uncle Greg. She was a stunning bride and it was such a happy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I simply love to travel. Anyone want to take a trip? I promise it will be fun and interesting, and only occasionally embarrassing to travel with me. One night on our way back, we stopped in Ogden, Utah for the night. We went looking all over the place for a WalMart and much to my delight found a Super Target instead. It was almost closing time for them so it was kind of quiet for a big store. Oh and have I mentioned how much I love Super Target? Ehem, anyways. I buzzed through all the departments I love, out to prove I could do it in the same amount of time Grandma took to pick out her groceries. I finished and then tried to track her down. A nice young man with a red target apron asked me if he could help me find something. I was headed the opposite direction he was, but I slowly turned around as he made the offer and looked him in the eye. With many a mischievous thought running through my head, I said in a pitiful voice "Do you know where my grandma is?" He looked at me. Shook his head. and quietly said no. I purposefully laughed, hoping he would know I was teasing him. To this day, I'm not sure what was going through his head and it seems better left up to the imagination... So yeah, anyways... who's game? I'm ready to take another trip! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#%21/album.php?aid=2046178&amp;amp;id=1494600543&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;more pictures are here&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1104163354844055766?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1104163354844055766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1104163354844055766&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1104163354844055766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1104163354844055766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-oregon-and-back.html' title='To Oregon and Back....'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S-d_N7ccYDI/AAAAAAAAGHc/85xEemjFiGw/s72-c/Oregon+May+10+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5492708177217422466</id><published>2010-05-06T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:59:00.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Missing in Action Personel Reports</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well hello lovely people! I've returned from the short little silent spell with good news and happy things to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;/b&gt; I took a trip to Oregon for &lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;/b&gt; my cousin's wedding and on the way there and back &lt;b&gt;(3) &lt;/b&gt;I got completely caught up on my Bible reading! Then &lt;b&gt;(4)&lt;/b&gt; while I was gone a shipment of graduation invitations came for one of my senior photography clients, and she was very happy with her pictures and cards. And I would have to say that &lt;b&gt;(5)&lt;/b&gt; is just that the weather is simply divine right now. I'm so thankful winter is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are tons of details and pictures I'd love to share right here and now about my trip up north, but it will have to wait. Thank you all for your patience with me, and my blog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5492708177217422466?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5492708177217422466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5492708177217422466&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5492708177217422466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5492708177217422466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/05/missing-in-action-personel-reports.html' title='Missing in Action Personel Reports'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6262490963923153272</id><published>2010-04-20T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T05:06:11.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Catching Up . 4 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something I was reminded of while going through Kings and Chronicles is that heaven is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; not the point. King after king is named and their deeds recorded. Good kings, bad kings. A few lukewarm kings. But at the end of their lives all that mattered was whether or not they served God in the time they'd been given. The kings either "did what was right in the sight of the Lord." or "did evil in the sight of the Lord." We're never told whether or not their deeds or decisions to follow God landed them in heaven or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like I could preach a sermon [&lt;i&gt;gasp!&lt;/i&gt;] about how I believe the Gospel is being taught from the wrong perspective these days. It seems like we make whats important to &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt; the emphasis, as though it were what is important to &lt;i&gt;God&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Living forever. Seeing loved ones again. Streets of Gold. &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We talk about being saved from Hell. We take about being separated from God forever. Both are true. But I've been thinking lately how its more important to realize, that Christ died and rose again to save me from &lt;i&gt;myself&lt;/i&gt;. 'Myself' being that sin infested creature that can only be truly changed with a transformation starting from the inside, moving outward. My heart sometimes even deceives my mind. Without the Lord it is "desperately wicked", void of discerning truth and loving sincerely. Heaven is a mere stage in that transformation that must take place, but the transformation must begin now. I think the kings of the old testament are good reminders of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chapters read since I last posted: 44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6262490963923153272?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6262490963923153272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6262490963923153272&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6262490963923153272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6262490963923153272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-4.html' title='Catching Up . 4 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1177919692453443188</id><published>2010-04-19T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T04:55:35.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Strength of the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="250" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWFpj7S-Tbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mWFpj7S-Tbw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This old song sure puts everything going on in my life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;into the right perspective. Thankful this morning that I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;can trust instead of trying and failing miserably.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can rest instead of&amp;nbsp; running and losing the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can pray instead of endlessly worrying about the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1177919692453443188?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1177919692453443188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1177919692453443188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1177919692453443188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1177919692453443188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/strength-of-lord.html' title='Strength of the Lord'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8399761581454119650</id><published>2010-04-15T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:06:43.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Catching Up . 3 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;27 Chapters.&lt;/a&gt; The books of history have some looooong chapters. Just sayin'. ;-) God's Word is amazing and reading it in these amounts makes it easier to see patterns and notice more about the way God works for and through His people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8399761581454119650?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8399761581454119650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8399761581454119650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8399761581454119650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8399761581454119650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-3.html' title='Catching Up . 3 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3215711951349823505</id><published>2010-04-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T13:54:15.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>In Honor of Tax Day</title><content type='html'>[because paying my taxes is something I just really enjoy, and this day is so special to me *cough*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd take you to the archives. Two years ago, I gave you the play by play of my tax day. I go back and read it occasionally and laugh pretty hard remembering the details of that crazy day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't go fishin' on tax return day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/R6C3C3kAArI/AAAAAAAAFYI/bbFluEitTaI/s1600/IMG_1530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/R6C3C3kAArI/AAAAAAAAFYI/bbFluEitTaI/s400/IMG_1530.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is my day,chronicled that all may learn from my mistakes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 AM&lt;/b&gt; Leave to fish with Grandpa and Bro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;9:15 AM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Drive up to&amp;nbsp;the lake and think”&lt;/i&gt;wow, I haven’t&amp;nbsp;taken off on a weekday morning just for fun,&amp;nbsp;in so long…and I really don’t have time for it, but hey I deserve the break.&lt;i&gt;” (go ahead. roll your eyes.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 AM&lt;/b&gt; Catch a whopper of a 4.5″ Bass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 PM&lt;/b&gt; come home to finish filling out taxes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 PM&lt;/b&gt; leave to go to former employer to request replacement for lost w-2 form. grin and bear the ribbing from past co-workers about filing late.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 PM&lt;/b&gt; finally have w-2. Attempt to finish up paper work as Dad and I pull into post office parking lot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:05 PM&lt;/b&gt; Meet up with someone&amp;nbsp;in P.O. parking lot.&amp;nbsp;Hadn’t seen these people in a while. we talked.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:15 PM&lt;/b&gt; finds me tapping my dad on the shoulder and asking “&lt;/i&gt;hey, did you ask the&amp;nbsp;postmistress if they’re stamping late today?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:16 PM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dad says no and I run inside to ask. ”&lt;/i&gt; NO. 4:30!&lt;i&gt;” she says.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:18 PM&lt;/b&gt; “&lt;/i&gt;Hmmm. Should I&amp;nbsp;take the time to counsel this postmistress who seems to be overwhelmed by this question she’s undoubtedly&amp;nbsp;been asked millions of times today?&lt;i&gt;” (j/k this was the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; thing on my mind.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:20 PM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;sitting in car trying to read and figure out the japanese&amp;nbsp;directions on an american 1040 form.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:22&amp;nbsp;PM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;dad’s back to help wrap this thing up. I write the check while I’m nodding my head in misunderstandment of what he’s explaining about what I did wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:25 PM&lt;/b&gt; cell phone rings {might i add, that cell phone service was down until that &lt;/i&gt;very &lt;i&gt;moment this afternoon?} there’s a semi-plumberical emergency back at home. (something about a broken faucet, flooding bathroom)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:26 PM&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kaylene runs inside of post office so at least she’ll be inside of the locked door at 4:30.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:28 PM&lt;/b&gt; borrow scissors, stapler and tape from the postmistress (wouldn’t ya know the envelope wouldn’t seal.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:29 PM&lt;/b&gt; post mistress counsels &lt;/i&gt;me&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; “You’ll be &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;4:30 PM&lt;/b&gt; My taxes are mailed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moral of the story: don’t go fishin’ on April 15th, or better yet and more commonly stated…don’t wait till the last minute to file your taxes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I beat my record, but still got them in the mail on the very last day. I'm learning, slow but sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo caption: my photo, my pole, and my feet :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3215711951349823505?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3215711951349823505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3215711951349823505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3215711951349823505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3215711951349823505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-honor-of-tax-day.html' title='In Honor of Tax Day'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/R6C3C3kAArI/AAAAAAAAFYI/bbFluEitTaI/s72-c/IMG_1530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4700326749373178084</id><published>2010-04-12T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:34:06.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Catching up . 2 .</title><content type='html'>The devil's been a fightin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I purposed to read more, a whole slough of&amp;nbsp; shall we just say 'stresses' slammed me over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact it was the devil trying to get me down.&amp;nbsp;Oh yeah. He was. I felt it way beyond the number of chapters I [didn't] read. Its a bigger battle and it goes on somewhere deep, deep inside of you and the circumstances you're placed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to make a public, insincere apology to the enemy of &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;this here reading challenge&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter my personal failures-- In the end?&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;You &lt;/em&gt;lose. My God reigns. That part's sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Read over the weekend (or since last time I posted):&lt;/em&gt; somewhere around 40 chapters. Finished&amp;nbsp;1 Kings and into the next and a lot of Psalms. O. the bea&lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt;tiful Psalms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the LORD: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the swallow a nest for herself, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;where she may lay her young, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even thine altars, O LORD of hosts, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my King, and my God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed are they that dwell in thy house:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they will be still praising thee. Selah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in whose heart are the ways of them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Excerpts of Psalm 84-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4700326749373178084?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4700326749373178084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4700326749373178084&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4700326749373178084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4700326749373178084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-2.html' title='Catching up . 2 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1592999531347660538</id><published>2010-04-09T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:18:33.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Catching Up . 1 .</title><content type='html'>The last two days I've read 22 chapters. I finished up 2 Sam and am now in 1 Kings. I also read in the Psalms. A single sentence (a parenthetical one at that) put some issues in my heart and mind at rest. &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;For Thou, even Thou only, knowest the hearts of all the children of men&lt;/i&gt;." 1 Kings 8:39 How comforting, when I can't even reach the depths of my &lt;i&gt;own&lt;/i&gt; motivations, emotions, and thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,&lt;br /&gt;Bind my wandering heart to Thee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1592999531347660538?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1592999531347660538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1592999531347660538&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1592999531347660538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1592999531347660538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-1.html' title='Catching Up . 1 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3412492083544737183</id><published>2010-04-06T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:45:59.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone says it, and pretty much all the time. But can I just say? WHERE in the WORLD does 2010 think its going in such a hurry?? Seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had every intention of writing a post on the midway mark for the &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Bible Reading Challenge&lt;/a&gt;. I did. I did. I truly did. Just like I had every intention of writing my dear aunt a birthday note. ...Back in February. ...And still haven't gotten to it. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the time passing quickly is no excuse, because truthfully, time always passes quicker than we think it will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7vHmAdwQhI/AAAAAAAAGCY/2YzRN6MLJSE/s1600/got.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7vHmAdwQhI/AAAAAAAAGCY/2YzRN6MLJSE/s320/got.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So having gotten that squared away... Hows it going? Specifically, your Bible reading? &lt;b&gt;I think now would be a good time for everyone who is still with us on the journey, to in one shape or form report their progress. &lt;/b&gt;Comment, post, email, etc... Please link to any posts in a comment below so I can be sure and read them and others will know you posted as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Any comments like ' &lt;i&gt;You can do it!&lt;/i&gt; ' '&lt;i&gt;You're almost there!&lt;/i&gt; ' and ' &lt;i&gt;We love you anyway!&lt;/i&gt;' would&amp;nbsp; also be greatly appreciated. I'm kidding. That's just my lead-in to confirm that yes the rumors are true. I'm behind. And not just a couple of days. More like a couple of &lt;i&gt;weeks&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I promised transparency and I asked it of you too. So I'm showing the innards here. I need ya'll to help me catch up. Lord willing and the creek don't rise, I will be posting my progress every other day until I am caught up. I've said before, I don't want to water down the reading of God's Word by being so driven by 'amount', but honestly I've just not been disciplined in my schedule to really take time &lt;i&gt;out&lt;/i&gt; for God's Word. (ever try to read it on the run? Yeah, thats me) And I think this will help me to be more deliberate. They may be really short posts.: "I read 15 chapters today. Feeling refreshed. The End." But knowing I have to write that, will really motivate me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How did I get so far behind? Well for every legitimate excuse I can think of, I can also think of other activities (uh...hum, facebook, twitter, sleeping) that I could have cut back on and didn't. So they pretty much cancel each other out and leave me very much behind and need of an extra "push" to get me swinging again. I've been trying to wake up 30 minutes earlier in the morning to have more time to read. On work days this means getting up at 4:30. Um yes, prayer would be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, so far today I have read 13 chapters. And I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; feeling refreshed. Tired, but refreshed. Only the Lord. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2.8 months to go!! Who's still with me??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3412492083544737183?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3412492083544737183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3412492083544737183&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3412492083544737183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3412492083544737183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7vHmAdwQhI/AAAAAAAAGCY/2YzRN6MLJSE/s72-c/got.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5266771536164547763</id><published>2010-04-03T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:18:55.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7gaPL0dv_I/AAAAAAAAGAo/cK6H5ZjG1LA/s1600/IMG_8139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7gaPL0dv_I/AAAAAAAAGAo/cK6H5ZjG1LA/s320/IMG_8139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;"His timing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;His way of showing,&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;and the thing shown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;may not be at all according to the child's expectations.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;But never mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;The Father will give all the help His child needs,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;will take him&amp;nbsp; by the hand,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;and the child will learn." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Elisabeth Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;{photo- Tana Lee, the baby my family babysits during the week} &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5266771536164547763?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5266771536164547763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5266771536164547763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5266771536164547763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5266771536164547763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/04/beautiful-and-comforting-thought.html' title='A Beautiful Thought'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S7gaPL0dv_I/AAAAAAAAGAo/cK6H5ZjG1LA/s72-c/IMG_8139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4318250989835199173</id><published>2010-03-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T16:33:24.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact . 7 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S67u0wR7CDI/AAAAAAAAF_s/M7sVKXu58_k/s1600/Fullscreen+capture+3282010+125107+AM.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S67u0wR7CDI/AAAAAAAAF_s/M7sVKXu58_k/s400/Fullscreen+capture+3282010+125107+AM.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kaylenelise"&gt;I have a twitter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;And its ok if you don't "follow" me, because then I can say things about you and you'll never know.&amp;nbsp; Hah. Now I know March 28th, 2010 shall always be remembered.&lt;i&gt;"the day Kaylene's twitter follower-age exploded in numbers"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slash kaylenelise. Find me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4318250989835199173?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4318250989835199173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4318250989835199173&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4318250989835199173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4318250989835199173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/matters-of-fact-7.html' title='Matters of Fact . 7 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S67u0wR7CDI/AAAAAAAAF_s/M7sVKXu58_k/s72-c/Fullscreen+capture+3282010+125107+AM.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6795044594933466054</id><published>2010-03-25T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:57:10.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact . 6 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Imagine-Dream-Original-Ounce-Boxes/dp/B002GPG6BE?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=fa070-20&amp;amp;link_code=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Imagine Rice Dream Original, 32 Ounce Boxes (Pack of 12)" src="http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&amp;amp;ServiceVersion=20070822&amp;amp;ID=AsinImage&amp;amp;WS=1&amp;amp;Format=_SL160_&amp;amp;ASIN=B002GPG6BE&amp;amp;tag=fa070-20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=fa070-20&amp;amp;l=bil&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002GPG6BE" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ricedream is my milk of choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its what I grew up on, and when I say "I'm pouring a glass of milk"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rice milk is what I'm referring to. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/search/label/Matters%20of%20Fact"&gt;Read more matters of fact&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6795044594933466054?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6795044594933466054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6795044594933466054&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6795044594933466054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6795044594933466054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/matters-of-fact-6.html' title='Matters of Fact . 6 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6290773616125249635</id><published>2010-03-24T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T22:03:32.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><title type='text'>A Reader Shares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs232.snc3/21957_324270122118_632792118_4619849_6177639_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs232.snc3/21957_324270122118_632792118_4619849_6177639_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would like to introduce you all to Marcus. he's the real deal and a great friend to all who know him. There are several reasons why I have chosen this day and way of introducing him to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, today was his birthday and I want to give him a personal shout out just to say, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second of all, he's got a great blog he's got going on over &lt;a href="http://marcuswilson10.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; that you would do well to visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thirdly, he's really been an encouragement to me when it comes to my favorite topic as of late: evangelism. When &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-steps.html"&gt;I blogged about going door to door&lt;/a&gt;, Marcus emailed me and shared what had been on his heart. He incredibly graciously has allowed me to post parts of that letter. I can't help but think that it would be beneficial for my blog readers to read someone elses heart on this matter other than my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;...The past few months God has really been working on my heart about telling others about Him. &lt;/i&gt;[a mutual friend]&lt;i&gt; asked me to teach the youth on Sunday nights this past summer, and I really wanted to share with them what I feel that God placed on my heart. I was not very comfortable sharing the gospel with other people, and so I thought we could all learn more about it and practice sharing the gospel so that when God gave us the opportunity we could boldly share. I always thought that I did not know know enough or I would somehow mess it up when I shared the Gospel. As the weeks went by, I learned a lot and God really begin to change my attitude towards evangelism. I could do this, God had called me to do this, but I had to trust in him and open my mouth and let the Holy Spirit speak through me.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus Christ was in Heaven, but he chose to come down to earth and humble himself to die for ME! He was willing to do that for me, but I was too afraid to open my mouth and tell the people I know and the people that live in my town about Him. There was something wrong with that picture...the fear of man was greater than my love for Christ. I told myself that cannot be...I LOVED Jesus and was so grateful for his free gift, but God kept working on my heart..."If you really love me, then why wont you tell others about me?"&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I felt so guilty and ashamed, but God continued to work in my life and tell me that he still loved me and had chosen to die for me. Nothing I could do would seperate me from his love. His grace and mercy was more than enough&amp;nbsp;and even though I have failed to share the Gospel with others in times where he has given me the opportunity, he has forgiven me for all the times I stayed quiet.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyways, I write all of this to say that I am in the same boat you are in about evangelism. I want to share the Gospel with other people. I want to tell the world of what Jesus had done and the free gift of eternal life. I know that we are in separate states and all, but if you ever want to get people together and go door to door to share the gospel let me know and I will be there if I can. ... If you go door to door while I am here at school text or call me and let me know so that I can partner with yall in prayer. There is a battle for souls going on right now in our world, we need to be bold and share the Truth with the lost.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;This summer in our class we came across this quote that I thought was really cool. It really puts it into perspective that we should not be afraid to tell others about Jesus because if we don't tell them, they may not have another chance.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our dead bodies. And if they perish, let them perish with our arms wrapped about their knees, imploring them to stay. If Hell must be filled, let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions, and let not one go unwarned and unprayed for."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; --Charles Spurgeon&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? You really should go read his blog and be encouraged. He hasn't been blogging long, but he even has a post about his own &lt;a href="http://marcuswilson10.blogspot.com/2010/03/success-in-failure.html"&gt;6 month trek through the Bible&lt;/a&gt; which I recommend to my fellow &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Bible challenge&lt;/a&gt; readers as having some important insight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6290773616125249635?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6290773616125249635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6290773616125249635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6290773616125249635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6290773616125249635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/reader-shares.html' title='A Reader Shares'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2237470137572232498</id><published>2010-03-19T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:44:47.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Bible Readers Unite!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bible Reading Update 3.19.10 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Psalms were my food this week. I ate real food too, but it wasn't what really filled me up, you know? The Psalms speak of God's faithfulness and they &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;, quite literally, God's faithfulness to me as I read them. Read that again. God's word says He's faithful, and the very words that say it, prove it. I'm not sure I give the thought's relevance justice by how I wrote it, but I know that what I &lt;i&gt;meant&lt;/i&gt; to say, is truly incredible. Only the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also detoured from my reading in the New Testament and read Ruth. I love the story of Ruth and God's faithfulness to her. This song I heard this morning sums up what I really am dwelling on from Ruth's story, and what I'm trying to grasp about every day life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;"It may be unfulfilled  . It may be unrestored, but when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfGbcjCVDOs"&gt;" Listen here: Unredeemed" sung by Selah.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its been lovely reading what ya'll are learning from the Lord. Forgive me for not leaving better record of the fact that I truly did read your post or comment. I've been a bad blogger/commentator.&amp;gt;spanks hand&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love to all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kaylene&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2237470137572232498?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2237470137572232498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2237470137572232498&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2237470137572232498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2237470137572232498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/bible-readers-unite.html' title='Bible Readers Unite!!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8704056384154339837</id><published>2010-03-14T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:49:27.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>May it be so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S51lB3WEG7I/AAAAAAAAF90/s3D1e0TVrWQ/s1600-h/vintage-women-6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S51lB3WEG7I/AAAAAAAAF90/s3D1e0TVrWQ/s200/vintage-women-6.jpg" width="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Lord, send me anywhere, only go with me;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;lay any burden upon me, only sustain me;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and sever any tie, save the tie that binds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; me to Thy heart, and to Thy service."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;David Livingstone&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8704056384154339837?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8704056384154339837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8704056384154339837&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8704056384154339837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8704056384154339837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/may-it-be-so.html' title='May it be so.'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S51lB3WEG7I/AAAAAAAAF90/s3D1e0TVrWQ/s72-c/vintage-women-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-91449161503812605</id><published>2010-03-11T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:08:39.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>"Be still and know that I am God."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5mu3I-1CAI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/_PQ8xXG7VmU/s1600-h/IMG_7297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5mu3I-1CAI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/_PQ8xXG7VmU/s640/IMG_7297.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;Trust in Him&lt;b&gt; at all times; &lt;/b&gt;ye people&lt;b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pour out your heart&lt;/b&gt; before Him&lt;b&gt;..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt; psalm 62:8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Still, let me be still&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Let me be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; With the quiet in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Still, I want to be still&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so quick to move&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Instead of listening to You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shut my mouth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Crush my pride&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Give me the tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Of a broken life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Still."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[lyrics-Watermark's 'Still']&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-91449161503812605?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/91449161503812605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=91449161503812605&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/91449161503812605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/91449161503812605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html' title='&quot;Be still and know that I am God.&quot;'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5mu3I-1CAI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/_PQ8xXG7VmU/s72-c/IMG_7297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7005875194301243745</id><published>2010-03-06T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:32:18.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>May I Have Your Attention Please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5KHWVdAZMI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/uWPJgYtrTHY/s1600-h/2010-02-05+snowman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5KHWVdAZMI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/uWPJgYtrTHY/s400/2010-02-05+snowman.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know today is almost over, but I just want ya'll to know its my sistah's birthday! She's 23 years old today. She's 2.5 years my senior so I've learned 90% of what I know from her. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Jolynn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And hey! &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/graphic-content-medical-personel-only.html"&gt;Remember Harry? &lt;/a&gt;Some of you have asked how he's doing and if he might make another guest appearance on the blog.&lt;/div&gt;Well in celebration of my sister's birthday, I thought I'd post pictures of just how well Harry and my sister (who was there during the whole medical emergency awhile back)  get along with each other. uuuuhuh. quite nicely.*grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's such a good sport. Being in a public place, we had&amp;nbsp; numerous onlookers when I told her "kiss the snowman! kiss the snowman!" and she did.&amp;nbsp; So now you know what really saved Harry. How romantic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7005875194301243745?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7005875194301243745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7005875194301243745&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7005875194301243745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7005875194301243745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/03/may-i-have-your-attention-please.html' title='May I Have Your Attention Please?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S5KHWVdAZMI/AAAAAAAAF8Y/uWPJgYtrTHY/s72-c/2010-02-05+snowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4933042646679476356</id><published>2010-02-28T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:40:17.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Farewell February</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s1cHbCRtI/AAAAAAAAF7o/mndM0rZiGv4/s1600-h/Collages8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s1cHbCRtI/AAAAAAAAF7o/mndM0rZiGv4/s640/Collages8.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s2C3pZpnI/AAAAAAAAF74/y9alOIvBlgM/s1600-h/Screen+Captures.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s2C3pZpnI/AAAAAAAAF74/y9alOIvBlgM/s640/Screen+Captures.jpg" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s11546B-I/AAAAAAAAF7w/qSCXNrwAE9Y/s1600-h/Collages9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s11546B-I/AAAAAAAAF7w/qSCXNrwAE9Y/s640/Collages9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good riddance snow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4933042646679476356?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4933042646679476356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4933042646679476356&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4933042646679476356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4933042646679476356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/farewell-february.html' title='Farewell February'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4s1cHbCRtI/AAAAAAAAF7o/mndM0rZiGv4/s72-c/Collages8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2007236907421252077</id><published>2010-02-26T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T06:18:04.456-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Bible Reading Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4XzfMwVJEI/AAAAAAAAF6w/_bPjkz_-nS8/s1600-h/bible2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4XzfMwVJEI/AAAAAAAAF6w/_bPjkz_-nS8/s320/bible2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So much for the post-once-a-week-to-let-ya'll-know-how-its-going idea. But you. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You all &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;are amazing. Because between emails, blog posts, comments, and conversations in-person, you've left me encouraged and "accounted" for.&amp;nbsp; Even during this busy spell I've maintained progress, though definitely not in the daily amounts I had hoped for. (the whole getting-ahead-of-the-game-by-reading-ten-chapters? not happening).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll admit, that because of the busyness, I don't always feel as focused in my reading as I would like to be, so you could pray for discipline for me in that area. I'm currently reading in Joshua and John. I've really enjoyed going through the Gospels. The next couple of weeks I will be filling in for a friend, teaching her Good News Club at the school.The Bible lessons I will be teaching the kids will be on the life of Christ, which is what I just got done studying! I like the way He thinks. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two things that are still prevalent in my mind, from my reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old Testament:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was pondering the death of Moses and the fact that after all he did in service to God, &lt;i&gt;one mistake--&lt;/i&gt;just one!--kept him from the promised land. It shed new light on the need for Christ to pay the penalty for my sin. I've done so many things wrong, but even if I had the meekness of Moses (or his resume', if you will) I still wouldn't be good enough to enter the promised land. Not by works, lest any man should boast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Testament:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was really sobered by the innocence of Christ and His unjustified death. Pilot said at least 3 times-- "&lt;b&gt;He is innocent!&lt;/b&gt;". And the people raged on. I reflected on the second coming of Christ with a new sort of excitement. Not only will I be set free from the carnal, but JESUS who took MY guilt, will be vindicated. In some ways, that happened at the first resurrection. But at the second resurrection? &lt;i&gt;Every &lt;/i&gt;knee shall bow.What a great example Christ is of humility and patience. He did not defend Himself-- He who had only good works to defend with. Someday those who mocked His kingship, will bow at His feet. &lt;i&gt;For we know him that hath said, Vengeance belongeth unto me, I will recompense, saith the Lord. And again, The Lord shall judge his people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What has He been showing you??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2007236907421252077?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2007236907421252077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2007236907421252077&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2007236907421252077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2007236907421252077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-much-for-post-once-week-to-let-yall.html' title='Bible Reading Update'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4XzfMwVJEI/AAAAAAAAF6w/_bPjkz_-nS8/s72-c/bible2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1422943504507775336</id><published>2010-02-21T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:36:50.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>[ insert synonym for busy ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Someone needs to invent another word for&lt;i&gt; busy&lt;/i&gt;. I'm tired of using that as an excuse for not blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This week has been&lt;i&gt; simply hectic&lt;/i&gt;. There, that will work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I should probably number the following like so: excuse # 1, excuse # 2 etc.. but I'm not going to. Because I don't like to think of it that way. I would rather just pretend that you all actually care about what it was that occupied my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday &amp;amp; Friday I worked as a caretaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday, Thursday, and Saturday I had EMS continuing ed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday I taught ESL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Thursday I had a job interview for working on an ambulance service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Friday I had a Senior photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Saturday I had an all day EMS class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*EMS = emergency medical services&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ESL = english as a second langauge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what. When I woke up this morning to find that the roads were icy and I would have to reschedule an engagement photo session, as well as another appointment that I had out of town, I was not in the least bit disappointed. I mean, I'm&amp;nbsp; really tired. Imagine that. After my two hour nap this afternoon, and a good rest tonight, I ought to be ready to start another crazy busy week at 5:00 tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To you who've emailed me in the past couple of weeks, and I have yet to respond-- sorry about that. I truly appreciate your thoughtful emails and what you have to share whether it be by way of email or comments.&amp;nbsp; I don't deserve you. Ya'll are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Update on Bible reading challenge to come. For now, here are some photos from Friday's photo shoot. Feedback (+ or -) welcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4H_0Tm9yOI/AAAAAAAAF58/RKlzmprhkVY/s400/Kayla+Lively.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4IEQ2icSjI/AAAAAAAAF6E/UXOAIlpWdyw/s400/Kayla+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1422943504507775336?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1422943504507775336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1422943504507775336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1422943504507775336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1422943504507775336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/insert-synonym-for-busy.html' title='[ insert synonym for busy ]'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S4H_0Tm9yOI/AAAAAAAAF58/RKlzmprhkVY/s72-c/Kayla+Lively.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-9047802137095084586</id><published>2010-02-13T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T12:38:10.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><title type='text'>Jesus and the Olympic Opening Ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I watched the faces of the athletes from the individual countries, I, along with the rest of the watching world, really got caught up in the moment. Can you imagine the privilege of walking beneath your country's flag, and personally representing the incredible initiative and hard work that it took to get there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now me--I don't really know how to say this-- but I'm an 'international' sort of person. I haven't traveled extensively, but I've never heard of a country I didn't want to personally meet. I find incredible beauty in different cultures and races. It was magnificent to see so many represented, in one place, for one purpose. Even if that purpose &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; just sports &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sat there watching and thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which of those smiling faces find their true satisfaction and joy, in Jesus? So many people, so many lost.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How amazing would it be, if they were gathering in the name of Jesus, instead of sports?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then I started getting energized. I felt like singing at the top of my lungs "WHAT A DAY THAT WILL BE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because, believe it or not, there &lt;/i&gt;is&lt;i&gt; going to be a day like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think about the the wonder (words fail me) of the privilege of being a&amp;nbsp; part of&amp;nbsp; the saints from every nation, someday marching under the banner of Christ and glorifying our Beloved and relishing His victory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just can't stop thinking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a day that will be.&lt;i&gt; I can not wait&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; on then, Christian soldiers, on to victory! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hell's foundations quiver at the shout of praise; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; brothers, lift your voices, loud your anthems raise. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a mighty army moves the church of God; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; We are not divided, all one body we, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; one in hope and doctrine, one in charity. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-9047802137095084586?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/9047802137095084586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=9047802137095084586&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/9047802137095084586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/9047802137095084586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/jesus-and-olympic-opening-ceremony.html' title='Jesus and the Olympic Opening Ceremony'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1387305788816836520</id><published>2010-02-07T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:25:36.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Graphic Content : Medical Personel Only</title><content type='html'>There are several &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Contraindication"&gt;contraindications&lt;/a&gt; for posting the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First of all, these are the first pictures I've posted since purchasing my new camera, and they lack the quality to adequately display the general amazingness of my new camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second of all, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HIPAA"&gt;HIPAA the national privacy act&lt;/a&gt;, very much dislikes publications of patient photos. In fact, the patient has every right to sue me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thirdly, the graphic nature brought embarrassment and horror when the pictures were taken and will no doubt be the cause of it when viewed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But for your "entertainment", (if you can call it that)&amp;nbsp; I will risk all. This is dedicated to my fellow&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emergency_medical_technician"&gt; EMTs&lt;/a&gt;. Viewer discretion is advised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zag0vYy1I/AAAAAAAAF0c/9iIl5VSlVDo/s1600/snowman+058-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zag0vYy1I/AAAAAAAAF0c/9iIl5VSlVDo/s320/snowman+058-1.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my sister and her friend Harold (Harry). The three of us were out to eat the other evening when the unthinkable happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just returned to our table from the ladies' room when I found Harry doing the &lt;a href="http://www.emergencymedicaled.com/Illustrations/Choking%20signal.htm"&gt;universal sign for choking&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zeX9dbh9I/AAAAAAAAF1M/xIGN0mpVrIg/s1600-h/snowman+067-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zeX9dbh9I/AAAAAAAAF1M/xIGN0mpVrIg/s320/snowman+067-1.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I quickly gathered my bearings --all of my training for Emergency Medical Work was filed in my brain for moments like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tell Harry that he was the first one I'd ever done the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heimlich_maneuver#Abdominal_thrusts"&gt;Heimlich maneuver&lt;/a&gt; on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry is very small, but he is not a baby. So I was unsure of which procedure to perform. Thus the awkward hand positioning and worried expression. All of a sudden I realized we were dealing with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Syncope_%28medicine%29"&gt;syncope&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zb8T42QuI/AAAAAAAAF0k/Wcj2sgHRWrs/s1600-h/snowman+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zb8T42QuI/AAAAAAAAF0k/Wcj2sgHRWrs/s320/snowman+059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soon we had a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cardiac_arrest"&gt;cardiac arrest &lt;/a&gt;on our hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had my sister begin chest compressions as I prepared to do full blown CPR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Airway_management#Head_tilt.2FChin_lift"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Artificial_respiration"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zdef1j9sI/AAAAAAAAF00/a9reXv3W9mM/s1600-h/snowman+061-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zdef1j9sI/AAAAAAAAF00/a9reXv3W9mM/s320/snowman+061-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Airway_management#Head_tilt.2FChin_lift"&gt;head-tilt-chin lift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and then &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Artificial_respiration"&gt;mouth-to-carrot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chest_compressions"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zdoXskj2I/AAAAAAAAF08/FyPnI23g-Aw/s1600-h/snowman+065-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zdoXskj2I/AAAAAAAAF08/FyPnI23g-Aw/s320/snowman+065-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chest_compressions"&gt;compressions&lt;/a&gt; (again, different arm position than normally, to avoid trauma to his small body.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zeA1wp_9I/AAAAAAAAF1E/Dj2Oa8QqxQM/s1600-h/snowman+066-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zeA1wp_9I/AAAAAAAAF1E/Dj2Oa8QqxQM/s320/snowman+066-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He started vomiting so we moved him to the&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Put-Someone-in-Recovery-Position"&gt; recovery position&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this point, I was really wishing for a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suction_%28medicine%29"&gt;suction device&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All seemed to be going ok. We were maintaining the airway, giving respirations, and he soon began to breath on his own again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zfDhZ8v_I/AAAAAAAAF1c/XDAAdNDzrbM/s1600/snowman+069-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zfDhZ8v_I/AAAAAAAAF1c/XDAAdNDzrbM/s320/snowman+069-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fowler%27s_position"&gt;Fowler's semi-sitting position&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zffvSkfFI/AAAAAAAAF1k/8S_qa2VugJs/s1600-h/snowman+070-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zffvSkfFI/AAAAAAAAF1k/8S_qa2VugJs/s320/snowman+070-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He seemed to be making a speedy recovery. I kept checking on him and asking how he was feeling. One time, I looked over, and he was in the &lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20060803125219AAhGGC7"&gt;tripod position&lt;/a&gt;-- obviously struggling to breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. I may never be able to forgive myself for not being there at the right moment, to catch him. See, Harry started walking around, and fell right off the table. (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypoxia_%28medical%29"&gt;Hypoxia&lt;/a&gt; can cause confusion because of lack of oxygen to the brain) I again rushed to his side, calling his name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zfl59bWUI/AAAAAAAAF1s/ZqerpoQwa40/s1600-h/snowman+072-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zfl59bWUI/AAAAAAAAF1s/ZqerpoQwa40/s320/snowman+072-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I held &lt;a href="http://firstaid.about.com/od/headneckinjuries/ht/07_c_spine.htm"&gt;C-spine&lt;/a&gt; until the medics arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved to be able to report that Harry lived through that potentially fatal day, with only slight brain damage. [He now believes he is a snowman].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please forgive me. I couldn't resist. &lt;/i&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1387305788816836520?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1387305788816836520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1387305788816836520&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1387305788816836520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1387305788816836520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/graphic-content-medical-personel-only.html' title='Graphic Content : Medical Personel Only'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S2zag0vYy1I/AAAAAAAAF0c/9iIl5VSlVDo/s72-c/snowman+058-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1081863773651550494</id><published>2010-02-05T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:26:41.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polls'/><title type='text'>Then The Lord Touched My Mouth (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks to all, for your for your feedback via comments, email, or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kaylenelise"&gt;twitter. &lt;/a&gt;I'm truly appreciative, and&amp;nbsp; I am considering all your thoughts. I respect even the differing ones. This is very much a journey for me that is not over yet. I fail more than I care to admit, at sharing the Gospel and taking every opportunity. The least I can do is share the experiences I've had, in hopes of encouraging others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-steps.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post 2 of 2 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's so much I want to say. Please bear with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-steps.html"&gt;With the undeniable realization that I needed to be a bolder witness&lt;/a&gt;, came feelings of inadequacy.&amp;nbsp; Not the sort that bring feelings of failure necessarily, but rather the kind that motivate. Because of this and multiple other ways that God was leading in, my parents and I began praying more about me attending &lt;a href="http://sfmiusa.org/"&gt;Shield of Faith Missions Int'l discipleship program&lt;/a&gt;. The decision became final as the Lord worked in providential ways for me to go. I moved to Oregon for 7 months. [obviously, nobody needs to go to this extent to be "qualified" to share the Gospel--this is just how the Lord led].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the first couple of weeks of the training program, my classmates and I were to go door-to-door witnessing. My initial thoughts before we went the first time were that though it sounded awkward, it &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;something I had signed up for. So I would attempt it whole-heartedly. I wondered though, wouldn't people just lump us in with religious groups that were known for going door-to-door? We are so very different, yet here we are doing something the others are known for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My prayer was that the Lord would impress on my heart, that &lt;i&gt;He &lt;/i&gt;wanted me to do this. It being something the Holy Spirit must lead in, I didn't want to go along with it as merely as a "class requirement".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obedience&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first time we went, I was not expecting the feelings of dread that washed over me. It physically weighed me down. I puzzled over it and tossed thoughts back and forth in my mind, in between knocking and doors being shut in our faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Am I afraid of what people are thinking?&amp;nbsp; Is this what spiritual warfare feels like?&amp;nbsp; Is it God, telling me this isn't the way it should be done?&amp;nbsp; Is it because I'm "showing up" without calling first? Am I trespassing?&amp;nbsp; Is it because I'm an American and they are Americans, and this is simply not appropriate in our culture? Isn't it a bad testimony to do as the Mormons do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wracked my brain for verses to support what we were doing.When we finished that day, I was sick to my stomach. I was still confused about some things, but sure that "&lt;i&gt;Thou shalt not go door-to-door"&lt;/i&gt; should have been the 11th commandment. Moses had fallen down on the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went home that evening and begged God that if this &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; of Him, I needed to see it in His Word. I opened my Bible. I didn't open it to where I had been reading in my daily reading, and with no previous thought of scriptures that might apply to the situation, my hands opened to and my eyes rested on the passage where Jesus tells a couple of His disciples &lt;i&gt;"Follow me. And I will make you fishers of men." &lt;/i&gt;Over the next week, I studied &lt;i&gt;how &lt;/i&gt;the disciples followed Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also talked to my accountability partner (part of the program, but also a woman who was to become one of my dearest friends) and expressed my struggles. She nodded her head knowingly as I spilled, but then asked "What if you had baked some bread and offered it to every one of those people, instead of the Gospel?" She asked me if I would have felt like I was trespassing then. It finally hit home-- and shook me up a little over the next few days. The quality of my faith was being tested. If I truly believed those people were going to Hell if they didn't receive Christ, then what is a loaf of bread compared to CHRIST?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The call was clear. The way was still blurry. I prayed for grace to obey. I went door to door several more times. It still&amp;nbsp; didn'tseem to be my personality. But it got "easier" each time. I read and read and read the Scriptures. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=exodus%201:15-21&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;God taught me about fear of man vs. fear of God&lt;/a&gt;. I learned about how prayer alters attitudes and perspectives. Not to mention circumstance and conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At first I simply did it out of obedience to the call. God taught me that it is enough to follow &lt;i&gt;Him&lt;/i&gt;. and&amp;nbsp; that &lt;i&gt;He &lt;/i&gt;will make me a fisher of men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish I had time to type all the stories of people we met. We usually went out on a&amp;nbsp; bi-weekly basis (one day on the street downtown, another going door to door.) We didn't promote a church or denomination. We promoted Jesus. We had tracts that we offered to everyone. Our goal was to use them as a tool to initiate conversation and provoke thought, should we not be given a chance to speak. In the entire 6 months, we never had someone 'pray the prayer'. Because we didn't encourage it. Our goal was to turn their hearts toward a God and his Word Who could answer their questions and could save them from the road they were on and the devastation it leads to. We weren't looking for emotional decisions, we were looking to plant seeds, and yes harvest, but only if the fruit was ripe. Basically, this is what I say to people (many, of whom are Christians) who accuse us of "shoving Christianity down someone's throat".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because we were in an area where athiests and new-agers were more common than professing Christians, we often would start the conversation with "do you believe in God?".&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the curt reply was followed by the door being quickly shut in our faces. We heard some of the undoubtedly lamest excuses ever for being too busy to talk. (ok, yes we've all made them :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then there were those people who said "I was just thinking about this", or "my buddies and I were just having a discussion about God the other night" and incredible conversations would follow.&amp;nbsp; We experienced the work of the Holy Spirit when we said things and found scriptures, we didn't even know we knew. I remember one time in particular when, after we had stated our reason for being on their porch, their jaws&amp;nbsp; dropped.They had just been talking to each other about how God was drawing them, and they knew they had come to a fork in the road and must decide. The timing of God leading us to certain doors, left us in awe. Week after week we had assurance that God was in what we were doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please note. &lt;i&gt;There is a wrong way &lt;/i&gt;to go door-to-door. It is not my goal in this post, to teach someone how-to. But just as we tell Athiests not to let a bad experience prove there is no God, so I ask you, if you've had a bad experience with door to door-ing, don't brush off the potential that remains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could go on. And on. But I shall close with this. Its very important and must be grasped for you to understand where I'm coming from. &lt;i&gt;Going 'door to door' isn't the crux of the matter&lt;/i&gt;. Speaking the Gospel is.&amp;nbsp; I just figured the example of us trainees standing on street corners with huge Jesus signs would be&amp;nbsp; a little much. ;-) My point is, however its done, wherever its done, is mostly irrelevant to the topic that is really on my heart to share with you. &lt;i&gt;Our actions do speak&lt;/i&gt; so think about this: You know your self, your weaknesses and failures. If your friends or acquaintances only see your actions, but never hear of your God, where do &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; think they are going to spend eternity? Though its something we daily strive for as Christians, I know &lt;i&gt;my &lt;/i&gt;actions aren't enough to reflect the perfect Son of God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you talk about everything and everyone else you love, why not Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeremiah 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-18953"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;Then said I, Ah, Lord GOD! behold, I cannot speak: for I am a child. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-18954"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;But the LORD said unto me, Say not, I am a child: for thou shalt go to all that I shall send thee, and whatsoever I command thee thou shalt speak. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-18955"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;Be not afraid of their faces: for I am with thee to deliver thee, saith the LORD. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-KJV-18956"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;Then the LORD put forth his hand, and touched my mouth. And the LORD said unto me, Behold, I have put my words in thy mouth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1081863773651550494?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1081863773651550494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1081863773651550494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1081863773651550494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1081863773651550494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/then-lord-touched-my-mouth-part-2.html' title='Then The Lord Touched My Mouth (part 2)'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8382766166803086176</id><published>2010-02-02T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:26:20.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polls'/><title type='text'>Baby Steps (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/then-lord-touched-my-mouth-part-2.html"&gt;Post 1 of 2&lt;/a&gt; - Learning to Share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Read: Matthew 10:16-33&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;My first exposure to &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-have-spoken.html"&gt;door-to-door witnessing &lt;/a&gt;came at a young age. Two men, nicely dressed in white button up shirts and ties and bearing backpacks, knocking on our front door. For most, I won't even need to explain. You've probably seen them riding their bikes down a street near you. (Pardon the stereo-type)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't claim to know a whole lot about what Jehovah Witnesses believe, though more recently, I can at least claim to have talked to a couple of them for more than a couple hours which was obviously very revealing. But back then I didn't know much at all about what they believed except that they thought they could earn their salvation by telling others to go out and tell others to get saved. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Edit: Mom says they were Mormons (LDS), I stand corrected. Thats what I get for stero-typing. Hehe. Their beliefs about salvation are similiar I think, but I guess its the Mormons who ride bikes typically. ;-) We've had Jehovah Witnesses come to our door a couple of times too.]&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As my mom explained to the ones at our door that day, that we were Christians and that they happened to be knocking on a parsonage door-- I stood behind her, listening and wondering. I couldn't swallow the irony. We were the ones with the Good News. &lt;b&gt;Who should be knocking on whose door?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fast forward a couple of years, and you will find me just starting out in the working world and striving to find the balance of living in the world but not of it. I often fell under conviction, that though I was confident of the Lord's work in my life, &lt;b&gt;I was not confident to speak of it or give Him glory in places I thought I might be ridiculed&lt;/b&gt;, or horror, in places I might be considered to be "weird"&amp;nbsp; if I did. I'm not saying [my taking a bold stand] never happened, but its an embarrassing amount compared to the &lt;i&gt;opportunities&lt;/i&gt; I had, that I didn't take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the summer of 2008 I took a couple days off work and attended a Voice of the Martyrs Conference. I sat there listening to the testimonies of those Christians who had died for their faith, praying that the Lord would give me grace should there ever be a time I had to endure severe persecution for the name of Christ. By the last session I was in tears, overwhelmed by the clarity of the call I had been smothering. It was, simply, to &lt;i&gt;speak&lt;/i&gt; the Gospel. At this point, I knew, that no matter what case others and myself could give, fear of man was the ultimate reason I had not been free to share what was so clearly put on my heart. &lt;b&gt;If I wasn't brave enough to speak His name, how could I be bold enough to &lt;i&gt;die&lt;/i&gt; for His name?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I prayed, oh how I prayed, that the fervency I felt wouldn't leave me as I returned to work and the normalcy of daily life. It weakened, but it didn't leave. I remember being more apt to offer to pray for my patients and more than willing to pull out the Gideon Bible from their nightstand and encourage them to read it. &lt;b&gt;Baby steps, but the story isn't over.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll post the rest soon. I know this is an uncomfortable topic for some. Feel free to be a silent bystander as&amp;nbsp; I post, and others discuss. But &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; part of my story and what I came to realize, aren't&amp;nbsp; mere matters of opinion. God says, "&lt;i&gt;Whosoever therefore shall confess me before men, him will I confess also before my Father which is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my Father which is in heaven."&lt;/i&gt; Matthew 10:32&amp;amp;33&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8382766166803086176?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8382766166803086176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8382766166803086176&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8382766166803086176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8382766166803086176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps (Part 1)'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2757685412700872798</id><published>2010-01-31T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:20:47.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polls'/><title type='text'>The People Have Spoken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I posed the question &lt;i&gt;"Would you participate in Door-to-Door Evangelism?" &lt;/i&gt;to you all, and I'm here to share the results.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Thank you, thank you for voting. I really was curious to get your feedback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So without ado... The results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you Participate in Door to Door Evangelism?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border: 0px none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: left; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Maybe."&gt;Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Maybe."&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 10 (22%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 22%; z-index: -1;" title="Maybe."&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Absolutely!"&gt;Absolutely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Absolutely!"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 14 (31%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 31%; z-index: -1;" title="Absolutely!"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Yes, and I have"&gt;Yes, and I have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Yes, and I have"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 9 (20%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 20%; z-index: -1;" title="Yes, and I have"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Nope, thats for Jehovah Witnesses"&gt;Nope, thats for Jehovah Witnesses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Nope, thats for Jehovah Witnesses"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3 (6%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 6%; z-index: -1;" title="Nope, thats for Jehovah Witnesses"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Its not my personality."&gt;Its not my personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Its not my personality."&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 3 (6%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 6%; z-index: -1;" title="Its not my personality."&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="answerText"&gt;&lt;div title="Other -explain in a comment"&gt;Other -explain in a comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="margin-top: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="position: relative; z-index: 0;"&gt;&lt;div class="resultText" title="Other -explain in a comment"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 5 (11%)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="resultBar" style="left: 0px; position: absolute; top: 0px; width: 11%; z-index: -1;" title="Other -explain in a comment"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Total Votes:  &lt;i&gt;44&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You &lt;i&gt;Maybes&lt;/i&gt; out there, I hope to brainwash ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You &lt;i&gt;Absolutelys&lt;/i&gt;, how can I find you so we can go together? The same goes for you &lt;i&gt;Yes and I haves&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You &lt;i&gt;Nope thats for Jehovah Witnesses,&lt;/i&gt; join the party that I just left. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And for those &lt;i&gt;Its not my personality&lt;/i&gt; peoples, you might be interested to know that this is &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; most common reply I get when I mention vocal evangelism to Christians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You &lt;i&gt;Others&lt;/i&gt; that emailed me or left a comment voiced some reasoning I've used myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I wasn't trying to trip you up. There wasn't any right or wrong answer necessarily. I sincerely thank you for being honest. Buuuuut, I do have an opinion [surprise,surprise...ok, not really a surprise] and I plan to share with you what I would have voted, had I voted [For those of you who haven't already figured it out. heh].&amp;nbsp; So keep an eye out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But seriously, those of you who are all for it, &lt;a href="mailto:kaylenelise@yahoo.com"&gt;WHERE ARE YOU&lt;/a&gt;? Because I've done some looking, and I was beginning to wonder if we even exist. Kidding. Kinda. I've met a few. But very, very few and even fewer in my hometown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok. Ready or not. More soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2757685412700872798?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2757685412700872798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2757685412700872798&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2757685412700872798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2757685412700872798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/people-have-spoken.html' title='The People Have Spoken.'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8005391086831246597</id><published>2010-01-28T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T11:59:33.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hundreds Gather to Protest Global Warming"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/globalwarming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/globalwarming.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;....One of the few email forwards I was glad I opened. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its snowing like crazy here right now.&lt;br /&gt;For you snowmen and women out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you have nothing to worry about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8005391086831246597?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8005391086831246597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8005391086831246597&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8005391086831246597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8005391086831246597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/hundreds-gather-to-protest-global.html' title='&quot;Hundreds Gather to Protest Global Warming&quot;'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4859583208531974602</id><published>2010-01-27T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:30:48.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Today is Her Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hopefully everybody has a friend like Anna. She's the kind of person you can be yourself around, even if you're loud and silly. If you ever feel like talking about yourself, go have a chat with her, because she gives you all the opportunity you need to spill life's joys and trials. You'll leave still wondering what she's been up to lately, because for the last 5 hours, you've talked about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5 and half years ago -- though I can't believe its been that long-- her dad flew her, my dad, and I out to Zion Nat'l Park in Utah and we had a 3 day hiking and rappelling adventure. Even those moments when I thought I was going to die, I look back on with fondness. : ) Good memories. Good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0K4XiCZ9Zg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y0K4XiCZ9Zg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;[Song:&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LXARdPb4YBs"&gt; You've Got a Friend in Me]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Some of my best adventures &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt; have been with Anna-- Everything from rappelling to "fighting" over potato chip flavors. I hope we have many more. : )&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Anna! Hope this years your best yet!&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Kaylene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4859583208531974602?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4859583208531974602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4859583208531974602&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4859583208531974602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4859583208531974602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-her-birthday.html' title='Today is Her Birthday'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4418825611960963814</id><published>2010-01-26T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:54:11.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>My life I Give, Henceforth to Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/KayleneMexico026.jpg?t=1264560997" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/KayleneMexico026.jpg?t=1264560997" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I read an obituary in the paper today that made me smile. Whats with that? An obituary making someone smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was for a 50 something year old man with Down Syndrome. The picture showed a cheery smile, a kind face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It said he "&lt;i&gt;enjoyed flopping his newspaper, drinking his Dr Pepper and going to worship. He enjoyed a very simple life and was a constant reminder to never take things for granted. He loved life and being with his family."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;It made me smile, and then it nearly made me cry for his family and friends. A family I've never met, friends who I don't know who they are. Yet somehow, by this short story, I had seen a glimpse of his life and what they all must be missing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wondered how many people would read his story and put it in the "successful people" category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wondered how many kids would read his story and say "I want to be like him, when I grow up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I figured, not many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet, I wondered how many people would be inspired by his story, touched by his smile, and moved by his testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I figured, more than a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder if we limit ourselves when we imagine that success is defined by popularity, indepenence, and A+'s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder if, when I die, people will remember whether or not I had a degree; or if instead they will remember whether or not I smiled a lot and how I treated other people. &lt;i&gt;Did she talk about "me" or Jesus? And if she talked about Jesus, did she walk the talk?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I figure that though a lot of people have a lot of opinions as to what success might should look like, true success is actually very simple. Its being that person God created you to be. &lt;b&gt;Its the person you already are, excelled to the limit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I desire to succeed. But the only mold I want to fit in, is Christ's. I want to bear a quiet impact on the world and blow the limitations we've put on success at the same time. Taking a day at a time-- Lord use me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4418825611960963814?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4418825611960963814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4418825611960963814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4418825611960963814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4418825611960963814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-worth-living.html' title='My life I Give, Henceforth to Live'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2321085190743511171</id><published>2010-01-26T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T08:37:38.404-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>You Think You've Got it Rough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bible Reading Challenge 1.26.10 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S18ZmFsjg6I/AAAAAAAAFxY/d5ZHAjYsRy8/s1600-h/skiles+061-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S18ZmFsjg6I/AAAAAAAAFxY/d5ZHAjYsRy8/s400/skiles+061-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was behind most of last week on my reading. I think, if I've calculated right, I'm at least mostly caught up. I'm reading in Numbers and Matthew right now. Leviticus was a good challenge for me. I was struck by how many times God told the people "I AM THE LORD" following giving them a command. I was reminded that the very fact that He &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; LORD is enough of a reason to obey. I don't have to understand, I don't have to have all my questions answered first. Obedience is what opens the door for understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;All God’s revelations are sealed to us until they are opened to us by obedience. You will never get them open by philosophy or thinking. Immediately you obey, a flash of light comes. Let God’s truth work in you by soaking in it, not by worrying into it. Obey God in the thing He is at present showing you, and instantly the next thing is opened up. We read tomes on the work of the Holy Spirit when… five minutes of drastic obedience would make things clear as a sunbeam. We say, “I suppose I shall understand these things some day.” You can understand them now: it is not study that does it, but obedience. &lt;b&gt;The tiniest fragment of obedience, and heaven opens up and the profoundest truths of God are yours &lt;/b&gt;straight away. God will never reveal more truth about Himself till you obey what you know already. Beware of being wise and prudent."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;.Oswald Chambers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;I really don't have a good reason as to why I have been behind, but let me tell you, there are some who &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;have reason, and for all I know they are caught up and maybe ahead, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sarah K. one of our participants, is enduring a painful trial right now.She's a sweet friend, whom I know personally. She's been faithful to email me once a week to let me know how her Bible reading is going.&amp;nbsp; A week or so ago she burnt her hand with boiling water and steam. She has 3rd degree burns and is in the stage of recovery that is extremely painful. Pray for pain relief and for her spiritual vigor to endure through this trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kate had a baby girl! She is absolutely a doll, according to pictures. Her blog is set to private, but she enjoys meeting new people so if you send her a request I'm pretty sure she'll approve you. Can you imagine doing all this reading with a newborn? Well, like I said, I don't know where she's at in her reading, but the fact that she started out with the intention of reading that much, is bravery to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also Renate (find all these names in the sidebar for their links) is attending her first semester of college and attempting the reading challenge. I think &lt;i&gt;so many of you have more on your plate than I do&lt;/i&gt;, which is really inspiring to me. Pray for each other-- pray for me! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kaylene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS... If you haven't already, you only have 4 days left to vote on the poll. Thanks to those of you who have voted and even let me know who you were and why you voted what you voted. Interesting results to say the least. I plan to share with you why I chose that topic, my personal testimony, and what I would have voted if I had voted. So be watching for some more opportunity to discuss the subject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2321085190743511171?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2321085190743511171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2321085190743511171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2321085190743511171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2321085190743511171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-think-youve-got-it-rough.html' title='You Think You&apos;ve Got it Rough'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S18ZmFsjg6I/AAAAAAAAFxY/d5ZHAjYsRy8/s72-c/skiles+061-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7729900491551603704</id><published>2010-01-23T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:47:28.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>The Heart of God is For Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although I've always considered the 'Ten Commandments' general rules to live by, the Old Testament used to seem like an exception to "God is the same today, as He was yesterday". There was somewhat of disconnect, in my mind, between the Christ who called for surrender of our lives and the God who called for sacrifice of animals. And yet, when put in that way, I can see [now] that the common denominator is m.y. h.e.a.r.t. &lt;b&gt;God wants our hearts. &lt;/b&gt;Sacrifice, surrender... they speak of the same attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think the first time it really clicked for me was when I was reading in Exodus a couple of years ago.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This&lt;/b&gt; is the thing which the LORD commanded, saying, Take ye from among you an offering unto the LORD: whosoever is of &lt;b&gt;a willing heart&lt;/b&gt;, let him bring it, an offering of the LORD..." &lt;/i&gt;Ex. 35:3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lip Service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Christ came to earth and even before, there was also a big disconnect in the Jews' minds, which led to a huge disconnect between their hearts and the very heart of God. The god the Jews worshiped was not the same God who had commanded them those years ago &lt;i&gt;"take ye from among you an offering unto the Lord: whosoever is of a willing heart..."&lt;/i&gt; And regardless of the countless times God had told them &lt;i&gt;"I the Lord do sanctify them." "I am the Lord which hallow you..." &lt;/i&gt;They treated and lived the law, as if it was &lt;i&gt;the law&lt;/i&gt;, that sanctified them. Jesus said that Isaiah was right when he wrote &lt;i&gt;"This people draweth nigh unto me with their mouth, and honoreth me with their lips; but their heart is far from me. But in vain they do worship me..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The consequence? They missed &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt; Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heart Service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize the potential for disconnect and do all you can to avoid it. Namely, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%206:17&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;let your motivation in keeping God's commandments be pure&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choose you this day, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2027:4&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;sweet communion &lt;/a&gt;or &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%207:10&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;fatal bondage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Surrender because &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20John%204:19&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;you can't love with out Him&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:15&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Obey because you love Him&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:23&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;because you love Him you &lt;i&gt;will &lt;/i&gt;obey Him&lt;/a&gt;.) Sacrifice, because He &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Leviticus%2019&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; Lord&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2045:20-22&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;worthy&lt;/a&gt; of every heart-felt offering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Create in me a clean heart, O God;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; and renew &lt;b&gt;a right spirit&lt;/b&gt; within me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/psalms/51-12.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and uphold me with thy free spirit...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; thou delightest not in burnt offering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a broken and a contrite heart,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O God, thou wilt not despise...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then shalt thou be pleased with the &lt;b&gt;sacrifices of righteousness&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;with burnt offering and whole burnt offering:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;then shall they offer bullocks upon thine altar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;[excerpts of &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2051&amp;amp;version=KJV"&gt;Psalm 51&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="250"&gt; 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float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/haiti_01_22/h14_21800633.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Haiti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bible.cc/proverbs/18-10.htm"&gt;There is a Tower that never crumbles&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;His name is Jesus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tangle.com/view_video?viewkey=18e36b0db04cad74654b"&gt;We can have Hope.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; His name is Jesus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eveningstar.co.uk/content/pdf/eyevine-haiti-rescue.jpg"&gt;We can have Life.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; His name is Jesus.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pray for Life for Haiti&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2980682671229388694?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2980682671229388694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2980682671229388694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2980682671229388694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2980682671229388694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-haiti-hope-has-name.html' title='Dear Haiti, Hope Has a Name'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3046348940381477464</id><published>2010-01-19T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:15:14.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact . 5 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S1Xl_-GhhVI/AAAAAAAAFjs/sZv1_k-rVro/s1600-h/My+Honda+Baby+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S1Xl_-GhhVI/AAAAAAAAFjs/sZv1_k-rVro/s320/My+Honda+Baby+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;200,000 miles on a car is embarrassing. 344,769 is just down right impressive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But since most of them were driven by someone else who took extremely good care of everything about the car, and then gave me a steal of a deal when I bought it from him-- I guess its his bragging right, not mine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3046348940381477464?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3046348940381477464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3046348940381477464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3046348940381477464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3046348940381477464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/matters-of-fact-5.html' title='Matters of Fact . 5 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/S1Xl_-GhhVI/AAAAAAAAFjs/sZv1_k-rVro/s72-c/My+Honda+Baby+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3465459381986345142</id><published>2010-01-18T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:38:48.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact . 4 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If I have a bad side, the way to get on it, is to tell me I'm spoon fed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I acknowledge those who have had an influence and impact in my life, but I refute anyone claiming that those people are the lone reason I &lt;i&gt;keep on&lt;/i&gt; believing. I have a brain and a heart of my own, thank you . And by the grace of God I've received and fully believe in the saving power of His plan of redemption and everything that decision entails. ["Work out your &lt;i&gt;own &lt;/i&gt;salvation..."]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know not why God’s wondrous grace&lt;br /&gt;To me He hath made known,&lt;br /&gt;Nor why, unworthy, Christ in love&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed me for His own.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="chorus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chorus"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know not how this saving faith&lt;br /&gt;To me He did impart,&lt;br /&gt;Nor how believing in His Word&lt;br /&gt;Wrought peace within my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chorus"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chorus"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I &lt;b&gt;know &lt;/b&gt;Whom I have believèd,&lt;br /&gt;And am &lt;b&gt;persuaded&lt;/b&gt; that He is able&lt;br /&gt;To keep that which I’ve committed&lt;br /&gt;Unto Him against that day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3465459381986345142?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3465459381986345142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3465459381986345142&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3465459381986345142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3465459381986345142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/matters-of-fact-4.html' title='Matters of Fact . 4 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4703825070105381393</id><published>2010-01-14T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:29:07.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Post Of Divers Topics</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;(hows that for a title? Tried to be more original than "random topics" you know.) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bible Reading Challenge 1.14.10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah K., who is one of the participants in &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;our challenge&lt;/a&gt;, has been emailing me her progress and thoughts. I want to share this thought of hers with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Over the last few years I have come to realize that it is ok if one doesn't 'make it through the bible in a year' or in half a year for that matter. The important thing is that we are constantly in His word, seeking Him, studying who He is, and most importantly knowing Him. I think it is easy for people to get caught up in a 'Challenge' and I think that is one of the main reasons people fail to complete their year or half year of reading. If you just view it as a challenge, once the novelty of that wears off, you have no more motivation."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;By way of a word of caution, I would just like to say, she's right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/Sermons/ByDate/2010/4465_Holding_Fast_the_Word_of_Life_in_2010/"&gt; I read this &lt;/a&gt;the other day and thought it was a perfect article to help keep us on the right track during this challenge. By the way, we have 3 new participants. Please remember to be in prayer for each other. We don't want this to be an exericise or mere accomplishment of discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Regardless of the fact that I'm a few emails behind in life, I'm taking a short trip over the weekend. I'm happily leaving my computer behind, so you won't be seeing much of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please vote in my poll &lt;/b&gt;in the sidebar. Feel free to expound in a comment below. When I say I'm curious, its because I can think of no stronger word that means the same thing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before I sign off&amp;nbsp; I want to acknowledge and remind you to pray... I know I am not alone when I say, my heart is burdened for the people of Haiti and those lives who've been impacted by the trauma. I'm far removed from the reality that is devastation for so many right now. Yet my mind is left reeling from graphic images and my heart hurts... and so I pray. May people turn to Jesus because of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4703825070105381393?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4703825070105381393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4703825070105381393&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4703825070105381393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4703825070105381393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/post-of-divers-topics.html' title='Post Of Divers Topics'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6015143616999408786</id><published>2010-01-13T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T13:32:34.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact . 3 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was born in the country of Turkey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and the month of November.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some call me "Turk"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazywebsite.com/Website-Clipart-Pictures-Videos/American-Patriotic/Animated_Thanksgiving_Turkey_Disguised-1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.crazywebsite.com/Website-Clipart-Pictures-Videos/American-Patriotic/Animated_Thanksgiving_Turkey_Disguised-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6015143616999408786?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6015143616999408786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6015143616999408786&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6015143616999408786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6015143616999408786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/matters-of-fact-3.html' title='Matters of Fact . 3 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8901663824181606557</id><published>2010-01-12T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:12:30.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact  . 2 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" style="clear: left; float: left;" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cvOQeozL4S0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cvOQeozL4S0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Yes, indeed. I am admitting in a &lt;s&gt;some what public&lt;/s&gt; ok, very public place, that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monster's Inc is one of few movies I've willingly watched more than 3 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm resisting you. I don't wanna like you!!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8901663824181606557?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8901663824181606557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8901663824181606557&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8901663824181606557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8901663824181606557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/matters-of-fact-2.html' title='Matters of Fact  . 2 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6428309796935927844</id><published>2010-01-12T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:16:25.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matters of Fact'/><title type='text'>Matters of Fact  . 1 .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I rarely--if ever--wear high heels because my ankles pop when I walk in them.&lt;/span&gt; (not to mention my fear of heights and falling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;[and thus ensues a series of posts for the easily excitable and in hopes to disspell and/or confirm rumors regarding my state of mind.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6428309796935927844?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6428309796935927844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6428309796935927844&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6428309796935927844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6428309796935927844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/matters-of-fact-1.html' title='Matters of Fact  . 1 .'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3005236959460076712</id><published>2010-01-11T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:57:58.107-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Better Homes and Garden's Guide to ... Courtship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/01/Bartolom%C3%A9_Esteban_Perez_Murillo_022.jpg/800px-Bartolom%C3%A9_Esteban_Perez_Murillo_022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/01/Bartolom%C3%A9_Esteban_Perez_Murillo_022.jpg/800px-Bartolom%C3%A9_Esteban_Perez_Murillo_022.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think the love story of &lt;a href="http://kingjbible.com/genesis/24.htm"&gt;Isaac and Rebekah&lt;/a&gt; is a&lt;i&gt; beautiful &lt;/i&gt;one. Unarguably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you don't mind me sharing a pet peeve ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time I hear it used as a model for "Biblical courtship" I cringe. And even more, when I see those attempting to replicate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With the failure of the dating system came a generation seeking an alternative. We turned to scriptures for guidance (which it gives) and specifications (which it does not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't believe God gave us a play by play. And as much as we think one might help us in our 'quest for love', surely God truly knows best and thats why &lt;i&gt;He didn't give us one&lt;/i&gt;. Therefore, I think we should be minimalists when writing "How-to" books, giving advice, or laying down the rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;However...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/better-homes-and-gardens-guide-to.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt; [ read more]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, I find my own opinion on this matter to be annoying and even restricting at times.(not because its not truth, but because of my human tendency to get off balance). I found that having stepped outside of one "box" I had stepped into another. Every time I read the story I remembered the way it had been misused. I was distracted from its worth and message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I read it again the other day. This time sincerely hoping and praying for a fresh perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I saw some &lt;i&gt;fundamentals&lt;/i&gt; that no Christian should ignore or down play. And of all things, they have nothing to do with how much the parents should be involved in a courtship relationship. *&lt;i&gt;wink&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abraham wanted and believed his son should be &lt;i&gt;equally yoked&lt;/i&gt;. He went to some extreme measures to assure that it happened.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thou shalt not take a wife unto my son of the daughters of the Canaanites, among whom I dwell: but thou shalt go unto my country..."&lt;/i&gt; vs.3&amp;amp;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;:: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Rebekah had &lt;i&gt;a servant's heart&lt;/i&gt;. The essence of the Proverb's 31 woman.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And she said, Drink, my lord: and she hasted... And when she had done giving him drink, she said, I will draw water for thy camels also, until they have done drinking.&lt;/i&gt; [note: camels drink &lt;b&gt;a. l.ot.&lt;/b&gt;] &lt;i&gt;And she hasted, and emptied her pitcher into the trough, and &lt;b&gt;ran &lt;/b&gt;again unto the well to draw water, and drew for &lt;b&gt;all &lt;/b&gt;his camels. &lt;/i&gt;vs.18 &amp;amp; 20 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;::&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abraham had &lt;i&gt;faith&lt;/i&gt;. Not in his servant, but in the Lord. Isaac must have had faith too, to be a 40 year old man who let his father's servant choose for him. (amen?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And the servant said unto him, peradventure the woman will not be willing to follow me unto this land...? And Abraham said unto him...The Lord God of&amp;nbsp; heaven, which took me from my father's house, and from the land of my kindred, and which spake unto me, and that sware unto me, saying, Unto thy seed will I give this land; he shall send his angel before thee, and thou shalt take a wife unto my son from thence."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;vs. 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;:: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Their faith was rewarded by &lt;i&gt;God's unquestionable guidance&lt;/i&gt;. Prayer and the answer thereof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The servant said, &lt;i&gt;"...I bowed down my hear, and worshiped the Lord, and blessed the Lord God of my master Abraham which had&lt;b&gt; led me in the right way&lt;/b&gt;..." &lt;/i&gt;vs. 48&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, each of these relate to not only courtship and marriage, but other areas of life as well. Maybe I am splitting hairs when I say that these aren't specifications for courtship. All I know, is that these are all principles we see &lt;i&gt;through out &lt;/i&gt;scripture. For that reason, I feel fairly confident in saying, "And this goes for all of you." Rules and grid-lines bring us temporary peace. But God wants our utter dependence to be on &lt;i&gt;Him&lt;/i&gt;, not a bullet point outline. The result? Everlasting peace in knowing that we truly did it &lt;i&gt;God's way&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll limit myself to only one disclaimer: I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; believe parents should be involved when possible. I do not believe this is a commandment, but rather a measure taken because of wisdom and dare I say, logic. (along with scriptures which tell us to honor our parents so that we'll live longer and heed their advice as it is&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;wisdom.) I do &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;find this principle being taught in this passage. Abraham's involvement was to trust in the Lord (good) and to send a servant to pick a wife for his only son. (um, no thank you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which extreme to do you lean towards? What other fundamentals do you see in this passage? Hash it all out and get back with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3005236959460076712?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3005236959460076712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3005236959460076712&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3005236959460076712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3005236959460076712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/better-homes-and-gardens-guide-to.html' title='Better Homes and Garden&apos;s Guide to ... Courtship?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3419465714428515630</id><published>2010-01-09T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:53:57.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Weighing In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bible Reading Challenge 1.09.10 &lt;/b&gt;+ ten million other things I'm thinking about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello my friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How has the new year been for you thus far? Blogging time has gotten away from me, but I'm very thankful for the amount of work hours I've had. And the amount of reading time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm on in to Exodus at the moment. I'm always challenged by how the Lord used Moses, even though he showed signs of unwillingness and complained of incompetence. Its the Lord who gives purpose and grants success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; I'm excited for the fact that I've been reading reports of several participants who are already experiencing growth and encouragement from their reading. And I can most definitely say the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This happens a lot in my reading, but I'm hung up on a particular story back in Genesis-- The all too familiar Isaac and Rebekah story. I think I may post my thoughts on that in its own post. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm making headway with my memory work -- the first chapter of James has proved to be a good sort of challenge to me spiritually, more than it is mentally challenging to memorize. Uh, does that make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please be in prayer for my friends &lt;a href="http://marcuswilson10.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://god-is-my-judge.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://therascalsnomad.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alana&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.nepalteam2010.blogspot.com/"&gt;They just headed off to Nepal&lt;/a&gt; with three others, to minister to youth by way of discipleship themed conferences. As there are a lot of unknowns about their trip, I know they would appreciate your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, please note that today is my lovely friend Laura's 23rd birthday. And yes, she's the&lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/"&gt; Laura &lt;/a&gt;that just left for Nepal. So since I won't get to say this personally, I'll say it with the whole world reading-- Happy birthday abroad, Laura Lou! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, back to the reading challenge-- If you've posted about how its going ,why don't you leave a link to it in a comment below. Thanks to those of you who've emailed-- Hope to send a return note soon. If you would rather email then comment or post, feel free to help yourself stay accountable and encourage me at the same time :&amp;nbsp; kaylenelise[at]yahoo.com (or if you happen to have my private email thats fine too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PS... Don't save Leviticus for last. Or Numbers for that matter. Just a suggestion. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3419465714428515630?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3419465714428515630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3419465714428515630&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3419465714428515630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3419465714428515630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/weighing-in.html' title='Weighing In'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1613985939644368874</id><published>2010-01-04T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:07:35.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>I'm Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many hellos and too many goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pain. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt;. joy. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;overcoming&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reminiscent of the year 2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EJhgm6I68Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EJhgm6I68Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Family and friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The Discipleship program.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Living with the Grandparentals. &lt;i&gt;A truckload of Propel. Street and door to door evangelism.&lt;/i&gt; Saying a temporary good bye to Uncle Chuck.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Carenet pregnancy centers.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Meeting new people&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The Coast. [my f.a.v.o.r.i.t.e. place on earth]&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Eating fresh crab for the first time.&amp;nbsp; [it was h.o.r.r.i.b.l.e.]&lt;/i&gt; Bought another Honda.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Laura comes to visit.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mission conferences.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Meaningful time with missionaries.&lt;/i&gt; Thousands of photos.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;6 months away from home&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Driving with my bro, 1500 miles cross country- going home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Camp nurse for Good News Camp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; Fourth trip to Mexico in 3 years. &lt;i&gt;Home again&lt;/i&gt;. Back to Oregon for Family vaca.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Home again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; Trips to the city with Alana. &lt;i&gt;Home again&lt;/i&gt;. Caregiver for the elderly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; Colorado for Thanksgiving.&lt;/i&gt; Home again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1613985939644368874?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1613985939644368874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1613985939644368874&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1613985939644368874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1613985939644368874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-grateful.html' title='I&apos;m Grateful'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-112989250203056855</id><published>2010-01-02T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:34:10.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Twenty-Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realize not all my blog readers are participating in the Bible Reading Challenge. I think I've said before I don't think its something everyone&lt;i&gt; should&lt;/i&gt; do. One reason being that its hard to do in depth word studies when we place a time restriction on ourselves. &lt;b&gt;The most important thing is that all of us are in The Word daily&lt;/b&gt;. How much?-- Well, thats between you and Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But keeping in mind that not everyone is doing "our challenge", I hope to keep a fair balance of posts on other topics-- though I hope you all can gain from our journey through the Bible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Remember friends, as we're headed into this new year, that God is seeing the big picture that we are not. Pray for the Lord to give you a revelation of eternity. Pursue those things of eternal value. I've run across a few links over the last few days, that I deem worthy to be pondered and shared. All pertain, in my opinion, to the start of a new year as we re-focus our hearts and minds on new or revised (and hopefully worthy) goals and ambitions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loveforthetruth.com/2010/01/02/10-predictions-for-2010/"&gt;10 predictions for 2010&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;--a short list that helps "keep it all in perspective"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spencesmith.com/2009/12/15/when-social-media-is-distracting%E2%80%A6-are-you-present/"&gt;When Social Media is Distracting&lt;/a&gt; -- &lt;i&gt;A thought provoking look at virtual versus personable communication&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://deathisnotdying.com/fullvideo/"&gt;Death is Not Dying&lt;/a&gt; -- &lt;i&gt;The testimony of a woman who passed away from cancer last July&lt;/i&gt;. I highly recommend watching this. Take the time, sit down (maybe even with a pen and paper), and listen to these incredibly wise words. If this doesn't help give you eternal perspective, I don't know what will. It will inspire you in your Bible reading. It convicted me even more of &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-forward.html"&gt;my lack of a servant's heart&lt;/a&gt;. (HT: &lt;a href="http://hoperoadblog.com/2010/01/a-new-year-in-a-short-life/"&gt;hope road blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Through trials and joys-- may this be the best year yet. Cheers to 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-112989250203056855?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/112989250203056855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=112989250203056855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/112989250203056855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/112989250203056855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-to-twenty-ten.html' title='Welcome to Twenty-Ten'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6839265711430877482</id><published>2010-01-02T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:49:06.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>And we're off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sz-KZEabXmI/AAAAAAAAFXU/cQSLWoCpmog/s1600-h/the+bible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sz-KZEabXmI/AAAAAAAAFXU/cQSLWoCpmog/s400/the+bible.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You all have done so well with spreading The Word. I'm excited that twenty two (!) of you and your friends have joined me in the &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Bible reading challenge&lt;/a&gt;. I'm motivated and challenged&amp;nbsp; when I think about each of &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; individually being willing and motivated to pursue the Lord in this way. I'm praying for you as we begin this challenge. Be sure and comment, post on your own blog, or &lt;a href="mailto:kaylenelise@yahoo.com"&gt;email me &lt;/a&gt;to let me know how its going for you! Also, check out each other's journey by clicking the names of particpants in my sidebar. I think you will find them inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm off to a &lt;i&gt;fairly&lt;/i&gt; good start to my Bible Reading. I decided to go ahead and start in Genesis and maybe here pretty soon, split part of my reading up and read somewhere in the New Testament as well. I'm amazed because everytime I start Genesis, I have expectations of being bored with a book I've read so many times. How foolish I am. I see something new e.v.e.r.y. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm also going to attempt 365 verses in a year-- &lt;a href="http://heismyhope.blogspot.com/2009/12/bible-memory-challenge_29.html"&gt;a challenge Melinda is doing over at her blog&lt;/a&gt;. I'm going to start off with the book of James. This book and I have a love/hate relationship. Intending no disrespect, I only mean that the truth both hurts and yet gives guidance and peace. I&lt;i&gt; love &lt;/i&gt;the beauty of that paradox. James constantly puts me in my rightful place. As I was previewing the verses I plan to memorize the following ones struck me as very very important to those of us who are committing ourselves to the reading of The Word. &lt;b&gt;James 1:21-25&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;herefore lay apart all filthiness and superfluity of naughtiness, and &lt;b&gt;receive with&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;meekness&lt;/b&gt; the engrafted word, which is &lt;b&gt;able to save your souls&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But &lt;b&gt;be ye doers of the word&lt;/b&gt;, and not hearers only, deceiving your own selves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a doer, he is like unto a man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;beholding his natural face in a glass:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; For he behold himself and goeth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;his way, and &lt;b&gt;straightway forgetteth&lt;/b&gt; what manner of man he was.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But whoso looketh in the perfect law of liberty, and continueth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;therein, he being &lt;b&gt;not a forgetful hearer, but a doer of the work&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;his man&lt;/b&gt; shall be blessed in his deed. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A needful reminder, yes?&amp;nbsp; May God bless the reading of His Word!!&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/3780802865628911433-6839265711430877482?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6839265711430877482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6839265711430877482&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6839265711430877482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6839265711430877482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-were-off.html' title='And we&apos;re off!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sz-KZEabXmI/AAAAAAAAFXU/cQSLWoCpmog/s72-c/the+bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-9116272287944404212</id><published>2009-12-30T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:12:44.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Looking Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzunvFmlVaI/AAAAAAAAFXE/6PH7US-FqHk/s1600-h/Chehalis+405-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzunvFmlVaI/AAAAAAAAFXE/6PH7US-FqHk/s400/Chehalis+405-2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Like I said&lt;/a&gt;, I'm pretty bad at keeping resolutions. But I'm really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; good at making them. So naturally I have this impulse to write out a new year's "priority list". I've got a lot of purposeful statements floating around in my head. Some of them are depressing, because they were on&lt;i&gt; this&lt;/i&gt; year's mental list and didn't get accomplished. Others (well, all of them really) I realize just aren't happening, until I fully surrender that area to God. For some reason that simple lesson seems to take a whole life to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My thinking and plans for 2010 go something along the lines of:&amp;nbsp; Exercising more, drinking more water, eating healthier. hehe.. the normal stuff you see on a list of resolutions. But there are some heavier ones too, like: Speaking less, doing more. Using my time more purposefully. Maybe see if life goes just as well, if I complain and worry &lt;s&gt;a little&lt;/s&gt; a lot less. (its gotten so bad that I complain that I complain too much.)&amp;nbsp; Eradicating selfishness. Yeah, all of that and more. So basically, I'm on the transplant list for a servant's heart. Prayer would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you're thoughts for the New Year? Or are you a resolution maker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart is so proud. My mind is so unfocused.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; I see the things You do through me as great things I have done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now You gently break me, then lovingly You take me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and hold me as my father and mold me as my maker.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask you: "How many times will you pick me up,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when I keep on letting you down?&lt;br /&gt;And each time I will fall short of Your glory,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;how far will forgiveness abound?"&lt;br /&gt;And you answer: " My child, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;And as long as you're seeking My face,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You'll walk in the pow'r of My daily sufficient grace."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;photo-&amp;nbsp; "trainees- kaylene sam alexis t.j." by Soryn V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;song-&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-so-patient-with-me-lord.html"&gt; "grace" by Laura Story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-9116272287944404212?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/9116272287944404212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=9116272287944404212&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/9116272287944404212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/9116272287944404212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/looking-forward.html' title='Looking Forward'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzunvFmlVaI/AAAAAAAAFXE/6PH7US-FqHk/s72-c/Chehalis+405-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-8299694391234605177</id><published>2009-12-28T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:47:43.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Because I love them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzmN9vFBJqI/AAAAAAAAFW0/y-LuT2uwpsI/s1600-h/momdad+001-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzmN9vFBJqI/AAAAAAAAFW0/y-LuT2uwpsI/s320/momdad+001-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...And because I think they're special, I must take time out from my regular posting to bring to your attention a most notable date and to introduce to you these two lovely people (if you don't already know them). Today makes exactly 24 years ago that my parents, Ken and Marcy, got married. (the picture was taken just a little more than 24 years ago, I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As handsome of a couple as they are (they sure are pretty people, aren't they?) this is not their greatest attribute. They both strive to please the Lord in their relationship and how they've raised us kids. &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; is their greatest attribute, for which I am deeply grateful and forever indebted. On that train of thought, this could be a very long post, so I'll just leave it at that and without further ado, I would just like to wish my parents a very....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Anniversary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-8299694391234605177?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/8299694391234605177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=8299694391234605177&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8299694391234605177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/8299694391234605177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Because I love them'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzmN9vFBJqI/AAAAAAAAFW0/y-LuT2uwpsI/s72-c/momdad+001-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5667739025751544779</id><published>2009-12-28T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:39:15.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Bible Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Szjmua5D1nI/AAAAAAAAFVs/u0ce9NeEUVM/s1600-h/bible2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Szjmua5D1nI/AAAAAAAAFVs/u0ce9NeEUVM/s320/bible2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the code the for the Bible Reading Challenge image for your sidebar. Simply copy &amp;amp; paste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&amp;lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&amp;lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 183px;"src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/bible2.png"/&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;center&amp;gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5667739025751544779?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5667739025751544779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5667739025751544779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5667739025751544779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5667739025751544779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/bible-image.html' title='Bible Image'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Szjmua5D1nI/AAAAAAAAFVs/u0ce9NeEUVM/s72-c/bible2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5520699179162002682</id><published>2009-12-27T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:04:11.458-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzbKsXF16PI/AAAAAAAAFSg/-uVRoxaOwZA/s1600-h/bible2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzbKsXF16PI/AAAAAAAAFSg/-uVRoxaOwZA/s200/bible2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only&amp;nbsp;4 days 'til we start our &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;Bible reading challenge&lt;/a&gt;. I'm really looking forward to getting started. If you haven't already, you're welcome to join us! In fact, you can join at any time even after January 1 as long as you don't mind reading extra so you can be sure and finish with us by July 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblechecklist.com/Bible_Checklist.pdf"&gt;This is the best reading checklist&lt;/a&gt; I found online. I strongly suggest printing it off, or one like it, and marking as you go. This gives you liberty to do a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; bit of skipping around without losing track of what you've already read. Plus I find it motivating to have a "picture" of&amp;nbsp; progress (or lack thereof- hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please be in prayer going into this. I wasn't kidding &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/reading-bible-in-6-months.html"&gt;when I said Satan's going to fight you on this&lt;/a&gt;. He uses the smallest things to distract from this very important element in your relationship with God. Blessings on everyone's new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5520699179162002682?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5520699179162002682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5520699179162002682&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5520699179162002682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5520699179162002682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/countdown.html' title='Countdown!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzbKsXF16PI/AAAAAAAAFSg/-uVRoxaOwZA/s72-c/bible2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1607252449792390772</id><published>2009-12-24T14:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:37:39.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Will you hear the call?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iE_tuMpIOho&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iE_tuMpIOho&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1607252449792390772?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1607252449792390772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1607252449792390772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1607252449792390772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1607252449792390772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/favorite-youtube.html' title='Will you hear the call?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7959418162631504923</id><published>2009-12-21T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T17:56:22.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Facebook 2009 Re-lived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually started out the year, as somewhat new to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd been known to say that Facebook was taking over the world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I would be the last to succumb. I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here for your enjoyment and pleasure and education, is a sampling  of my statuses of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzAXO-Wt6iI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/HUrD--ZWDVc/s1600-h/facebook.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzAXO-Wt6iI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/HUrD--ZWDVc/s400/facebook.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Click to make it bigger...]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7959418162631504923?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7959418162631504923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7959418162631504923&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7959418162631504923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7959418162631504923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook-2009-re-lived.html' title='Facebook 2009 Re-lived'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SzAXO-Wt6iI/AAAAAAAAFRQ/HUrD--ZWDVc/s72-c/facebook.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2346491611088659240</id><published>2009-12-17T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:47:02.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>No Need for Pepper Spray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.bcphotoshare.com/storages/1684692/thumb180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://images.bcphotoshare.com/storages/1684692/thumb180.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The safest way for a young woman to travel alone&lt;/span&gt;, is for her to have a &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/retail/nutrition_beverage_detail.asp?selProducts=%7BDEEC86EF-7583-44B2-8AEE-08CCF5137323%7D"&gt;Starbuck's Caramel Brulee Frap&lt;/a&gt; in hand. This distracts from her personal appearance and vulnerability. Sinister plans are disarmed. Potential interest and affection transferred. Admiration shifted. True love defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The crowd silently parts-- all eyes fixed on the coveted beverage. Calmly and gently remind stalkers and those who may approach you, where the nearest Starbucks is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just kidding with you. As I write this, the Continental Express check-in person is staring at &lt;s&gt;me&lt;/s&gt; my Caramel Brulee. This is by far the most effective way to make yourself invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images.bcphotoshare.com/storages/1684692/thumb180.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.bcphotoshare.com/photos/14247&amp;amp;usg=__oIShGAW4OGw-TGcU-_Zsa3v9nUA=&amp;amp;h=180&amp;amp;w=180&amp;amp;sz=8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=11&amp;amp;sig2=ffXGF5yaSvU29HZH8a0Qvw&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=c6Gm8GuYSCr34M:&amp;amp;tbnh=101&amp;amp;tbnw=101&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcaramel%2Bbrulee%2Bfrappuccino%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=m6gqS_CzOI3k8AaorpSKBw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Kaylene/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2346491611088659240?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2346491611088659240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2346491611088659240&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2346491611088659240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2346491611088659240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-need-for-pepper-spray.html' title='No Need for Pepper Spray'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2829236290224017533</id><published>2009-12-10T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:44:47.613-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas or Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dryicons.com/files/graphics_previews/merry_christmas_everybody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 327px;" src="http://dryicons.com/files/graphics_previews/merry_christmas_everybody.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the last few Christmases there has been this major battle about keeping Christ in Christmas.  And here we are again--Christmas time and lawsuits. I'm not going to lie or beat around the bush: I don't really think its an important cause to join. Hear me out. (Or read me out, however its &lt;s&gt;said&lt;/s&gt; written.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its ironic that we as Christians are trying so hard to keep something in Christmas, that wasn't there to begin with. Some of you may have heard of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas#History"&gt;the pagan roots of Christmas&lt;/a&gt;?  Let's face it. its true. Christ was "implemented" so the religious leaders of the day could ease their consciouses about celebrating a worldly festivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is not about Christmas and its roots. Its not even about my beliefs concerning wishing people a 'Merry Christmas'. Merry Christmas, Seasons Greetings, who cares. Not the point. I'm not attempting to say &lt;a href="http://bible.cc/jeremiah/6-14.htm"&gt;'peace, peace where there is no peace'&lt;/a&gt;. That's not my personality or conviction. I definitely believe in Christians beings trend setters and boldness for the Gospel's sake. My point&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-- Christians should pick greener hills to die on. I say, we be a  little more careful about choosing our battles. I acknowledge that those who use 'X-mas' are often purposely trying to remove Christ from their vocab. Those fighting against keeping Christ in Christmas, are opposing Christianity. But lets clarify something.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Christmas is not the gospel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keeping Christ in Christmas is not the epitome of Christianity&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We got along fine with out it before, and if its taken completely out in the future, we'll get along fine with out it again. (Maybe we'll even get along better without it, but maybe thats a post for another day). Suppose it just wasn't meant to be? You may direct  all hate mail to kaylenelise@yahoo.com or feel free to comment. Happy Holidays! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2829236290224017533?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2829236290224017533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2829236290224017533&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2829236290224017533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2829236290224017533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christ-mas-or-christmas.html' title='Merry &lt;s&gt;Christ&lt;/s&gt;mas or Christmas?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1151522976253224372</id><published>2009-12-09T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:38:56.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Reading the Bible in 6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/bible2.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/bible2.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 151px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 147px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's something I really want to avoid in making&lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt; this challenge &lt;/a&gt;to my friends. And I keep thinking about it so I thought before I go on posting about reading the Bible in 6 months, I'd make a clarification.The goal in doing this, is not to be able to say “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've read the Bible in 6 months&lt;/span&gt;” or to become "super spiritual". Say you do successfully read the Bible in 6 months. Whooptie doo. Don't get too excited. Some of the most Bible literate people remain unsaved and cold-shouldered towards the will of God. I personally know most of you who have already agreed to join me, and I know this is not your heart. But I'm confessing here, its something that tried to creep into mine. Beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;The months during and following reading the Bible through, were some of the toughest and humbling times of my life. It wasn't the amount I was reading. It was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; I was reading and the life experiences God gave to reinforce what I was reading. Don't be fooled. The hardest part about this challenge is not making the time limit. Its fighting Satan as he tries to keep you from the Treasure of God's Word.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why should I? Why go through the trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not saying that everyone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;. But these are the  reasons why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;found reading so much  in a short time, to be such a helpful growing experience. I tend to skip around a lot in my Bible reading, which can be good at times, but through reading God's Word in &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;context&lt;/span&gt; I saw so much I had never seen before! And &lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-remember-hearing-sermons-when-i-was.html"&gt;as Laura said&lt;/a&gt;, there's nothing magical about reading it through in “6 months”. But having a time limit teaches &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt;. If you're like me and daily wanting to know the Lord's will and how you should walk, the more you read the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clearer&lt;/span&gt; you see the &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;best set of directions&lt;/span&gt; for life ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet,  And light unto my path."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"&gt;"All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but thats a lot of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;You may struggle finding time in your day to read just one chapter a day, so some may ask, how in the world is reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; possible?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan Ahead&lt;/span&gt;-  I recommend starting with ten chapters a day that way you've covered for the days when you really only have time for less than seven (the average amount to get it done in 6 months&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calculate&lt;/span&gt;- If you're not convinced its doable or your discouraged, calculate how much time you spend on the internet, watching tv, or reading. Then compare that to how much time you spend in God's Word. Ask yourself, “Which is more important to me?”  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Establish a habit&lt;/span&gt;- Let it become part of your normal routine. That way, when you go to bed at night, and you haven't done it, you know and feel  something was missing from your day. But be careful, never let it become “just a habit” or simply part of your day. Don't make it “just a rule” to read certain amounts. We're not trying to put a guilt trip on ourselves. By establishing a habit we're only trying to condition or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;discipline &lt;/span&gt;our reading habits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pray&lt;/span&gt;- Before you begin, pray for understanding.&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;  Expect&lt;/span&gt; to hear from the Lord. Pray during and after. And listen to what He may be saying to you. &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Conversation with the Author is essentia&lt;/span&gt;l.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meditate &amp;amp; Journal&lt;/span&gt;- as you read, or after you read &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;write &lt;/span&gt;down what God's teaching you. Don't just rush on by. Since we're giving ourselves a time limit, its very important that we remember its ok to slow down and &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;meditate&lt;/span&gt;. This is not a race-- We're trying to &lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;draw near and learn more of the Father&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memorize&lt;/span&gt;- part of meditating, is memorization. If you're hungering and thirsting after righteousness then memorizing scripture is the best way. “&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Thy word have I hid in my heart, that I might not sin against thee&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: right;"&gt;Reading and all these things CAN BE DONE! IT &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;POSSIBLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Spiritual warfare? Much. But more than conquerers are we, through Him that loved us.&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/3780802865628911433-1151522976253224372?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1151522976253224372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1151522976253224372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1151522976253224372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1151522976253224372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/reading-bible-in-6-months.html' title='Reading the Bible in 6 Months'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7008939460212954501</id><published>2009-12-04T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T16:22:00.438-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>Spread the Word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 183px;" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j89/kaylene-pics/bible2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far five people (via comments &amp;amp; facebook) have said they would like to &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;read the Bible in 6 months&lt;/a&gt;. The numbers don't mean so much, but to think of the treasure of God's Word and how we as Christians take it for granted sometime, its so thrilling to see anyone excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to post more with tips and advice both encouraging those who don't think they can do it, and for those who've already said they will. I don't have time right now, but hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, if you have a blog and you're joining the challenge, please feel free to use the image at left, to put in your sidebar and help spread [the reading of] The Word! Please link the image &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html"&gt;to this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7008939460212954501?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7008939460212954501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7008939460212954501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7008939460212954501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7008939460212954501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/spread-word.html' title='Spread the Word!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1062745288088553977</id><published>2009-12-04T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:36:05.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible Reading'/><title type='text'>I Hereby Resolve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SxdLcv1jCDI/AAAAAAAADqw/aopgroJBUzQ/s1600-h/the+bible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SxdLcv1jCDI/AAAAAAAADqw/aopgroJBUzQ/s320/the+bible.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410876434558421042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty bad when it comes to keeping resolutions. No, really. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In October I purposed to do a physical exercise plan for 30 days. Just 30 days. I made it to like day 3. Maybe 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I made a resolution to not listen to music while in the car, for 40 days. I try to spend my commutes, praying and singing. Oh singing. One day I got so tired of my own voice,  I started blowing bubbles in my water by humming songs into the straw. I'm not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need some help. &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone nods their head&lt;/span&gt;&lt; &lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt; But probably not in the way you're thinking. I'm making a resolution, and this time, I have a proposition.&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;Starting January 1, I would like to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;read through the Bible in 6 months&lt;/span&gt;. Genesis to Revelation. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want you to do it with me&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, you. In fact, I need you to, so I will stay motivated. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same challenge was presented to me last January, as a requirement for &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-rather-neglectful-of-this-blog.html"&gt;the discipleship training&lt;/a&gt;. It wasn't easy or convenient to say the least, but it was one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; things I've ever done.&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;I'll leave the details up to you. I don't care if you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;read it straight through from beginning to end, or read several books at one time&lt;/span&gt;. [I'll link to a printable bible reading checklist when we get started.] It takes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an average of 7 chapters a day&lt;/span&gt; just so you know, but as long as you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;done by July 1st&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't matter how  many you read daily.&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;I'll probably make a badge for you to put on your blog if you want-- to help spread the word about reading The Word! We can hold each other accountable and encourage others by what God is teaching us. Every week or so I'll try to post my progress, as well as share a little about what I'm learning. You're welcome to do the same on your blog and leave a comment with your link on my post. Or simply leave a comment letting us know how its going for you. &lt;/everyone&gt;I'm not encouraging competition, so even an honest "I'm not reading much lately" or "I haven't been getting much out of it" will do.&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt; We'll all learn to take each other at 'Face Value'.&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;If you're a teeny eeny bit interested in accepting the challenge, would you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leave me a comment&lt;/span&gt; and let me know? You have almost a whole month to pray about it. &lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You do not have to have a blog to participate&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;I'm going to seriously resolve to do this-- will you join me?&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;everyone nods="" their="" head=""&gt;&lt;/everyone&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1062745288088553977?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1062745288088553977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1062745288088553977&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1062745288088553977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1062745288088553977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hereby-resolve.html' title='I Hereby Resolve'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SxdLcv1jCDI/AAAAAAAADqw/aopgroJBUzQ/s72-c/the+bible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1799394661276148141</id><published>2009-11-24T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:44:40.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>I Just Want to Say, Thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sw2G1k77gwI/AAAAAAAADpg/V0CRqH0u3Lo/s1600/Chehalis+142-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sw2G1k77gwI/AAAAAAAADpg/V0CRqH0u3Lo/s200/Chehalis+142-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408126982548062978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm. I've lost my blogging momentum. I've been busy, plus blogging seems rather blah to me right now. Not sure what that means, but I guess thats what they call writer's block. I dunno though. I've written a couple posts, but they're in my draft folder and there they shall probably remain. They're rather emotional, dramatic scores that are probably best left unpublished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insert thank yous from the readership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always seem to jump back on the blogging band wagon though. So ready or not, I'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving and dear times with friends and loved ones. I am thankful for you. I am thankful for my family. I am thankful that though "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me...&lt;/span&gt;" And that means everything in the world to me right now. I am nothing and have nothing, besides who He is and what He bestows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh and one more thing. Holiday or no holiday, I just want to encourage you to count your  many blessings, name them one by one. I have been, and I'll be honest-- I was surprised to see (and blessed just knowing) what the Lord has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1799394661276148141?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1799394661276148141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1799394661276148141&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1799394661276148141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1799394661276148141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-want-to-say-thanks.html' title='I Just Want to Say, Thanks.'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sw2G1k77gwI/AAAAAAAADpg/V0CRqH0u3Lo/s72-c/Chehalis+142-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-527002163410989746</id><published>2009-11-07T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:44:24.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>"Master Forgive, and Inspire Us Anew"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh God, stamp eternity on my eyeballs!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/HrFC-et2Ul0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/HrFC-et2Ul0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When I see the church in the New Testament... They didn't have stately buildings. They didn't have paid evangelists. They didn't have a lot of money. They didn't have organization. They weren't able to get on TV and beg. But I'll tell you what they did, THEY TURNED THE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ; that every one may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad."&lt;/span&gt; 2 Cor. 5:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Do you see the "church" today as a success or failure? Do you struggle to keep an eternal perspective? Which quote from this sermon struck you as most profound or convicting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-527002163410989746?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/527002163410989746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=527002163410989746&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/527002163410989746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/527002163410989746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/11/master-forgive-and-inspire-us-anew.html' title='&quot;Master Forgive, and Inspire Us Anew&quot;'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2853989073342486436</id><published>2009-11-02T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:39:45.300-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>To Be a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Su9-2MtfFCI/AAAAAAAADi0/axeTk7SlOa4/s1600-h/missing_you_zoom_777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Su9-2MtfFCI/AAAAAAAADi0/axeTk7SlOa4/s200/missing_you_zoom_777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399673947830555682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another week. Another month. A month wherein I pass from the years of adolescence and into the twenties. I don't know whether this is extremely relevant. I mean, I sincerely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope &lt;/span&gt;that the marking of my twentieth birthday will symbolize a significant jump on the measuring stick of "maturity". But some how I doubt it. Thats ok.  I'm content. I've tried to force it before when I felt everyone was poised and waiting expectantly for "my blossoming".  An old, but appropriate analogy would be forcing a rose bud open. Petals tend to break off or wilt, because of meddling fingers and too much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are those days I miss being carefree as a child. We all enjoy our moments. (unless we really are still a kid, then we want nothing but to be an adult). Then there are the days I struggle to define myself as a true &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; instead of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;.  To me, as a child, the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woman &lt;/span&gt;described someone with so much more grace, self-control, and wisdom than I possess right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisabeth Elliot's quote "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maturity starts with the willingness to give of oneself&lt;/span&gt;"  pretty much pins the crown on a true woman. I speak as an adult. I'm often mistaken for someone older than I am. But&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;herein lies the struggle. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am more willing to give of my words, then my self. I am more willing to give of my words, than my time.&lt;/span&gt; Its the simple things--the day to day-- and the "little" opportunities I seem to be missing. Lord, open my eyes. Wake up O womanhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2853989073342486436?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2853989073342486436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2853989073342486436&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2853989073342486436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2853989073342486436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-be-woman.html' title='To Be a Woman'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Su9-2MtfFCI/AAAAAAAADi0/axeTk7SlOa4/s72-c/missing_you_zoom_777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-864994828231448333</id><published>2009-10-29T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:07:41.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Fall Portraits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4-gLz8GI/AAAAAAAADhc/QL0c7mryRac/s1600-h/fall+09-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4-gLz8GI/AAAAAAAADhc/QL0c7mryRac/s200/fall+09-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398189749799481442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_06wSBI/AAAAAAAADh8/vk6YPFUsbDc/s1600-h/fall+09+-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_06wSBI/AAAAAAAADh8/vk6YPFUsbDc/s200/fall+09+-3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398189772544952338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_SkuIxI/AAAAAAAADh0/Fwfc0yJo5Mw/s1600-h/fall+09+279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_SkuIxI/AAAAAAAADh0/Fwfc0yJo5Mw/s200/fall+09+279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398189763325731602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4-4AmVPI/AAAAAAAADhk/H0yoUZEjMos/s1600-h/fall+09+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4-4AmVPI/AAAAAAAADhk/H0yoUZEjMos/s200/fall+09+172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398189756194903282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_HJvF0I/AAAAAAAADhs/ZtBhg1Y0OuE/s1600-h/fall+09+177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4_HJvF0I/AAAAAAAADhs/ZtBhg1Y0OuE/s200/fall+09+177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398189760259757890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo5RmfuNFI/AAAAAAAADiE/C-9R1uP7_DE/s1600-h/fall+09+207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo5RmfuNFI/AAAAAAAADiE/C-9R1uP7_DE/s200/fall+09+207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398190077911118930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-864994828231448333?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/864994828231448333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=864994828231448333&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/864994828231448333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/864994828231448333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-portraits.html' title='Fall Portraits'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Suo4-gLz8GI/AAAAAAAADhc/QL0c7mryRac/s72-c/fall+09-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-378612663543361124</id><published>2009-10-27T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:14:08.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>He Always Shows Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought I'd join in the fun over at &lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/"&gt;YLCF&lt;/a&gt; this week, by sharing the mundane details of  a day in my life. The main emphasis is on being "real" and since, that is, after all, the theme and "punchline" of this here blog... I thought it would be cool to participate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was considering writing about my Monday this week, but then thought “No, I should pick a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;normal day to share about.” And then I had to ask myself-- what in the world &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a normal day? My life is not  exciting to the average passerby, but its rarely ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So without further ado, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; going to tell you about my Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It started off rather normal. I mean its normal for the alarm clock to go off and its normal for me to not want to get up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:00 am&lt;/span&gt;: The  alarm clock went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:43 am&lt;/span&gt;: I woke up. If only good intentions counted in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:00-7:00 am&lt;/span&gt;: I was buzzing around getting ready for the day. Read the Psalm of the day. Ate very little for breakfast. Had a brief but pleasant conversation with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:05 am&lt;/span&gt;: I headed out the door. I stopped in at the coffee shop to get my fix(es) for the day. Chai tea and a quick chat with my dear friend, the barista.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:20 am&lt;/span&gt;: I'm on the road. I work as a care taker for the elderly in their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;homes. La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tely I've been working for a sweet (&amp;amp; spunky!) elderly lad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y in a town about 40 minutes from mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:00 am&lt;/span&gt;: Arrived.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SufePnsCXNI/AAAAAAAADfc/WlHDvpHcmKQ/s1600-h/fall+09+139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SufePnsCXNI/AAAAAAAADfc/WlHDvpHcmKQ/s200/fall+09+139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397527038359919826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rest of the morning&lt;/span&gt;: I  helped her with little projects around her house. She's quite motivated and keeps me on my toes. We took a trip to the post office and grocery store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afternoon &amp;amp; evening&lt;/span&gt;: she rested some which gave me a little free time. I did some reading and checked email. I read the end of Revelations. I'm also reading a devotional titled 'A Call to Die'. I'm daily being challenged. But its so much easier to read about dying to self and talk about dying to self, then to actually live about dying to self.  I also took this free time to talk through some details with client for an up and coming senior portrait shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sufd2JbLkLI/AAAAAAAADfU/GAQbcWRSCHQ/s1600-h/fall+09+250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sufd2JbLkLI/AAAAAAAADfU/GAQbcWRSCHQ/s200/fall+09+250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397526600739426482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When my lil' lady woke up, we went for a drive. We found some pretty fall scenes to take pictures of. She gets quite a kick out of my picture taking and seeing the pictures afterwards. Hey, its a win-win situation for me!! I brought the car to a stop and took a picture of an old antique pickup sitting in someone's yard. She laughed and said “You're easy to please!”  maybe I am when it comes to that. I enjoy finding value in the simpler things. [maybe thats why I'm writing this post???]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SufgWG7s0jI/AAAAAAAADf8/Nq_aB9EYiOA/s1600-h/fall+09+206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SufgWG7s0jI/AAAAAAAADf8/Nq_aB9EYiOA/s200/fall+09+206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397529348849586738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;: My sister showed up for her shift. I was looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ward to getting home. I had a lot to do before I hit the sack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I was on the road again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:15 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I was randomly singing “Great is Thy Faithfulness” and thinking how amazing it was that the words never became dull or meaningless to me no matter how much I sing it. I was silent for awhile trying to remember the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; verse. And then I remember whispering a prayer. &lt;i&gt;“Lord, thank you for this car. I'm so blessed to have a car that will get me from here to there safely and effeciently.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;How ironic I thought later. But really, God was fixin' to teach me something. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:15 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I was about 15 miles from home and had just gone through a small town. I was increasing back up to highway speed when all of a sudden I started losing speed and my gas pedal was not responding. I pulled over and stopped. I shut my car off and tried to restart it. It wouldn't start. I had a fleeting thought, “Thank you Lord for cell phones”. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:25 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I reached into my purse and pulled mine out. No bars. I sat there for a minute, praying and turning the key. Praying and turning the key. Nothing. I hopped out of the car and stood behind my car, checking again for a cell phone signal. YES! One, then two bars. I called my daddy. To make a longer story shorter he was soon on his way. I sat in my car waiting for him. I knew the Lord was teaching me something. “Will you still know I'm faithful when something goes wrong?”  “Will you still trust me when I don't provide a car that runs?” &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sang out loud and clear making sure the devil, the messenger of doubt, could hear me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“GREAT IS THY FAITHFULNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O GOD MY FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THERE IS NO SHADOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OF TURNING WITH THEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THOU CHANGEST NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THY COMPASSIONS  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEY FAIL NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AS THOU HAST BEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THOU FOREVER WILT BE&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:40 pm&lt;/span&gt;: A car pulled up behind me. A state trooper came to my window and asked if I was ok. [had he heard me singing??? ;)] I told him my dad was on the way so I was good to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:43 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I had Dad on speaker phone. The trooper came back and offered to stay in the area till Dad got there. He paced in his patrol car between a half a mile in front of me to a half a mile in back of me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:50 pm:&lt;/span&gt; Trooper pulled up again and offered for me to get in his car with a heater. By this time Dad was close by so I declined but thanked him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8:55pm&lt;/span&gt;: Dad showed up. Trooper shared his flashlight and then was on his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:10 pm&lt;/span&gt;: We were back on the road! I actually thought it was a lot of fun being towed- steering and maintaining a speed that kept the tow rope tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;: I “coasted” into the driveway. It was good to be home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sometimes my spunky side tries to find an adventure in everything. I'm a little impractical at times. While I was sitting in my car excitedly plotting what might happen next 'on this a dark and windy night', my mom was at home worrying. I wasn't really thinking about the implications of being broken down in the dark and alone on the side of the road.  Looking back I can see that God was showing His faithfulness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt; the circumstances instead of taking me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; them. How clearly this illustrates to me that His faithfulness is unchanging even though life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt; is. Someone please remind me of this when or if we can't get my car running again!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;Okay. So my car stalling on the side of the road, doesn't happen everyday. But if I'd take the time to slow down and think through every day, I think I would find God's faithfulness to be the reoccurring theme. So yes, there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; normal and consistent about my life, but it has nothing to do with me. Only Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;Whew, long post. But hey. I'll make you a deal. You post about your  "normal" day and leave a comment here telling me you did, and I promise to read it! &lt;a href="http://ylcf.org/"&gt;You can enter it over there too&lt;/a&gt;. For those who don't have blogs, &lt;a href="mailto:kaylenelise@yahoo.com"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; about your day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-378612663543361124?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/378612663543361124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=378612663543361124&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/378612663543361124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/378612663543361124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-exciting-not.html' title='He Always Shows Up'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SufePnsCXNI/AAAAAAAADfc/WlHDvpHcmKQ/s72-c/fall+09+139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-106201439780976279</id><published>2009-10-23T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>How Do You Want to Die?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then Judas which had betrayed him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when he saw that he was condemned, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repented himself and brought again &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thirty pieces of silver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the chief priests and elders, saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I have sinned in that I have &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betrayed the innocent blood.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they said, “What is that to us? See thou to that.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and departed and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went and hanged himself&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SuJDRyZx0gI/AAAAAAAADeM/CwRF2C8qg_c/s1600-h/Chehalis+519-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SuJDRyZx0gI/AAAAAAAADeM/CwRF2C8qg_c/s320/Chehalis+519-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395949276410008066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was in my Bible reading today. I was slammed with the realization that I once was a Judas. And at times, I allow that old nature to slip in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live for my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;self&lt;/span&gt;  is to betray my Maker who created me to live for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to ask myself and now I ask you. Will you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crucify&lt;/span&gt; your “self” and serve the Lord; or will you feed your “self” until you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;founder&lt;/span&gt; on the world’s pleasures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for what purpose will you die&lt;/span&gt;?  Eternal purpose or the temporal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one you live and then die. That's it. The other, you die and then live. Abundantly and Eternally. How can they even compare? How you decide to die, Depends mostly on how you decide to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Surely this is what Jesus meant when He said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo shot by- Soryn V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="561"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=16191724&amp;amp;style=grass&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=16191724&amp;amp;style=grass&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" height="40" width="561"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Jesus didn't come into the world to make bad men good; He came to make dead men live!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- Leonard Ravenhill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-106201439780976279?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/106201439780976279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=106201439780976279&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/106201439780976279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/106201439780976279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-do-you-want-to-die.html' title='How Do You Want to Die?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SuJDRyZx0gI/AAAAAAAADeM/CwRF2C8qg_c/s72-c/Chehalis+519-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-1570456744244398728</id><published>2009-10-20T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:07:10.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Psalm 36:5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/St5ruIUSn_I/AAAAAAAADcg/Nzeb76K5xrE/s1600-h/fall+09+245-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/St5ruIUSn_I/AAAAAAAADcg/Nzeb76K5xrE/s400/fall+09+245-1+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-1570456744244398728?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/1570456744244398728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=1570456744244398728&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1570456744244398728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/1570456744244398728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/psalm-365.html' title='Psalm 36:5'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/St5ruIUSn_I/AAAAAAAADcg/Nzeb76K5xrE/s72-c/fall+09+245-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7194070631949250647</id><published>2009-10-16T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:58:22.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Chronic Matchmaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All matchmakers, pay close attention to detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The number of times you mention his name has nothing to do with the odds of me actually falling in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The simple fact that he goes to church proves absolutely nothing to me (romantically or spiritually!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The fact that you're his grandma, indicates to me I should automatically assume bias in anything positive you have to say about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... There is nothing about his dog being the most important thing in the world to him, that touches my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...No matter how many pictures you show he does not grow any more handsome in my eyes than the first one I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... When I say his kindergarten graduation picture is cute, I am referring to the chubby cheeks  and big eyes--I am not comparing him to rest the of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt; in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The fact that you care enough about me that you want me to be happily married someday, really does mean something to me, but I hate to see you disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The fact that he is shorter than me is irrelevant compared to the fact that I am simply not looking to get married at the moment. (I have a funny feeling this one will come back and bite me someday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... The fact that I don't flirt with other men, does not mean I'm already in love with your grandson, whom [did I mention?] I have yet to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Based on (a) true story(ies).  Written without cynicism, rather only with affection for the sweet matchmakers-- and smiles for the ways they went about it.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7194070631949250647?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7194070631949250647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7194070631949250647&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7194070631949250647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7194070631949250647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/for-chronic-matchmaker.html' title='For the Chronic Matchmaker'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2377968009426646169</id><published>2009-10-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:45:17.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><title type='text'>Only One Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/StPuZ8t-LsI/AAAAAAAADXQ/K4y1le7k4dc/s1600-h/training+2+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/StPuZ8t-LsI/AAAAAAAADXQ/K4y1le7k4dc/s320/training+2+102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391915308455702210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Twill soon be past. Only what's done for Christ will last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is too short, too precious, too painful to waste on worldly bubbles that burst.&lt;/span&gt; Heaven is too great, hell is too horrible, eternity is too long that we should putter around on the porch of eternity."&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-John Piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Let us lay aside ever weight and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run, with patience, the race that is set before us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wherefore gird up the loins of your mind, be sober, and hope to the end for the grace that is to be brought  unto you at the revelation of Jesus Christ; as obedient children, not fashioning yourselves according to the former lusts in your ignorance: But as he which hath called you is holy, so be ye holy in all manner of conversation..."&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo of- Alexandria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3780802865628911433-2377968009426646169?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2377968009426646169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2377968009426646169&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2377968009426646169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2377968009426646169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/only-one-life.html' title='Only One Life...'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/StPuZ8t-LsI/AAAAAAAADXQ/K4y1le7k4dc/s72-c/training+2+102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3559152864726856278</id><published>2009-10-07T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:41:33.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico'/><title type='text'>Happy is She Who Stays Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll admit it. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; to stay busy. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like the repercussions of being too busy for too long though. I'm learning to not spread myself so thin. I think. I still have a lot of aspirations that could cram my calendar, but this week was fairly balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday and Thursday I took care of an elderly lady in her home. She is adorable. And feisty. I enjoy fiesty. Especially at her age. :) She wanted to take me to the local bank in her sleepy little town.  Because "There's young handsome men in there, and you would like to meet them." But we got too busy (thank goodness) with cleaning her crystal and linens; a pedicure; listening to 8 tracks; and trips to the cemetery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started something new that I love. Wednesday evenings I've been teaching English as a second language. SO fun. But do you have any idea how weird our language is? It is. I didn't fully realize it until I tried to explain some of our funny rules and pronunciations.  Thanks to my trips to Mexico and now, teaching my [totally amazing, beautiful and bright] ESL student, I've learned a very special lesson. There is a way of communication that reaches beyond languages of the tongue. Its known simply as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smiling &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;. If you don't know how, I highly recommend you learn how. And no, we don't just sit there and giggle. I mean real laughter and a smile every once in awhile that communicates "I'm happy to be here. I'm happy to know you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the rest of my schedule I have to find time to study for my online Doula class. Do you know what that is? &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doula"&gt;A doula mothers mothers&lt;/a&gt;. Now you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, lets see what else? Oh yes. I am designing some wedding invites for a couple whom I helped shoot engagement pictures for. Its been fun to get in on a couple projects for my friend's clients. I may help shoot their wedding in December. Fun-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I know how much you wanted to know that I made my second sale on Ebay today! Delightful day. I was so happy. Its the simple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really like living with my family. They're good people and they are good to me. I wanted that to go down in the records, since I'm not always that great at showing my appreciation. I also miss my Grandma and Grandpa. They did a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lot&lt;/span&gt; for me while I was there earlier this year, and have been supportive of me. Love you two and thanks again for everything.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Ss_q6KBX4ZI/AAAAAAAADWc/_D4OoLp4HrM/s1600-h/the+oregon+coast+152-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Ss_q6KBX4ZI/AAAAAAAADWc/_D4OoLp4HrM/s320/the+oregon+coast+152-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390785563829199250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ooooh scary shark picture. haha, aren't we cute?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This post has been rather helter skelter. Wonder if I missed anything. :) Blessings on your weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have accomplished nothing if I have not taken up my cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Matthew 10:38&amp;amp;39 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me. He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. &lt;/span&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/3780802865628911433-3559152864726856278?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3559152864726856278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3559152864726856278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3559152864726856278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3559152864726856278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-is-she-who-stays-busy.html' title='Happy is She Who Stays Busy'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Ss_q6KBX4ZI/AAAAAAAADWc/_D4OoLp4HrM/s72-c/the+oregon+coast+152-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7182194338974611764</id><published>2009-10-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>You are so patient with me, Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-FribXzqHVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7182194338974611764?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7182194338974611764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7182194338974611764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7182194338974611764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7182194338974611764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-are-so-patient-with-me-lord.html' title='You are so patient with me, Lord'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2317911787426898420</id><published>2009-10-05T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>My Brain Aches ;-) But My Heart is Full</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Written night before last...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is overflowing with a good theme [and my fingers are that of a ready typist :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking about my &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-find-mercy.html"&gt;last pos&lt;/a&gt;t. There are so many aspects to consider. A comment I received upon posting the link to facebook,  provoked even more thought. My friend Brendan said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is truly out of love that God does let us to a point 'reap what we sow'.  Although we never truly get what we deserve...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the truth. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penalty&lt;/span&gt; for sin has been paid in full! We don't get what we deserve at all. To me this is all the more indicative of the mercy of affliction. If its not punishment, what is it? By allowing us to "taste" sin and its consequences He is conforming us into the image of His Son, which has the potential to keep us (if we let it) from  going back to the deep turmoil of a purposeless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; of sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;world has lost its&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; transient lure— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its evil spell I shun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;; I've set my course for higher things. Till earth's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brief race&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt; —Bosch&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would probably be getting in over my head to try and say any more than that. What's the difference between penalty and consequence? And if through Christ we are justified, can the consequences of a saint sinning, still be considered judgment? Your thoughts are welcome. All I know, is that right now I'm just overcome by the mercy of it all. I deserved to die. Christ died for me. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deserve &lt;/span&gt;to fail in times of temptation and go straight to the depths of Hell. Every temptation I've ever endured (or caved to!) He's endured too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evening is coming to a close. I just came across this simple yet meaningful song. [HT: &lt;a href="http://beliefwithoutsight.wordpress.com/2009/10/05/jesus-you-be-lifted-high/#comments"&gt;Bryant&lt;/a&gt;] It summarizes my thoughts on the previous post and this one. It expresses the honor I feel in my heart towards Christ Who gave His all for me. Jesus, You deserve to be lifted high. What thanksgiving wells up inside me as I go to bed this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="582"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=15707304&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=15707304&amp;amp;style=metal&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" height="40" width="582"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And even now that I'm inside your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Help me not to grow prideful again&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me forsake sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Jesus you be lifted high&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2317911787426898420?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2317911787426898420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2317911787426898420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2317911787426898420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2317911787426898420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-brain-aches-but-my-heart-is-full.html' title='My Brain Aches ;-) But My Heart is Full'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-698477229865337043</id><published>2009-10-02T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:58:22.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Can You See the Mercy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SsZQr5NuvLI/AAAAAAAADTE/S4CYVTAmBSo/s1600-h/Chehalis+342-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SsZQr5NuvLI/AAAAAAAADTE/S4CYVTAmBSo/s400/Chehalis+342-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388082719218384050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever stopped to think about how merciful it is, that there are consequences to sin? Maybe I'm the only one, but I must admit to learning as a little child learns. I don't touch the hot stove, because I disobeyed once and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; it to be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I couldn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; the pain, more damage would be done.  I would leave my hand there only to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt; the effects later.  I would be helpless to reverse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His judgement I find&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mercy&lt;/span&gt;. A paradox our human minds wrestle to comprehend. Its beautiful, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incredible thing is that if I do leave my hand there too long, His mercy comes in the fashion of forgiveness. Grace. Grace heals me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not all affliction is the result of personal sin. But this kind too, is merciful. Life is good, days are packed with seemingly worthwhile endeavors, when something emotionally, spiritually, or physically disastrous happens. Nonbelievers and believers alike stop and consider. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats their answer. They stopped and considered and asked why. In troubled times the lost seek. The believer re-focuses. When He's all you have, you'll realize &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbGsnTjL58Y"&gt;He's all you'll ever need&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In all their affliction he was afflicted."&lt;/span&gt; Isaiah 69:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He. feels. your. pain. If He can feel it too, don't you think His reason for the affliction must be of more consequence than the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;His mercy endures forever. His compassions fail never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following passage is excerpts of Lamentations 3. I highly recommend looking it up and reading it in its entirety. It seems like it could be my own personal testimony... and I'm sure, many others' as well. Pay attention to the detail of this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; passage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM the man that hath seen affliction&lt;/span&gt; by the rod of his wrath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; He hath led me, and brought me into darkness, but not into light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; And thou hast removed my soul far off from peace: I forgat prosperity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; And I said, My strength and my hope is perished from the LORD: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remembering mine affliction and my misery&lt;/span&gt;, the wormwood and the gall. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt; My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt; It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;because his compassions fail not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The LORD is my portion&lt;/span&gt;, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The LORD is good unto them that wait for&lt;/span&gt; him, to the soul that seeketh him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; It is good for a man that he bear the yoke in his youth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; He sitteth alone and keepeth silence, because he hath borne it upon him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Till the LORD look down, and behold from heaven. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; I called upon thy name, O LORD, out of the low dungeon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Thou hast heard my voice: hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt; Thou drewest near in the day that I called upon thee: thou saidst, Fear not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; O LORD, thou hast pleaded the causes of my soul; thou hast redeemed my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt; O LORD, thou hast seen my wrong: judge thou my cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="564" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=15635848&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="564" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=15635848&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-698477229865337043?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/698477229865337043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=698477229865337043&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/698477229865337043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/698477229865337043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-you-find-mercy.html' title='Can You See the Mercy?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SsZQr5NuvLI/AAAAAAAADTE/S4CYVTAmBSo/s72-c/Chehalis+342-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7785539113916616178</id><published>2009-09-29T18:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:47:17.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Fall Give-Aways</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if you've noticed, but there's been quite the smattering of blog give-aways lately. I thought I would let you in on a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mariemadelinestudio.typepad.com/photos/patterns/125marie2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://mariemadelinestudio.typepad.com/photos/patterns/125marie2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-- My friend &lt;a href="http://heismyhope.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melinda&lt;/a&gt; is hosting a Marie-Madeline Studio give-away for a $35 gift certificate!  All you have to do is go and comment &lt;a href="http://heismyhope.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-post-give-away.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell her Kaylene sent you&lt;/span&gt;. Then you can get repeated chances my telling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; friends. &lt;a href="http://heismyhope.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-post-give-away.html"&gt;So GO comment&lt;/a&gt;! And while you're at it, check out Melinda's &lt;a href="http://heismyhope.blogspot.com/"&gt;whole blog&lt;/a&gt;. She's pretty new to the blogosphere, but is already an ol' pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT :: here's a rule I missed-- be sure and let me know if you entered because for everyone of you who enters, I get another chance. :-P and you can do the same on your blog, or by email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA5uP9TOJqA/SrfULdYTzOI/AAAAAAAACLw/TCVAUIJmCFk/s400/gifts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA5uP9TOJqA/SrfULdYTzOI/AAAAAAAACLw/TCVAUIJmCFk/s400/gifts2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&lt;a href="http://thoughtsnwhatnots.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-fall-yall-giveaway.html"&gt;Another one&lt;/a&gt; that I found through &lt;a href="http://weeblondeleprechaun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt;, is hosted by &lt;a href="http://thoughtsnwhatnots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leanna&lt;/a&gt;. She is giving away a pretty lil' gift bundle. &lt;a href="http://thoughtsnwhatnots.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-fall-yall-giveaway.html"&gt;Go here &lt;/a&gt;to see details and leave a comment, saying what your favorite thing about fall is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the word is around here, Happy Fall Ya'll. I hope you win ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7785539113916616178?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7785539113916616178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7785539113916616178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7785539113916616178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7785539113916616178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/fall-give-aways.html' title='Fall Give-Aways'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PA5uP9TOJqA/SrfULdYTzOI/AAAAAAAACLw/TCVAUIJmCFk/s72-c/gifts2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7682207046244270129</id><published>2009-09-28T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:45:04.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>What's It All About?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are some things more important to me &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-pass-talent.html"&gt;than wit&lt;/a&gt; when it comes to blogging. I remember back when I wrote about &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/06/issues-with-blogging.html"&gt;my issues with blogging&lt;/a&gt;, and saying that I might post someday one the reasons I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; blog. Someday has come. As I'm sure you've all been waiting for it with bated breath. Sorry to keep you waiting. Its really quite simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blog just to vent.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blog like I journal.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blog for comments.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blog  because I think its important that my voice be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, blogging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;therapeutic.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, blogging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a fun way to 'keep record'&lt;br /&gt;Yes, comments &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; extremely rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; somewhat gratifying to think I'm getting my opinion 'out there'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are multiple little reasons that I think blogging is worthwhile. But what it really comes down to, is this: My testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read a lot of blogs. Too many really. And I've wished mine were a lot of different things. But really? The only thing I've got to offer the world, is what Jesus is doin' in me. Sometimes I post about life, with little reference to "this is what I learned". But that too is part of 'me'. God uses circumstances to shape a person, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be completely honest. My motives for clicking 'publish post' on every individual post, can vary quite a bit. I probably couldn't even tell you exactly why I post certain things I do. Sometimes, I've got extended family in mind-- knowing they like to keep up with my family. [ Hi Grandma!! :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the reason I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep on&lt;/span&gt; blogging? I blog, hoping you see Jesus in me. That what He's teaching me, teaches you too. That my daily life will encourage someone else, maybe just because they can know they're not the only one. There's a sense of indebtedness I have, to the authors of the blogs or books I read, to which I am able to say, "ah, yes, I know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; how she feels. I am not alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come thiiis close to quitting. And then someone says, "such and such post really encouraged me." Or I find out that someone who doesn't know Jesus is reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; blog! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what keeps me going. And I really enjoy keeping going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="586" height="40"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=15523997&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="586" height="40" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;widgetID=15523997&amp;style=grass&amp;p=0" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="window"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7682207046244270129?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7682207046244270129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7682207046244270129&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7682207046244270129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7682207046244270129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-it-all-about.html' title='What&apos;s It All About?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7341626252577457998</id><published>2009-09-22T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:58:22.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Please Pass the Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think of so many things to write as I lay in bed at night. In the morning, I realize I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;so much better than I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt;. Which doesn’t say much for my thinking. I take pictures. I don't have to think to do that. Or write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though. I’ve been reading some blogs that leave me a.b.s.o.l.u.t.e.l.y. inspired. There are so many different tones to writing. Some write essays. Some write diary entries. Others write some really witty words. Some are capable of writing as though they just typed their thoughts out as they were thinking them. Those kind totally engage me and keep me begging for more. It just comes across as so real-- as though I were sitting across the table from them, having a two way conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think I’m learning the difference between the natural and the wanna-be (like me). But hey, who’s to say that the wanna-be can’t someday be what she wants to be? Just please hold my dry humor and attempts at wit in check, so I don’t go over board trying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I’m getting my “act” together here are some blogs of note for you to read. And I really mean that. These blogs float my boat. (please rate that sentence on a scale of 1-10 with 10 being the wittiest thing you’ve ever read. Thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://annieblogs.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://annieblogs.com/"&gt;Annieblogs.com&lt;/a&gt; (its like she’s right there talkin’ to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;Latte-with-love.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (gets down to the heart of the matter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://reflectionsfromkt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reflectionsfromkt.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (A heart to serve, the size of Texas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveforthetruth.com/"&gt;Loveforthetruth.com&lt;/a&gt; (a perfect blend of purpose and intellectual stimulation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alirae.net/blog/"&gt;Alirae.net&lt;/a&gt; (Beauty she is as beauty she does. and writes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and thats just to name a few...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what are your favorites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7341626252577457998?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7341626252577457998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7341626252577457998&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7341626252577457998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7341626252577457998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-pass-talent.html' title='Please Pass the Talent'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2154282935177642334</id><published>2009-09-17T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:50:19.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evangelism'/><title type='text'>Good Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; "So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom."  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Psalm 90:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SrLGBIQ25II/AAAAAAAADPg/OXxSYWEkXC0/s1600-h/Kaylene+Mexico+263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SrLGBIQ25II/AAAAAAAADPg/OXxSYWEkXC0/s320/Kaylene+Mexico+263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382582227361522818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not a day goes by when I don't think about what God might have in store or how He plans to use me. Its not always an issue of discontentment, but rather a question from little me to a big God. "What do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; want me to be doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day we received our certificates for completion of the &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-been-rather-neglectful-of-this-blog.html"&gt;Discipleship training&lt;/a&gt;, one of our teachers read Joshua 1:8 as exhortation to us to continue in The Word. Its from my Dad's favorite passage and one I've heard over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was struck by what almost seemed to be a redundancy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good success&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; success? How often do we, as Americans especially, think of success as anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; good? I realized that at times I equalize the two in my mind and consider lack of career and financial goals to be a sacrifice of success. In a sense, if those things are not in God's plan for me, they are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt; success. And rather than being a sacrifice on my part, His purposes are actually deliverance from the bondage of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Romans 12:1&amp;amp;2&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ye present your bodies &lt;/span&gt;a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which is your reasonable service&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be not conformed to this world&lt;/span&gt;: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2154282935177642334?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2154282935177642334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2154282935177642334&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2154282935177642334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2154282935177642334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-success.html' title='Good Success'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SrLGBIQ25II/AAAAAAAADPg/OXxSYWEkXC0/s72-c/Kaylene+Mexico+263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6178154345185636033</id><published>2009-09-14T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>At All Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sq6LJCFyo4I/AAAAAAAADNs/xBA5xnSOfX4/s1600-h/hermiston-bend+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sq6LJCFyo4I/AAAAAAAADNs/xBA5xnSOfX4/s400/hermiston-bend+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381391592050566018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before Him: God is our refuge for us. Selah&lt;/span&gt;." Psalm 62:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will think that He is an unkind friend, but remember? He is not. The time will come when everything will be explained. There seems to be a cloud on the friendship of the heart, and often even love itself has to wait in pain and tears for the blessing of fuller fellowship and oneness. When God appears to be completely shrouded, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;will you hang on with confidence in Him&lt;/span&gt;?" &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/my-utmost-for-his-highest/09/12/devotion.aspx"&gt;O. Chambers.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6178154345185636033?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6178154345185636033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6178154345185636033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6178154345185636033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6178154345185636033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-all-times.html' title='At All Times'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sq6LJCFyo4I/AAAAAAAADNs/xBA5xnSOfX4/s72-c/hermiston-bend+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2339436362751984097</id><published>2009-09-03T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Choosing a Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SqBzm3aONII/AAAAAAAADMM/CZWC8rlY-pM/s1600-h/beaverhello-goddbye+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SqBzm3aONII/AAAAAAAADMM/CZWC8rlY-pM/s320/beaverhello-goddbye+072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377425066626528386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was reading in the Psalms this morning and began to think about the belief system that I referred to in &lt;a href="http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/choosing-sides.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;. I had written,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Many people believe in what they believe in, because they trust with a mere 'cause and effect' sort of mentality. “I tried it. It worked. It must be true.” Can you see how dangerous this must be, when a person who thinks this way, sees a medicine doctor heal someone in the jungles of Africa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cautioned, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Christians must beware of validating their faith merely by experience."&lt;/span&gt; By saying that I didn't mean to downplay sharing personal testimony as a way of witnessing to the lost. Personally, I believe that is one of the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;powerful&lt;/span&gt; tools the Holy Spirit uses to cut to the heart of the sinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking though. If cause and effect is a part of your testimony like it is mine, then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's the difference?&lt;/span&gt; How can it bear weight when they may be able to counter with their own experience of cause and effect... that may or may not include God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My realization this morning may not be as relevant to you as it was to me, as in some ways its the obvious answer. But as I considered these things, my heart was filled to the brim with gratitude for the hope I have in the Lord.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The difference is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. What the world is looking for is different than what an individual whose heart is seeking after God, desires or receives. The world on the other hand generally doesn't care what or who the cause is, as long as they get the desired [fleshly] effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God heals or blesses in any capacity it is for his purposes not for furthering our human endeavors. What the world cannot understand, but through the revelation of the Holy Spirit, is that the greatest privilege is serving the Lord and walking in accordance to his purposes. Isn't that our hope?! Wow, that excites me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.Psalm 40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I waited patiently for the Lord and he inclined unto me...Blessed is the man that maketh the Lord his trust...  Many, O Lord my God are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward. They cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[bits&amp;amp;pieces]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;.Psalm 44.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thou makest us a byword among the heathen, a shaking of the head among the people... All this is come upon us; yet have we not forgotten thee...Our heart is not turned back, neither have our steps declined from thy way... If we have forgotten the name of our God, or stretched out our hands to a strange god; shall not God search this out? for he knoweth the secrets of the heart. Yea, for thy sake are we killed all the day long.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[bits&amp;amp;pieces]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2339436362751984097?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2339436362751984097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2339436362751984097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2339436362751984097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2339436362751984097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/choosing-cause.html' title='Choosing a Cause'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SqBzm3aONII/AAAAAAAADMM/CZWC8rlY-pM/s72-c/beaverhello-goddbye+072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4119276516315779640</id><published>2009-09-01T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Bigger Than I Can Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sp3z_4R8NgI/AAAAAAAADKY/vgKsiKpyfTU/s1600-h/krysta+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sp3z_4R8NgI/AAAAAAAADKY/vgKsiKpyfTU/s200/krysta+084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376721808915183106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I look back on a thousand roads I wandered down&lt;br /&gt;And just as many dreams I chased but never found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From where I stand I see the way You’ve held my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times You closed a door or left a light on in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for every broken path&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every storm held back&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shake my head in wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t know the half&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of what You have for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What You’re holding back&lt;br /&gt;That You don’t let me see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me everything I need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more than I can ask&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help but be amazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t even know the half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The God who whispered life into an empty space&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s prepared for us an even better place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear about the mansions and the golden streets&lt;br /&gt;But I still can’t imagine all that heaven holds for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause even when I dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s still beyond my grasp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To try and comprehend it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cover me with wings of grace&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your sweet embrace&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to who you are&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s just a taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;sung by Mark Harris, 'The Half'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4119276516315779640?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4119276516315779640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4119276516315779640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4119276516315779640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4119276516315779640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/09/bigger-than-i-can-dream.html' title='Bigger Than I Can Dream'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/Sp3z_4R8NgI/AAAAAAAADKY/vgKsiKpyfTU/s72-c/krysta+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4053721155267161365</id><published>2009-08-28T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Travel and More Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpiNu4ZUzCI/AAAAAAAADKA/Mvg5xESL9eY/s1600-h/2009-08-28+oregon+trip+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpiNu4ZUzCI/AAAAAAAADKA/Mvg5xESL9eY/s400/2009-08-28+oregon+trip+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375201991818791970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has definitely been the year of travel for me. I'm on a road trip with the siblings and Mom right now. We made it to Oregon tonight but this morning we were in Twin Falls, Idaho. Since there were sights to be seen, we did a little sight-seeing. (You can't assume all sight-see-ers see sights worth seeing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[edited: not original post in its entirety]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4053721155267161365?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4053721155267161365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4053721155267161365&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4053721155267161365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4053721155267161365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/travel-and-more-travel.html' title='Travel and More Travel'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpiNu4ZUzCI/AAAAAAAADKA/Mvg5xESL9eY/s72-c/2009-08-28+oregon+trip+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-3021456648806361632</id><published>2009-08-23T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:50:38.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plugs'/><title type='text'>Does Romance Equal Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpGrYs4k_SI/AAAAAAAADJQ/VLjAsQlKBxA/s1600-h/lou+and+i+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpGrYs4k_SI/AAAAAAAADJQ/VLjAsQlKBxA/s200/lou+and+i+076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264271283387682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Laura wrote an exceptional piece on her &lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. I'm thinking that possibly the majority of my readers would get something out of it... &lt;a href="http://latte-with-love.blogspot.com/2009/08/romance-never-fails.html"&gt;Don't miss out&lt;/a&gt;. Its not only thought-provoking, but also a very tender view of what I believe true love to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-3021456648806361632?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/3021456648806361632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=3021456648806361632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3021456648806361632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/3021456648806361632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-romance-equal-love.html' title='Does Romance Equal Love?'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SpGrYs4k_SI/AAAAAAAADJQ/VLjAsQlKBxA/s72-c/lou+and+i+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6392162094881192901</id><published>2009-08-21T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T18:09:33.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico'/><title type='text'>Fotos De Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fkaylene.elise%2Falbumid%2F5372446862180444753%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6392162094881192901?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6392162094881192901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6392162094881192901&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6392162094881192901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6392162094881192901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/fotos-de-mexico.html' title='Fotos De Mexico'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4429872300066207280</id><published>2009-08-17T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Perpetual Movement of Time and Circumstance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Re4JxGp3GcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VlZCj4BSG1U/s400/IMG_9250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 287px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Re4JxGp3GcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VlZCj4BSG1U/s400/IMG_9250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Caption: Jolynn, Kaylene, Jeb in 1993(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Change. It must be the most prevalent paradox in my life right now. Its good and yet at times it seems oh so ... wrong. I would like to one day find myself whole heartedly taking hold of the future without looking back at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what used to be&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what could have been&lt;/span&gt;. Memories are beautiful things of course, but when compared with the present, at times it brings one an edge of discontentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most disconcerting part is the realization that who I've come to know as being "me" is also changing. Daily circumstances and temptations show that I am not who I sometimes make myself out to be nor am I the person I once was. Growth is definitely a good thing but sometimes I stop mid way and ask "who is this new me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million different song lyrics come to mind for this post. Everyone must experience feelings like this, and think similar thoughts at certain times in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find a magnitude of comfort in knowing that though circumstances change, people change, and even I change, God does not. My perspective of Him may. My comprehension level in other words. But He does not. And for that, at this very moment, I am tremendously thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only wise God, be honor and glory forever and ever. Amen."&lt;/span&gt; 1 Timothy 1:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="40" width="719"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf"&gt; &lt;param name="wmode" value="window"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=14483457&amp;amp;style=grass&amp;amp;p=0"&gt; &lt;embed src="http://listen.grooveshark.com/songWidget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="hostname=cowbell.grooveshark.com&amp;amp;widgetID=14483457&amp;amp;style=grass&amp;amp;p=0" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="window" height="40" width="519"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4429872300066207280?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4429872300066207280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4429872300066207280&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4429872300066207280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4429872300066207280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/perpetual-movement-of-time-and.html' title='Perpetual Movement of Time and Circumstance'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Re4JxGp3GcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/VlZCj4BSG1U/s72-c/IMG_9250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-5114964263644916978</id><published>2009-08-17T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexico'/><title type='text'>Just Checking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is no place like Mexico.    But it is good to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SonZRhZ3J5I/AAAAAAAADAI/5A8WXT-xwEU/s1600-h/Kaylene+Mexico+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SonZRhZ3J5I/AAAAAAAADAI/5A8WXT-xwEU/s320/Kaylene+Mexico+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371062925663872914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SonaxKSCMII/AAAAAAAADAY/B5p9ElqBqig/s1600-h/Kaylene+Mexico+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SonaxKSCMII/AAAAAAAADAY/B5p9ElqBqig/s320/Kaylene+Mexico+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371064568724467842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-5114964263644916978?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/5114964263644916978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=5114964263644916978&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5114964263644916978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/5114964263644916978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-checking-in.html' title='Just Checking In'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SonZRhZ3J5I/AAAAAAAADAI/5A8WXT-xwEU/s72-c/Kaylene+Mexico+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7385400393290059637</id><published>2009-08-05T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Choosing Sides</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*written 8/4/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was thinking this evening about the reality of other belief systems. Not that they do exist so much as they are not based on all falsehoods. As Christians we often refer to them as false religions. But really how “false” are they? Now hear me out on this. I may not mean, what your first impression might have been. We all know many religions are full of fallacies and inconsistencies. But the &lt;i&gt;truth&lt;/i&gt; that they &lt;i&gt;do &lt;/i&gt;embrace is often times the hook, line, and sinker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;It must be true that the billions of people who “sink” are genuinely deceived. But look at it another way. Are they allowed by God to be deceived, because of the rebellion in their hearts already towards the Lord? Are they truly poor &lt;i&gt;helpless&lt;/i&gt; creatures whom we beg for God's mercies upon, to open their eyes to the truth? Or is it more, that their hearts need softened(by God's mercies of course); responsibility for their sins needs to be taken; and humility and brokeness will cause the scales to fall from their eyes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Many people believe in what they believe in, because they trust with a mere 'cause and effect' sort of mentality. “I tried it. It worked. It must be true.” Can you see how dangerous this must be, when a person who thinks this way, sees a medicine doctor heal someone in the jungles of Africa? The religion he would embrace would not be &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; way, &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;truth-- and it would not be &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; life! There is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; one&lt;/span&gt; way to the Father, but many ways to try. There is only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one &lt;/span&gt;truth, but Satan is a mastermind in packaging many different lies by wrapping them in truth. Lastly, he would indeed be living &lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; life. But it would be a fleshly one, submitted to the wiles of the Devil. Consequently, I believe that Christians must beware of validating their faith merely by experience. Our faith is a reality and so may be theirs. But in the war of good and evil, we are serving the King of Righteousness who has power over the king of darkness. What we must not forget is that this evil king, &lt;i&gt;does have power&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;We all know, but fail to be aware of it on a minute by minute basis, that we are in constant spiritual warfare. Our enemy is often times those other religions who claim to 'work'. Their god does exist. Other times our enemy is that person who says &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;God does not exist. That person's god is himself. These gods are real. The war is real. The power behind the truth mixed with lies? Its all real!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;But what power do these forces have that were not given to them? When I say I worship the one true God, I mean that I am worshiping the only one who is worthy of the title, and with a capital G!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wherefore, should the heathen say, where is now their God? But our God is in the heaven: He hath done whatsoever He hath pleased."&lt;/span&gt; Ps. 115:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;One last thing. Haven't you ever gotten caught up in the 'cause and effect' religion? I believe we Christians easily stumble at times because we are looking for the wrong effect when we pray. When we don't see the effect we expect, we begin to doubt the cause. And when we doubt the cause, we are in truth, doubting the goodness of the Lord. Choose ye this day whom you will serve. Allow your salvation from sin be the guaranteed effect of trusting in a Righteous God. And then trust Him to know whats best in all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fierce may be the conflict, strong may be the foe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the King’s own army none can overthrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;’Round His standard ranging, victory is secure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For His truth unchanging makes the triumph sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joyfully enlisting, by Thy grace divine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   -Francis Havergal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7385400393290059637?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7385400393290059637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7385400393290059637&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7385400393290059637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7385400393290059637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/choosing-sides.html' title='Choosing Sides'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2583941923361433870</id><published>2009-08-04T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Mexy-co!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SniN-HdOGCI/AAAAAAAAC-E/D3aeA041XZ4/s1600-h/IMG_5848-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SniN-HdOGCI/AAAAAAAAC-E/D3aeA041XZ4/s320/IMG_5848-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366195054304958498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday morning I leave for MEXICO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2583941923361433870?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2583941923361433870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2583941923361433870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2583941923361433870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2583941923361433870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/mexy-co.html' title='Mexy-co!'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SniN-HdOGCI/AAAAAAAAC-E/D3aeA041XZ4/s72-c/IMG_5848-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-6169381421538283100</id><published>2009-08-02T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:39:59.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Cart</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;Here's a short film by my cousin Jesse Rosten. Its a touching story of love and sacrifice. How many do you know who would go out of their way to make child happy in such a self-sacrificial way as this? Grab a tissue box. Prepare for an inspiring, award-winning film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhPcQYpyhpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZhPcQYpyhpc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-6169381421538283100?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/6169381421538283100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=6169381421538283100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6169381421538283100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/6169381421538283100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/08/heres-short-film-by-my-cousin-jesse.html' title='Cart'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-7928185451529016079</id><published>2009-07-31T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Some Loves of Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://alittlelove.wordpress.com/"&gt;Alexandria-Alexis-Alex-Ria-Lala &lt;/a&gt;tagged me. I'm to share with you some things I love. I've been tagged for things before, but I kind of like how this one doesn't have very many rules. So here, simply said, are some of my loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Ru62rpkpbSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/4N5y28-OsCg/s1600/IMG_1656-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Ru62rpkpbSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/4N5y28-OsCg/s1600/IMG_1656-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:: My Savior, Jesus. And telling others about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: People [watching]. Fascinating creatures that they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Taking your picture. And making you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Baby [toes]. And everything else about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Seeing God at work. His Word and Spirit are ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Driving Ambulances. Serious thrill issues, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you read this, and you blog, consider yourself tagged. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-7928185451529016079?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/7928185451529016079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=7928185451529016079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7928185451529016079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/7928185451529016079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-loves-of-mine.html' title='Some Loves of Mine'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-jDW6elbcPM/Ru62rpkpbSI/AAAAAAAAEEo/4N5y28-OsCg/s72-c/IMG_1656-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-4232515380158956102</id><published>2009-07-29T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:57:18.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Couldn't Have Said it Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SnCZ1q1c7uI/AAAAAAAAC6k/0y8C8eIjdMg/s1600-h/2009-07-07+last+days+of+training.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SnCZ1q1c7uI/AAAAAAAAC6k/0y8C8eIjdMg/s320/2009-07-07+last+days+of+training.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363956303508860642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I heard someone say the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They'd seen in me true love displayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blessed by something I had done for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No sooner had they said these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found myself somehow discouraged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uneasy as I took their compliment&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                  Cause I know the heart inside this man&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know the truth of who I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I know me well enough to know&lt;br /&gt;No matter what this life may show&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could walk the hallways of my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And see things as they really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder if you might be surprised&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing faded walls of pride and fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rooms I've filled with faithless tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And corners where I've stood in compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you'd see the work His grace has done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'd know just how far I've come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;When the dust of this world clears&lt;br /&gt;And I look back on my life&lt;br /&gt;And see in perfect light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know me well enough to know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what this life may show&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's good in me is Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;-sung by Ronnie Freeman&lt;br /&gt;[photo- collage of the moon on July4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-4232515380158956102?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/4232515380158956102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=4232515380158956102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4232515380158956102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/4232515380158956102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/07/couldnt-have-said-it-better.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Have Said it Better'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SnCZ1q1c7uI/AAAAAAAAC6k/0y8C8eIjdMg/s72-c/2009-07-07+last+days+of+training.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3780802865628911433.post-2267741139536816201</id><published>2009-07-25T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:04:30.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Spiritual Journey'/><title type='text'>Sweet Home Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, thats where I am. Finally! Last week, my brother Jeb and I took off on a  1,500 mile venture towards home. We made it in good time and 2 days later I left for a week to be "camp nurse" at Good News Camp. Now, I am resting up and enjoying being home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SmvNRnWeUlI/AAAAAAAACyw/b_T9TwkPQlg/s1600-h/camp+good+news+09+265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SmvNRnWeUlI/AAAAAAAACyw/b_T9TwkPQlg/s400/camp+good+news+09+265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362605483819422290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last week in my Bible reading I read about God's call on Abram's life. I thought long and hard about the following verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Genesis 12:2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And I will make of thee a great nation,&lt;br /&gt;and I will bless thee, and make thy name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great and thou shalt be a blessing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Lord impressed on my heart this week at camp, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the greatest blessing is to be a blessing&lt;/span&gt;. And the biggest way to be a blessing is by sharing--in word and deed-- the gospel of Jesus Christ. And no matter how the people around me define success-- my aim should be to honor my Father by serving others for the sake of the Gospel. There is no greater call. And there is no greater blessing. The challenge comes when we are faced with the temptation to become self-righteous in our service. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We must pray that our motives are to bless people- not to impress them&lt;/span&gt;. And yes, I struggle with this, but I think the more unaware we are of the impact we have on people, the easier it is for God to use us. Be willing to remain the peon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I look forward to catching up with so many peeps from here at home and around the area -- but dear friends who I've left many miles behind me, please do stay in touch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Kaylene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3780802865628911433-2267741139536816201?l=kayleneonline.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/feeds/2267741139536816201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3780802865628911433&amp;postID=2267741139536816201&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2267741139536816201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3780802865628911433/posts/default/2267741139536816201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleneonline.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-home-sweet.html' title='Sweet Home Sweet'/><author><name>Kaylene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01917068799430581796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s57e855NKtw/TqXYiDjlhRI/AAAAAAAAHcg/PdFgkk68yGs/s220/_MG_5757.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O-vxbxKLfiM/SmvNRnWeUlI/AAAAAAAACyw/b_T9TwkPQlg/s72-c/camp+good+news+09+265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
