<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569</id><updated>2009-12-19T09:21:34.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mona's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-272510866146864986</id><published>2009-12-16T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:34:50.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tis the season we think of family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I was thinking about my mom and&amp;nbsp; dad and how much&amp;nbsp;I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss&amp;nbsp;mom constantly singing&amp;nbsp; the Hallelujah Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with my father following her lead and in a low deep voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;singing King of Kings and Lord of Lords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favourite piece of music as I have heard it since I was just a little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart began to sink knowing&amp;nbsp;mom never knew here on earth that she had a 3rd great grandchild and&amp;nbsp; my father knowing but&amp;nbsp;never being able to meet him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;knowing I won't be tasting&amp;nbsp;moms mince meat pies this Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laughing over Christmas dinner as we wore the silly paper crowns and over tea afterwards, putting together the little toys from the Christmas crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but as always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God prevails when a heart is in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and he does it (with me) with Great Humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after a good cry and talk with God I went to the computer intending to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such lovely thankful heart wrenching words about my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a tribute of sorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and an email popped up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mother was an absolutely witty funny creative woman and my father, well his humour very dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was her wingman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God really knows how to&amp;nbsp;turn my Sorrow into Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J O Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes I am doing the actions&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an amazing King of Kings and Lord of Lords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GSk8h1oG8nY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/GSk8h1oG8nY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8436733345544717569-272510866146864986?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/272510866146864986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=272510866146864986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/272510866146864986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/272510866146864986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_12_16_archive.html#272510866146864986' title='Bitter Sweet Moment'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-5958163530802066567</id><published>2009-12-14T23:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T23:23:58.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Had A Charlie Brown Moment Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a Charlie Brown moment today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my inner voice&amp;nbsp;came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not loudly but enough for someone to hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hustle and the bustle can create impatience and the occasional angry outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eg. "What do you mean you don't have anymore of this or that it's Christmas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Humph stomp out of the store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking Hello Christmas is less than 2 weeks away and it's not like you didn't know it was coming for the past year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but what came out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't there anyone who knows what Chrsitmas is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now the person that heard came over and said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"And Lo an Angel of the Lord came upon them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I immediately knew the line and where it came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we giggled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all was well with the world once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/DKk9rv2hUfA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8436733345544717569-5958163530802066567?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Lights'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-2130689410260877307</id><published>2009-12-09T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:34:01.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis The Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sx-ZC9-YBPI/AAAAAAAAA40/KCiyfqtDrzs/s1600-h/snowfunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sx-ZC9-YBPI/AAAAAAAAA40/KCiyfqtDrzs/s640/snowfunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br 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href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=3619953781459369395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3619953781459369395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3619953781459369395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_12_07_archive.html#3619953781459369395' title='Macro Moments In The Snow'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sx13SmkJs2I/AAAAAAAAA4s/YMf0heSrRhQ/s72-c/PC070054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-268591858273354314</id><published>2009-12-06T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:19:50.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Coming to Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am sure by now you have all heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Joyce is coming to Toronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now this would make for a wonderful girls few nights out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She will be in Toronto August 5th-7th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check out her website for all the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What do you think Ladies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joycemeyer.org/"&gt;http://www.joycemeyer.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxx_pTIoAyI/AAAAAAAAA4E/6TXn1D-wRUQ/s1600-h/JoyceMeyer_Speaker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxx_pTIoAyI/AAAAAAAAA4E/6TXn1D-wRUQ/s640/JoyceMeyer_Speaker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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' 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Toronto'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxx_pTIoAyI/AAAAAAAAA4E/6TXn1D-wRUQ/s72-c/JoyceMeyer_Speaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-6124910444535850702</id><published>2009-12-03T15:33:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:54:49.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gilbey Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are a strange family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and adapt to all moods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steve doesn't like Christmas anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Too Stressful,It's for the kids and we're not kids anymore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bahhh Humbug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny considering he loves Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dave is getting older(21) and has embraced the families quirky ways adding a touch of his own humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked for a pony and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I like Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and with bearing all this in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got my tree and humourously indulged my husbands mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and Dave will discover perhaps a Pink or Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Little Pony come Christmas Morn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to top this all off we have decided to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BBQ T-bone steaks this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as we relax and enjoy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the simplicity that Christmas brings the Gilbey Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Music &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Togetherness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on this Blessed day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxggdc0o2-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/TXvHBoalbw4/s1600-h/PC030031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxggdc0o2-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/TXvHBoalbw4/s400/PC030031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Feel free to laugh cause we are having a hoot &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love our Family humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes the tree is Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Christmas'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sxggdc0o2-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/TXvHBoalbw4/s72-c/PC030031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-7526875532674501587</id><published>2009-11-27T12:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:43:39.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leviticus 19:18</title><content type='html'>&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/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SxA5u1fpfnI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-vohQlxm_CM/s1600/PB270029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SxA5u1fpfnI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-vohQlxm_CM/s320/PB270029.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Do not take revenge or bear a grudge against members of your community,but love your neighbour as yourself;I am the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Isn't this a hard lesson to apply on crummy days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When friends are scorned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When lies are spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;or in my case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When somebody smokes my car in the parking lot and doesn't leave a note or report it to mall security.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Imagine my surprise yesterday when I finished a long day at work and walked through the rain and discovered this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;God knew what was coming next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Then He knew I would&amp;nbsp; ask for forgiveness for my cursed words against another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;He also extended His grace for&amp;nbsp;several hours (this morning) until I came to the place in my heart that said let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It's hard to take revenge against another human being who has not only damaged your possesion but also put you in a financial situation where you feel there is no good outcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;But I am hear to say you can take revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The revenge is in your heart and through your words of cursing this person to have a lousy day or wish the same would happen to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In the end the curse is upon yourself for disrespecting your Father and His commands.The curse is anger in your heart that opens the gate for Satan and his little imps to wreak havoc on the playground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As I&amp;nbsp; spewed cruels words and wishes, my heart began to ache ,my throat closed up and became like razor blades,my head exploded into a migraine and sleep was not my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I have allowed myself to be vunerable to attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am home today when I shouldn't be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;when I was perfectly fine yesterday up until I noticed my car and began to speak "ill" will against another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I think not.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Why you ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;because I rarely get sick and of late I have been sick twice within two months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;the common denominator was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;both times I was well and after speaking unkind words and allowing my heart to be extremely offended, standing on what&amp;nbsp;I deemed as my right to be this unforgiving.&amp;nbsp;When I&amp;nbsp;dwelled in my&amp;nbsp;anger, not wanting to ask for forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I became sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am not saying God&amp;nbsp;made me sick to show me the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am saying I allowed myself&amp;nbsp;to be open to the fleshly ways of man and showed the world the chink in my armour that left me&amp;nbsp;vulnerable to sickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Of Body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Of Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Of Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It is God that has allowed me to be open to His voice that says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Trust in Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I will take care of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and heal you of all your needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Physically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Spiritually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Financially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I love it when God gently reminds us of lessons we know but then shows us not only the general principle of&amp;nbsp;the lesson&amp;nbsp;but the deeper meaning within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-7526875532674501587?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7526875532674501587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=7526875532674501587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/7526875532674501587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Heart</title><content type='html'>My heart aches&lt;br /&gt;I know not why&lt;br /&gt;The Spirit speaks&lt;br /&gt;I hear His cry&lt;br /&gt;Souls lost&lt;br /&gt;My Children scorned&lt;br /&gt;His voice cries out for&amp;nbsp;those yet born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you&lt;br /&gt;I Love you&lt;br /&gt;I Love you child&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart aches&lt;br /&gt;For His lost&lt;br /&gt;My heart aches for our loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my child &lt;br /&gt;what:'s lost is found&lt;br /&gt;beneath the glory&lt;br /&gt;of&amp;nbsp;My crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of Kings&lt;br /&gt;and Lord of Lords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I Am&lt;/span&gt; here within the thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be&amp;nbsp;you chosen ones&lt;br /&gt;Spread My word&lt;br /&gt;for the time will come&lt;br /&gt;When Heaven and Earth &lt;br /&gt;will become but one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Mercy&lt;br /&gt;I give my flock&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your sins &lt;br /&gt;upon My cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For soon will come &lt;br /&gt;The day&amp;nbsp;you await&lt;br /&gt;and I will meet you at &lt;br /&gt;My gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are open&lt;br /&gt;for those who are weary&lt;br /&gt;death is gone&lt;br /&gt;and life becomes living&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-631142048730062698?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' title='Placed in My Heart'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/631142048730062698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=631142048730062698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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align="center"&gt;Once again we are having a Gala at work for a cause that is close to our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Toys for Tots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Approximately 1100 children in Belleville go without a Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All proceeds from ticket sales go to the Belleville Firefighters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus Shoppers Drug Mart will donate an additional $5.00 per ticket sold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help us Bless the children of our community&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wether you purchase a ticket or stop in to drop off a toy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The main need every year is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girls ages 9-12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to All&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for helping us support this worthy cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvjmAcf-coI/AAAAAAAAA2M/IW-z0QAtCNA/s1600-h/!cid_35CBFF6D83BF43DBACEA813023802AC1%40mona272e22f3cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402320648355607170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvjmAcf-coI/AAAAAAAAA2M/IW-z0QAtCNA/s400/!cid_35CBFF6D83BF43DBACEA813023802AC1%40mona272e22f3cf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-658834358668590600?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/658834358668590600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=658834358668590600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/658834358668590600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/658834358668590600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_11_09_archive.html#658834358668590600' title='Toys For Tots'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvjmAcf-coI/AAAAAAAAA2M/IW-z0QAtCNA/s72-c/!cid_35CBFF6D83BF43DBACEA813023802AC1%40mona272e22f3cf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-600666455401922336</id><published>2009-11-07T20:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:50:26.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Proud Family Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ordination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Permanent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Diaconate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my big brother Jeremy and 9 others were ordained as Catholic Deacons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy has been dedicated to his studies for 5 years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and today was a day of pride for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wished our parents could have been there to see this day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as Jeremy so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;eloquently&lt;/span&gt; put as he delivered the graduation &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;"For those who could not be here with us today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;they have the best seat in the house."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Preach it brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Praise God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So here are some pictures of our God filled family day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy and his family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His sons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew and Graeme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His wife Claire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeremy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and his daughter Emily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYe-n568tI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Wwa1xFV00a8/s1600-h/PB070014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401538864290132690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYe-n568tI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Wwa1xFV00a8/s400/PB070014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my Big Brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYe-QgYHiI/AAAAAAAAA18/Ng4v4JqQVa8/s1600-h/PB070015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401538858008976930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYe-QgYHiI/AAAAAAAAA18/Ng4v4JqQVa8/s400/PB070015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and sister Pat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeTvdJV7I/AAAAAAAAA10/Vo24V6Iz4pc/s1600-h/PB070016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401538127582549938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeTvdJV7I/AAAAAAAAA10/Vo24V6Iz4pc/s400/PB070016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeTYUXN7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/JkefUrAAFZ8/s1600-h/PB070017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401538121371695026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeTYUXN7I/AAAAAAAAA1s/JkefUrAAFZ8/s400/PB070017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but not least&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Big husband Steve and my Big brother Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeS8Yzd2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/rysM0y8WtE4/s1600-h/PB070018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401538113874130786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYeS8Yzd2I/AAAAAAAAA1k/rysM0y8WtE4/s400/PB070018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Moment'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SvYe-n568tI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Wwa1xFV00a8/s72-c/PB070014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-7212561550584267710</id><published>2009-11-05T12:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:39:00.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Yw1YlSVvK0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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the mall and we had a typical end of the day chit chat&lt;br /&gt;(mall talk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Must be nice to go home and relax I have to work till close"&lt;br /&gt;It was then I told her I wasn't done my day but was heading to Junior High&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You Go to church? You teach the kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you teach them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They let you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow I am seeing a different side to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your true colours who knew?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you know! I replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda bothered me a bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JH&lt;/span&gt; and Youth we were together we watched a video called Pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about Jesus and the Samaritan Woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I have never been married 5 times and then lived with #6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I was far from being pure as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Be it&lt;/span&gt; of the heart or physically or emotionally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but that was my past and Jesus knew my heart as He knows yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes we have free will but He is a patient God and His timing is always impeccable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So even when we don't see our potential in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;others don't see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God sees it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just as Jesus saw the Samaritans &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; need for self worth and acceptance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He took the time to go to her and let her know that there is a much greater love in this world than relying on mans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did this because.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NbS8JK4TS8Q&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/NbS8JK4TS8Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I was&lt;/span&gt; thinking about this day and the events that happened on my way home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God showed me through music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't He the Best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-4473105904061618889?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4473105904061618889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=4473105904061618889&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/4473105904061618889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/4473105904061618889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_10_28_archive.html#4473105904061618889' title='True Colours'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-6061786165166737561</id><published>2009-10-23T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:59:55.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a little brisk walking the dog this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't the crispness of the morning air that took my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being still and seeing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gods eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHtfvnfK_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/Ky0MLxZ45Xc/s1600-h/PA230001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854958180379634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHtfvnfK_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/Ky0MLxZ45Xc/s400/PA230001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHtfKCa9dI/AAAAAAAAA1U/E3esD5LDCUk/s1600-h/PA230004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854948092802514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHtfKCa9dI/AAAAAAAAA1U/E3esD5LDCUk/s400/PA230004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHte8JHbBI/AAAAAAAAA1M/n9qPJcEr7Jg/s1600-h/PA230010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854944362785810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHte8JHbBI/AAAAAAAAA1M/n9qPJcEr7Jg/s400/PA230010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHteXL38TI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fE5wTwDFNyw/s1600-h/PA230009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854934442242354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHteXL38TI/AAAAAAAAA1E/fE5wTwDFNyw/s400/PA230009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHso24ugrI/AAAAAAAAA08/66cWLYlG1g4/s1600-h/PA230008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854015238931122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHso24ugrI/AAAAAAAAA08/66cWLYlG1g4/s400/PA230008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHsoc7vy7I/AAAAAAAAA00/HftNFnpL5ek/s1600-h/PA230007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395854008272276402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHsoc7vy7I/AAAAAAAAA00/HftNFnpL5ek/s400/PA230007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHsnyXraTI/AAAAAAAAA0s/L8ZTRAFAVvA/s1600-h/PA230006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395853996846704946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHsnyXraTI/AAAAAAAAA0s/L8ZTRAFAVvA/s400/PA230006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-6061786165166737561?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6061786165166737561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=6061786165166737561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/6061786165166737561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/6061786165166737561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_10_23_archive.html#6061786165166737561' title='A Morning with God'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SuHtfvnfK_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/Ky0MLxZ45Xc/s72-c/PA230001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-7291928608699420560</id><published>2009-10-20T16:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:19:36.734-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sometimes I think funny things'/><title type='text'>THEY walk among us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you one of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Main Entry: 1them&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation: \(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)əm, ˈthem, after p, b, v, f, also əm\&lt;br /&gt;Function: pronoun&lt;br /&gt;Date: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; century objective case of &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/they"&gt;they&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 : &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/they"&gt;they&lt;/a&gt; 1 —used as object of a verb or preposition &lt;took&gt;&lt;gave&gt;2 : &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/those"&gt;those&lt;/a&gt; —used especially as antecedent to a relative pronoun &lt;the&gt;—used as the subject of a verb chiefly in nonstandard speech and for humorous effect (them is fighting words)&lt;them&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Ladies It 's a fact I think very strange things and this is one of them there times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Lady is walking through cosmetics and says to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I just posted a letter to England and it cost me $1.69. In 1969 when I moved here it didn't cost that much. Can you believe that? What is this world coming to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To which I replied I think it's kind of amazing that you can communicate with another person half way across the world for only $1.69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wrong &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt; Maureen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with a disgusted look on her face she said this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Oh you are one of THEM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which got me thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Does That Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there a group somewhere I haven't heard of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; make up a They?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: You know what "they" say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No! No I don't. Who are they? better yet who decided that "They" were right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where are these people?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do "They" look like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do "they" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lurk&lt;/span&gt; among us disguised as regular folk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I know is I am now apparently one of "Them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And initiation consisted of an observation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am now a part of a secret society!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do "they" have meetings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will I ever be privy to the secret handshake?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is different from the other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because we all know the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Group &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As they are recognizable by their cause&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you know this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; people call them "Those"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh you're one of those&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tree &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Huggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those Jesus freaks (heard that more than once)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those Right for Lifers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that have me baffled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so to be safe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I best not think about this anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you know what "THEY" say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If you think to much your head will explode"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-7291928608699420560?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7291928608699420560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=7291928608699420560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/7291928608699420560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/7291928608699420560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_10_20_archive.html#7291928608699420560' title='THEY walk among us'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-2176398575719752863</id><published>2009-10-12T22:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:24:57.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How He Delights In Giving Us Gifts</title><content type='html'>Well I have been having some struggles of late but this weekend the Lord with all His glory has really shown me grace and through His grace He has given me wisdom that will be cherished always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mo if you are going to talk the talk you best learn to walk the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked in many shoes,some too big and others way too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that was the same is that blisters were always a given.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to walk comfortably in the shoes that are meant for me and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have had some issues at work. Management on days can be less than &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;desireable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The tension is incredible and to have to listen to some real cruels words can be unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;Lord get me through them.&lt;br /&gt;It has been so bad that I wear a security device (which we all wear) ,however I chose pager 91 and the girls know this is mine to wear and they give it to me when I come in.&lt;br /&gt;Why 91?&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91: The Protection of the Most High&lt;br /&gt;It was spoken over me just over a year now.&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks I decided to take a situation into my own hands,feeling that I was right in every sense of the way.&lt;br /&gt;Humanly I believed I was&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually Ya not so much.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the wrong &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;authority&lt;/span&gt; first The owner.&lt;br /&gt;Then to other management but not to my direct manager after all she was part of the issue.&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what 12 days ago I was called into the office and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reprimanded&lt;/span&gt; by my manager.&lt;br /&gt;While being spoken to I was praying not to try and justify my actions and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not to open my big mouth unless there was kind words waiting to escape.&lt;br /&gt;"Lord blunt my tongue now more than ever"&lt;br /&gt;He Did&lt;br /&gt;I learned responsibility the hard way about the chain of command.&lt;br /&gt;What was really interesting the week prior we learned about this in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ISOM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to pray for my boss to not be afraid to show the inner beauty of her heart instead of&lt;br /&gt;Lord get me out of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we learned about patience in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ISOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not always patient with the desires of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;With that being said, now that my kitchen is done I now have the desire&lt;br /&gt;(ladies this is a first for me) to have cute little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;nicknack's&lt;/span&gt; in the kitchen. Just something to make it perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Well I saw it and stared at it for a week.&lt;br /&gt;This perfect decoration had one motive for me and one only.&lt;br /&gt;An in your face daily reminder for my family as my main desire is to have my husband and children come to know the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin advised me not to preach but to walk in the word and they will notice a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Anyhow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Steve and he said no it's $32.00 and we don't have the money this week maybe next week.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it now and was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; cause Mo just couldn't wait,which lead to some anger within I prayed Saturday night as I felt guilty for wanting such a monetary thing when bills needed to be paid.&lt;br /&gt;I told the Lord I didn't need this little thing as my true desire was my family believing in Him.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to work the mood was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; and it has been since the chat in the office.&lt;br /&gt;My boss and I worked together side by side and everything was calm serene and enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;As the day ended for her she picked up a few things and was headed out for her Thanksgiving dinner but she had one last stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Stop to my counter to give me the desire of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/StPh5eJkZNI/AAAAAAAAA0U/8n0jhvBR1Y0/s1600-h/PA120011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391901556354606290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/StPh5eJkZNI/AAAAAAAAA0U/8n0jhvBR1Y0/s400/PA120011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The tears flowed and the Praise and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;thankfulness&lt;/span&gt; began&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He gave me the desire of my heart through the most unlikely person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Manager&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He showed me the goodness in her heart and he taught me that I need to go to Him first &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;answeres&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He showed me the Chain of Command&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He showed me Praying for others in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;authority&lt;/span&gt;, for their job isn't as easy as we think it should be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First of all,I urge that petitions,prayers,intercessions,and thanksgivings be made for everyone,for kings and all those who are in authority,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;so that&lt;/span&gt; we may lead a tranquil and quiet life in all godliness and dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1Tim 2:1-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but most of all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He showed me the shoes that I need to be walking in, are the shoes He purposely and with love picked out for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shoes of Faith and Trust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When in those shoes no matter how wobbly I am He will never let me fall &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 Trust in the LORD and do what is good;dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture.4 Delight yourself in the LORD and he will give you the desires of your heart.5 Commit your way to the LORD;trust in Him and He will do this:6 He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn,the justice of your cause like the noonday sun.Psalm 37: 3-6&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/StPlmLn1afI/AAAAAAAAA0k/G_ihK8jkXBg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 117px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391905623010273778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/StPlmLn1afI/AAAAAAAAA0k/G_ihK8jkXBg/s400/images.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; High Heels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is The Way I feel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got The Sways and Reels&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I know I am Going Home &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-2176398575719752863?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2176398575719752863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=2176398575719752863&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2176398575719752863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2176398575719752863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_10_12_archive.html#2176398575719752863' title='Oh How He Delights In Giving Us Gifts'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/StPh5eJkZNI/AAAAAAAAA0U/8n0jhvBR1Y0/s72-c/PA120011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-1652107960556188866</id><published>2009-10-09T17:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:43:39.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Thankful For?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's Thanksgiving weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I have to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say this morning I woke up very irritable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My poor Husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My poor dog he didn't get to share mommies breakfast with her like he does every morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was from me not the dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I got into the shower I was thinking about why I was so miserable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hit me hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; anniversary of my mothers passing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this because I spoke about it all week as I couldn't believe it has been that long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hit me hard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a wake up call of sorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried like I had Thanksgiving Day 2005 the day she passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say my irritability was carried to my work place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt angry and jealous listening to customers well wishes for the weekend and their family plans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long story short&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gently reminded me that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many children grow up without mothers or fathers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am thankful to God for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;choosing my mother for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for giving her patience through the teen years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for speaking to my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for loving me when I am miserable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for gently correcting my attitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for forgiving me of my selfishness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for giving me courage to share my heart with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for my beautiful family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for placing people in my path to lead me back to Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for all my new found friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for forgiving me of my past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for teaching me there is a better life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for allowing me to speak into the lives of others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for allowing me to be a mother or grandmother to the children of our church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the P&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;astors&lt;/span&gt; of Desert Stream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and their wives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for their love grace and patience with me during my walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and boy have they been patient!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for loving me for who I am in Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but most of all for giving His only Son &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so that I may live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is so much to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p2M0GQOgYGg&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/p2M0GQOgYGg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-1652107960556188866?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1652107960556188866/comments/default' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-2893332944637250126</id><published>2009-10-08T21:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:31:22.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Finished</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well we are almost done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The flooring came today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The hallway, staircase and door was finished last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it's just the little things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trim on the walls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;new light fixtures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some 1/4 round along the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of course &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a new coffee maker and toaster and tea towels and cannisters and perhaps a special kitchen decoration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to match of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you ladies understand that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So how many years do you think I'll have to wait to do my back-livingroom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I know One Blessing at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PbZrp30I/AAAAAAAAA0E/5g7pcl7pR7Y/s1600-h/PA080004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403504922287938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PbZrp30I/AAAAAAAAA0E/5g7pcl7pR7Y/s400/PA080004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6Pak2PzUI/AAAAAAAAAz8/9LzRcU6Pmyg/s1600-h/PA080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403490739637570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6Pak2PzUI/AAAAAAAAAz8/9LzRcU6Pmyg/s400/PA080007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PZ0hGAjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/T9YhKVVQq4U/s1600-h/PA080005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403477766013490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PZ0hGAjI/AAAAAAAAAz0/T9YhKVVQq4U/s400/PA080005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PZcgYG9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/VScnCgmyY-8/s1600-h/PA080002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390403471320554450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PZcgYG9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/VScnCgmyY-8/s400/PA080002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-2893332944637250126?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2893332944637250126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=2893332944637250126&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2893332944637250126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2893332944637250126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_10_08_archive.html#2893332944637250126' title='Almost Finished'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Ss6PbZrp30I/AAAAAAAAA0E/5g7pcl7pR7Y/s72-c/PA080004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-3522680881059352980</id><published>2009-09-30T16:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T17:22:01.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 In 150 A Mother Daughter Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what do you get a daughter for her 30th Birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well a decision was made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A girls day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spa Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hair Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something unique and different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course this isn't for everyone and truthfully I didn't think it would be for me either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was something close to our hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we took a deep breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swallowed our fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clasped hands like Thelma and Louise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and went for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIHA_sgmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GASU3Fhhwig/s1600-h/P9300009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387369602117042786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIHA_sgmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GASU3Fhhwig/s400/P9300009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIGRNlJjI/AAAAAAAAAyc/2DKluhm5OfM/s1600-h/P9300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387369589290378802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIGRNlJjI/AAAAAAAAAyc/2DKluhm5OfM/s400/P9300004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIFx4G6xI/AAAAAAAAAyU/f-2AFnb1YTY/s1600-h/P9300007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387369580878818066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIFx4G6xI/AAAAAAAAAyU/f-2AFnb1YTY/s400/P9300007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIFYRHXvI/AAAAAAAAAyM/qwWgr_L3Tdw/s1600-h/P9300015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387369574004383474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIFYRHXvI/AAAAAAAAAyM/qwWgr_L3Tdw/s400/P9300015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 in every 150 children born are diagnosed with Autism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have 2 in our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what blessings they are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is for them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a day Liane and I will never forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-3522680881059352980?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3522680881059352980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=3522680881059352980&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3522680881059352980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3522680881059352980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_09_30_archive.html#3522680881059352980' title='2 In 150 A Mother Daughter Moment'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SsPIHA_sgmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/GASU3Fhhwig/s72-c/P9300009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-7316179977180784190</id><published>2009-09-26T12:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:30:48.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Preview for Vickie</title><content type='html'>Cupboards are up and painted&lt;br /&gt;still have to paint the wall board and put up trim&lt;br /&gt;and finish the hallway&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention I told Steve you can't have a new look to a kitchen if the hallway connecting it doesn't match.&lt;br /&gt;Our new flooring is being installed Oct 8th woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;I will post more pics after all is completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sr4_XypxQDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1P5Bvmas-pI/s1600-h/P9260001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385811882348199986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sr4_XypxQDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1P5Bvmas-pI/s400/P9260001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sr4_XWppUbI/AAAAAAAAAx8/YSK1VfYYfpE/s1600-h/P9110002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385811874831487410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sr4_XWppUbI/AAAAAAAAAx8/YSK1VfYYfpE/s400/P9110002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-7316179977180784190?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sr4_XypxQDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/1P5Bvmas-pI/s72-c/P9260001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-3598989095625467400</id><published>2009-09-15T22:40:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:53:56.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes Worth Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"A Person that cannot forgive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is a person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that has forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what they have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forgiven of "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Jesus forgave us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before we ever said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-3598989095625467400?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3598989095625467400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=3598989095625467400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3598989095625467400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/3598989095625467400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_09_15_archive.html#3598989095625467400' title='Quotes Worth Remembering'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-8829415468913170786</id><published>2009-09-11T18:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:10:41.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitchen Timer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqxUT2aUI8I/AAAAAAAAAxo/9k7zsiyWjTQ/s1600-h/P9120005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380768354801034178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqxUT2aUI8I/AAAAAAAAAxo/9k7zsiyWjTQ/s400/P9120005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever prayed for something and gave up after what you would consider too long of a wait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On May 19th 2005 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my husband tore apart our kitchen, then decided fixing the outside of the house to be more important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He didn't do that either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prayed for patience with his skills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for his stubborn pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strength not to hurt him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sure he prayed for me to stop whining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May 19th 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the phone rings a message left &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hi Steve it's me the kitchen just wanted to wish you a Happy 3rd Anniversary"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(My daughter has the best humour)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Steve did not agree&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;June 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It Hit me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hit me hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cupboard doors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My impatience and whining for 3 years completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STOPPED&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to Praise God for what I did have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a well intentioned man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who does all the grocery shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fills my doorless cupboards &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes my kitchen is ugly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;torn apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I am content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now am blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;September 12 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband is taking me kitchen renovation shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out with the old and in with the new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise God, for His timing is always perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know what I have learned during this past 4 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that is much more valuable than&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;any old kitchen or new for that matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking forward to sharing the finished product with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKDrvErOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Q93BEjZ2lTM/s1600-h/P9110002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380334869476060386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKDrvErOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/Q93BEjZ2lTM/s400/P9110002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKCzg0_mI/AAAAAAAAAww/yezD_1fW484/s1600-h/P9110003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380334854383926882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKCzg0_mI/AAAAAAAAAww/yezD_1fW484/s400/P9110003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKCL07PnI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aoA4KyfJFQk/s1600-h/P9110001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380334843730804338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqrKCL07PnI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aoA4KyfJFQk/s400/P9110001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8436733345544717569-8829415468913170786?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8829415468913170786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=8829415468913170786&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/8829415468913170786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/8829415468913170786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_09_11_archive.html#8829415468913170786' title='The Kitchen Timer'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SqxUT2aUI8I/AAAAAAAAAxo/9k7zsiyWjTQ/s72-c/P9120005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-2643383269546632263</id><published>2009-09-09T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:07:31.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Little Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe3I1B1rI/AAAAAAAAAwg/jpUCYrM1PhI/s1600-h/P9050038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379654056249775794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe3I1B1rI/AAAAAAAAAwg/jpUCYrM1PhI/s400/P9050038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Owen age 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe2VpzfzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/a0Hodf_-lVI/s1600-h/P8290030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379654042512490290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe2VpzfzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/a0Hodf_-lVI/s400/P8290030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mackenzie 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe1z5weII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nUqIcG5Htxs/s1600-h/P8290022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379654033452595330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe1z5weII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/nUqIcG5Htxs/s400/P8290022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myer 5 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8436733345544717569-2643383269546632263?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2643383269546632263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=2643383269546632263&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2643383269546632263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/2643383269546632263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_09_09_archive.html#2643383269546632263' title='Grandma&apos;s Little Blessings'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/Sqhe3I1B1rI/AAAAAAAAAwg/jpUCYrM1PhI/s72-c/P9050038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-4638821625882171339</id><published>2009-09-07T22:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:12:54.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of Our Heads</title><content type='html'>It may just be me but I have noticed of late alot of&lt;br /&gt;negativity&lt;br /&gt;rudeness&lt;br /&gt;and just plain cruelty of words not only in the enviroment I work in but I hear how parents speak to their children,children to their parents and how strangers react to each other.&lt;br /&gt;The news is full of horrific doings and death&lt;br /&gt;I see more shows on television about the occult and ghosts and "The Unexplained"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I have just started to notice as my heart gets closer to God and to what is right or if I have ignored the world and have finally just had enough.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why I really felt the need to share this with you either but the one thing I know of late is that my heart aches for this world.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been opened and there are days I just want to scream.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot and will not allow the world to dictate who I am or what I am supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;I allow Christ to dictate and show me who I am in Him and Him alone.&lt;br /&gt;He has shown me and I pray that He will show others wether through the the body of Christ or directly by His hand that it's time we all got Out of our Heads and into our Hearts&lt;br /&gt;for that is where He lives.&lt;br /&gt;My prayers are not only for this city but to be shouted out to every corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appologies if the first part of this video offends anyone but it's the world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/arPr5rlpuAc&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/arPr5rlpuAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8436733345544717569-4638821625882171339?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4638821625882171339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=4638821625882171339&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/4638821625882171339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/4638821625882171339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_09_07_archive.html#4638821625882171339' title='Out Of Our Heads'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8436733345544717569.post-7748302887957576711</id><published>2009-08-24T23:58:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:02:03.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Tapestry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SpNtd4CWqrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/tXPWdKjJ-Fs/s1600-h/gods_tapestry%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373759140409027250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SpNtd4CWqrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/tXPWdKjJ-Fs/s400/gods_tapestry%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Finest Tapestry takes paitence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the ability to wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for each thread to support the bigger picture and the larger purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And in the fearless reckless pursuit of intimate love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is not the destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's the journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Once again through music I ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Concentrating on the lyrics above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I imagine the tapestry of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I imagine God sewing into me day by day His Glory and unconditional Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Making me into His perfect Tapestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;(The first two lines)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;His Love and patience unimaginable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Then I picture the next two lines and how we as humans have searched for the perfect intimate Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fearlessly and recklessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This is when we focussed strictly on the "destination" in our lives getting lost along the way and never knowing the greater purpose for our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Imagine not having God in your life to mend the hurts the pain the love or the lack there of. What would our tapestries would look like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I couldn't sew a stitch or mend a rip on my own,but with guidance and patience from The Great Teacher I imagine all the possibilies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Now Imagine those who deny or who need physical proof there is a God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We try to sew into their lives and sometimes we manage a stitch or two,other times we drop a stitch or two and it can be so frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Have you given up sewing because of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Perhaps sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What does God see when we do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What happens to their tapestry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Better yet what happens to our tapestry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I take comfort in knowing that God will mend the dropped stitch with His Grace and teach us once again how to sew with patience but we must try to focus solely on our teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For we are His threads that support the bigger picture.&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/8436733345544717569-7748302887957576711?l=maurnseysworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7748302887957576711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8436733345544717569&amp;postID=7748302887957576711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/7748302887957576711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8436733345544717569/posts/default/7748302887957576711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maurnseysworld.blogspot.com/2009_08_24_archive.html#7748302887957576711' title='God&apos;s Tapestry'/><author><name>Maureen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18208671061877981706</uri><email>latenightwith@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03196852935633147049'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgU9Ib4Aj-o/SpNtd4CWqrI/AAAAAAAAAwI/tXPWdKjJ-Fs/s72-c/gods_tapestry%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>