<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561</id><updated>2012-02-02T03:57:27.179-05:00</updated><category term='Online Bible Studies'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Saturation Saturdays'/><category term='Christian Living'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Parenting'/><category term='Health and Well-Being'/><category term='New Baby In The Family'/><category term='My Musings'/><category term='Blogger Tag'/><category term='contest winners'/><category term='Home Life'/><category term='She Speaks 2008'/><category term='A Revelation of the Simple Life Series'/><title type='text'>Threshold Moments</title><subtitle type='html'>Recognizing God's Voice In The Chaos Of Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8020433069293902453</id><published>2010-07-24T20:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T20:29:37.226-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>God Is So Good!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just love it when I can feel God working all around me! It is exciting, refreshing and keeps me full of anticipation! Makes me look forward to waking up in the mornings to see what He is gonna do next!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Do you feel Him working in your life today? I certainly hope you do. I do know, though that there are scores of people who wonder where God is right now because they definitely don't feel Him working in their lives at this moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced times like that too. We all have. Last year at this time, I had just endured the loss of my precious Daddy after a battle with cancer. I did NOT exactly feel God working right then, but I knew He was. I had seen miracles and blessings all around me, but I was too numb to actually feel them. Looking back, I can see even more blessings than I did at the time, but the pain still stings my soul. It always will. But God, in His awesomeness has used That pain for His Glory and my healing!  The thing I want to get across to you today, friend, is that GOD IS ALWAYS at work behind the scenes, even when you don't FEEL Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read Exodus 33:18-23? It goes like this. Moses was on the side of the mountain and he so badly wanted to see the Glory of God. He was actually having a conversation with God Himself and asked ever so humbly to see Him face to face. God replied by telling Moses that His Glory was so powerful and incomprehensible that no person could see Him face to face and live. But, God loved Moses so much He made a way to honor his request. Here is what He did; He allowed Moses to stand behside Him on a rock and God covered Moses with His mighty hand while He passed right by him. Then the coolest thing ever happened, God removed the covering of His hand from Moses and allowed Moses to see His back after He had passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, friends, God is there beside you. You may not see Him or even feel His presence right now, but know that He has got you covered!! And, one thing is for certain...you might not see His face, but you will sure know when He has been there!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay your pains, fears and concerns at His feet and let Him work on your behalf. He loves you just as much as He loved Moses and wants to honor your requests for experiencing His Glory. Close your eyes, imagine Him covering you with His hand and be ready to see the results He leaves behind!!  May God Bless You Today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8020433069293902453?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8020433069293902453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8020433069293902453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8020433069293902453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8020433069293902453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/god-is-so-good.html' title='God Is So Good!!!!!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-5479282531329124541</id><published>2010-07-22T16:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T16:15:17.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*ABL-Women*Abundant and Balanced Living!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abl-women.webs.com/apps/webstore/products/show/1608027"&gt;*ABL-Women*Abundant and Balanced Living!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit here to order my new book "Lord Of The Rain"! &lt;br /&gt;Lord Of The Rain: Embracing The Rainbows In The Midst Of The Storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to take the time to read this wonderfully encouraging  book  By Starr LaPradd if you have ever found yourself facing a storm. Maybe you are riding one out right now. It could be cancer, financial issues, job loss, or even panic attacks. No matter what your situation, this family's story will show you how to enjoy the rainbows, even when things get rough and life throws you thunder and lightening. Learn how to focus on the big picture in the midst of your downpour and remember God is carrying you all the way. No matter how overwhelmed you may feel, God is majestically good and wants the best for His children. The sun always appears more brilliant after the rains come, so grab your sunglasses and get ready for the journey!  138 pages. Book includes a dvd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$17.00  PAYPAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-5479282531329124541?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://abl-women.webs.com/apps/webstore/products/show/1608027' title='*ABL-Women*Abundant and Balanced Living!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5479282531329124541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=5479282531329124541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5479282531329124541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5479282531329124541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2010/07/abl-womenabundant-and-balanced-living.html' title='*ABL-Women*Abundant and Balanced Living!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2850107772966527882</id><published>2010-06-07T17:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:52:52.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Encouraging Words</title><content type='html'>I am almost finished with a book I have been writing for months. Because of that, I have been away from my bloggy friends here for entirely too long and I have missed you. Even though I haven't posted for so long, I have continued to receive many touching comments from new and regular readers. It's nice to know I am still loved and serving others even in my absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the weekly Bible Study I teach, we have been taking time each day to encourage and pray for each other. That is something we all tend to neglect in our all-too-busy lives. But, God has always known just how inportant it is to encourage and be an encourager. He tells us in Hebrews 10:24-25:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And let us consider how we may spur each other on toward love and good deeds. Let us not give up meeting together as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another- and all the more as you see the day approaching."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed in that I have many people who love and encourage me on a regular basis. I hope you do too. But even if you don't you have a Father in heaven who adores you so much that He gave His only Son that you may have eternal life as well as have an abundant life here on this earth to enjoy and savor. I pray that you will seek a closer relationship with Him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, God inhabits the praises of His people! When we praise Him, He graces us with his presence. When we praise and encourage others, we ourselves become more aware of Him and the effects of his loving-kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go find someone to lift up right now. We all need a boost every now and then. And, much thanks to my special friends who encourage me every time they see me. You know who you are and I appreciate the "boost".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-2850107772966527882?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2850107772966527882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=2850107772966527882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2850107772966527882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2850107772966527882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2010/06/encouraging-words.html' title='Encouraging Words'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8480440952729506380</id><published>2010-01-08T12:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:20:22.247-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Sometimes Saying Nothing Makes The Best Statement</title><content type='html'>This morning I felt like a very ineffective mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seven year old son loves to pick fights with me, and today was no different. When he does not get his own way, he blows up. I can understand that is a symptom of his ADHD, but understanding does not make it any easier. At least not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has such a good spirit about him. He cares about people and loves with his whole heart. It's just hard for him to follow the rules, which can make a momma look bad to onlookers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his home school co-op classes today, he wanted to stay and play with his buddies. That is all good, except for the fact that after class is not the time or the place for running around and playing in the building while other classes are still in session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when I summoned him to get his backpack and leave with me, World War Three began. As usual after calling his name, chasing him around and giving him "the look", I told him goodbye and headed for the door. Finally he followed, as he usually does, but he was filled to the brim with hatred for me, the one who had destroyed his fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the short ride home, he said many not-so-nice words to me. I announced in a calm voice that there would be no privileges for him for the rest of the day; No video games, no television, and no skateboarding or bike riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That only fueled the fire of his anger and the hurtful words began to spew from his little dimpled mouth even louder. Instead of more rules and whys and why-nots, I decided to keep silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into our driveway and I unlocked the front door, giving him no response whatsoever. I just pointed to his room and he quietly went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, he didn't know what to think. He wasn't getting a reaction from me. What did that mean? He was stunned by my silence. The Holy Spirit prompted me to remain quiet. I was struggling to obey with every fiber of my being, but inside, my heart raced with guilt, frustration and anger at his harsh words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later, the silence emitting from his room was deafening, so I went in to see what he was up to. There he sat, in his bean bag, holding his open Bible and a family picture album on his lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me with repentant love in his eyes. My heart melted as I stood there and watched him write down something on a piece of paper. In his own seven-year-old-boy-script, he had written the words "I 'poligize, Mom. Do you forgiv me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never speaking a word, I gave him a hug and he squeezed me back with all his might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence was hard for both of us, but after the negative words that had been aired earlier, the silence felt good; So did the unspoken knowledge of forgiveness and love between us. God's presence was definitely with us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe today is your day to keep silent. Those raging thoughts you have do not necessarily need to be spoken. Hold your tongue just for today and see what happens. It may be the most effective comment you have ever made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore He who is prudent will keep silence in such a time, for it is an evil time. Seek (inquire for and require) good and not evil that you may live, and so the Lord, the God of hosts, will be with you, as you have said." (Amos 5:13-14 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By a long forbearance and calmness of spirit a judge or ruler is persuaded, and soft speech breaks down the most bonelike resistance." (Proverbs 25:15 AMP)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8480440952729506380?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8480440952729506380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8480440952729506380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8480440952729506380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8480440952729506380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-saying-nothing-makes-best.html' title='Sometimes Saying Nothing Makes The Best Statement'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7646015432121241596</id><published>2009-11-19T12:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:07:44.752-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Life'/><title type='text'>No Condemnation</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean when things are hard,like the current economic situation most of us are in, being a stay-at-home mom feels kinda weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked since I was 15 years old until this past year. God revealed to me that my responsibility was to be a mom to my child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants me to teach Austin the ways of righteousness and be available to him with my undivided attention. Believe it or not, this is the hardest job I have ever had. It is, however, the only job I have ever desired. That is, since becoming a mother. It just never seemed possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When resources are scarce, it takes a lot of faith to stay at home day after day knowing that if I went out and got a job, relief would be in sight. But, when I even so much as entertain the thought, my peace begins to drift away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting peace be my umpire...you know...allowing the presence of peace to call the shots, has been the guiding light for me. It has never led me wrong so far. No peace equals no moving on my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it has been rather enlightening to trust God utterly and completely for every single need our family has. My husband works hard daily to provide for us, but we have learned that God alone is our provider and He will NEVER fall short!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are just to stay where God has put us until we receive different directions. Even when it gets trying. Even when we get tempted to take things into our own hands and solve the problems. Even when we cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has God placed you? Has He called you to be in a specific place right now that you are unsure of? Are you having to rely on Him for everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is where you are, then you are in the right place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where He wants us; totally dependent on Him and Him only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's truly a good place to be. Excitement comes when we wake up every morning and expectantly wait to see what He has in store for us today! It is amazing to see what He does when we give it all to Him. When we loosen our grip on life and He holds the reigns, wonderful blessings are showered on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On those days when I get overwhelmed and discouraged, just one look into my child's eyes confirms to me that I am surely in the right place at the appointed time. All the "I love you, mom" and "You're the best" statements from that little dimpled smile say it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilt is not something that God sends our way. Conviction is. I was convicted of being a too-busy parent. I obeyed. God has provided. No guilt necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, bloom where He has planted you. Trust Him with the details. He NEVER fails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7646015432121241596?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7646015432121241596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7646015432121241596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7646015432121241596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7646015432121241596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-feel-guilty.html' title='No Condemnation'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-5148966719477409918</id><published>2009-10-09T23:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:55:09.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Being A Survivor</title><content type='html'>Today I walked in the rain. It wasn't wet when we started out, but it was before we finished. I walk with a group of wonderful gals every week for a time of fellowship and encouragement. It helps us get through the week a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to put on my daddy's shirt this morning. It is the one he got at the Relay For Life Cancer Walk earlier this year. It says "SURVIVOR" in big letters all across the back. I wear that shirt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was with him on that walk. He was fighting the battle of his life at that particular time. We all were. When someone you love has cancer, the whole family gets it in a sense. It's what you live, breath, and ingest for as long as the disease endures. It's a walk that no one chooses to take, but once you get on the path, you can't just step off. You gotta keep walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wore that shirt proudly. I always do. Maybe some folks see it and think I am the survivor. Maybe in some sense, I am. My daddy went on in early July to make his new home in heaven. He went out smiling and full of joy. He most assuredly survived!! He is living in eternity with the King of Kings and Lord of Lords!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I am left here to continue to fight the battles of every day life. His purple SURVIVOR shirt reminds me to keep on keepin' on. It reminds me that no matter how hard the walk gets, I can make it. How do I know that for sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have a Savior that walks with me. He walks on each side to protect me. He walks before me to prepare the way. He walks behind me to cover my back. He holds me up with His Righteous Right Hand of Love. That's encouraging, people! That increases my determination to make it through all the trials that come my way. That gives me the security I need when doubts try to creep in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your walk leading you? Are you a survivor? Know you are not trudging along by yourself. Other people have been just where you are right now. God WILL get you through, no matter what the outcome is. Trust me, I know. Just because you get wet along the way, doesn't mean you won't finish your walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has brought me and my family through. He escorted my daddy to his new home. He is on the sidelines waiting to escort you to your next season of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk on, my friend. Wear your SURVIVOR shirt! Live like a survivor! Expect to be a SURVIVOR!! You are!! We all are if we believe God's got us covered. And, I am willing to bet you all I have and all I am that He does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-5148966719477409918?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5148966719477409918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=5148966719477409918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5148966719477409918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5148966719477409918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-survivor.html' title='Being A Survivor'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3279573111828776252</id><published>2009-09-14T18:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:41:13.243-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Unity</title><content type='html'>It's funny how, if you give in, and let everyone be who they are, life is so much easier. I have tried so hard to manage my homeschool day in such a way that we are schedule oriented. I decided that was the best possible scenario for an ADHD child. But, ya know what? I have found that is NOT the best thing for MY child or ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best perks of homeschooling in the first place is letting your child be who God created them to be. I should know that after 14 years of homeschooling, but I guess I have to be reminded every once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you caught yourself trying to re-invent someone close to you just so they would fit in with your own ideas of perfection? I admit I have done it quite often. Not really intentionally, but nevertheless, I have done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest son is the total opposite personality from me. We are night and day; Oil and water. But, there is one thing we share; love and lots of it. That is enough common ground to work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, my way is NOT always the best way. Even when it comes to my children. It is hard to admit to your child when you have messed up. But, they always accept your honesty with love and forgiveness. Mine do anyway. Try it. Yours probably will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days have been a 180 degree turn from where we were a couple of weeks ago. All because I have stopped being so set in my ways and I have allowed my child to learn in a way that is comfortable to him. He has retained so much more information this way. It has been an enlightening experience for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This approach works for every relationship in your life, not just homeschooling. Let your husband be himself. Let your parents be themselves. Let your best friend be herself. And, the best part of all, do NOT be afraid to be who YOU are. So much more can be accomplished when we all work together accepting each other's flaws and imperfections. As long as we have the same goal, we can co-exist cheerfully. We may just have different ways of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God places certain people in your life to compliment who you are. Let them do it. As Christians, we most likely have many common goals. We are here to support each other. To encourage each other. If you are having relationship woes, maybe you are falling short in one of those areas. Maybe your communication is lacking in openness and sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But, I urge you and entreat you, brethren, by the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, that all of you be in perfect harmony and full agreement in what you say, and that there be no dissensions or factions or divisions among you, but that you be perfectly united in your common understanding and in your opinions and judgements." &lt;br /&gt;(1 Corinthians 1:10 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is no room for and there can be neither Greek nor Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, nor slave or free man; but Christ is all and is in all. Clothe yourselves therefore, as God's own chosen ones (His own picked representatives), who are purified and holy and well-loved [by God Himself, by putting on behavior marked by] tenderhearted pity and mercy, kind feeling, a lowly opinion of yourselves, gentle ways and patience [which is tireless and long-suffering, and has the power to endure whatever comes, with good temper]. " (Colossians 3:11-12 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your temper even? Has it flared lately? Do you have mercy on others, or are you quick to expect much and judge often? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made each of us individually, just the way He desired. We are hand-sculpted by the Master Artist. Enjoy the creativity of the Father. Look at those around you as works of art and accept them as they are. Unity is wonderful and peace swiftly follows. Experience both today with those you love, as well as those who rub you the wrong way. That's God's will for His children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3279573111828776252?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3279573111828776252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3279573111828776252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3279573111828776252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3279573111828776252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-funny-how-if-you-give-in-and-let.html' title='Unity'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-4335509238476523719</id><published>2009-07-23T21:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:38:31.148-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Losses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SmkehImgb4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifoGU-hldXQ/s1600-h/07-14-2009+02%3B54%3B33PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SmkehImgb4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifoGU-hldXQ/s200/07-14-2009+02%3B54%3B33PM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361850385954795394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been here to visit with you, I have faced a lot of losses. Losses are hard things. Hard on your mental capacities. Hard on you physically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard on your heart. &lt;br /&gt;Mine is currently broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most horrific loss I have endured is the passing of my precious daddy. I have watched him battle cancer for the past seven months. In spite of all the disappointments along the way, I feel blessed to have been able to watch him blossom spiritually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, he was the perfect embodiment of 2 Corinthians 4:16-18. "So we do not give up. Our physical body is becoming older and weaker, but our spirit inside us is made new everyday. We have small troubles for a while now, but they are helping us gain an eternal glory that is much greater than the troubles. We set our eyes not on what we see but on what we cannot see. What we see will last only a short time, but what we cannot see will last forever." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my daddy stayed focused on the unseen. He didn't see the weakening effects of the chemotherapy. He never discussed the pain he must have endured. He actually enjoyed his newly discovered, bald, perfectly-round head. He looked forward to witnessing to every person he encountered with each hospital and doctor's visit. He was a beacon of light for his church family. He continued to care for those around him and to meet every need that he was capable of. He saw a bright future for himself. He made sure those he loved saw it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 1, 2009, he spent the day going in and out of consciousness. When he was alert, he spoke about what a beautiful family we were. He joked around with the grand kids. He repeatedly expressed his pride and joy in each of us. He smiled as long as he was physically able to do so. He questioned our sad countenance. He grasped hands and hearts with every ounce of love in his being. He made positively sure we knew how deeply he cared for each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours later, as each breath became a struggle so intense, I could bare to watch no longer, I heeded God's leading within my spirit and let my daddy go. I had encouraged him to fight for the past few months. Somehow, I now knew the fight was over. I leaned to his ear and spoke how proud I was of him. How he had been the best father a girl could ever have wished for. How he had fought a good fight. Most of all, how he WAS receiving the healing we had all so earnestly prayed for. I gave him my blessing on taking that healing and joining his Creator in the land of his reward. Hardest of all, I kissed him, and spoke the words "I love you, daddy" one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning on July 2, 2009, as I laid across my daddy's chest in his hospital bed, I literally felt him embark on his new journey. A strange peace overcame me as I became so intensely aware of his passing over. I knew in my heart that He was in the presence of our God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, those unseen things that My daddy had stayed focused on were in his line of vision! He had finished the race with flying colors! He was at the feet of Jesus and, without a doubt, in total awe of his new dwelling place! As the song says, "I can only imagine"!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him terribly. Not a day goes by that I don't shed some tears. My heart is still broken. Maybe it always will be. I don't know. But, I do know that I have been blessed beyond measure with a wonderful family. I am going to live each day to it's fullest. I am going to enjoy my life and all God has given me stewardship over. I am going to follow my daddy's lead and invest in the lives of those around me every chance I get. And, above all, I hope to honor and please my God with every decision, every breath, and every move I make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, losses only leave room for gain. Losses should never be counted or measured. Only faith. May your faith be multiplied. I know mine certainly has been.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God, for my Daddy's life. And, thank you Daddy, for showing me God in the most vivid ways possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-4335509238476523719?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4335509238476523719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=4335509238476523719' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4335509238476523719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4335509238476523719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/07/losses.html' title='Losses'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SmkehImgb4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/ifoGU-hldXQ/s72-c/07-14-2009+02%3B54%3B33PM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8613543744637098544</id><published>2009-05-04T19:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:15:23.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Love Notes</title><content type='html'>I haven't been home much lately. My daddy is battling cancer right now and I have been traveling back and forth to the coast to be with my parents. I was away all week last week, and as I was preparing to leave for the trip last Monday, I got an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I had felt that my time away from my husband was leaving an empty space in our family. My bright idea was in effect an effort to let him know how much he is loved, even though I was not there in person to tell him every morning. As I got out of the shower, the bathroom mirror was steamed over and I took the opportunity to write a love note to him with my finger over the fogged glass. I knew it would show up every time he got out of the shower all week long while I was gone. He would be able to read my "hidden message" and know I was thinking of and missing him. Am I brilliant or what!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked on the phone every day, but I never mentioned the mirror endeavor. I was sure he'd seen it though. After all, how could he miss the huge words scrolled all over the mirror right in front of his face? I felt good inside about the message I had left behind to greet him every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally returned home late in the evening yesterday and after cleaning the house up a bit and doing a few loads of laundry, I decided to take a shower to relax before hitting the bed for the night. It was then that I remembered the love note as I saw it appear magically before me on the fogged up glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled to myself at my cleverness and proceeded to the bedroom. I couldn't stand his lack of response any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you think of the note I left for you on the mirror, honey?", I asked my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What note?", He replied, in typical man fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean you didn't see it? Come here and look. How could you have missed it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we both walked into the bathroom, there it was, as plain as the nose on your face, but amazingly, my husband was seeing it for the very first time! He was surprised that he had missed it, but in his defense, he was correct in admitting that he doesn't even fully wake up until he gets halfway to work! He was so busy running around every morning trying to get ready, that the love note in front of him never even got noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, God has a love note for you every morning also. He gives you a brand new day to be alive and serve Him and make a difference in the world. He gives you breath and the ability to help others. He fills every day with blessings and all sorts of demonstrations of His love for His children. Are you too busy to see them? Are you sleep-walking through your day missing all He has in store for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is right there in front of your face! He loves you with an everlasting unfailing love. He wants you to know it. He longs to tell you and see your response. He never wants for you to go even one minute without feeling that engulfing love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow when you get up, stay on the lookout all day long for those love notes. They will make your day, let me tell you! They are there in plain sight, you just have to notice them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8613543744637098544?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8613543744637098544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8613543744637098544' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8613543744637098544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8613543744637098544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-notes.html' title='Love Notes'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-4732382875940247393</id><published>2009-04-03T12:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:51:14.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>A Season Of Change</title><content type='html'>Fresh and new. That is how everything around me appears today. It has rained for days. Clouds have covered the skies and dreariness has prevailed. Thank God it is over for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been just the same. Darkness has been the normal course of most every day. Changes came that were unwelcome. Funny how those intruders can sometimes turn out to be just what is needed to bring refreshment to a weary soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, flowers are in bloom all around me. Grass is green from the rains. The air seems cleaner somehow as the sun shines brightly over the earth. Dark clouds have been replaced by beautiful snow white shapes in the sky. The heavens are smiling and so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former ways are being consumed by a new thing. The dross is being revealed and tossed away. The birth of a new attitude and new opportunities are on the horizon. How wonderful that the end result will be a deeper righteousness; a deeper and more effective servant's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching and waiting; stunned with wonder at what I can already see. God is working and something beyond my comprehension is about to take place. Positive change has come and will continue to be manifested in the life of my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my expectation, I ponder why we resist change with such vigor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change always requires repentance. Change asks us to give up things that are sometimes very near and dear to us. Change brings refreshment, though. Even if it takes us through storms we want to avoid. There is goodness is everything that God filters into our lives. It all has to get by Him before it reaches us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like today, the rains will eventually subside for a season. The sun will shine brightly again and new life will be waiting to reveal itself to us in a spectacular fashion. We can walk in the promises of our Creator God, The Great I AM, where there is only light(1 John 1:6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for the storms, for without them there would be no refreshment. Life is hard, but God is good. Jesus said to David, a man who endured many storms, that one who lives in righteousness and in awe of God is "like the light of morning at sunrise on a cloudless morning, like the brightness after rain that brings the grass from the earth." (Samuel 23:2-4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David knew what the prophet Jeremiah spoke of, that "Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is (His) faithfulness." (Lamentations 3:23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth takes change. Growth is what is required of us as Christians. Growth is a good thing. "We know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose." (Romans 8:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good, friends! Great works are happening all around you! Get ready, for positive change is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read also Habakkuk 1:5 and Ephesians 4:22-24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day in the Lord Jesus Christ today and every day!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-4732382875940247393?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4732382875940247393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=4732382875940247393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4732382875940247393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4732382875940247393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/04/season-of-change.html' title='A Season Of Change'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3994491581496145165</id><published>2009-03-08T22:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:23:01.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Life'/><title type='text'>Comforts of Home</title><content type='html'>Spring is in the air here in North Carolina. Not sure how long it will stay, but it has been an absolutely glorious weekend!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, we have recently moved. It has taken us 2 months to get our house in order. When we bought it, it was in dire straits, but now we almost have it like we want it. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the beautiful weather we had this weekend, I finally got a jump on the outside of our new home. It was in rough shape. After a long hard look (allowed by the warm air and sunshine), I was able to determine what needed to be done in order to improve it. I spent all day yesterday raking mounds and mounds of leaves, shoveling dirt and moving rocks. Much to my surprise, we have a lovely patio that I wasn't sure even existed! I jokingly ran into the house and announced to my family that I had "found our backyard"! They were just as surprised as me when they went out to view my discovery! It is amazing what years of neglect can do to a property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new house was most certainly neglected by it's previous owners, but lots of elbow grease, determination, and love, and it is slowing changing into a place that feels good to us; A place that feels like home, inside and out. When your life begins to feel not-so-great, maybe a few things are being neglected. Maybe now is a good time to step back and take a good hard look at your surroundings. Do you see your Creator anywhere? Have you been speaking to Him? Listening to Him? Neglecting Him? Sit a spell and have a one-on-one conversation with Him. You may just find a whole new place of comfort that you never even knew existed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning that home really is where the heart is. That sounds cliche', I know, but it is so true. Now that I have experienced living in 3 different places since December, I realize that home is not a structure or a building of any sort, it is wherever my family is with me. My family is what fills my heart. My God is what fills my heart. Both were with me every step of the way. Neither ever left me feeling neglected. For that I am truly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing you determination, love and a heart filled with a sense of home.&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3994491581496145165?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3994491581496145165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3994491581496145165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3994491581496145165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3994491581496145165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/comforts-of-home.html' title='Comforts of Home'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8108823987976262139</id><published>2009-03-05T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:15:14.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Evidence</title><content type='html'>"Tattoo Me On You". I remember hearing a Heavy Metal Christian song with those lyrics. Don't know who recorded it, but I really liked it. I can hum it it my head, but since you can't get in my head, I won't be able to sing it for you. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring that up because my 19 year old son,Chase, got a tattoo today. Actually, I think it's pretty cool. This is a son that, as a child, had to be practically hog-tied to receive a shot or even a throat check from the doctor. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks awesome! It is a cross with a treble clef running through it. That just says "Chase" to me. It tells the story of who he is. He is deeply devoted to Christ and to his love of music. He eagerly uses his musical gifts to glorify God and to worship Him in a profound way. If I had a digital camera that was working, I would take a picture of it for you. Maybe soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people have a variety of opinions when it comes to putting permanent markings on the body that God gave us. I do too. I don't think certain tattoos are appropriate at all. Nor do I think an over-abundant amount of them on one person is becoming. But,I am proud to the core that my son chose to demonstrate his love for God by permanently marking his arm with a distinguishing design that just says "I Love Jesus and I Will Serve Him With My Talents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tattoo shop we patronized is actually owned and operated by a member of our church. Isn't that amazing!? I would gladly recommend them to anyone who asked as they are very reliable and trustworthy to work with. It was just an entirely "God Thing" experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brings to mind a verse from Galatians 6:17. "....I bear on my body the [brand] marks of the Lord Jesus Christ [the wounds, scars, and other outward evidence of persecutions-these testify to His ownership of me! " (AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Chase will be persecuted by some for having gotten the tattoo. I am more sure, though, that he will proudly display it as a banner of God's ownership of his soul and body. And, above all, I am sure glad that God blessed me with a son that I am pleased with; One who lives as an example of what God can accomplish in a life willing to surrender to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What outward evidence of His ownership of you are you displaying today? Maybe it's your godly attitude. Maybe it's your smile or your willingness to help another human being. Think about it and be proud to wear that banner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8108823987976262139?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8108823987976262139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8108823987976262139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8108823987976262139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8108823987976262139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/evidence.html' title='Evidence'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-5788659991989742896</id><published>2009-03-02T13:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:22:01.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>Frigid. Bright. Sunny. Mushy. This is today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy. Sleepy. Snug. Secure. Comfortable. This is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entire family at home together. Unusual. This is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing my parents who are four hours away. This is today and this is tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry. Bored. Burned out on television. This is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down to finally go play outside with my six year-old. This is hard on an old soul. This is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refreshed. Glad to be alive. Vibrant in spirit. This is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping you the good comfy spot in your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-5788659991989742896?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5788659991989742896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=5788659991989742896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5788659991989742896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5788659991989742896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-6287226979509213924</id><published>2008-12-23T11:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:45:55.638-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I'm Still Standing</title><content type='html'>Regardless of popular belief, I am still here. In spite of all I am facing right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update you all so I won't risk loosing you altogether. I hope I'm not too late. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sold our home and have moved into a very small condo that my mother-in-law owns. We are living out of boxes and piled on top of each other, but thankful to have been blessed with a place to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new place of permanent residence is hanging in the balance as we await home inspections, appraisals, loan officers and underwriters to see things in a positive light and find favor with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving weekend, we took my dad to the emergency room because he was acting a little disoriented, sluggish and complaining of headaches The doctors dropped a bombshell and told us they suspected brain cancer. He was transported to Baptist Hospital (a wonderful healing place from which I now sit at a computer in the family resource room in order to catch you up) where he stayed for one week, was released and has now began radiation treatments. The cancer has spread to his lungs as well. They are currently treating only the brain because it is the most severe of the two and they are attempting to reduce the extreme swelling there. Next step will be to treat the lungs with radiation and chemo. We are expecting a miracle and hope you will join us in that prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a regular reader of my blog, you know we have witnessed some totally miraculous healing miracles this year, so I'm sure God can give us one more and heal my daddy. I am not ready to lose him just yet. He is only 65 years old and has lots of love and life and a positive attitude to share with the world. His name is Gary Clodfelter. Mention him as you pray every day if you find it in your heart to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to this, I got a severe case of bronchitis, my little one got a bad cold and a stomach bug, my oldest is struggling with anxiety, my sister has been sick with a severe cold and an infected tooth, my husband is stressing over our family struggles, my mom is just trying to stand on God's promises (as we all are), I had to find a new home for our family dogs whom we loved deeply and have had for many years because we have no place for them with us right now, and to top it all off, my 6 year old's hermit crab died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now that I have thoroughly depressed you, I want to tell you to smile! I am still smiling. I am still hoping and waiting for God to do His work in this storm of life because I am holding on to Romans 8:28 and Jeremiah 29:11. I know he will work it all out for our good and we will come through as stronger and more effective witnesses for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us to stand firm and see God's deliverance. Not to be afraid and not to be discouraged. He is with us wherever we go. (2 Chronicles 20:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM standing! I am strong in Him! But, in all honesty, I am leaning slightly. Though, I WILL NOT Fall because my Savior is behind me all the way and will support me with His strength when I am at my weakest. I wait expectantly to see what He has for me in the future and am excited at the possibilities that are ahead of me and my family. Good things are on the horizon!! I can see the flicker of the sun in the distance! Do you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand strong with me and lift up your prayers on our behalf. We are traveling daily to the hospital for daddy's treatments and are running on fumes from our exhaustion. Even though I am so very tired, I am enjoying the time with my parents every day. I woudln't trade that for the world. I am praying for all of you as well and will try to keep you posted as I am able. I currently have no internet access except for at this hospital. Praise God they offer it here. Just another small blessing in the midst of the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the God of all grace, who called you to His eternal glory in Christ,after you have suffered for a little while, will Himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. To Him be the power forever and ever! (1 Peter 5:10-11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderfully blessed Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all dearly!&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-6287226979509213924?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6287226979509213924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=6287226979509213924' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6287226979509213924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6287226979509213924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-standing.html' title='I&apos;m Still Standing'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7571666174564970681</id><published>2008-10-30T20:12:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:55:54.044-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>The Spirit Of Fear</title><content type='html'>Ok.....Now that you all know that I'm not so great at playing the Waiting Game, I have another confession to make. I am a big scaredy-cat. Yes I am. Though, Not scared of ghosts and goblins and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me put it this way: Not knowing what the future holds is not only irritating me from the "waiting" standpoint, it is slightly freaking me out in a scary sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't trust God to take care of me and my family. It is just my human nature seems to be escaping from deep inside to rear it's ugly head out into the world. It's the bad kind of fear that I am experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you even know that there was anything BUT bad fear? Well, I'm here to set ya straight, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there is the kind of fear that scares us to death, That kind that makes one shake, tremble and get all googly-eyed. The kind that intimidates and places dread into your very core. That's the bad stuff I'm talking about. We need to avoid that kind of fear at all costs. (even though I'm not doing such a good job at it right now.) That fear is what sets in and grips us tight when we face uncertain things. Fear that maybe things won't work out like we want them too. You've felt it, haven't ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's that kind of fear that we are supposed to feel. SUPPOSED TO FEEL??? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? (I can hear your thoughts, people!) Yep.....SUPPOSED to feel. Let me explain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of fear that comes from God is a GOOD thing. It is a feeling of reverential awe, profound regard of God. That kind of fear does not grab you around the throat and choke the life out of you. That kind of fear brings you a peace that passes all understanding. That kind of fear should be DESIRED above all else. It BRINGS life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiring fear sounds a little strange, I know. But, if you desire peace, then that  good kind of fear is a fear that you need to experience. The fear of being so profoundly stunned by the awesomeness of your CREATOR that nothing else matters!!! The kind of fear that assures you that He has it all under control. He sees the certain future He has in store for you. He is seated well above any negative circumstance you can ever face in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you fear Him enough to believe that?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my very favorite verses in God's word is found in 2 Timothy 1:7- " For God did not give us a spirit of fear but of power, and of love and of a sound mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did not give us that "SCARY" kind of fear. He gave us a sound mind to get the revelation that we are to admire Him to the point of being so respectful of Him, we fall down in fear in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same scripture speaks of a sound mind as an alternative to fear. What do you think of when you think of  a "sound mind"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about wisdom?  Read this verse:&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 111:10- " The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom; all who follow His precepts have good understanding. To Him belongs all eternal praise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! How cool is that!!! Godly Fear = Wisdom. Wisdom = Good Understanding. Good Understanding = A Sound Mind. A Sound Mind = Peace. Peace is the OPPOSITE of  Ungodly fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the only kind of fear I EVER want to experience!! The kind that leads me into such a state of mind that I can only ache to spend my entire eternity praising Him and experiencing His peace!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, let's hunger for that kind of fear!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this in Proverbs 29:25:- "The fear of man will prove to be a snare, but whoever trusts in the Lord is kept safe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking outta this snare!! I am soaking myself in the Fear of the Lord!!! I am going forward head-first into the unknown knowing only that I will be kept safe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day in HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7571666174564970681?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7571666174564970681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7571666174564970681' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7571666174564970681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7571666174564970681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/spirit-of-fear.html' title='The Spirit Of Fear'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8199635899903779968</id><published>2008-10-28T18:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:18:25.716-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Just Waiting</title><content type='html'>Waiting is not something I do very well. I am one of those people who wants it done yesterday. Not tomorrow. Not a week from now. And, heaven forbid, a year from now! When I get my mind made up, I want to get on the ball and accomplish the task at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that patience is a virtue, but I am still working to acquire that one. I want to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I want to see it NOW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Forget the process of getting there. Show me the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 7:8 tells me that "The end of the matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride". I am ashamed to say that I have way more pride that patience. Guess I need to work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things are hanging in the balance right now for our family. We are currently waiting for our house to sell. We are still unsure that we are doing the right thing But, are trying desperately to follow God's leading. We don't have any idea where the house is that God has for us. No one is exactly knocking down the door to buy ours either. So, we continue to play the waiting game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really despise that feeling of "not knowing" what the future holds. But, when you think about it, we never really know anyway, do we? We just kind of think we do just because everything falls into a routine. It's when that comfortable routine gets all topsy-turvy that we get anxious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have learned is to keep on keepin' on. Keep living life. Keep enjoying all the moments in-between when things are uncertain. Keep trusting in The One Who holds it all anyway. I am certainly glad that ONE is not me. I wouldn't even want that responsibility, would you? In that case, why do we so eagerly grasp things with our own weak hands and refuse to loosen that grip when God calls us to let things go and let Him work? I think it must be that pride thing creeping in again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, No one ever said this life would be easy. In fact, God told us just the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 16:33 NIV says: "I have told you these things so that in me you may have peace. In this world you WILL have trouble, but take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What good news! These uncertain times will not last forever! I can honestly say that I have heard God in my siprit over and over again telling me to just wait and be patient, that He has things more wonderful in store for us than I can ever imagine. In that respect, I am excited. Even in the midst of my waiting, with no signs of the light at the end of the tunnel, no promise of when, where, or how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, maybe there is a promise. Jesus is the How. So, who cares about the when or the where!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk 1:3 NIV: "Look at the nations and watch- be utterly amazed. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what He has for us would be too wonderful for description. That is why we have to wait for it. I also believe that we will see it here in this lifetime, sooner than later. Why? Because He wants only the best for His children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when something is lost, something better is gained. That's how God's economic plan works!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share a poem with you today. I got it from my former pastor, Rick Auten, many years ago. It is written, to the best of my knowledge, by Nancy Lee Demoss. The words say it all. I hope it touches you as it does me. &lt;br /&gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;by Nancy Lee Demoss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried; &lt;br /&gt;Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied. &lt;br /&gt;I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate... &lt;br /&gt;and the Master so gently said, " Wait." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait? You say wait", my indignant reply. &lt;br /&gt;"Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!" &lt;br /&gt;Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? &lt;br /&gt;By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future and all to which I relate, &lt;br /&gt;Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait? &lt;br /&gt;I'm needing a 'yes' a 'go-ahead' sign. &lt;br /&gt;Or even a 'no' to which I'll resign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe, &lt;br /&gt;we need to but ask, and we shall receive. &lt;br /&gt;Lord, I've been asking, and this is my cry: &lt;br /&gt;I'm weary of asking! I need a reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate, &lt;br /&gt;as my Master replied again, "Wait." &lt;br /&gt;So I slumpled in my chair, defeated and taut, &lt;br /&gt;and grumbled to God, "So I'm waiting... for what?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine... &lt;br /&gt;and He tenderly said "I could give you a sign. &lt;br /&gt;I could shake the heavens and darken the sun. &lt;br /&gt;I could raise the dead and cause the mountains to run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could give you all you seek and pleased you would be. &lt;br /&gt;You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me. &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint. &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the power that I give to the faint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair; &lt;br /&gt;You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there. &lt;br /&gt;You'd not know the joy of resting in Me, &lt;br /&gt;When darkness and silence are all you can see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd never experience the fullness of love, &lt;br /&gt;When the peace of my spirit decends like a dove. &lt;br /&gt;You would know that I give, and I save, for a start, &lt;br /&gt;But you'd not know the depth of the beat of my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glow of My comort late into the night, &lt;br /&gt;The faith that I give when you walk without sight. &lt;br /&gt;The depth that's beyond just getting what you ask, &lt;br /&gt;From an infinite God who makes what you have last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd never know should your pain quickly flee, &lt;br /&gt;'WAIT' means that My grace is sufficient for thee. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true, &lt;br /&gt;But oh, what a loss, if I lost what I'm doing in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see, &lt;br /&gt;that the greatest of gifts is to truly know me... &lt;br /&gt;and though oft My answers seem terribly late, &lt;br /&gt;my most precious answer of all is still 'WAIT'." &lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you waiting with me? Leave a comment so I'll know I'm not in the waiting game alone! God is with us, dear friend. And, we're in it together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8199635899903779968?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8199635899903779968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8199635899903779968' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8199635899903779968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8199635899903779968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-waiting.html' title='Just Waiting'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3139310928126193249</id><published>2008-10-23T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T11:14:46.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>Well, I certainly have been missing ya!! I hope the feeling is mutual. Life has been full lately; In a great way!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I haven't forgotten about my series on "The Simple Life". Ironically, I have been so entertained with living it, that I haven't been posting my thoughts on it!! But, I WILL. I Promise!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story I want to share. It really has no meaning, but it is humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an on-going joke in our family that I am my mom's favorite and my sister, Melanie, is my dad's favorite. (At least I am assuming it is a joke! LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, My mom sent out an email survey the other day asking what one thing did we think she would take with her if she were stranded on a deserted island. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister answered by saying, "Well, if you were stranded with me, you would bring Starr. If you were stranded with Starr, you wouldn't need anything else!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got a big kick out of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my mom said she would bring my dad because he would probably be able to figure out how to build a boat out of "island junk" and they would be able to get back home in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am betting when they returned fromn that lonely island, she would head straight for my house! You know, since I'm her favorite and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad would call my sister first thing for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of children...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really enjoying homeschooling Austin, my six-year old. We are doing all kinds of fun learning activities and he is taking a science class and a little class at the library. We are just having a blast! I am so thankful that God has allowed me  the opportunity to do this with my children. I feel so blessed. I wouldn't trade it for anything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love on your kids all you can. Too soon they will be grown and gone. My 18 year old, Chase, has shown me that. It's weird when you look at your first born and see a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a godly man is a definite confirmation that devoting your life to them as they are growing certainly pays high dividends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the wonderful family I grew up in and can see that all their love and hard work raising Melanie and I gave us both very fruitful lives. We are now reaping the same benefits with our own children. A blessing come full circle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, On my calendar today it says this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the face of every person we can see the face of Jesus, and hear Him say, "I died for this person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a thought to carry with you! Think on that today as you look into the eyes of those around you; Favorites or not. (ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it Simple!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3139310928126193249?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3139310928126193249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3139310928126193249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3139310928126193249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3139310928126193249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2552290902335310419</id><published>2008-10-02T18:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T18:55:19.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Revelation of the Simple Life Series'/><title type='text'>A Revelation Of The Simple Life (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>Urgent!!!! Does that word ever appear in the subject line of your emails? It does many times in mine. Guess what? Most of those emails are spam or trash from complete strangers! Ironic, isn’t it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Urgent” doesn’t always mean “urgent”.  Very few things in life really require our immediate attention. For example: Is it really urgent to get the clothes into the dryer at this very moment, or is it acceptable to continue reading your child the book he is interested in? See what I mean? I am ashamed at the number of times I have opted to stop interacting with my child to finish another “urgent” task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many have-to’s!! Or are there, really? I don’t think so! As I said in yesterday’s post, we weigh our own selves down with our to-do lists. Read the following typical scenario from the LaPradd household:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am skipping down the stairs with an armload of dirty laundry, headed to the washer, when I see a dirty glass and cereal bowl sitting on the end table.  I drop the laundry to put them in the dishwasher before the cat knocks them over. Suddenly, my son wants a sandwich for lunch, so I stay in the kitchen to make him one. I then notice the cat hasn’t been fed yet, so I pour out some food for him. The phone rings and it is a friend needing some advice, so I talk a few minutes and then hang up. Austin now needs help getting his math paper finished, so we work on that for a while. I notice the dirty clothes pile that never made it to the laundry room. On my way to pick it back up, my husband calls and wants me to look up a phone number for him so he can cancel one of his appointments. I run to find the number he needs, give it to him and hang up. Then my teenage son walks in the door after his morning college classes. I stop to talk to him about his day. He tells me his car isn’t running right, so I call my husband back to see what he wants me to do about that. I run outside to get the mail and see a late notice for the power bill. Oh my! I must have forgotten to mail that in!! I run to find the original bill and start to write out a check. Then, I remember I am out of stamps. I grab my purse, decide to just pay the bill in person, and have to stop and get gas on the way. When I get back home, I want to sit down for a minute and catch my breath, but then I see the pile of dirty laundry that STILL isn’t in the laundry room, so I FINALLY pick it up and carry it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or is your life similar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that seems urgent is not urgent!!!  I am running myself ragged for no reason and I am tired of it!! God is revealing so many things to me since I have started seeking Him on this issue. Here are some of the anecdotes He has shown me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Choose to set some things aside for later. It’s ok, really. The world will not stop spinning if we just WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Put your “I really should……”  list down for good. We can be responsible without becoming unbalanced. Remember, there are very few truly urgent things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Don’t be afraid to give yourself some freedom. It is ok to say “no, not right now”. You may find that by delaying your task for a while, the very thing that seemed so “urgent” didn’t have to be done at all. At the least, it didn’t rock the world to postpone it for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Take an hour or so and just be calm and quiet. Do something YOU want to do for yourself. Your kids won’t waste away while you are relaxing. I promise. Your husband won’t die if dinner is a few minutes late getting on the table. The entire family won’t have to walk around naked because you let a load or two of laundry slide for a day. Believe me, I have started slowing down a bit and we have all survived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Seek God first thing every morning and allow Him to guide you through your day. He will not place nearly the expectations on us that we place on ourselves. We cannot do it all. It is impossible. We certainly can’t do it all at the same time, as you saw from my poor attempt at getting the laundry to the basement. If we try, we only get sidetracked and end up accomplishing nothing but an exhausted spirit, mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this quote from one of my favorite authors, Anne Morrow Lindbergh. She writes in Gift From The Sea, “If one sets aside time for a business appointment or a social engagement, that time is accepted as inviolable. But if anyone says,’ I cannot come, for it is my hour to be alone,’ one is considered rude, egotistical, or strange.  What a sad commentary on our civilization.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect I would actually be enlightened to hear someone make that statement. I would begin to think maybe it is ok to spend some time alone and quiet. If we would all be honest and uninhibited enough to just say it, think of the release we could experience!! It’s really ok! We can set aside time for ourselves. We just need to accept that as fact and step out and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 12:3- “For by the grace given me I say to every one of you; do not think of yourselves more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, try to have a sane estimate of your capabilities. Delete that “urgent” mindset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I will write about delegation. Join me as we continue to discover God’s secret for living in simplicity.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-2552290902335310419?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2552290902335310419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=2552290902335310419' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2552290902335310419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2552290902335310419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/revelation-of-simple-life-part-2.html' title='A Revelation Of The Simple Life (Part 2)'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3682344628621323119</id><published>2008-10-01T11:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:04:48.376-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Revelation of the Simple Life Series'/><title type='text'>A Revelation of the Simple Life (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>Are you feeling a little weary and burdened lately, or is it just me? I certainly wouldn’t wish those feelings on anyone, but I’m sure I’m not alone in experiencing them. What are we to do when we find ourselves caught in that trap of busyness and exhaustion? The answer is in God’s Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds all nice and easy, but for we women, it's not. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I have found that most all women have two major flaws; Especially Christian women: &lt;br /&gt;1) We worry about everybody. &lt;br /&gt;2) We attempt to meet the needs of everyone around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, those are not flaws. They are gifts. God created us to be nurturers. After all, we are wives, mothers, sisters and daughters. We are supposed to be caring and loving and eager to give of ourselves. Although those are wonderful characteristics to have, we often tend to go overboard in demonstrating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me personally, or are a regular reader of my blog, you are aware that I was recently hospitalized due to my high levels of stress.  My husband and I thought I might have been having a heart attack, so we headed to the emergency room. After spending the night in the hospital and going through a plethora of tests, my symptoms turned out to be a direct result of excessive stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That experience was a loud , spirit-jolting alarm to me. We are not wired to live our daily lives to the point of sheer exhaustion. God has revealed to me that He has never expected me to do all the things I have placed on my to-do list. He promises rest to those He loves. His burden is light!  I have weighed myself down. It is not my job to be all things to all people. That is His role. I am stepping into His domain when I try to fill every need around me. True, we are His hands and His feet, but we can’t do it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because something is good and worthwhile does not mean we must do it. Sometimes we thrive on the validation we receive by trying to take care of everyone. We think we are somehow more respected by and considered more valuable to others when we can be their lifeline and support system. We do not have to protect everybody all the time. When we overload our schedule, we miss out on some of the most important things that God has called us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has said to us, “It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” (Galatians 5:1 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we enslave ourselves with busyness? I am tired of being burdened. I am so ready to follow only where God leads me. No more following my own path of righteousness. Too many important times have slipped by me because of my trying to do it all. I have even unintentionally pushed my own family aside to accomplish other goals. I am so glad God has opened my eyes! I am finally on the path to simplicity and I am going to share my discoveries with you over the next few days, maybe even weeks!  God is revealing new things to me every day on this topic and I am studying it intensively. It may take a while! I hope you will glean as much insight as I have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “This is love for God; to obey His commands, and His commands are not burdensome. For everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith. Who is it that overcomes the world? Only he who believes that Jesus is the Son of God.” (1 John 5:3-5 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith that God will show me exactly what He requires of me on a daily basis. I do know it will not weigh me down. I now realize I am out of His will if I feel overwhelmed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 12:25 tell us, “An anxious heart weighs a man down….”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An anxious heart is not a heart filled with the things of God. It is not a heart that I want to possess. I desire rest for my soul and time to sit at the feet of my Savior. How about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3682344628621323119?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3682344628621323119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3682344628621323119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3682344628621323119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3682344628621323119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/10/revelation-of-simple-life-part-1.html' title='A Revelation of the Simple Life (Part 1)'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-5700122001383730558</id><published>2008-09-30T10:43:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:56:28.811-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest winners'/><title type='text'>Contest Winner!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been absent for a few days, but I'm finally back with the lucky winner of my tongue twister contest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum roll please.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonya over at "truth4thejourney". You can read her fine blog by clicking on the link to it in my sidebar. Her tongue twister that tickled the tongue of my little guy was "Six slimy snakes slid slowly southward".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonya, just email me and give me your mailing address and I will get the book "I Hate Whining Except When I'm Doing It" by Sheila Rabe out to you ASAP! With six kiddos of your own, you will love this book. It is a myriad of lessons learned at the knees of our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to tune in tomorrow. I've been working on a series of posts discussing the topic of learning to live a life of simplicity. I think you will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-5700122001383730558?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5700122001383730558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=5700122001383730558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5700122001383730558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5700122001383730558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/contest-winner.html' title='Contest Winner!!!!!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-240234966103475277</id><published>2008-09-20T12:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T12:18:16.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Tongue Twisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tongue twisters can be tremendous amounts of fun. My six-year-old son, Austin, and I have discovered that this week as we have used tongue twisters as part of our homeschool. It is quite humorous to listen to a young child attempt to say the jumbled up words without getting off track. We have laughed at each other many times during this course of study! I have found that moms can’t spill out those tangly tongue twisters much easier than the child can! Twisted words are not easy to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taming the tongue is not an easy task either, but a necessary one none-the-less. The Bible speaks on many occasions about the words that exit our mouths. We are warned repeatedly to take heed when it comes to conversation.  Have you ever spouted out something and then stood in disbelief at what you just heard coming from your own mouth? I certainly have. It is not a good feeling to regret the words you have spoken.  Self-talk is no different. Sometimes my words hurt me as much as anyone else. We are to speak good things about ourselves to ourselves, even if we don’t feel like it. That is one way we can tame our tongues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a sense of humor. Often times, what starts in my mind as a funny thought, makes it’s way through my mouth and ends up not sounding so uplifting upon being born into the world and landing upon the ears of someone else. Not everyone shares my sense of humor thus; I have had foot-in-mouth disease more than one time. Thinking about the outcome before we speak is another way to tame the tongue. How will my words actually come across sounding to the other person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible tells us in Luke 6:45- “The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart, his mouth speaks.” (NIV)  Now I’m not insinuating that just because one may make a conversation blunder that one is evil. In that case, I would certainly be in big trouble! But, what we think is a large part of what eventually flows from our mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:2 tells us to “Set our minds on things above, not on earthly things.” (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;What are we thinking about?  In Romans 12:2, we are told “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. The you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is- His good, pleasing and perfect will.” (NIV)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is it going to uplift another person if we speak it? If it won’t, then it is probably not God’s will that we say it. If no good thing can come from it, just keep it to yourself. Even better, do not even think about it. Ephesians 4:29 is one of my all-time favorite verses. It says, “Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.” (NIV) Wow! Do my words benefit my family? Am I uplifting my friends when I talk to them, or am I dragging them down spiritually? Those are tough questions. I can honestly say I try hard to be a lifter-upper instead of a bringer-downer, but when things get tough for me, do I complain too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we all need to pray this prayer:&lt;br /&gt;“Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord; keep watch over the door of my lips.” (Psalm 141:3 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is what I have to say honoring God? “Do not be quick with your mouth, do not be hasty in your heart to utter anything before God. God is in heaven and you are on earth, so; let your words be few.” (Ecclesiastes 5:2 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, it all boils down to this: We are to be focused on the Lord Jesus Christ, not the things of this world. By doing that, we can be assured that the words coming from us will be uplifting, loving, and beneficial to everyone who hears our voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I say this Psalm aloud when I wake up:&lt;br /&gt;“May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O Lord, my Rock and my Redeemer.” (Psalm 19:14 NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand, I do mess up almost every day, but at least I am asking God to help me along the way. I believe He hears my petitions and forgives me when I miss the mark. He will do the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for fun, I thought I would share some of the hilarious tongue twisters Austin and I have penned over the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baxter bought big beautiful brass bottles at the beach by the bay with his best buddy, Babar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom tossed Teresa’s tooth to the trash Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen gave her guitar from the garage to Gilly Gasrrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient armies attacked angry apes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last but not least, here is a tongue twister that my oldest son, Chase (now 18) and I made up when he was a little boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lion roared in World War One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet ya can’t say that one ten times fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Today in your comment, leave your favorite tongue twister; better yet, make one up! It’s lots of fun! I will reward the one who makes Austin laugh the loudest with a copy of one of my favorite books: “I Hate Whining Except When I’m Doing It” by Sheila Rabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking forward to reading them!&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day in The Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-240234966103475277?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/240234966103475277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=240234966103475277' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/240234966103475277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/240234966103475277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/tongue-twisters.html' title='Tongue Twisters'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-1198889602009654665</id><published>2008-09-18T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T15:40:00.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Musings'/><title type='text'>God In The Chaos....This Is Only A Test</title><content type='html'>My "motif" around here is finding God in the chaos of life.  Well, boy howdy (as my friend Joanne would say!), have I had an abundance of opportunities to "find" Him lately! Testing ground, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep....I found Him when I had a large stack of bills piled up on my kitchen table, staring at me profusely, waiting to be paid.  Not enough funds to pay them within our reach, but He came through as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Him again while lying in the hospital last week for 24 hours, thinking I was having a heart attack. I think I had a mental breakdown lying in that hospital bed Thursday morning. Turns out, it was only stress and anxiety. Imagine that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I most assuredly found Him this past weekend at the wonderful women's retreat I helped plan and was privileged to teach for. It was one of THE most AWESOME experiences in my life...EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;If you were there, Just know that I love you and enjoyed every last minute spent with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Him again Monday morning when I woke up with a horrendous toothache, no... make that a horrendous throbbing entire face ache and headache... only to find later that I had an abscessed tooth and needed an emergency root canal that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Him as I laid in bed for 3 days on pain meds and strong antibiotics, looking back over the past couple of weeks and sensing God's hand protecting me through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am back to normal, well... as close to normal as I ever get (I can hear you snickering Dana, Julie and Tanya!)...and reflecting on what God has accomplished in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I taught at the women's retreat on the subject of God's Peace and God's Provision. Isn't that funny? Leading the sessions was as inspiring to me as it was to the women listening to the words spewing from my mouth. That is, of course, because they were the words God had given me; Not words I had randomly selected within my own ability. He even gave me the extra  true life examples (that I COULD have done without) to bring the point home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Father for Your unfailing grace, Your timely provision, never a minute too late, and your unending love.You gave me peace in the middle of my chaos (after I had my nervous breakdown) in order that I might serve You better. It was only when I tried to figure everything out for myself, that fear overcame me. May I remember Your wonderful works in the future when I am tempted to fall to the wayside, filled with worry and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you, my friends, remember that He has it all under control. No matter what you are facing, God has great plans for you and He WILL bring them to fruition!! Walk in His peace today. Read His word and take it into your heart of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I passed the test. Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for what I have not seen.&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-1198889602009654665?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1198889602009654665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=1198889602009654665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1198889602009654665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1198889602009654665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-in-chaosthis-is-only-test.html' title='God In The Chaos....This Is Only A Test'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8275209282219926209</id><published>2008-09-08T15:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T18:12:42.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Who Is Watching You?</title><content type='html'>I was watching Dr. Phil a while ago, and the theme of today's show was people getting caught in  unflattering situations that later come back to haunt them. Funny how that was the topic of the day. I ,myself, was caught earlier at the grocery store in a not-so-flattering situation. Allow me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My six year-old son had been particularly mischievous all day long. He had talked back to me in a negative way several times throughout the day and I had corrected him over and over again. I had just about had it up to my eyeballs, I tell ya. I was on the verge of pulling my hair out between trying to bargain shop and stick to my list in the midst of keeping him still and obedient. It was not a good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know many of you have an abundance of kids to drag along on your shopping trips, and I only have the one. But, sometimes, just as any child can do, that &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; can act like an army of 100. Anyway, by the time I had made it to the car, I was at my wit's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the type of store where one bags their own groceries. I always wait to do that when I get to my van. It just seems easier that way for me. So, I had the back of the van raised, and I was attempting to bag everything and place it where it would not roll around or get crushed on the ride home. Austin usually takes the buggy back to the storefront for me and takes the quarter out. (That is how they keep the buggies from ending up all over the parking lot.) But not today. No sir.  Today, I had instructed him to just get in and buckle up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think he followed directions? Absolutely not! He knew he was in trouble because of his disobedience inside the store, so he was trying desperately to "help" me get everything situated in the van. I insisted over and over again that the best way he could help me would be to just GET IN HIS SEAT AND BUCKLE UP!!!!!##%%&amp;amp;&amp;amp;***!@@!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally obeyed, and as I finished my task at hand, I sensed someone standing behind me. As I turned around, I saw a very polite looking older gentleman standing there with a quarter in his hand, waiting patiently for my buggy. He smiled and said, "I thought it would help you a little if I took your buggy for you. It seems like you are having a rough day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gladly gave him the buggy and thanked him for his kindness and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack me down! I never even &lt;em&gt;thought &lt;/em&gt;about the fact that someone may have been watching me. I began to wonder how rude I must have appeared to onlookers as I lost my patience with my young son. Granted, most women would totally understand how a mother can get slightly irritated in that situation, but, what about the person who may have been watching me from a distance who had no idea what I had just been through inside the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the person who may have noticed the fish emblem on the back of my van, not to mention the "fear not" sticker. I obviously was claiming to be a Christian, but was I obviously acting like one? Probably not. I had a bad attitude and I let it show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a revelation I had today. How often have I acted rude or self-absorbed, oblivious to the fact that someone was watching me? Probably way more than I care to admit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Phil advised the guests on his show today to always be aware at all times of who may be watching you. One of the young ladies he talked to made the statement that she had never claimed to be a role model. She couldn't help it if someone caught her off-guard and photographed her doing something not-so-nice. Well, as Christians, we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; role models, like it or not.  People&lt;em&gt; are&lt;/em&gt; watching.  We live in glass houses and we need to be good examples of what Christ can accomplish in a person's life. How else can we win souls for His kingdom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no excuses for acting less than desirable. No matter what, God sees us. He is not waiting up there with a big stick to swat us when we misbehave. Thank goodness. Instead, He is saddened by our wrong actions. That hurts me worse than the big stick would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, above all, an example to my child. He has been placed in my care by God and I am to raise him in a Godly manner. I think I failed to leave him with a good impression earlier today (not to mention the poor man who waited on my buggy.) Even when Austin is testing my patience, I am to remain calm. I am to guide and lead with a loving and stern hand. I am to respond in a God-honoring way. I am to hold onto my peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be shepherds to God's flock that is under your care, serving as overseers- not because you must, but because you are willing, as God wants you to be; ....not lording it over those entrusted to you, but being examples to the flock. " (1 Peter 5:2-3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I am out in public (or in the privacy of my own home) I will be more aware of who is watching me and attempt to act in a manner that makes God want to smile instead of frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back through your day. Did you do or say something that could possibly hurt your witness for Christ? Usually if we have soiled our witness, we have hurt another human being in the process; no matter how small a blunder we have made. Don't condemn yourself; God doesn't. Just learn from your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death."  (Romans 8:1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish." (Psalms 1:6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;""From heaven the Lord looks down and sees all mankind; from His dwelling place He watches all who live on earth- He who forms the hearts of all, who considers everything they do." (Psalms 33:13-15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with Whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Get rid of all bitterness, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ, God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;forgave&lt;/span&gt; you."&lt;br /&gt;(Ephesians 4:30-32 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8275209282219926209?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8275209282219926209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8275209282219926209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8275209282219926209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8275209282219926209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-is-watching-you.html' title='Who Is Watching You?'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-4054694297158264626</id><published>2008-09-03T12:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:54:27.493-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Celebrating A Life</title><content type='html'>I have been asked again to do something that I have done many times before, but it never gets accomplished without tears and trembling. I must say it is one of the most difficult challenges ever. It is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing at the funeral of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times before, I have stood beside my sister, or my husband, or my brother-in-law and struggled to belt out a touching tune for those hurting onlookers in the pews. I always attempt to stare out above their faces. If I look at their expressions, I begin to loose control. I tend to be an overly-emotional person anyway. This particular circumstance just pushes me over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned so many times before in previous posts, our family is very close. We are tight-knit and loosing one of us is almost unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, as we were heading down the road from Tybee Island after a relaxing day on the beach, I received one of those phone calls that you never want to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have some bad news", my sister said from the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart sank imediately as I feared what she would say next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that my cousin David's father-in-law had suddenly passed away about thirty minutes earlier. He had been enjoying a nice meal at McDonald's with his wife, Vera, and, Haylie, a precious little girl they keep, when he just collapsed and fell from the booth where they were sitting together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never regained consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe what my sister was telling me. It just didn't seem real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of all the special times we had shared together at the beach, family gatherings, Christmas, and backyard bonfires. How could he be gone all of a sudden? It was unfathomable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the last time I had seen Bill a couple weeks earlier. I had been with my cousin, Timmy, and his new baby girl, Marissa, trying to help out when Marissa's mother was in the hospital. Bill was sitting at the dining room table while we were all in the living room. As I walked through the dining room to get a bottle ready for Marissa, Bill had said, "I just can't take all the noise. I need to be in here a while where it is quiet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and said, "You know how we are around here! Never a quiet minute!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed too. He knew I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I rummaged around the room where Bill was sitting trying to find the cat litter. I was going to help out Timmy by changing it for him. One less chore for him, I figured, since he was traveling back and forth from the hospital so much. Bill got up from his seat and helped me search. We laughed again when we finally found it right beside where he had been sitting. If it would have been a snake, it would have bitten us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that Bill loved to get out in the ocean. Sometimes I would sit and watch him from the shore, a little afraid at how far out he was floating. But, I knew he was enjoying it so much. You could just tell by watching him. He had no fear at all. He seemed perfectly peaceful as he flowed, enveloped by the waves of the sea. He rode along smoothly with each and every rise and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow as I stand beside my dear sister once again and sing the words to "Beulah Land", I will look above the faces of those I love so much and think of Bill, sitting at the dining room table in the quiet. I will picture him at peace, riding the waves away from all the noise and standing in the presence of our Lord and Savior. He is now flowing along in the midst of a love like we have never known before. In a way, I envy him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure he will have expressions of joy spread over his sweet face as he listens to us sing. Maybe he won't even notice my whimpers as I try to hold back the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Bill. We will miss you. And, we look forward to the day when we can celebrate being together with you in eternity.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241851948705992098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SL7MkyfPTaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gnDdg4WRV88/s200/pictures+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Bill and Vera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm kind of homesick for a country&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To which I've never been before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sad goodbyes will there be spoken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For time won't matter anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beulah Land, I'm longing for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And some day, on thee I'll stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There my home will be eternal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beulah Land, Sweet Beulah Land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking out across the river&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where my faith will end in sight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just a few more days to labor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I will take my heavenly flight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beulah Land, I'm longing for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And, some day, on thee I'll stand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There my home will be eternal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love Him. ( 1 Corinthians 2:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask that you pray for my sister, Melanie, and I as we sing tomorrow at 2:00 EST. Lift up Vera (Bill's wife), Their daughter Pam and her husband David, their sons, Jason and Mark, and their grandchildren. And all other members of the family as we celebrate the wonderful life of a good man and the blessed privilege we had of him gracing our lives with his presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-4054694297158264626?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4054694297158264626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=4054694297158264626' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4054694297158264626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4054694297158264626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/celebrating-life.html' title='Celebrating A Life'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SL7MkyfPTaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gnDdg4WRV88/s72-c/pictures+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2271592293785423474</id><published>2008-09-02T09:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:18:18.490-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>When God Is In The Room</title><content type='html'>We have just returned from a trip to Savannah, GA. My husband's family lives there and we went down for a lovely visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun we had! We, along with our two kids, piled into the van for the long 5 hour drive Friday evening. It is so unusual for our 18 year old son to travel with us anymore, so we thoroughly enjoyed our time together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 6 year old sat in his carseat all the way, listening to his ipod, coloring, and singing slightly out-of-tune while wearing his headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 18 year old sat listening to his ipod, no singing (just air guitar and tapping), mostly snoozing, and reading occasionally from his college textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I talked about our future, listened to our favorite cds, and discussed how wonderful it was to have both our boys with us on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pulled into my brother-in-law's driveway at exactly 12:10 am. As tired as we were, we stayed up a few more hours talking and laughing. It is good to be with family, talk about old times and catch up on new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we spent exploring the river front in downtown Savannah. On Sunday, we spent the day relaxing and playing at the beach on Tybee Island. Nights were long and enjoyable as we ate and ate, talked and talked, laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law lives with my husband's brother and his family now. She has suffered many strokes and they kindly took her in to care for her. She is living like a queen, I tell ya! She has her own private area of the house, gets lots of attention and eats well! She walks a mile or two every day and has made new friends in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sometimes tends to get her words mixed up when she speaks. &lt;em&gt;She&lt;/em&gt; knows EXACTLY what she is trying to say, but we have to decipher it. It's kinda like playing charades. We all spout out different words as we attempt to finish her sentences for her. It is quite comical, really. Even she laughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, she kept telling us the same story over and over again. It had gotten to the point of being annoying. She just wanted someone to acknowledge what she was saying. We &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; been, but she was so busy telling us her version, that she never once heard our acknowledgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of her story was that "God is in the room." It took about ten times of her saying it and my brother-in-law shouting it back to her before she finally just let it go. It was hilarious! I have never seen my husband laugh so hard in our 30 years together! She joined in our laughter as we all tried desperately to catch our breath from lack of oxygen! Laughter truly is THE best medicine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, God &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; in the room. His presence was felt as we shared life with family that we seldom get to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His presence was felt as we explored Savannah with our unusual little group which includes my brother-in-law, his wife, his middle daughter Melissa, his youngest daughter Jamie, now 25, who has downs syndrome, my husband, myself, our 6 year old, our 18 year old, and the one who started it all, my mother-in-law. We joked about how we all need to tie ourselves together with a long rope on these journeys so we would not keep getting lost from each other in shops and when crossing streets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's presence was felt as we rode to Tybee Island listening to Jamie sing the touching words to "I Can Only Imagine" and "How Great Is Our God" as the music echoed from the radio. It brought tears to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's presence was felt as my sister-in-law prayed with me about some difficult decisions we are facing just before we left to head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that we needed a tv crew to follow us around and we would probably have the highest rated reality show on television!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could show the world how it really is when "God Is In The Room" or on the beach, or leading us down the streets of Savannah, or riding with us in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, God was with us as we pulled into our own driveway yesterday evening and saw a newly placed "for sale" sign in our front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, God will be with us as we face whatever He has in store for our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes, "I don't know what the future holds, but I know WHO holds the future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; in the room. I am listening and I am following. I am feeling His peace and thanking Him for a wonderful weekend. I am thanking him for family, health, and a future full of good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel Him, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-2271592293785423474?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2271592293785423474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=2271592293785423474' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2271592293785423474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2271592293785423474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-god-is-in-room.html' title='When God Is In The Room'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-6403536249918472623</id><published>2008-08-26T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T11:32:22.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>We were sitting in the drive-through window at our bank. The drawer opened. I removed my deposit receipts and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Am I invisible?", came the small disappointed voice from behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me. My six year old son had been waiting patiently in the back seat of the van, expecting to receive a lollipop from the teller. I felt sorry for him. I did not even think about the fact that he had been excited about getting a treat until he muttered those sad little words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt that way? Invisible, I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I have walked down the halls at church, expecting a "hello" and a smile from a passer-by, but didn't receive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I have wanted my husband to notice I cleaned up the house so it would be nice for him and he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I have wanted my teenage son to give me a hug before heading out the door, but he forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I have wanted to be a part of the group of friends, but wasn't invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list is endless. I'm sure you have a list of your own. The funny thing about that list, though, is our level of expectation. We are expecting things and reactions from people who aren't even aware of our desires. They &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; notice us. But, they cannot read our minds. They have no earthly idea what we are expecting from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we place such high expectations on others, but often forget how we are treating them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; be the one that smiles and gives a cheerful hello to that passer-by at church. Especially that new family who doesn't know a soul there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; greet your husband at the door when he gets home from work with a warm welcome and a haven of rest. He &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; definitely notice that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; grab your teenager before they head out for the day and tell them they are loved immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not call a group of friends together for a Girl's night out?  &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt; can be the initiator. Don't wait until they realize they have overlooked you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day! Find a person you can bless. Even if they have never lifted a finger to patronize you in any way at all. Commit a random act of kindness. Think of someone who may feel invisible and make them feel worthy and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, after doing that, you won't feel invisible anymore. You will feel 10 feet tall! You will feel gratified! You will feel the love of Jesus flowing all over and through you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something worthy of expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to get my little guy a lollipop. See ya tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-6403536249918472623?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6403536249918472623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=6403536249918472623' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6403536249918472623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6403536249918472623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-expectations.html' title='Great Expectations'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3593416312514634548</id><published>2008-08-23T07:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:41:14.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturation Saturdays'/><title type='text'>Saturation Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SK_3RO_X7nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ODBY-vs-Ezo/s1600-h/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237676767108918898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SK_3RO_X7nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ODBY-vs-Ezo/s200/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I talked about our "Teeth Troubles" and touched on the fact that the "suit" we wear in public sometimes gives us our sense of security (or insecurity).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I would like to speak further about that subject of keeping up appearances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it really matter if your smile reveals a couple of flaws in your appearance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Hebrews 13:2-"Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Psalms 34:5- "Those who look to Him are radiant; Their faces are never covered with shame."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really matters is that you do smile at those in your path, encourage those that need it, and spread a bit of God's love and mercy along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it really matter what kind of house you have or what neighborhood in which you reside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Proverbs 3:33-"The Lord's curse is on the house of the wicked, but He blesses the home of the righteous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;2 Samuel 7:10-11- "And I will provide a place for my people and will plant them so that they can have a home of their own and no longer be disturbed.........'The Lord declares to you that the Lord Himself will establish a house for you.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really matters is that your house is a home. That it is established by and honors God and blesses all who enter in as a place of refuge and a haven of peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it really matter if you are "keeping up with the Joneses" with your lifestyle or your material possessions? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;1 Samuel 16:7- But the Lord said to Samuel,"Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things man looks at. Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really matters is that we are living a life that is pleasing to our Creator, our Savior and Our Lord. No matter where we live it, what we possess materially, or how others view us in accordance with worldly standards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if you had to give it all up today? Could you remain at peace and know that God provides all you need? Could you be satisfied with only Him if your "suit" was not as attractive as you would like it to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Luke 12:15- "...Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man's life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Romans 15:13-"May the God of Hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our satisfaction comes from Him. He will fill us.&lt;/span&gt; Lay the "suit" down and trust Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little nugget for thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay saturated today with God's love and peace and the truth of His Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starr &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3593416312514634548?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3593416312514634548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3593416312514634548' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3593416312514634548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3593416312514634548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturation-saturday_23.html' title='Saturation Saturday'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SK_3RO_X7nI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ODBY-vs-Ezo/s72-c/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-6500161031714092567</id><published>2008-08-22T14:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:13:58.594-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Musings'/><title type='text'>Teeth Troubles</title><content type='html'>Teeth. That has been the topic of interest around our house this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My six year old lost one yesterday. He looks so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost one, too. I don't look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tooth Fairy didn't even pay me a visit. I tried. Put my big, ole ugly tooth under the pillow and everything. Didn't work though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin got a dollar for his tooth falling out. I got nothing but a gaping hole in my mouth and a lot of pain. I've been on pain meds since yesterday afternoon. (Hence this weird post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an infected tooth and put it off as long as I could due to lack of dental insurance. That left me with no choice but to have it pulled. Bad thing is that it is near the front of my mouth. As a person who struggles with self-esteem, this is NOT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am praying, though, that God will make a way for me to be able to get it fixed. Just so I won't look too goofy. I am scheduled to speak at a women's retreat in three weeks. I'm guessing at least I will  probably be able to keep their attention as they gaze into the "big black hole" while I am talking. It will give them something to focus on. Oh my! Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Austin and I got into an interesting conversation this morning as he climbed into bed with me after his daddy left for work. It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "Tooth feelin' better today, mom?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "A little."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "Just do like I do. Put all your food and drink on the other side of your mouth and then it won't hurt so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'll have to try that. You give great advice for a little guy. Maybe you should grow up and be a dentist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "Yeah! That would be great!! Then when you need to get a tooth fixed, you wouldn't have to go all the way to the dentist's office! I could do it for you!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah! Like when you need a haircut, you don't have to go all the way to the salon. I just do it for you here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: " Well, I think I WILL be a dentist when I grow up. Do I have to go to school for it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: " I don't know. Don't dentists have to pull teeth and see blood and look inside people's gross mouths?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, but they make lots of money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "Enough to buy us a really big house?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "I don't think I like the blood thing too much. If I go to school to be a dentist, do I get to keep the dentist suit even if I quit being a dentist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I guess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin: "Well, I think I WILL be one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the suit is all that matters, huh? Guess we are all caught up a little in how we look! Just so long as we have a cool "suit", all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back again tomorrow. Maybe I won't be on meds then and my next post will have a much deeper spiritual meaning. Until then.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-6500161031714092567?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6500161031714092567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=6500161031714092567' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6500161031714092567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6500161031714092567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/teeth-troubles.html' title='Teeth Troubles'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3614989407365974625</id><published>2008-08-16T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T11:56:47.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturation Saturdays'/><title type='text'>Saturation Saturday Praises!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SKbxZmij5pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3o650X0u9NY/s1600-h/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235137039009310354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SKbxZmij5pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3o650X0u9NY/s200/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who have asked about Andrea, my cousin's fiance, I have some wonderful news!!! (If you aren't familiar with the story, read the blog posts under "New Baby In The Family").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea is now off the ventilator, out of ICU and in a regular room, and actually walking and eating a little!!!!!! What a true miracle that is!!! God is still in the miracle business, just in case you ever doubted that fact! We all now have tangible proof that He is hard at work, still healing and answering prayer!! She has been at death's door three or more times since giving birth to a precious baby girl 5 weeks ago. Now she's standing at life's door, almost ready to come home and fill the roll of new mommy!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of that exhilarating news, today's Bible verses will focus on God's amazing and sovereign power and our heartfelt praise to Him for it!! Get set to saturate yourself in His Word:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 9 verse 1 (NIV) : "I will praise You O Lord with all of my heart; I will tell of all your wonders. (V2) I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praise to Your name, O Most High. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(verse 9) The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. (verse 10) Those who know Your name will trust in You, for You, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek You. (verse 11) Sing praises to the Lord, enthroned in Zion; proclaim among the nations what He has done!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 18 verse 1 (NIV) : "I love You, O Lord, my strength. (verse 2) The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer. My God is my rock, in Whom I take refuge. (verse 6) In my distress, I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From His temple He heard my voice; my cry came before Him, into His ears. (verse 16) He reached down from on high and took hold of me; He drew me out of deep waters. (verse 32) It is God Who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. (verse 35) You give me Your shield of victory, and Your right hand sustains me; You stoop down to make me great. (verse 46) The Lord lives!! Praise be to my Rock! Exalted be God my Savior!! (verse 49) Therefore I will praise You among the nations, O Lord; I will sing praises to Your name!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what you are facing today, God is holding you in His mighty right hand. He is strengthening you every step of the way. Focus on His love for you and His provision in your distress. He is there. He will bring you through to victory!!! Feel that victory in Jesus flowing over you right now!! He still does miracles, no matter how big or small your situation may seem. He is handling it and has unimaginable good things in store for you! May you enjoy a day saturated in His great love for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starr &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/7379385042706702561-3614989407365974625?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3614989407365974625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3614989407365974625' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3614989407365974625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3614989407365974625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturation-saturday-praises.html' title='Saturation Saturday Praises!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SKbxZmij5pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3o650X0u9NY/s72-c/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7550976628269038239</id><published>2008-08-11T11:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:19:58.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>A Kink In The Chain</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried to untangle a necklace? It is a daunting task to say the least. It can drive a girl CRAZY, I mean!!! I have been known to just throw the chain away instead of struggling to straighten it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be the same way. You get motivated to step out in faith and then things get all tangled up. Frustration sets in. You start questioning your decisions. Then you get tempted to just throw it all away and forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things get messed up, then is the time to dig in and trust in what you know God instructed you to do. Keep working on the tangles. Look for ways to reverse the damage.  Trace your tracks and make sure you are going in the right direction. Just like Abraham, know that God is guiding you every step of the way. He will never call you and then leave you alone in the desert. He won't leave you twisted and going down the wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a chain is tangled, it is weak. God will untwist the mess. He is strongest when we are weak. Don't let the kinks throw you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 1:25- "For the foolishness of God is wiser than man's wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man's strength." (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:9-12- "Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work. If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But, pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But, how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A necklace cannot untangle itself, can it? Neither can we. Trust God. Confide in friends. Seek wisdom from the wise. Things WILL straighten out! God's will prevails every time  we allow Him to work out the kinks in our mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7550976628269038239?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7550976628269038239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7550976628269038239' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7550976628269038239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7550976628269038239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/kink-in-chain.html' title='A Kink In The Chain'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7962708753594443128</id><published>2008-08-09T08:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:58:59.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>A Steadfast Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Today, I am posting this devotion instead of the usual "Saturation Saturday" article. It is a word in due season for me as I hope it will be for you. I had written it a few months ago and it now ministers to me in a very special way. Funny how God can take my own words to teach me something. Maybe they weren't my own words at all, Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Isaiah 51:16- "I have put my words in your mouth and covered you with the shadow of my hand- I Who set the heavens in place, Who laid the foundations of the earth, and Who say to Zion, 'You are my people.' "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You may do a word study on "Steadfast" and "Endurance" to enhance your understanding of what God wants us all to learn; The same God Who covers us under His protecting hand...Who leads us through change safely...Who guides us every step of the way...Who grants us the faith to have endurance. He Who put the heavens in place loves us and wants the best for us. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read: By your steadfastness and patient endurance you shall win the true life of your souls.&lt;br /&gt;(Luke 21:19 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream? Not the kind that slips into your mind at night as you sleep; I mean a true vision for your life. A mission from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have those dreams. Lots of them. Our children are full of those dreams, too. But, they look at them in an entirely different way than we parents do. They see them as something they can actually accomplish. They see them as a challenge and they are eager to conquer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a perfect example of that childlike perseverance while I was lying on the beach the other day. When I had arrived a couple hours earlier, the surface of the sand was pristine. Beautiful and white. I set up my "spot", greased up with sunscreen, and positioned myself for a nice relaxing afternoon. I must have zoned out for a while, because when I opened my eyes, the clean pristine beach had been covered over with mounds and mounds of seaweed. It went on endlessly as far as my eyes could see in both directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I noticed a little girl. As we watched her, we realized she was on one of those missions only accomplished through childlike faith. She meticulously picked up armload after armload of seaweed and ran to the water's edge to toss it back in. She had a vision of depositing every last piece of that messy stuff right back into the ocean where it belonged. She did not see it as impossible, though to onlookers, it seemed a daunting task beyond any hope of completion. In her mind, she saw the end result: a nice clean beach that she could be proud of! She had hope! She had endurance! She had perseverance! She had a vision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you would ever see an adult trying to do what that determined little girl was doing. We would see it as useless. Why even try to take on something so tedious, so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, kids look at something like that with possibility thinking; Nothing is beyond their accomplishment as far as they are concerned. They are born with a natural faith. If they have an idea, you can bet they are going for it; full speed ahead! They don't ever think of the obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God created us to be dream-catchers! Who do you think He gives us all those great ideas? Even those little 'inklings" that tell us to bless someone, give away some money, or speak to that stranger. I know me. I am too eager to second-guess those little "inklings", not to mention the big dreams. I tend to focus on the obstacles and the seeming unlikeliest of those big dreams ever coming true. Most adults do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is willing to provide us with all we need to carry out His plans for us. But, we usually want to see the whole blueprint before we even get started. That's not really how He works. In Genesis 12, God told Abraham to pick up and go to a land that He would show him. Abraham went. He didn't ask how, when or where. He just went. He just had faith he would get to the land God had set aside for him. He didn't have the slightest idea where he was headed in a physical sense. He just knew in his heart what wonderful blessings were waiting for him there. (Wherever "there" turned out to be.) He certainly faced obstacles on the journey, but he just kept trudging through the mire to complete the mission the Lord had given him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead. Write down those dreams. Write down the awesome possibilities and blessings that await you when you get there. Don't ignore those "inklings". And, DO NOT focus on the obstacles. Instead of seeing the endless piles of seaweed, envision the pristine, white beach. Work hard and be patient. Your perseverance will pay off! You will get to that land, that true life, the Lord has waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer: Create in me a clean heart, O God, and give me the faith of a child, that I may have a persevering and steadfast spirit within me.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7962708753594443128?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7962708753594443128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7962708753594443128' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7962708753594443128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7962708753594443128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/steadfast-spirit.html' title='A Steadfast Spirit'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8402336070912457282</id><published>2008-08-04T21:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:02:49.131-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Musings'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is often Exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is often Intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is often Unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is Always Inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I don't usually adapt well to it; Not a good trait for me to exhibit, because My family is facing quite a few changes. Some good. Some we aren't sure are good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this one thing though, I am forever thankful: Jesus Christ is ALWAYS the same (Hebrews 13:8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my strength when I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my refuge when I am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my constant in this world of change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I have Him to hold on to when change sneaks up on me when I least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I would go into a tailspin. I would lose control. I would hide in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how you think some things will always be a certain way, then they up and, you know..... change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my family as we face a world of new opportunities. Some we are excited about. Some we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leery&lt;/span&gt; to step into. Some things we are reluctant to let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know is that God is in complete control of our lives. We want Him to be. We would not have it any other way.  Because, after all, He NEVER changes!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8402336070912457282?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8402336070912457282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8402336070912457282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8402336070912457282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8402336070912457282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-576143903720674010</id><published>2008-08-02T10:07:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:11:06.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturation Saturdays'/><title type='text'>Saturation Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SJRq2CbsWVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FobcnNQZ2N0/s1600-h/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229922543882492242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SJRq2CbsWVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FobcnNQZ2N0/s200/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome once again to our special Saturday Soaking in God's Word. I'm so glad you joined me today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I have faced a varying schedule. I am usually pretty routine about how I spend my days; Certain days for certain things. Don't misunderstand, though. I am about as unsystematic as they come, but I basically do the same thing every week, in a very chaotic way! Go figure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a rare opportunity Thursday to spend the day with a dear friend. I even got another friend to babysit! Talk about rare. That is something I NEVER do. Taking time for myself is a rarity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time my friend and I relished together was so refreshing. Over lunch, we had a conversation concerning our tendency to get blown out of the water when things don't go according to our "plan for the day". One little unexpected bump in our schedule can get us in a tizzy. Funny for two Christian women who completely trust the Lord and His wisdom, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever find yourself feeling that way? I think most people do. Probably we women most of all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has laid on my heart this week to pour over Psalm 34 on a daily basis. I have read it several times each day. God has given me much insight through those words. Today, on this Saturation Saturday, I will post them here for you, also, to be drenched in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does your schedule leave you feeling dry? Do you lean on God when things go askew? Do you stop and give Him praise in the midst of the chaos? Steep your dehydrated self in His Words. Let Him speak to your spirit. Dive in with me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 34 (AMP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v1) I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;(Even when things get all thrown off schedule)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v2) My life makes it's boast in the Lord; let the humble and afflicted hear and be glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(I will bless Him in my coming and in my going as an example of His goodness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v3) O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( Let's praise Him together in every circumstance!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v4) I sought (inquired of) the Lord &lt;em&gt;required&lt;/em&gt; Him [of necessity and on the authority of His word], and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(I boldly speak with the authority of His word out of my need for Him and He acknowledges my faith!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v7) The Angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear Him [who revere and worship Him with awe] and each of them He delivers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(He is always with me, even when I don't see Him working. He is standing in the gap for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v8) O taste and see that the Lord [our God] is Good! Blessed (happy, fortunate, and to be envied) is the man who trusts and takes refuge in Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( People will see me as blessed and joyous! They will desire what I possess! I lean on His wisdom every day and he frees me from distress!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;v9) O fear the Lord, you His saints, [revere and worship Him]! For there is NO WANT to those who truly revere and worship Him with Godly fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;(I will want for nothing if my desire is for Him above all else!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;v14) Depart from evil and do good; seek, inquire for, and crave peace and pursue (go after) it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( I will go about my day serving others in His name; Thirsting for His peace and His provision. He will fill me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;v17) When the righteous cry out for help, the Lord hears, and delivers them out of all their distress and troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( How cool and awesome is that!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;v18) The Lord is close to those who are of a broken heart and saves such as are crushed with sorrow for sin and are humbly and thoroughly penitent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( My God forgives me of my faults and heals me when I am broken before Him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;v19) Many evils confront the [consistently] righteous, but the Lord delivers Him out of them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( I am not promised a life of ease, but I am promised deliverance by a God of mercy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;v22) The Lord redeems the lives of His servants, and none of those who take refuge and trust in Him shall be condemned or held guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;( Once again...how cool and awesome is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;SELAH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I pray you will have a Saturday submerged in His love and His grace! Do something radical today...get out of your comfort zone. He is right beside you and wants to lead you to undiscovered places! Dive in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-576143903720674010?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/576143903720674010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=576143903720674010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/576143903720674010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/576143903720674010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/saturation-saturday.html' title='Saturation Saturday'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SJRq2CbsWVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/FobcnNQZ2N0/s72-c/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2227031109217022267</id><published>2008-07-29T13:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T14:28:14.754-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Musings'/><title type='text'>Moments Filled With Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9cUjKiJOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gwVe6mKgfas/s1600-h/My+Farden+2008+Summer+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228499200506995938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9cUjKiJOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gwVe6mKgfas/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My garden is not without a few weeds here and there, but to me, it is beautiful. I am inspired every day when I walk outside to water my plants and enjoy the beauty of God's creation. Maybe it is just because my marigolds are the most low maintenance thing in my life right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I planted my flowers this spring, I wanted my garden to be a place of inspiration to all who walk past it. Since I teach piano lessons in my home and also operate a beauty salon in my basement, there are a lot of individuals who have the opportunity to see my garden on their way into my house. Why not take advantage of that and bathe each one of them in God's Word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34 verses 1-3 are some of my favorite scriptures in the Bible. Here is what it says in The Amplified:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v1) I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v2) My life makes it's boast in the Lord; let the humble and afflicted hear and be glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v3) O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt His name together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe how many conversations about our Lord have sprung up from the vision people get of my garden! Isn't it wonderful? They see, they get inspired, they get joy-filled, they smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bless Him together as we learn music. We boast of His goodness and loving-kindness as we explore new hairstyles. He is magnified in my home as I greet my visitors. What a perfect way to bring to fruition Psalm 34!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a calendar that I turn over every day. On the pages are inspirational words that touch my heart as I begin each new morning. Today, the words inspired me to take some photographs of my garden and share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under each photo, I will place a caption from my calendar's verse today. I hope you are inspired just as my other visitors are as you, too, enjoy my garden of "smiles".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228494101066322642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9XruRIktI/AAAAAAAAADc/i9TkBTonp2w/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                                            I Wish You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                          Some Quiet Time For Dreaming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228495568595028514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9ZBJPPiiI/AAAAAAAAADs/Fv3m6cRR4Oc/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                               An Unexpected Pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228495562259720418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9ZAxoyaOI/AAAAAAAAADk/LPFxsCj5B9E/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                           Moments Filled With Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228495573066696450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9ZBZ5XxwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jMreBqEoeKg/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                    May You Have A Day To Treasure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228499182618714226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9cTghooHI/AAAAAAAAAD8/c5-gPZ1HFIA/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                      Do All The Good You Can, By All The Means You Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                      In All The Ways You Can, In All The Places You Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                      At All The Times You Can, To All The People You Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                               As Long As Ever You Can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228501393135494066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9eULV547I/AAAAAAAAAEU/sU7632h4Rfc/s320/My+Farden+2008+Summer+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                    From My home to yours, Have a beautiful day in Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                                 Love and Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;                                                                             Starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-2227031109217022267?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2227031109217022267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=2227031109217022267' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2227031109217022267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2227031109217022267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/moments-filled-with-beauty.html' title='Moments Filled With Beauty'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SI9cUjKiJOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gwVe6mKgfas/s72-c/My+Farden+2008+Summer+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7458551095636440967</id><published>2008-07-27T13:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:52:38.998-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogger Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag, I'm it!!</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been tagged by my buddy Sonya over at Truth4thejourney &lt;a href="http://www.truth4thejourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.truth4thejourney.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;! You all will have to forgive me as I do not yet know how to add links to the text of my blog except by the old-fashioned way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game has been fun to follow and now I get to participate!! Alright!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Link to the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;2) Post the rules on your blog (this is what you are now reading)&lt;br /&gt;3) Write 6 random things about yourself (see below)&lt;br /&gt;4) Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them (This is only a game)&lt;br /&gt;5) Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog&lt;br /&gt;6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the six VERY random things about me, myself and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am addicted to, and I mean ADDICTED in the most severe way to Dr. Pepper. There....I've said it. (Rather, I've &lt;em&gt;typed it&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I adore stealing an afternoon nap when at all feasible amidst the chaos of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am shy when I first meet you, but hold on tight, 'cause after we are friends, I will talk your head off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I have been known to forget what I am saying in mid sentence. (Please tell me I am not the only one....PLEASE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What is it I am supposed to be doing again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Oh, yeah ...and I am &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; a natural blonde (it comes from a tube) even though I have all the traits of a true "blondie".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Your job is to keep all the above to yourself. (Just kiddin'!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, Your job is to visit all these wonderful ladies whom I am about to tag and encourage them as your read their six random things, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Dana, my lovely hilarious friend over at Filled With Laughter (&lt;a href="http://www.danamelton.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.danamelton.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) is one of my dearest friends. We attend church together, laugh together ALOT and our kids are the best of friends. Visit Dana when you need a good dose of holy cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Natalie over at &lt;a href="http://www.koinoniacommunity.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.koinoniacommunity.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is my buddy from church as well and a terrific writer with lots of posts that make you ponder things. She has 2 lovely little girls who are also friends with my little man. One of the most giving people I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Joanne from &lt;a href="http://onesoblessed.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://onesoblessed.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; is my greatest encourager. We met at She Speaks and I truly believe God placed us together. I will consider her a friend for life. She is one of the best writers I have ever had the privilege of knowing. You will miss out greatly if you don't visit her. She will make ya laugh too! (Go and grab a glass of sweet tea before you sit down to read her blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D) I also met Lynda at She Speaks. We saw each other at the Bloggers Reception and hit it off from the get-go. Her new blog is up and running at &lt;a href="http://www.lubylu.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.lubylu.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;. She is doing a wonderful job and her dear husband encourages her to write. He saw a gift in her and I certainly see it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E) Heather has a testimony like no other I have ever heard. It is AWESOME!! She has been through so much and uses it all to glorify the Great God whom we serve. She doesn't hesitate one bit to give Him all the credit for bringing her to where she is today. You cannot read her blog without wanting to just jump up and shout to Him for His great healing power and His loving-kindness. She is a precious young lady. I had the honor of meeting her in person at She Speaks and she just glows with the love of Christ. Visit her at &lt;a href="http://www.swallowingamoose.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.swallowingamoose.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F) Last, but certainly not least, is Kay over at &lt;a href="http://www.thrivechristians.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thrivechristian.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. We met at She Speaks trying to find "Kannapolis A". I think God had us on that wild goose chase just so our paths could cross. You will enjoy the wisdom she has to share. A charming lady indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun blog-surfing! Give these gals a day or two to write their random six things, but don't forget to check them out.&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7458551095636440967?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7458551095636440967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7458551095636440967' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7458551095636440967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7458551095636440967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag, I&apos;m it!!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-252221447075393541</id><published>2008-07-26T10:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:11:05.431-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturation Saturdays'/><title type='text'>Welcome To Saturation Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SItMeTel_6I/AAAAAAAAACs/zaa65ZSAg5Y/s1600-h/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227355876001972130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SItMeTel_6I/AAAAAAAAACs/zaa65ZSAg5Y/s320/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dictionary says that &lt;em&gt;saturate&lt;/em&gt; means, "to soak thoroughly, of the greatest intensity, to steep, to drench".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the definition says, "to cause to unite with the greatest possible amount of another substance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough, in Physics &lt;em&gt;saturated&lt;/em&gt; means "Charged to the fullest extent of it's capacity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that, don't you? For that reason, I have decided to put Saturdays aside as a day to &lt;em&gt;saturate&lt;/em&gt; myself and my bloggy friends in God's Word. No other substance can adequately "charge us to the fullest extent of our capacity".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I will use many parts of scripture on Saturation Saturdays, I will focus mainly in the Psalms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks, my trust in God has wavered. I have questioned Him many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fathom why on earth He would allow a precious and perfect newborn baby girl to spend the first few weeks of her life without her loving mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227335097271626482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIs5k0rOqvI/AAAAAAAAACc/dcDHnkonQD0/s320/Merissa+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot begin to understand why He would filter through His hands an illness that would keep an ecstaticly happy first-time father from enjoying the experience with the mother of his baby daughter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227335585771546162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIs6BQer5jI/AAAAAAAAACk/VyCz2m2q3NM/s320/Merissa+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine why a perfectly healthy woman would go to a hospital to give birth and face the beginning of the fight for her life the very next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know this. God is in control. He did not cause this to happen. He sees the big picture. He has a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His plan for us during trying times like these is to pray and trust in His promises; To praise Him for His loving-kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are facing some difficulties in your life right now. Maybe things are not as you would prefer them to be and your trust is wavering like mine. Maybe you are just wondering "Why". Let's jump into the pool of God's Word together and unite ourselves with Him completely. Let's steep in His promises. Let's drench ourselves with His peace and healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will begin with Psalm 41 from the Amplified Bible and add a few drops from other Psalms for us to soak in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father,&lt;br /&gt;Your word tells us that blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is he who considers the weak and the poor; the Lord will deliver him in the time of evil and trouble (v1). You promise You will protect us and keep us alive; that we shall be called blessed in the land (v 2). You promise to sustain, refresh, and strengthen us on our bed of languishing; that on our bed You [O Lord] will turn, change, and transform in our illness (v 3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, You are our Refuge and Strength (mighty and impenetrable to temptation), a very present and well-proved help in trouble (Psalm 46 v 1). Therefore, I will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains be shaken into the midst of the seas, Though it's waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at it's swelling and tumult, SELAH (Pause and calmly think of that!) (Psalm 46 v 3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a river whose streams shall make glad the city of God (Psalm 46 v4). God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved; God will help her (Psalm 46 v 5). You will make us glad again!! You will bring us out of these times of turmoil. We will see Your mighty hand at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will call on You in our day of trouble and You will deliver us, and we shall honor and glorify You!! (Psalm 50 v 15). The world will have no choice but to see Your power working in our troublesome situation! You will conquer and restore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will rejoice in You, O Lord! We will give You thanks in the great assembly; we will praise You among the mighty throng! (Psalm 35 v 18).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand is at work for us behind the scenes. You NEVER leave us alone or forsaken. You are holding us in the palm of Your mighty right hand and we can feel assured in Your protection and divine wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our inner selves wait [earnestly] for You Lord; You are our help and our Shield (Psalm 33 v 20).&lt;br /&gt;For in You does our heart rejoice, because we have trusted (relied on and been confident) in Your holy name (Psalm 33 v 21). Let Your mercy and loving-kindness, O Lord, be upon us, in proportion to our waiting and hoping for You (Psalm 33 v 22). May our trust in You never waver. May we stand strong on Your Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Praise You as we claim all these promises from Your Word in Jesus' name. Amen (So Be It!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel a little stronger now? Are you charged up? I certainly am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful Saturday in the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-252221447075393541?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/252221447075393541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=252221447075393541' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/252221447075393541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/252221447075393541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome-to-saturation-saturday.html' title='Welcome To Saturation Saturday'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SItMeTel_6I/AAAAAAAAACs/zaa65ZSAg5Y/s72-c/Saturation+Saturdays+Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7290944084270241236</id><published>2008-07-25T16:21:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:14:14.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>The Image Of The Father</title><content type='html'>Six year-old Austin wants so much to be like his dad. Everything my husband does, Austin wants to do, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is an avid bike rider and you cannot imagine how excited Austin was this morning when he discovered a bike shirt in his drawer! The screams could be heard throughout the entire house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, yesterday my sister brought over some clothes my nephew has outgrown and I had placed them all in Austin's drawers without him even noticing it. I never realized those shirts would have such an effect on my little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MOM!!! Can I go ride my bike right now!!??", he yelled from his room as he excitedly dressed himself in the bike clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I knew, he was standing at my bedroom door all dressed and exclaiming, "Look Mom!! I look just like dad does!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you can go ride." How could I say no to that little face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't set foot out the door, though before calling his dad at work to tell him all about how his new bike clothes matched his bike and how he was just like dad. Then, he took off  like a professional. How adorable he was as he rode away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d5fbf3abbef42acc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5fbf3abbef42acc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330397415%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF1F90611EDFD7029FD20F26718F30170D258477.1FB4A1F9D83CFD2CEF7F90ABADF8B370D461C29B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5fbf3abbef42acc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D26n9TFIhZ6O71bDBdZEAAKDqZ2k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd5fbf3abbef42acc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330397415%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF1F90611EDFD7029FD20F26718F30170D258477.1FB4A1F9D83CFD2CEF7F90ABADF8B370D461C29B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd5fbf3abbef42acc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D26n9TFIhZ6O71bDBdZEAAKDqZ2k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227054971776859362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIo6zX4y_OI/AAAAAAAAACM/kpGgRQ2eeg4/s200/Austin+and+Merissa+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIo5UHqgRzI/AAAAAAAAACE/GZTkDVOzKbg/s1600-h/Austin+and+Merissa+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227053335334373170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIo5UHqgRzI/AAAAAAAAACE/GZTkDVOzKbg/s200/Austin+and+Merissa+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; The other day, my husband was working on his car, so Austin went and grabbed his toolbox. Next thing I knew, he was under the car "working" hard. What a cute little mechanic he made!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband is also a guitarist and Praise and Worship Leader. Here is a photo of my oldest son, Chase.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227055676315100914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIo7cYfzZvI/AAAAAAAAACU/vOoaXqMyvJU/s320/Chase%27s+Graduation+Hazel+and+Berta+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you see a pattern here? I certainly do! My husband has an important task set before him if he is to influence our children for God. I think he does a tremendously good job at it. Just look at the evidence!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Parenting is a large calling on one's life. It is a big role to fill. To our children, we are heroes. Little do they know, they are &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; heroes! Someday when they become parents themselves, they will know firsthand just how much &lt;em&gt;they &lt;/em&gt;influenced &lt;em&gt;us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found this poem by&lt;em&gt; Lee Fisher. &lt;/em&gt;It says it all. My husband keeps on his dresser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Little Fellow Follows Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Careful man I want to be, A little fellow follows me;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do not dare to go astray, For fear he'll go the self-same way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot once escape his eyes, What'er he sees me do, he tries;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like me he says he's going to be, The little chap who follows me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He thinks that I am good and fine, Believes in every work of mine;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The base in me he must not see, The little chap who follows me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must remember as I go, Through summer's sun and winter's snow; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm building for the years to be that little chap who follows me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                (Lee Fisher)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May we strive to be the kind of people our children believe we are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 John 3:2- "Beloved, we are [even here and] now God's children; it is not yet disclosed (made clear) what we shall be [hereafter], but we know that when He comes and is manifested, we shall [as God's children] resemble and be like Him, for we shall see Him just as He [really] is. (AMP) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May we strive to be like our Father, our Creator.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Colossians 3:10- "....renewed and remolded into [fuller and more perfect knowledge upon] knowledge after the image (the likeness) of Him Who created it. (AMP)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you influenced your child today in a positive manner? Tell me your stories of how your little ones follow in your footsteps. Can't wait to hear from you all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Starr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7290944084270241236?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d5fbf3abbef42acc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7290944084270241236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7290944084270241236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7290944084270241236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7290944084270241236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/image-of-father.html' title='The Image Of The Father'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SIo6zX4y_OI/AAAAAAAAACM/kpGgRQ2eeg4/s72-c/Austin+and+Merissa+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-686104274277393590</id><published>2008-07-24T21:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:53:18.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Life'/><title type='text'>Just Plain Tired</title><content type='html'>My mom left to go back to her home at the beach this morning. She has been staying with us for 2 weeks so she could help out with little baby Merissa. (Read previous post if you haven't met Merissa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started missing my "mommy" the minute she pulled out of my driveway. But, my dad was missing her, too. Hence the trip back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa's Mom, Andrea had to have more surgery this morning. This is the third one in two weeks. She has fluid and infection in her brain and the doctors had to insert a tube to drain the fluid. Please keep her in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For most of the day after my mom left I found myself barely able to hold my eyes open. I did have to work in my salon today, but only had two customers this afternoon, so I plopped down on the couch for the rest of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin is a little under the weather today due to some allergy issues, so he was quite willing to just lie down beside me on the sofa. What bliss it was to snooze away together under a big soft blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly remember when he was as small as Merissa. No matter how grown up he gets, he will always be my little baby. I feel the same way about Chase, now 18, but can't tell him that or I will get that notorious eye-roll thingy most teenagers are famous for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will wake up tomorrow with a big burst of energy. I want to drive to my cousin's house for a visit. I really need a "Merissa Fix". I didn't see her all day today. I feel kinda deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to grab still more of that much-needed slumber, this time in my comfy bed next to my comfy husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for all the willing snuggle buddies I have been blessed with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more "Not-So-Normal Stories Form The LaPradd Abode".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-686104274277393590?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/686104274277393590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=686104274277393590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/686104274277393590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/686104274277393590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-plain-tired.html' title='Just Plain Tired'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-6061538200325614112</id><published>2008-07-21T09:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T09:59:05.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Baby In The Family'/><title type='text'>"Normal" Didn't Last Long</title><content type='html'>OK....I know I have been missing in action. Here is the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 10, My cousin and his fiance had a beautiful baby girl!!! Her name is Merissa. The mom and dad are Tim and Andrea. Merissa is one of the most beautiful baby girls I have EVER seen. If you don't believe me, just gaze upon this vision of loveliness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISN48Bp4NI/AAAAAAAAABU/PAr30jraqEQ/s1600-h/Merissa+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225457476981874898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISN48Bp4NI/AAAAAAAAABU/PAr30jraqEQ/s200/Merissa+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not &lt;/em&gt;me silly, the &lt;em&gt;baby!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything was wonderful and we were all on cloud nine Thursday all day long. My cousin, Tim, is in his 40's and this is his first baby!! You can understand why we all had chill bumps from the excitement of this little blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there are six of us cousins (three boys and three girls). My mom had only one brother. We are all more like siblings than cousins. We are a very close-knit family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, Andrea (Baby Merissa's mom) had some very serious complications develop. Long story short, we almost lost her three times and now she is in another hospital where she is getting intensive care, on a ventilator, and fighting for her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have improved a little and Andrea is now alert enough to nod her head and squeeze a hand. She has not seen Merissa since the day she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all taking care of the sweet little baby girl and trying to help Timmy in any way we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merissa has no shortage of baby sitters. In fact, we have trouble giving her to the next person when our turn is up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my baby (6 year old Austin) holding her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225460220790223730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISQYpgis3I/AAAAAAAAABc/cXj8PHSjhNc/s200/Merissa+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here she is with her aunt Tricia:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225461400941677314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISRdV6kywI/AAAAAAAAABk/lzpdjU2glCM/s200/Merissa+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is my mom holding Merissa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225462061232651026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISSDxsNexI/AAAAAAAAABs/V63zWVByp1U/s200/Merissa+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here she is on the VERY rare occasion when no one is holding her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225462609268975698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISSjrSQKFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/gAwMoL06VoU/s200/Merissa+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PLEASE, I beg of you to pray for Andrea, Timmy and Merissa. The precious little girl needs her mommy and her daddy needs some rest from running back and forth to the hospital. Andrea deserves the blessed feeling of cuddling her newborn bundle of joy and spending time bonding with her new family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda and Brian are Andrea's two older children and they miss their mom as well. Here they are holding their new baby sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225464306245629426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISUGdBA9fI/AAAAAAAAAB8/4-fJaMEMo_c/s200/Merissa+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Just get on your knees for this family and pray for the gift of healing and health. I will keep you posted as time allows, I promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I told ya, "Normal" really doesn't exist around my house, didn't I?&lt;/p&gt;I am off to the hospital to visit Andrea. Then, over to Timmy's house to hold baby Merissa. I am going to give her a kiss from her mom and enjoy the feeling of cuddling her little self all I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-6061538200325614112?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6061538200325614112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=6061538200325614112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6061538200325614112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/6061538200325614112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/normal-didnt-last-long.html' title='&quot;Normal&quot; Didn&apos;t Last Long'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lmijzUUAaBI/SISN48Bp4NI/AAAAAAAAABU/PAr30jraqEQ/s72-c/Merissa+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8264320985877772558</id><published>2008-07-09T11:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T12:09:23.706-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Life'/><title type='text'>Back To Normal</title><content type='html'>Please realize, I use the term "normal" rather loosely. Not sure if we really know "normal" around my house. But, everything is pretty much the same as it once was now that my little man is back from his two week stay at the coast with my parents. (Three,actually, if you count the week we spent there with them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment he is playing a ferociously loud video game, the washer and dryer are going full speed ahead, the dishwasher is running upstairs in the kitchen and I am trying to get caught up on a pile of emails and household tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the relaxing days of peace and quiet. Gone is the relished time spent reading and writing for hours and hours. Gone are the leisurely walks around the neighborhood and the uninterrupted phone conversations with friends. Gone are the romantic nights alone with hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I wouldn't have it any other way! (Well, I really do miss that last thing mentioned above!) I'm just so glad to have Austin back home with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eighteen year old, Chase will be leaving this weekend to go on a mission trip. He'll be gone for a week. So, we will be back to "sub-normal" for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how it is for most of us, don't ya think? Normal doesn't even exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventure does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is ever-changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on that note, I will go check the clothes in the dryer, unload the dishwasher, and get off this computer to go remove the game controller from the grip of my little man so we can do some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow I will be posting some photos of our trip to the beach and our Fourth of July fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8264320985877772558?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8264320985877772558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8264320985877772558' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8264320985877772558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8264320985877772558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-normal.html' title='Back To Normal'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7536261960776720028</id><published>2008-06-29T13:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T13:31:35.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Musings'/><title type='text'>Visit From An Old Friend</title><content type='html'>It's been two weeks since my six year old left to spend some time with my parents at the beach. The house has been so quiet. My eighteen year old son and my husband are both gone to work all day every day. I can't even remember the last time I had so much time alone. I sure miss my little guy, but I have become reacquainted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like meeting up with an old friend I haven't seen in years. I've missed her! I had forgotten how much I enjoyed spending time with her. She loves the Lord so much and we have had some enlightening conversations with and about Him. Together, we have discovered a fresh perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is quite humorous, too. I think her witty personality had gotten buried under a pile of junk since I'd last seen her, but it has emerged from the rubble and her joy is now shining through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That long lost friend of mine is fun to be with. She likes to do all the things I enjoy, but haven't gotten around to in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to read...alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to take long, quiet walks and talk to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to sit on the deck every morning, read her Bible, and eat a cup of strawberry yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to play with her cat and her two dogs. (They have missed her, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to take an afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She adores her husband and lavishes him with attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to light candles and watch television in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to hang out with her girlfriends and giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to walk through the house singing at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to dance when no one is looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to visit the coffee shop and leisurely savor a grande decaf white chocolate caramel with whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to do "girly stuff" like polish her toenails and try on all the clothes in her closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can even laugh at herself. (She is blond, you know, so she gets plenty of opportunities for that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just a big old kid at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that our friendship has blossomed once again, I pray that we will never grow apart as we did before. I believe I will have a fuller, happier existence if I stay in touch with her this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear husband and I will be heading to the coast this week to reclaim our little beach bum. I cannot wait to grab his little self and squeeze real tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I'm taking my old friend with me. I think he will like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: I have to live with myself, so I want to be fit for myself to know.&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7536261960776720028?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7536261960776720028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7536261960776720028' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7536261960776720028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7536261960776720028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/visit-from-old-friend.html' title='Visit From An Old Friend'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-8300740359296831910</id><published>2008-06-28T08:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:08:30.602-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Make Your Requests Known To The Father</title><content type='html'>This is my prayer for today. It is from Psalm 143 in the Amplified Bible. The ending is from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your doings; I ponder the work of Your hands (v5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spread forth my hands to You; my soul thirsts after you like a thirsty land (for water) (v6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause me to hear Your loving-kindness in the morning for on You do I lean and in You do I trust. Cause me to know the way wherein I should walk, for I lift up my inner self to You (v 8).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to do Your will, for You are my God; let Your good spirit lead me into a level country and into the land of uprightness (v10).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Father, for all You have done, all You are doing, and all You have for my future. May I please You as I set about my day today and every day hereafter. Thank You for Your provision, Your protection, Your guidance, and Your grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-8300740359296831910?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8300740359296831910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=8300740359296831910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8300740359296831910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/8300740359296831910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-your-requests-known-to-father.html' title='Make Your Requests Known To The Father'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-5983799959657427984</id><published>2008-06-26T15:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:06:54.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Fully Equipped</title><content type='html'>There are times in life when I find myself just plain stumped. What am I supposed to be doing? Is this &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; there is? I desire so much more for my life. I thought it would be different. I ache to step out and make my statement to the world, but fear grips my mind and my tongue stops short of saying anything. I stay frozen in time and just keep on keeping on; never moving forward. How does a woman overcome moments like those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend and I were having a phone conversation this morning about how we really want God to use us. Neither of us feel that we are in our true place in life. There is a strong feeling that there must be more. We are missing something. That may sound like a strange sensation for two sold-out Christian women to have, but I think it is actually common among many women today. We find ourselves early on making decisions about education, career, marriage, family, home life, and pretty soon we have lost ourselves in the mix. How can we get back on track?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been searching for the anecdote and I think I have found it. Think back to when you were younger. Before life kicked in full force. Back before you had kids, jobs, housework. What did you want to do then? It's not too late! I am stretching my faith and pursuing my passions for the first time in many years. In September I'll be turning 44, so better late than never! Hopefully, I've got at &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; 45 &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; years left. I am &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;going to let them slip by without trying my best to fulfill God's plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God places a purpose into the heart of every human being He creates. If you haven't found it, try searching your soul. What excited you when you were younger? What fueled your flame? The answer to those questions is probably a pretty good indication of what you should be fearlessly pursuing. Maybe you don't feel equipped. Neither do I, but I am studying God's word and following the directions He gives me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 3 Verses 16-17 in the AMP says, "Every scripture is God breathed (given by His inspiration) and profitable for instruction, for reproof and conviction of sin, for correction of error and discipline in obedience, [and] for training in righteousness (in holy living, in conformity to God's will in thought, purpose and action), So that the man of God may be complete and proficient, well-fitted and thoroughly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;equipped&lt;/span&gt; for every good work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; equipped me! I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; able! When I find my passion, I discover my voice. I will no longer be fearful about speaking what God has ordained me to share. Praise Him for His provision. I will trust in The One Who has given me all I need to serve Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, Thank You for loving us and for having a divine plan for each of our lives. May we seek You with all our hearts and keep our minds focused on You as we serve. Make our purpose evident and obtainable. Give us strength. Give us joy in the journey. Use us, Lord for Your glory. In Jesus' name, Amen and Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-5983799959657427984?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/5983799959657427984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=5983799959657427984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5983799959657427984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/5983799959657427984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/fully-equipped.html' title='Fully Equipped'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2642757053025726206</id><published>2008-06-24T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T21:26:51.274-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Date Day</title><content type='html'>Today I had a date with my husband. A whole entire day just to be with him. It was awesome. "How, oh how does one get to spend an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uninterrupted&lt;/span&gt; day like that?" I can hear you asking enviously. Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little one (6 years old) is spending some time at the coast. My parents live down there and wanted to take him for a couple weeks. It was hard to let him go, but I have to say the quiet time has been heavenly. I sure do miss him though. Especially at night.  I am used to getting my Austin hugs and kisses and we always lie in my bed together before daddy comes in to sleep. That is when we have some of our most precious conversations.  I am in dire need of a hug from my kid, ya'll! He is having a blast at his grandparents, though. I'll just have to suffer for a few more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my date with hubby. We woke up this morning and were excited about having the whole day to ourselves with absolutely no responsibility whatsoever. We hurriedly got ready to set out for our adventure. Out the door and into the car, our anticipation mounted just thinking about what fun we would have! Then it dawned on us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly does a couple&lt;em&gt; do &lt;/em&gt;with no kids in tow? We had actually forgotten. Our oldest is 18  so it has been quite a while since we  found ourselves in this situation. We did not have to go to a playground, a dollar store, McDonalds, or Walmart. What else is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes we decided to ride to the local flea market. We got a biscuit for breakfast.  Rode to the mall. Got some coffee. We even got to walk leisurely through the stores without saying things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't touch that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You cannot buy that today. Do NOT ask me again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stay with me and hold my hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Not going to carry you. If I am not too tired to walk, you can walk too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just try to hold it until I can find a bathroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I think my hubby said that last sentence to me right after I had that cup of coffee. But, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a great day. We had some great conversation. We enjoyed each other's company immensely. I am so thankful to God for my dear husband of almost 24 years. He is truly my best and most cherished friend in this world. It is refreshing to know we can still enjoy just being together, doing absolutely &lt;em&gt;nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will get off this computer and go spend some more time with him right now!! This date isn't over quite yet......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-2642757053025726206?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/2642757053025726206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=2642757053025726206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2642757053025726206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/2642757053025726206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/date-day.html' title='Date Day'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-4056970852934236521</id><published>2008-06-23T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:44:07.451-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She Speaks 2008'/><title type='text'>She Sleeps, She Savors, She Submits</title><content type='html'>Upon returning yesterday from She Speaks, I had a myriad of things on my mental agenda. First on the list was sleeping. Exhaustion had set in; spiritually, mentally and physically. I did what any other competent woman would have done. I changed into comfortable clothes, grabbed a blanket, and curled up on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple hours later emerged a fresh mind and an eager spirit. I fervently plunged into the wealth of information I received from the wonderful weekend writer's conference. Feelings of gratefulness washed over me as I began to realize the fullness of the blessings I had been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I've always found myself fearful about contacting publishers and writing query letters. Fears of rejection had frozen me into a lull. Moving towards success seemed an impossibility. Because of my fear, I wasn't prepared to submit my articles. Because of my fear, I wasn't willing to completely submit to God's plan for my writing. Now, to the credit of Proverbs 31 and She Speaks, I now have the knowledge and the confidence to do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a sense of direction for my writing. I know what to do with the words the Lord has given me. New friendships have been formed with kindred souls. Exciting possibilities loom on the horizon! I can see the light growing brighter already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has increased my confidence ten fold. The intimidation has dwindled and boldness is developing in it's place. Rejection no longer frightens me. It's just part of the journey. I am aware of God's hand in my life and I know that He is going to use me for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the beginning of my total submission to Him and His will for my writing. The words aren't mine. They originate in Him. He generously allows them to flow through me and onto the pages in order to grace the lives of His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Lord. Send me. I submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 45:1 "My heart overflows with a goodly theme; I address my psalm to a King. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer." (AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 4:17 "...See that you discharge [the duties of] the ministry and fulfill the stewardship which you have received in the Lord." (AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise you Father, for bringing so many eager women together this weekend to seek Your perfect will for their lives. I lift each and every one of them up to You today as we all begin the first day of the rest of our writing and speaking lives. Bless those who so willingly shared their knowledge with us. Thank You for your provision. Thank You for Your wisdom. Thank You for preparing the way for us. How wonderful that You have also now prepared our hearts and minds for Your service. In Jesus' name, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-4056970852934236521?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4056970852934236521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=4056970852934236521' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4056970852934236521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4056970852934236521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/she-sleeps-she-savors-she-submits.html' title='She Sleeps, She Savors, She Submits'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-7970582336926635287</id><published>2008-06-13T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:53:24.212-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She Speaks 2008'/><title type='text'>Countdown To She Speaks!!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about an upcoming writer's conference I am attending in Charlotte, NC next weekend. It is just a skip and a jump from my home in Lexington and I am going with two other ladies who are very dear to me. Our church has even blessed me with the means to go!! Finances have always kept me from attending in the past, but God has come through once again in my life and given me a blessing far beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find out more about this conference at their website: &lt;a href="http://www.shespeaksconference.com/"&gt;http://www.shespeaksconference.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sold out as far as I know, but there is always next year if you want to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy preparing myself mentally and logistically for this event. A few weeks ago, I lost many of my articles and my favorite Bible. I also lost two favorite books that were autographed for me. I am an old-fashioned southern girl and do most of my writing with pen and paper unless I am going to place it on one of my blogs or get it published. I kept it all in a tote bag that I usually guarded as closely as I would one of my kids! But, I guess I got side-tracked somewhere along the way because it has disappeared from the face of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God has a divine plan in all of this and I have come to grips with the fact that I may never find it. So, I have been writing like crazy for the past few weeks and God has blessed me with more and more insight which has lead to more and more articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream about showing up at the conference wearing a hideous outfit! It was so-not-my-color and I had a large gold glittery belt tied around my waist and three various colored tank tops underneath my dress!! Don't know where that image came from, but I think it was a perfect example of the way my mind is thinking deep down somewhere about how I am not good enough to be attending. Funny how you can have low self-esteem issues even in your sleep. I know better than that, though and I certainly know how to dress more appropriately!! After all, I have heard Shari Braendel speak about what not to wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope if you are coming to She Speaks that you will leave a comment on today's post and maybe we can "connect" before we even meet there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verses that are standing out to me as I prepare for this conference are typed below. I hope they will encourage you as well. God is going to do great things for His people who are willing to serve Him!! I am looking for His direction and ready to follow His leading! Amen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For I know the thoughts and plans I have for you, says the Lord, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil, to give you hope in your final outcome." (Jeremiah 29:11 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Jesus said to her, Did I not tell you and promise you that if you would believe in and rely on Me, you would see the glory of God?" (John 11:40 AMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "But he who looks into the perfect law of liberty and continues in it, and is not a forgetful hearer but a doer of the work, this one will be blessed in what he does." (James 1:25 NKJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing. It's what I do. Jesus. He's Who I do it for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more thoughts from me, visit &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/thresholdsdevotionsandbiblestudy"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/thresholdsdevotionsandbiblestudy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-7970582336926635287?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7970582336926635287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=7970582336926635287' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7970582336926635287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/7970582336926635287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/countdown-to-she-speaks.html' title='Countdown To She Speaks!!'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3133986128227691333</id><published>2008-06-06T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T10:55:28.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Bible Studies'/><title type='text'>Bible Study On Colossians</title><content type='html'>I have written a new Bible Study on the book of Colossians and it is up and running on my website! What better way to join in a group study without ever having to leave your home! Perfect for the busy mom! You can join in while wearing your PJ's, drinking your morning coffee, hair all messed up and teeth not brushed if you want to!! Just grab your bible, turn to Colossians and come on over!&lt;br /&gt;There is a discussion forum set up as well so we can share what God is teaching us through this study.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/thresholdsdevotionsandbiblestudy/thresholdbiblestudy.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/thresholdsdevotionsandbiblestudy/thresholdbiblestudy.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3133986128227691333?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3133986128227691333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3133986128227691333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3133986128227691333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3133986128227691333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/bible-study-on-colossians.html' title='Bible Study On Colossians'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-4337327988957284865</id><published>2008-05-15T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:40:55.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Seasons</title><content type='html'>I love this time of year. It is just refreshing to look out the window and see life all around! I had grown weary of looking out to see dried up remnants of what used to be nature's beauty. Spring is a gift from God to us, His children, don't you think? I certainly do believe that is true. He realizes, in His awesome wisdom, that we need a pick-me-up after being shut in and cold for such an extended time. I am so glad that He cares for us so deeply that he even gave us the seasons so we wouldn't get stuck in a rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also in a different season of life right now. I find myself having to loosen my grip on my oldest child who has just graduated from High School. Not just any high school, our home school, where I have had the privilege to be his teacher, his mom, his mentor and his friend for the past eleven years. I think it may be even harder for a home school mom to let go of her child; more than any other mother. Just for the fact that we have spent so much time with our children. In reality, I can look back and feel blessed that I got to see him grow and learn every step of the way. I can honestly say I have tried to be the best mom I could be. In contrast, I guess we all have some regrets as we glance back over our parenting experiences. We could have always done something better. But I am so glad I had the blessing of homeschooling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new signs of life out my window are inviting me to come out and explore what God has offered. I am excited as I venture out to experience it all! I am sure my son feels the same way as he sets out to experience all that God has planned for his life. I can be assured as he moves forward that his mind is fixed on Christ and his plans will mirror that image. What better gift could a mom possibly ask for!  I am excited for him as well. I can't wait to see what God will accomplish through his life and I am so glad I played a part in getting my son to this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a five-year-old to keep me occupied, though. We are just beginning on his home school journey. There are lots of windows to be opened for him. He is in a  new season, too. Our house is brimming with hope and expectation as we pass through all the future thresholds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust God to lead us all the way. Life is great and full of newness. Even in the dormant times, God is working on our behalf to bring His purposes to fruition.  If only we can remember that no matter what season we find ourselves in, change is coming, and it always brings us something good in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1 -"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven." (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What season are you in right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is God showing you in this time of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you use what you are learning to help someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him for His wisdom and His love and be glad for your season. It has a purpose and Romans 8:28 says that it will all work out for your good, if you love Him in the midst of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-4337327988957284865?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/4337327988957284865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=4337327988957284865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4337327988957284865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/4337327988957284865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/seasons.html' title='Seasons'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-1505420804710556934</id><published>2008-02-29T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:07:11.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Life'/><title type='text'>Those Pesky Have-To's</title><content type='html'>I hate tax time. I tend to put all my preparations off until the last possible minute. Today, we have a 3:00 appointment to get them done professionally, and I am just now getting everything together! How ridiculous is that!! It's not like I don't know April 15th is fast approaching  just as it does year after year after year. At any rate, I am now finished compiling all the information and will be glad to hand it over to someone much more qualified than myself to make sense of it all. The best part is that we will more than likely get a nice refund check for all the inconvenience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be a myriad of those have-to things every day. Taxes are the worst, by far, but the rest of them aren't so great either. For instance.....laundry comes immediately to mind. No matter how many hours a day I spend drudging away in my too-small laundry room, the next day it is all there facing me again. Maybe we have entirely too many clothes. Maybe we change them too often. (well, daily is probably not too often!) I don't know what the answer is. I just know I will be there in front of that washer and dryer today just like I was yesterday and just like I will be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another have-to thing is work. Not that I am lazy in any way. I think it is actually impossible for a work-at-home mom to be lazy. But, when you throw in the homeschooling, the housecleaning (and don't forget the laundry, ugghh!!), who has time for work! My issue is that I try to work while the kids are in and out of the room interrupting me every other second about something "urgent" to them. The struggle comes because I would prefer to be giving &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; my full attention, but instead, I am trying to work. How can that be right? To me it isn't, but at this point in time, I have no choice. It is a have-to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I truly have-to do every day is a joy to me; That is to pick up my Bible and spend time with Jesus. It is a have-to because I cannot survive without it. No one makes me do it. I am aware, though, that if I don't, all the other have-to's will be entirely overwhelming to me. I would certainly collapse under the weight of them if I was not supported by a relationship with my Creator. Spending time in his Word gives me the strength to face all the mundane stuff in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband, children and my home bring me much joy. The upkeep of them does not. Through my daily time with God, I find just what I need to face those challenges in any given day. I find ways to get through the have-to's joyfully so I can REALLY enjoy my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are feeling particularly overwhelmed today, grab a cup of coffee and your Bible. Try to find a quiet place to meet with your Savior. He is the professional that can make sense of it all. He can take the mess that we have compiled and turn it into something worthwhile and beautiful. Pass through the inconveniences with Him and you will find something good waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 29:11- " The Lord gives strength to His people; The Lord blesses His people with strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colossians 3:16-17- " Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. And, whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to the Father through Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write down in your journal what seems to be overwhelming you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God for some ways to pass through the have-to's with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a prayer thanking God for all the have-to's in your life. Remember, without them you would be lonely and unproductive....Unable to make a difference. Our have-to's are a gift from God. They make us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-1505420804710556934?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1505420804710556934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=1505420804710556934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1505420804710556934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1505420804710556934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/those-pesky-have-tos.html' title='Those Pesky Have-To&apos;s'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-3987190595264199185</id><published>2008-02-28T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:56:44.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Living'/><title type='text'>Decision Making 101</title><content type='html'>The first scripture I ever memorized is Proverbs 3:5-6. It says: "Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways, acknowledge him and He will direct your paths." Those verses have served me well over the years. Many times, I have learned the hard way that my own understanding is usually far, far from the wisdom I have needed to decipher the trials and tribulations of life. On my own, I can't accomplish much of anything. But, with God, the possibilities are endless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision making is no different. When we are faced with a fork in the road and can't discern which path is the right one to pursue, acknowledging Christ is the best place to start. He wants us to desire His will for every decision. Most times, our will does not line up with His; not if we follow our first instinct. We almost always will choose the easiest path, the most obvious path, the shortest path, or the one that seems to be the most pleasurable. His path for us does not usually fall into one of those cut and dry categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is His will determined? Well, it's not very easy sometimes, but it &lt;em&gt;is do-able. &lt;/em&gt;Matthew 6:10 plainly states that God's desire is for His kingdom to come and for His will to be done on the earth. Basically that is telling us that first and foremost, whatever the final decision is, it needs to bring glory to Him and it needs to enhance His kingdom. That one verse lets us know that finding out what &lt;em&gt;God &lt;/em&gt;wants is the most important part of our decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, my husband and I are faced with some very difficult decisions concerning the well-being of his 76 year-old mother. She is currently in the hospital suffering from the effects of multiple strokes and is in need of full-time care in the near future. That is a hard place in which to find yourself; making decisions that will effect the remainder of your mother's life. I guess, sooner or later, every person with an aging parent will be in a similar situation. For us, this is our first time and it is heart-wrenching to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are constantly asking ourselves how we can best handle this-or-that. What would she want us to do? What is the best solution for her? Why do we even have to be in such a situation? Why is this so hard? Traveling down this undesirable road has often left us with a less-than-joyful attitude. As I have studied God's Word looking for solutions, some of the words that have leaped right off the page have been in Romans 12:2. Renewing our minds, focusing on Christ and His Word; those things will keep our attitudes in check as we decide which path to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself facing some hard decisions (as we all will eventually), all you have to do is pick up your Bible. In it, you will find not only the answers, but the &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; questions to ask yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will my decision show God's love and build another person up or is it for my own selfish desires?&lt;br /&gt;( Romans 15: 2-3, 1 Corinthians 10:24, 1 Corinthians 10:33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will my decision honor the Word of God?&lt;br /&gt;(1 Corinthians 10:31, James 1:22, Titus 1:9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will my decision glorify God?&lt;br /&gt;( Psalm 64:10, John 17:10, Ephesians 1:11-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will my decision make me a more effective witness for Christ?&lt;br /&gt;( Isaiah 43:10, 1John 4:12-15, 1Timothy 4:12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What is the right thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;(Psalm 119:128, Galatians 6:9-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing difficult decisions is something none of us look forward to, it is just a part of life that we all have to deal with. God's Word will never fail to give us the answers we need, refresh our joy and calm our spirits during the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:28 offers the remedy for the heaviness we experience in our hearts during the tough times; "My life dissolves and weeps itself away for heaviness; raise me up and strengthen me according to (the promise of) Your word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 119:130 says: "The entrance and unfolding of Your words give light; their unfolding gives understanding (discernment and comprehension) to the simple."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will NEVER leave us wondering which path to follow. Acknowledge Him first, He will illuminate the way and you can rest peacefully when you know you have made a God-honoring decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment and let me know how this article may have helped you today!&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless you always,&lt;br /&gt;Starr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-3987190595264199185?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3987190595264199185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=3987190595264199185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3987190595264199185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/3987190595264199185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/decision-making-101.html' title='Decision Making 101'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-1502069495534329456</id><published>2008-02-28T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:57:07.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parenting'/><title type='text'>Character First</title><content type='html'>This is my first year "officially" homeschooling my youngest son, Austin. I have homeschooled my oldest all the way through and he will be graduating this year. It has been a wonderful journey and I am looking forward to the continuation of the experience for many years to come. Though, I believe this second time around the block may prove to be a bit more of a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Austin has just recently been diagnosed with ADHD. He is such a loving and thoughtful child and this whole ordeal has been rather dis-heartening for our entire family. His main issues are impulsiveness and hyper-activity. He also has some anger management problems. Any type of formal teaching has been somewhat difficult and I have had to re-invent my teaching methods in order to better serve him. That's one of the wonderful perks of homeschooling; Building the education around the child instead of vice-versa. It works so much better that way.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think Austin may be smarter than me! That is a little scary. He is a very deep thinker for such a small boy. He ponders the things of life in such an intriguing manner that he quizzes me on things I really have to ponder myself before I can give him an educated answer! That has proven to be a good thing, though. I am somewhat of a deep thinker myself. I guess he gets it honest! All his questions leave me searching and finding some pretty enlightening ways to respond. Along the way, I learn quite a lot myself.&lt;br /&gt;I had one of those light bulb moments the other day. You know how it is; you have a revelation about a certain thing at a time when you aren't even particularly thinking about it. Those are what I call "Thresholds". Doors that God leads me right through when I least expect it. I had been struggling with how to best deal with the academic aspects of Austin's homeschool day. After being undecided about what direction to take, I just took a few days off and Austin and I just did fun things together. We did Bible studies, art, watched some educational videos, went to the library, had some long conversations, stuff like that. All of a sudden that "Threshold" opened up and I heard the words "Character First". Not audibly, but they were in my mind so clearly, I knew they were words from my Father.&lt;br /&gt;That's it!! Now I have a clear direction! Austin is only five years old. And, a mind-wandering male at that! Academics don't have to be top priority at this time in his life! Especially if that is stealing his joy (and mine, too). What an eye-opener! I think in the back of my mind, I had that feeling all along, but hearing it directly from my (and Austin's!) Creator kind of gave me the permission I needed to relax and work on the important thing, Austin's character. I can stop depending on medication (which hasn't worked anyway) and trying to put him in a box and make him act like other kids do. God made him to be who he is and hand-picked us to be his family. How wonderful! This ADHD thing is not a burden after all! It is a gift! A gift that, paired with the blessing of homeschooling, can help me to discover who Austin really is in Christ. A Gift that allows me (his hand-picked mom) to develop and guide him into God's plan for his life! My husband agreed wholeheartedly when I shared my new insights with him. That was another confirmation for me right there!&lt;br /&gt;I praise God for giving me this child later into my life. There are many advantages to having a child as an older woman, but one I can see clearly now is that I am at a stage myself where I have experienced many things. I am more open to hearing God's voice and obeying what He tells me to do, in spite of my own doubts and fears. Even in spite of what other people may think or say. I have learned that God's way is ALWAYS the best, and if I obey this time and get Austin's character in line with God's word, all the rest of the things in his life will fall into place. No struggle. Granted, I know life will never be perfect, but I sure would rather do it God's way. That's a lot closer to perfection than my own way, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;My love for my children is so great I can't fathom that God loves them even more. But, that strong invincible love we all feel for this special child along with this perfect layout straight from God's word will be my new lesson-plan from now on. He has shown it to us all in Colossians 3:12-17, "Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity. Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with wisdom, and as you sing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs with gratitude in your hearts to God. And, whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him."&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for Austin. We can forgive Austin for his mistakes. We can forgive ourselves for the many mistakes we have made as well-meaning parents. We will all remain clothed with the virtues of God and peace will rule in the lives of this family! And, it will all be accomplished in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ who we are so thankful to for giving us this blessed experience! Austin is chosen by God and we will honor and appreciate how God created him. And that, my friends, is building the education around the child.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have an "enlightening" day in the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7379385042706702561-1502069495534329456?l=thresholdmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1502069495534329456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7379385042706702561&amp;postID=1502069495534329456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1502069495534329456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7379385042706702561/posts/default/1502069495534329456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thresholdmoments.blogspot.com/2008/02/character-first.html' title='Character First'/><author><name>Starr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16241100883787288512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Sxs30_2hoA/TXBaMYlnZJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/P5UtnXXCqi4/s220/2010-06-24%25252018.20.04%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7379385042706702561.post-2618159741618597094</id><published>2008-02-28T16:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:57:36.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health and Well-Being'/><title type='text'>Warning Signs</title><content type='html'>Well, I went to the Dr. today for a physical. Definitely not my favorite thing to do. But, a necessity none-the-less. I have had a feeling for the last month that they would tell me some things I did not want to hear. Lo and behold, they did.&lt;br /&gt;My dear husband, health nut that he is, has been telling me for the last year or so that my eating habits are terrible, and they are. I crave sweets like they are going out of style. Trouble is, I eat what I crave whether it is good for me or not. I do not exercise. I am tired all the time. I have fibromyalgia. Now, today, I find out my cholesterol is high. Not extremely high, but higher than it should be. My Dr. also said if I did not lay off of the soft drinks, I would be a diabetic in no time.&lt;br /&gt;I used to walk about three miles a day. Last year I had surgery in October, (the third surgery in as many years), and I never got back into the habit of it. I do miss it. As a busy homeschool mom, I enjoyed the early morning solitude of that quiet walk. It gave me time alone with the Lord and time to focus on His voice. It also kept me in a positive frame of mind. My energy level was higher, too. It even kept me from having the occasional anxiety attack. My husband rides a bike; sometimes 20 miles a day. He has even ridden to work which is about 28 miles away from home (and back, too!). If I tried that, I would have to be brought home in an ambulance!&lt;br /&gt;All this news today got me to thinking about why on earth we do not heed the warning signs. They are always there. Physically and spiritually. God has laid out for us in His word the "dos &amp;amp; don'ts" for everything we face in this life. My deepest desire is reflected perfectly in Psalm 40: 8. It says," I desire to do your will O Lord, Your law is within my heart". I know it is His will that I should prosper in this life and be healthy. Of course that is my desire as well. So, why do I go on and follow my every whim when it comes to my diet? Proverbs 3:7-8 says, " Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones". I know it is not wise for me to indulge like I do with my dietary habits, it's just that those blasted Dr. Peppers taste soooo good!&lt;br /&gt;What does God say to that? "I warned you when you felt secure, but you said,'I will not listen!' ( Jeremiah 22:21) Yep! Holding on to that nice cold soft drink may be a security thing for me. Who knows. Maybe it's like a kid's blankie. I just need to hang on tight and, instead of a snuggle, I sneak in a sip every now and then all throughout the day. I have refused to listen to those warning signs; my husband's voice, my tiredness, my incessant cravings for sugar. They've been there all along, but I just shrugged them off. Now I have to pay the consequences for my disobedience.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling it's not too late to make a turn around. My sugar is not too high yet. So, if I do something now maybe I can avoid the diabetes thing and get the cholesterol down to normal, too. I am going to strive to be diligent in disciplining myself and what I eat from now on. It won't be pleasant, I'm sure, but worthwhile. Hebrews 12:11 says, " No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it".&lt;br /&gt;I think I have seen the light. I could sure use the peace of feeling good, being positive and having lots of energy! Now that I know what the culprit is, (I think I really did all along), I can do something about it. Maybe next time I go to the Dr. (Not Dr. Pepper, mind you), I can tell him what he wants to hear and he will be happy I have heeded the warning signs! I am beginning to re-train myself!&lt;br /&gt;I would start walking again first thing tomorrow morning, but it is supposed to be soooo cold! BRRRRR! 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